I have no idea where I have been.
I've been taking pictures. I've been nesting. However, I have not been on the blog.
I'm entirely too pregnant to do anything but breathe, and these days, even that may be too much.
We are anxiously awaiting Blue's arrival, which will not be long now. I still can't say that I am ready, but I know I really am.
Blog posts will probably slow. And I will update as often as I can.
Stay tuned. I'm sure to have some Little tales for you.
Wednesday, November 23, 2011
Wednesday, November 9, 2011
Growth
My pastor was out of town this past Sunday and asked me to provide the message.
Do what?
You have got to be kidding me.
In actuality, God has been preparing me for the last few weeks to talk about an extremely trying time in our lives. I knew when it happened that it would be something that could be a used for God's glory. To turn darkness into light. To be a message to others.
So, I did something completely not of me. I did not prepare.
No notes.
No practice attempts.
No other preparation than prayer and Bible study.
I told the congregation that I wanted the message to be about Him, not me. I knew that if I prepared, if I made notes, if I practiced what I would say, it would be more of me and less of Him.
That wasn't what I was going for.
To be honest, I did not even really know the extent of the content that I would cover.
Would I talk about my mother-in-law? Would I talk about angel babies? Would I talk about the night that turned our world upside down? I didn't know.
But He gave me the words. He gave me the message. He gave me the ability to allow others to see what they needed to see.
I didn't choose my life. I would not have chosen some things for me. But I'm exactly where God wants me to be.
It's those times when we cling to Him the hardest, and more than likely those are the times we would choose to be elsewhere, that we grow the most spiritually. Those times are good for us.
Do what?
You have got to be kidding me.
In actuality, God has been preparing me for the last few weeks to talk about an extremely trying time in our lives. I knew when it happened that it would be something that could be a used for God's glory. To turn darkness into light. To be a message to others.
So, I did something completely not of me. I did not prepare.
No notes.
No practice attempts.
No other preparation than prayer and Bible study.
I told the congregation that I wanted the message to be about Him, not me. I knew that if I prepared, if I made notes, if I practiced what I would say, it would be more of me and less of Him.
That wasn't what I was going for.
To be honest, I did not even really know the extent of the content that I would cover.
Would I talk about my mother-in-law? Would I talk about angel babies? Would I talk about the night that turned our world upside down? I didn't know.
But He gave me the words. He gave me the message. He gave me the ability to allow others to see what they needed to see.
I didn't choose my life. I would not have chosen some things for me. But I'm exactly where God wants me to be.
It's those times when we cling to Him the hardest, and more than likely those are the times we would choose to be elsewhere, that we grow the most spiritually. Those times are good for us.
Monday, November 7, 2011
Halloween
It's only November 7th, and I'm posting Halloween pictures.
I'm pregnant, and it's all I can do to stay awake and breathe. Give me a break.
We went to the church and decorated pumpkins.
Little wanted a purple pumpkin.
This is the finished product. Needless to say, we didn't win an award, but Little was so excited for what she helped create.
By the way, does anyone know how long pumpkins are good for? As of right now, we still can not throw away her pumpkin. Maybe Santa can take it to the North Pole.
She also got her face painted. Amazing how still she can sit when someone is holding her head and painting her face. Let somebody in a uniform try that. Not happening. Ever.
We dressed up as Tinkerbell.
Thank goodness it was cold, because Tinkerbell's costume was skimpy.
This weekend, we hung out with some of our favorite people. Here's the pics from the night.
Good times.
I'm pregnant, and it's all I can do to stay awake and breathe. Give me a break.
We went to the church and decorated pumpkins.
Little wanted a purple pumpkin.
This is the finished product. Needless to say, we didn't win an award, but Little was so excited for what she helped create.
By the way, does anyone know how long pumpkins are good for? As of right now, we still can not throw away her pumpkin. Maybe Santa can take it to the North Pole.
She also got her face painted. Amazing how still she can sit when someone is holding her head and painting her face. Let somebody in a uniform try that. Not happening. Ever.
We dressed up as Tinkerbell.
Thank goodness it was cold, because Tinkerbell's costume was skimpy.
This weekend, we hung out with some of our favorite people. Here's the pics from the night.
Good times.
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