Me: Why did you make me like you did? Why was I such a late bloomer? All the boys I liked just wanted to be friends. I never even had a real date until after high school (went to the prom with “just a friend”). No self respecting high school boy was going to ask me out when I looked like I was 12 even though I was 16.
God: I created your inmost being. I knit you together in your mother’s womb. (Psalm 139:13).
Me: Why did you not want me to have children of my own?
God: I think you see the answer to that now. I had 2 precious children who needed you.
Me: Yes, I see that clearly now. What about the the heartbreak of the two adoptions that failed?
God: What about them? I never promised you would not have pain. My ways are not your ways.
Me: But I didn’t feel you near me. I felt like you weren’t there, like you didn’t care.
God: Remember the poem about the footprints? When there was only one set of footprints, it was then that I carried you.
Back to work today. I’m not a school teacher anymore. Gone are the days of 2 weeks off at Christmas.
As my mom said: “Welcome to the real world.”
Fortunatley, I do like my job, so it’s not too bad.
Hope all my blog friends had a wonderful Christmas : )
I wonder if this would get me out of a ticket…
Today is exactly one month since our last argument over the lack of intimacy in our marriage. That is a record. As expected, there has been no change. I know I am only responsible for my actions, not his. A dear friend told me on a couple occasions, “You can’t fix him.” True. Only God can. Which brings me to another problem. I have prayed and prayed about this and wonder why God doesn’t do anything. Then I read a verse today in James 1:2 where it says to consider it all joy when you face trials. Seriously?
The one blessing is things are peaceful, and our children aren’t having to listen to us argue. I will make this a good Christmas for their sake.
I don’t usually give my two cents on controversial issues and I don’t even watch the show, but I’m tired of the Duck Dynasty mess. The man had every right to say his opinion (especially when he was asked for it). If Miley can nearly masturbate on national TV, then Phil can speak his mind. I personally agree with him. I think it is a sin, and I’m tired of politically correct BS.
I’m tired of people saying you hate because you simply disagree. If your child or a good friend does something wrong, you still love them. It seems like those so outraged are acting the very way they claim those who disagree are acting.
Yes, I get offended at things I see and hear just like everyone does. I have also discovered the magic on/off and channel buttons on my TV.
And check out what Robertson also said that I agree with too.
OK I’ll get off my soapbox now.
I went through kindergarten and all the way through school never being suspended or even going to the principal., but yesterday I had to go as a parent. Gotta love my son. Seriously, I do.
He’s never been in trouble before, but when he decided to do it, he went all out. Go big or go home.
Grinning little bit today. A male friend at work told me I looked pretty. I was polite and thanked him, but then I realuzed it made me feel good 🙂 I don’t have any romantic interest in him. He’s not bad looking or anything. He just has too many issues and too much baggage. Still, I have to say, it did make me feel good.
Neat how a simple compliment can make your day.