Some people read the comics in the newspaper on a Sunday morning. I have my Mini Me. The following conversation is evidence of the goofiness in my house:
MM: "I tried to wake you up when I woke up today, Dad. I even grabbed your hand, but you didn't move. I thought you were dead."
Me: "So, instead of waking me up and making sure Daddy was actually okay, you came downstairs and watched 'Doctor Who' and ate yogurt?"
MM: Grin.
Sunday, February 17, 2013
Sunday, February 10, 2013
What is it About Money?
Would this world be so bad if everyone threw out their pieces of paper and metal that signify currency? That's all they are: paper and metal. Where is Kirk or Picard with a replicator when you need one? They wiped out the need for currency in the Star Trek version of Earth, so a girl can hope.
God is my eternal light, constant companion, and source of hope and courage. He has instructed us to not worship idols, and yet our society worships money at all times and in all ways. While I try my best to remove myself from this sort of existence, I cannot seem to escape money and it's ever-growing reach. Just when it seems that my family can start to breathe a little easier, yet another financial hurdle shows up. Satan, keep your love of everything monetary. As for me and my house, we serve the Lord in all things and at all times.
I have never been, nor will I ever claim to be, a perfect person or perfect Christian. I do worry, I do slip up on occasion and say some naughty words, and I do wish I could be doing more to ease our financial strain. These financial woes are meant to be trappings of a person's twenties, not thirties, I thought. Sadly, in today's economy, I fear these financial strains may last longer than most people can imagine. Instead, we should be turning our hearts and thoughts to The Lord and asking His advice on how to handle our finances. He is the great provider, and we are charged to be good stewards of what we are given by Him.
May the good Lord always bless and keep you and make your hearts and homes rich with laughter, love, and peace. May He always provide for your needs and keep your hearts humble enough to set aside your wants in order to see what it is He wants you to see. In His holy name, Amen.
God is my eternal light, constant companion, and source of hope and courage. He has instructed us to not worship idols, and yet our society worships money at all times and in all ways. While I try my best to remove myself from this sort of existence, I cannot seem to escape money and it's ever-growing reach. Just when it seems that my family can start to breathe a little easier, yet another financial hurdle shows up. Satan, keep your love of everything monetary. As for me and my house, we serve the Lord in all things and at all times.
I have never been, nor will I ever claim to be, a perfect person or perfect Christian. I do worry, I do slip up on occasion and say some naughty words, and I do wish I could be doing more to ease our financial strain. These financial woes are meant to be trappings of a person's twenties, not thirties, I thought. Sadly, in today's economy, I fear these financial strains may last longer than most people can imagine. Instead, we should be turning our hearts and thoughts to The Lord and asking His advice on how to handle our finances. He is the great provider, and we are charged to be good stewards of what we are given by Him.
May the good Lord always bless and keep you and make your hearts and homes rich with laughter, love, and peace. May He always provide for your needs and keep your hearts humble enough to set aside your wants in order to see what it is He wants you to see. In His holy name, Amen.
Saturday, February 9, 2013
Oh, For Cute
That saying always bothered me when I lived in the Midwest, because it does not make much sense grammatically. It is, however, entirely appropriate at times. For me, one of those moments occurred in the past few weeks.
On January 2nd, I went to see my family practitioner for my annual exam. Now, any woman that has had an annual physical can tell you that it is all about making one uncomfortable. There is talk of weight, menstrual cycles, birth control, and anything else the doctor deems necessary.
Perhaps one of the most uncomfortable moments for me always happens when it is time for the breast exam. The doctor always pushes too hard, and I am not much of a fan of sharing my breasts with anyone other than my husband of nearly twelve years. This is where things got a little concerning, though.
My doctor was concerned about bumps she found in nearly the same location on each breast. My faith in God and knowledge that eating a vegan diet nearly erases one's risk of developing cancer helped to assuage any personal worry. I scheduled a mammogram per her request and awaited the results. Once they arrived, saying that I have no abnormalities, I realized what my doctor was concerned about: my pectoral muscles from all the weight lifting I do.
Oh, for cute.
On January 2nd, I went to see my family practitioner for my annual exam. Now, any woman that has had an annual physical can tell you that it is all about making one uncomfortable. There is talk of weight, menstrual cycles, birth control, and anything else the doctor deems necessary.
Perhaps one of the most uncomfortable moments for me always happens when it is time for the breast exam. The doctor always pushes too hard, and I am not much of a fan of sharing my breasts with anyone other than my husband of nearly twelve years. This is where things got a little concerning, though.
My doctor was concerned about bumps she found in nearly the same location on each breast. My faith in God and knowledge that eating a vegan diet nearly erases one's risk of developing cancer helped to assuage any personal worry. I scheduled a mammogram per her request and awaited the results. Once they arrived, saying that I have no abnormalities, I realized what my doctor was concerned about: my pectoral muscles from all the weight lifting I do.
Oh, for cute.
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