So I was remembering the idea of my starting this blog. It actually started out to support other pastor's wives and help people to understand what it's like to be in the ministry. As I blogged I found it amazing to get so vulnerable. It felt real good to be so real about my feelings - cause, well you know, we all have them and sometimes we just need someone who will actually express them to help us to open up too. Can you relate to this? So tonight I was looking around online at other pastor's wives blogs. It was pretty amazing all the different things that I ran across. Some love being in ministry, they have loving congregations who really take care of them, others are just plain hurting and have people in their church that have torn them to shreds. Some write for fun and just share life. I think all are great, just being vulnerable. Since writing in a journal was not my thing, blogging is a great way for me to journal my life, sometimes tough feelings and emotions too. My daughter Emily promised me that if I died she will put my blog into a book. I promised her the same.
Oh and last week was the last time I will ever go school supply shopping. That has to go on my blog for future reading. I held back tears as I was walking out of Target to the car. I am a pitiful, loving, emotional mother I know. Someone told me that we could adopt. haha! I'm not THAT sad.
I love Pandora Frank Sinatra radio.
I am going to deliver with Meals on Wheels starting in September.
Our amazing friends came to visit us last weekend from NY. We just love you!
A few days break.............................
"Even now," declares the Lord, "return to me with all your heart, with fasting and weeping and mourning." Rend your heart and not your garments. Return to the Lord your God, for he is gracious and compassionate, slow to anger and abounding in love." Joel 2
Have you fallen away from Christ? This is what God wants from you - simply your heart! He doesn't ask for perfection but simply your heart. I can just hear the plea from God for his people to come back to him. Read those words again. Don't you hear his longing for you? When I think of Jesus dying on the cross for me, shedding his blood so that I can be washed of my sins, I can only imagine what Jesus feels when he sees me doubting him, or trying to lead my life my way.
Wednesday, August 18, 2010
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