Ever suffer from foot in mouth disease? I do. I sometimes just don't know when to shut up. Recently, I have had 2 interactions with people that I felt the need to take down a notch or two basically. Not my place, not at God's direction, just my own flesh. Reality is, I have enough going on in my own life and have no need to try to direct traffic in someone else's. I need to try to focus on my own game...there is enough there to keep me very busy. Neither of these situations will likely resolve. I appologized to one, the other one I am just leaving alone. Sorry doesn't take back the hurt or erase the messiness, I know that.
God, please remind me that my life is yours and it should be focused on You, not the short comings of others. I need to let you handle those. You have blessed our family in so many ways, I wouldn't want to do anything that would jepordize that by my disobedience. "Create in me a pure heart" is my prayer this morning. God, please put my blinders on so that I can focus on the path you've set before me. My flesh and my tounge are dangerous when allowed to wander about on their own. I am submitting myself to You for Your leadership once again. Keep me in check.
Saturday, July 30, 2011
Dogs and children
My sweet Lucky boy almost died last week. We had just left for vacation and he was in the front yard on his leash. This has been his home for the past few week since he got all tangled up in the zip line in the back yard, almost hanging himself on the porch. Anyway, we had been gone for about 6 hours when Kim called to say she had found him in the front yard, tangled up in the line and almost lifeless. He had been in the hot sun, unable to reach shade or water, for some time apparently. He walked sideways (appearing drunk) and was panting. He couldn't really stand on his own. She got him inside, called us and needed direction. Within a few hours, many calls had been made between us, different vets, other friends, etc...all trying to figure out what to do with this friend of so many years. Our daughter, K'Lynn, was the one left to care for and deal with this very sick dog. Totally out of her comfort zone, but she did an amazing job.
Daily, I spoke to the vet. Lucky was in "ICU" for almost a week. Day by day, the question was 'when do we have to decide if he is going to make it through this or that we allow him to rest?'. I was prepared to make the decision to have him put to sleep, if necessary. He has had a great life, and a long life by most standards. He is 8 and has been a part of so many of our family's milestones. He has lived in 7 different yards, 4 different cities and 2 different states. He has traveled with us, protected us, and put up with us for many years now. He is loyal, faithful, loving, and as much an actor as K'Lynn is an actress. He has perfected the 'shiver'...he can begin to shiver and look so pitiful ("Hey, it's cold out here...can I just come inside?") even when it is only 75* outside. He is social and loves us. He is a part of the family.
On Friday evening, I got the call saying that he would make it and that he should come home on Saturday. Arrangements were made and when I got home Saturday night from vacation, there he was. His progress since then (one week ago) is amazing. He is finally trying to eat. His energy is much improved. He now wags his short, stumpy little tail again. Last night, he played with Lucy, biting her playfully on her legs as she did him. He isn't complete yet, but he is going to live.
I am thankful that God has allowed me the honor of raising both dogs and children. I have learned lessons from each of them. I am loved by both groups, and love them in return. As I type this, Lucy (little sister, as I refer to her), just jumped up beside me in the big red chair. It is dark and she is softly barking at unseen threats...pretty sure we're safe, but at least I've been warned!
Daily, I spoke to the vet. Lucky was in "ICU" for almost a week. Day by day, the question was 'when do we have to decide if he is going to make it through this or that we allow him to rest?'. I was prepared to make the decision to have him put to sleep, if necessary. He has had a great life, and a long life by most standards. He is 8 and has been a part of so many of our family's milestones. He has lived in 7 different yards, 4 different cities and 2 different states. He has traveled with us, protected us, and put up with us for many years now. He is loyal, faithful, loving, and as much an actor as K'Lynn is an actress. He has perfected the 'shiver'...he can begin to shiver and look so pitiful ("Hey, it's cold out here...can I just come inside?") even when it is only 75* outside. He is social and loves us. He is a part of the family.
On Friday evening, I got the call saying that he would make it and that he should come home on Saturday. Arrangements were made and when I got home Saturday night from vacation, there he was. His progress since then (one week ago) is amazing. He is finally trying to eat. His energy is much improved. He now wags his short, stumpy little tail again. Last night, he played with Lucy, biting her playfully on her legs as she did him. He isn't complete yet, but he is going to live.
I am thankful that God has allowed me the honor of raising both dogs and children. I have learned lessons from each of them. I am loved by both groups, and love them in return. As I type this, Lucy (little sister, as I refer to her), just jumped up beside me in the big red chair. It is dark and she is softly barking at unseen threats...pretty sure we're safe, but at least I've been warned!
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
Totally out of my control...
I guess I have reached one of those places in life when I am reminded that many times there are things totally out of my control. My son is in Nairobi, Kenya. He has been there for a few days already and I have been blessed (through technology) to be able to speak to him. I have heard his voice, I know he is healthy, and yet I worry. I do trust God to provide for him and to lead his steps. I trust that same God for his health and his safe return home. It is the not knowing things that makes me remain concerned. I hear that he is weary, that jet lag is really making him unable to sleep and that his energy is very low. I know that this will affect his trip there. I am hoping that God has Ryan very humbled right now through this time of weakness so that He can use him in a great way. I have had God do this to me before in different situations to get me out of my own way. That is usually when He has shown up the most. For now, my part in this will be prayer. My prayer for my little boy is that God will cover him with a blanket of peace, with or without sleep. Supernatural strength that only God can provide. I remain thankful for his sacrifice and thankful for his journey. Thankful for him- period.
Friday, January 28, 2011
Where has the time gone?
How long has it been? Well, that's too long! Life is AMAZING! Lucy is a great little girl (puppy). The holidays were wonderful. Also, we have moved into the parsonage!!! Kyle and so many others worked tirelessly to complete the place. We got here January 15th and even had a party here the next Friday. Oour open house is scheduled for Feb. 13th. I can't wait to show it off. It is so perfect for us. God has blessed us through this house so much!
New job is wonderful. Love my co-workers, my schedule, and having a boss that respects me. I cannot believe how things have changed in a year. Some not worth mentioning (like the 15 lbs I've gained back!!!), others so wonderful that I must (like K'Lynn starting her teacher's certification, Ryan begining his camp director position, ALLLLL of the baptisms and new members we gained in the past year). Just suffice it to say that life is good and we are happpy. Kyle is struggling for now with a really bad back situation , but I think I'll be taking him to the doc tomorrow. Gotta get him well!!.
New job is wonderful. Love my co-workers, my schedule, and having a boss that respects me. I cannot believe how things have changed in a year. Some not worth mentioning (like the 15 lbs I've gained back!!!), others so wonderful that I must (like K'Lynn starting her teacher's certification, Ryan begining his camp director position, ALLLLL of the baptisms and new members we gained in the past year). Just suffice it to say that life is good and we are happpy. Kyle is struggling for now with a really bad back situation , but I think I'll be taking him to the doc tomorrow. Gotta get him well!!.
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