Monday, April 20, 2009

a daughter's a daughter all her life...

...a son's a son till he takes a wife. Ever heard that phrase before? Well I'm starting to really feel it's true. I've been married for almost 3 years now but still feel like a little kid to my parents. They still do things for me which frustrates Andrew. It's just their way of helping us but he feels like they don't trust him to take care of me. I think they'll always be this way. It's good and bad I suppose. It's making me nervous to move back home though. I don't want my parents to think they have control over what decisions Andrew and I make, but I also don't want them to dis-involve themselves....is that a word? I cherish the relationship I have with my parents. I think it's great how close we are and how no matter how old I get or what happens, I know they'll always be there for me. So what if they found a moving van for us even though we told them we'd take care of it. So what if they want to help us out financially even though Andrew wants to handle it on our own. So what if they are taking a week off work to help load the truck and move us back and his parents aren't able to. They care. It's not a control issue. I will always be their baby girl and they will always feel they need to take care of me. Is that so wrong?

Sunday, April 12, 2009

Deut. 32:3-4

"I will proclaim the name of the Lord. Oh praise the greatness of the Lord. He is the rock. His works are perfect, and all His ways are just. A faithful God who does no wrong, upright and just is He."

I am meditating on these verses. My biggest struggle as a Christian is being disappointed in God. I shouldn't be the first to blame Him when things go wrong, I should be the first to GO to Him when things go wrong. I look at this world and think how can an all-loving God allow so much pain and suffering to take place? A very wise pastor once said, "It is not our job to decide what makes sense in this world." I am trying to read these verses with confidence. Confidence that no matter what happens in my life or in the lives of those I love, God is truly faithful and his works are truly perfect. Perfection does not mean it will always feel good or make sense. Perfection means God works for the good of those who love Him. So with that said I am praying that tomorrow will bring good. I pray that throughout her pain and suffering out of it will come healing and a deeper faith in the One who created her. Kate...I love you.

Friday, January 30, 2009

Hello. A big shout out to Sammy Ammy for introducing me to the blogger world. It's been awhile. Remember Xanga? Yeah that was cool for a couple years. Well I'll write more about my insanely interesting life later. It's time for Harry. He's about to meet Sally and I need to see it!