Sunday, January 18, 2009

God is Good

You know what ... in a time when there is SO much turmoil in the world, I have found myself being in awe of the many ways God blesses me.  

In the little things that I used to take for granted.  I feel SO full of Him.  

I haven't been as faithful as I would like in reading His word, I haven't been as active in church activities as I would like.  But I find Him in the little stuff... in the mundane.  In the things that others may find silly or minute.  I have been finding blessings.

This weekend we have been able to be part of a spiritual teen weekend, it's called Chrysalis, the youth version of Emmaus, an ecumenical spiritual weekend although it's sponsored by the United Methodist Church.  We have been involved in Emmaus for almost 10 years so we have a ton of wonderful family in Christ there.  Today was a day that we could go help behind the scenes.  And I got to watch my daughter join in with the other girls and play dress up and make up, for a special dinner that they do.  She was helping to serve.  I just love that she's involved. She wasn't sitting in a corner moping because she had to give up her whole afternoon and evening out with friends.  She was having a ball, joining in and loving it.  She is a child that lives in the world, goes to public school and is surrounded by all things worldly but still chooses to love the Lord and does an amazing job of working for and with Him.  Although she is drawn to the world regularly...I am really a proud mom!  

And since we have been involved with this community for years my may squeeze, D, who is the guy that can do all... got drafted to help.  There's a TON that goes into the weekends logistically, and my husband knows how to get it done.  I love that he's the guy that will step up to the plate. He's always been that way.  He's the guy that stops on the side of the road to help a person with a flat tire, or push their car out of the way when it breaks down.  He's the guy that will talk to anyone and tries to make the frowning grocery store clerk smile.  He's the guy that ran to help a guy in a mall parking lot when he had been shot in the head, and held him while he died. He's the guy that is just there.  He's not perfect by any means... sheesh boy neither am I but I love that he's the guy to count on.  I am so proud to be his wife.  

I know this is probably a really self indulgent post, but then again it's my blog...LOL

I just feel like I need to hold on to these times when I feel full. Full of love and joy, and of my Lord. These times when I remember those things that I love about my family and those around me because there are times when the world just seems too big.  When dear dear friends lose jobs and businesses, when children are sick with things that at the age of 3 ask if they will ever grow up.  Those times that seem like we are all lost.  I know that our God allows us to see the good stuff and I want to make sure to notice it.  I want to tell my daughter that I am proud of the young lady she is becoming, more than I yell at her for texting (26k this month Aaron).  I want my husband to know that I am the luckiest woman in the world to have him for a husband.  I want my little sweet boys to know they are gifts, truly gifts from God. I need to tell my oldest that he too is a gift and that I am SO proud to call him son.

Take a minute today and tell someone that you love them. Thank God for allowing them into your life and for giving you another day to tell them what they mean to you.  






3 comments:

Cindy said...

Taking a minute to tell YOU - I love you! Your faith is an inspiration. You are a wonderful wife and Mama. Your family is blessed to have you. And so are your friends!!!

SupermomE11 said...

Cindy, LOL, I was going to post the same thing. :)

A, thanks for the beautiful post. Love you!!!

Hugs,
E

Amy said...

Wow, it was such a blessing to "run into" your blog..I really appreciated reading different ones, especially this one. Thanks much my sister in Christ, I needed that! Is there a way to subscribe to your blog?
Love, Amy Johnson