Heaven Day

Gwen's headstone was put in this past weekend, and we got to see it today. It turned out nicely, which makes me happy. Happier still is the day when it will be broken and undone, because the Lord will resurrect her little body. What a glory we can look forward to!

9

Aughhhh, nine months.

Nine months is here, and I hate it. Nine months since I started having contractions on sunday, october 17.

silhouettes

There's been a 24 hour flu bug flying around Texas this summer, leaving dehydrated and exhausted campers in it's wake. It's possible that I've caught the bug, so i'm staying home today to avoid contaminating anyone.

Elijah days

Have I talked with you about Elijah days? I honesty can't remember. I know that some of my journey is cyclical, and God keeps unwrapping the onion as I go deeper and deeper into hurdles, heartaches, and His character.

(This might be a senseless post; i'm okay with that.)

Today is an Elijah Day. And if you haven't recently read Elijah, God and the Broom Tree chapter, you should. But some days, I've just had enough and I don't have it in me to keep going and I don't even want to ask God to fill me, because I know that He will and then I'll have to keep going. (How's that for self-pity?)

Well. Yes. I am selfish and self-pitying and tired. Maybe I'm mostly tired. I don't know.

But today I appreciate that God responded to Elijah with sleep and food, and sleep and food again. So that's my plan for today: Sleep, and food. and maybe tomorrow I will journey on.

(and this will probably be a post that I will later be embarrassed of; oh well. cheers for authenticity!)

all things new

It's been a really strange summer. I feel outside of my skin most of the time, and while I normally like to have my "feelers" out, able to take a read on my emotional, physical, and spiritual well-being at any time, my personal thermometers seem to be on the fritz. So at any point of solitude, I feel as though I'm playing catch up with my soul.