When does thirty-something start? Is it when you're in your thirties and you don't want to tell people your real age? Is it just a clever way of saying I'm older than you think I am? A slacker?
I get on these kicks right before my birthday every year. This year, I'll be at my last year of "early thirties". Next year, I'll officially be in my mid-thirties. Fun, eh? Maybe next year I'll start the whole thirty-something catch phrase. For now, though, I'll stick to "early thirties". Or - maybe, (gasp!) I'll even say with a proud smile, I'm 34. Oh, wait - not till next month! ;)
Friday, September 19, 2008
Friday, September 12, 2008
My Blessing has Arrived
How do you know when you arrive? Perhaps when I someday have two Christmas trees in my house, or when all the rooms are furnished, or when we have our house landscaped, or when The Three are all in school, or ... I will "arrive".
My middle baby had her 2nd day of pre-school today. I look into her eyes and see almost see the future - a grown child, so mature, caring, eager, patient, gentle, and excited. School has done something for her -- something of her own (even tho she wants to be just like Maddie)! She has another adult to listen to and respect. She walked right up to Mrs., smiled, waved her little hand and said goodbye. Then she waited for a hug. Sweet!
Remember when life was just about one child? I sometimes miss those days - when all my attention could be focused on one person - and when she was napping - "my" stuff. But is life really about how many pictures I can take of one baby and then spend all day sorting through them? Hmmm ... those were the days, but I'm thinking maybe, just maybe life isn't all about that stuff. Now, in between baby naps I respond to emails, blog, clean, do laundry (and more laundry), and plan out our days and weeks. Don't get me wrong -- there's moments when I escape to the computer to check out how much it would be to get away on a cruise or for a weekend or something. But then God pulls me back to reality.
A few weeks ago, a speaker at church talked about humility and honor. And sometimes we wade thru tons of humility - just up to our breaking point - before we get to the honor side. It was a scripture in Proverbs that I can't remember. Did I mention I'm not that good with numbers? At first, I thought it was God telling me that he wasn't done with me on the humility side. The message did, after all, occur a day after I had a interview with a potential employer. But, later when I was trying to sort it out in my head and recount all that was taught in the Sunday service, the only word I could remember was "honor". The peace I was overwhelmed with throughout the week assured me that the reason I couldn't remember the word humility was God saying to me I wasn't there anymore - my blessing has arrived.
Today I got the email - the potential employer will soon be my employer ... just waiting on some details to be worked out. Yay! Yay for someone else being in control!
My middle baby had her 2nd day of pre-school today. I look into her eyes and see almost see the future - a grown child, so mature, caring, eager, patient, gentle, and excited. School has done something for her -- something of her own (even tho she wants to be just like Maddie)! She has another adult to listen to and respect. She walked right up to Mrs., smiled, waved her little hand and said goodbye. Then she waited for a hug. Sweet!
Remember when life was just about one child? I sometimes miss those days - when all my attention could be focused on one person - and when she was napping - "my" stuff. But is life really about how many pictures I can take of one baby and then spend all day sorting through them? Hmmm ... those were the days, but I'm thinking maybe, just maybe life isn't all about that stuff. Now, in between baby naps I respond to emails, blog, clean, do laundry (and more laundry), and plan out our days and weeks. Don't get me wrong -- there's moments when I escape to the computer to check out how much it would be to get away on a cruise or for a weekend or something. But then God pulls me back to reality.
A few weeks ago, a speaker at church talked about humility and honor. And sometimes we wade thru tons of humility - just up to our breaking point - before we get to the honor side. It was a scripture in Proverbs that I can't remember. Did I mention I'm not that good with numbers? At first, I thought it was God telling me that he wasn't done with me on the humility side. The message did, after all, occur a day after I had a interview with a potential employer. But, later when I was trying to sort it out in my head and recount all that was taught in the Sunday service, the only word I could remember was "honor". The peace I was overwhelmed with throughout the week assured me that the reason I couldn't remember the word humility was God saying to me I wasn't there anymore - my blessing has arrived.
Today I got the email - the potential employer will soon be my employer ... just waiting on some details to be worked out. Yay! Yay for someone else being in control!
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