>Day Two

>Here’s a couple of pix from today. This first one I took because I’m bored sitting here unable to sleep right now. I titled it, “Look, Ma, No Hands!”



















This 2nd pic is from earlier today. It was emailed to me. It made me cry. You see, sometimes when I’m in the hosp., I feel bad that I’m not home being mom. But when I saw this pic, the 1st thing I noticed was my boy’s happy faces & big love messages. Sometimes, I think kids have a way of helping us learn to love ourselves…by the way they unconditionally love us.


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>Welcome to the 7th Floor

>For the 4th time in 11 mo.’s, I’m in the hospital. This time I’m on the 7th floor. ‘Though I don’t always see things this way, here’s how I am seeing things today from the 7th floor…

  • to my right is the door. When I look at the door I can either see it as a closed or open. I chose to see it open. True, it stays closed all day, but in the last year, God’s allowed me to “rise” and walk out of it every time. I’m super glad about that!
  • in front of me is a clock. When I look at the clock I can either see time “standing still” or “moving.” I see neither. Clocks represent time, which God controls, not me. So when I see the clock, whether it stands still or ticks away, I see God being in control.
  • to my left is a window. When I look out the window I can either see “sigh, just trees” or “WOW! PALM TREES!!!” I chose the latter. Palm trees are one of my FAVS & the forest of them out my window reminds me God made them for my enjoyment.
  • behind me is oxygen, tubes & an IV pole. What’s my perspective on that? HA! Actually? I don’t have one. I’m just thankful that all the stuff is behind me & that I don’t have to look at it all day.

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>Privacy or Solitude?

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I’m reading this book & its kickin’ my butt. I’m still only in Chap. 1, but had to share this with somebody!
So often, I’ll say, “I need to get away so I can collect my thoughts; getmy rest; do my thing.” Do you know what this is? That’s P-R-I-V-A-C-Y. Do you know what that isn’t? S-O-L-I-T-U-D-E. Solitude is separating all of me and all I want from everything so I can get right with God. 
Hear me: I crave & I get moments of privacy, but trust me, my “skin” doesn’t crave & get moments of solitude.
Jesus had moments of solitude, so did Martin Luther, Thomas Aquinas & John the Baptist.
So now that my butt’s kicked, I’m praying for something my skin won’t want but my soul is thirsting for: SOLITUDE with God to get things right.

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>Found a New Quote & Love It

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I was really motivated by these 9 words:

“We are the hurdles
we leap to be ourselves.

-Michael McClure

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>Movie: “Bedtime Stories”

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Last night, Raul & I saw Bedtime Stories. As we previewed it for our boys, we also thought it’d be fun to see. After all, it’s Disney movie. Apparently, that doesn’t mean squat? The adventure, comedy & overall plot was so entertaining; so why the boobs, booties & sexual innuendos? I know we’re a sex-crazed America & I know I’m no religious freak…”but sometimes, Disney, we’d just like to see something fun for the whole fam. Can you do that for us? Maybe? I would’ve liked to tell fans to check this out. But won’t, sorry.”

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>Would You Stop for Throw Up?

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Yesterday, as we left our hotel, I carried Andy thru the lobby ’cause he had a fever. There were a lot of people–it was check-out time for the guests & the hotel was hosting some nationwide Model/Talent Search. Without any warning, Andy starting throwing up on himself, me, the lobby floor & the Poinsettia garden in front of us. In between his 3rd & 4th projectile-vomit blow, I summoned the garden caretaker to please get us a garbage bag. That’s when I noticed many people walking by, staring but not stopping. Now we were in the middle of a main thoroughfare, so if I had to guess, I’d say 15 people passed us by. I’m not angry they didn’t stop, but as the day went on, I flashbacked often, asking myself, “Would I have stopped? Throwing-up is totally gross & it’s also not life-threatening, so I’m curious: what’s the Good Samaritan etiquette for something like this?

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>Birthdays and High Fives

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Hey Everybody! Just want to ask you something and tell you something. First, the ask…Tomorrow is my very good bud’s birthday. We’ve had about 7 years of good times together & I love making a big whoop-de-do out of her birthday cause she’s just great and deserves the biggest of celebrations. Would you click here and wish her a Happy Birthday? Thanks! Now I want to tell you something. I just want you to know that you have endless potential. And that you make a difference in this worldbecause your handprints and footprints are in it. No other person could do what God has called you to do. No other person could “take your place” should you vanish tomorrow. You are the one and only. And if you haven’t been high-fived in awhile, I’m posting this high five to your hand. And even better, I’m praying you sense the applause of heaven in your heart!

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>We’ve Never Talked About This Before

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There are fears like elevators, spiders & roller coasters. And there are fears like rejection, death & criticism–fears we have, but we cannot reach. If I’m afraid of roller coasters, I can “reach out” to the merry-go-round. If I’m afraid of elevators, I can “reach” for the stairs. But what do we do with that other kind of fear?
I fear the prospect of rejection (a ton more than the action of it). This prospect has kept me on mental pins and needles with those I care about. It’s so stupid. But I’ve wrestled with this long enough that I have a prescription for it. If I feel that fear lurking, duringour worship, I’ll close my eyes & see the most crytal-of-clearest image of God reaching down and letting me jump up into His hands. His acceptance comforts me. You don’t have to share your fear here; but we sure would be encouraged by your prescription for it…

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>Peaches

>Since Andy was about 12 mo.’s, he will eat a peach, in its entirty, in about 3 minutes. It’s hilarious! He barely comes up for air as he deeply enjoys this delectible fruit. Put candy or a peach in front of Andy…he’ll chose the peach, no doubt.
What I love is that my kids are pretty good about eating fruits in their original form.
Just the way God intended them to be.
What ONE fruit or veggie can you eat in its original form? Untouched, unprocessed, totally pure?

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