Time

There never seems to be enough time to get it all in. Personal...Work...Devotional. Always active never coming to completion.I have made color coded calendars. I have set don't forget to take care of yourself goals. I have organized to just find my order fulfill the law of thermo-dynamics.

I am beginning to think it is all a myth. That people who regularly go to the gym, eat perfectly, have a tidy desk etc. just need more to do.I would like to give up but the neurotic me cannot. I still desire ORDER. I still want to be thin. I can't even blog regularly.
So I ate a Sonic burger and a diet coke for lunch. I am going to address my OU/OSU calendars and then get the stuff I took out of the closet to make room for my niece put away and if GOD wills get my garage ready to paint. I still need to fold towels and clean the shop. So much for self. Although, I am very fulfilled when it gets done. So who knows maybe work is more relaxing than Yoga to some of us more.............uncentered folks. If you read this you are welcome to pray for me to become a balanced individual. Or you can buy me a session with Caesar Milan.  

Ramblings

You know you haven't blogged in a while when they have changed the screen.It is really hard to blog when one has already talked to people all day. No matter how cleaver and uplifting my content may be; it is worn out by the end of the day.
Maybe that is why so many do quiet time in the morning instead of night. Perhaps God does prefer it that way. I always thought he wanted us to converse pretty much all the time. I thought quiet time was like a diet. As long as you eat the same calories in a 24 hour period your fat glands do not really care that much when you eat them. But perhaps I am wrong.
Maybe God wants to hear it all the first time; unedited, unscripted and fresh. Maybe if I spent quality time with Him in the morning HE could edit a lot of the content. Perhaps then my conversations with others would be cleaner, crisper and sweeter. Perhaps he could cause my brain to work better.Instead of having to hear a lot of problems, confessions and whining.  He could enjoy praise and adulation about how well His ideas worked. Hmmmmmmmmmmmmm.... I think we have a plan.
Thanks Jesus!
What does this have to do with blogging or the lack therof? Not sure................

I was driving home a few days ago on one of those unseasonably warm days. The warmth felt like a gift from heaven. Then pulling into the drive I noticed these sweet flowers poking their little heads up out of the deadness of the rest of the bed. Some white some purple. Alongside them even those annoying weeds brought the cheer of life. Green is always better than that dismal lack of color that winter imposes on us.

Winter makes us appreciate Spring all the more. We notice that which we would not as a blessing.

Hmmmm. A picture of life. As we look and acknowledge the blessings we see our eyes are opened to even more. The tulip shoots under the tree. When you feel the gratitude of life. When you see the hope of a new era, dont' forget to keep looking. The tulip shoots are there.

Although, I knew another day would bring 29 degrees back to us. I know God is watching and knows our limits. Cool huh?

Just another snowy Friday.

I used to think a hard winter was when it was cold three weeks in a row. By cold I mean 30 degrees. This year it is like we live in the north country. I guess compared to when I was a girl it is the north country. But I have lived in Oklahoma for a very long time and this is only the second time we have had so much white on the ground for so many days running. Okay I will admit it is pretty. But so it the Carribean and you do not have to wear four layers of clothing.

I am working on my website today. Something I have put off for a while. If I can just figure out how to get the font on some of the pages to be any color but yellow I will feel like a total success. Everything else seems to be doable.

So I had better get back to that.

The next thing will be...dare I confess...take down the Christmas tree. I am pretty sure you are labeled as the neighborhood nut if it is still up in March. Maybe it is so cold no one will notice. Maybe they are all inside counting the days until flip flops and scuba gear. I am sooo ready. But for now I look out the office window and see medium sized flakes are still falling.

Out of the Coma

Funny how life can
get
off
track.
I took a sabbatical for several months and am now back in the game of life. I took off from July to December. It was not really intentional. One day turned into two, then a week, then a month and then six months. If I had planned it I would have filled it with activity. I am guessing God must have planned it. A time to refresh, reevaluate and get a handle on how to do all the things I feel compelled to do with out catching the undertow.
I feel refreshed and ready to go.
I have developed some NEW RULES to live by. Everyone knows how much I love rules.
1. Ask God First Act Second
2. Worry more about what God thinks and less what everyone else thinks.
3. Let those people that do not want to be in my life go. Hanging on just makes one crazy and feel like a worthless toad.
4. Be the best I can be under God.
5. Carpe Diem
6. Love others: let God fix them, nag them, reason with them, explain things to them, give them a heart of forgiveness or whatever pleadings performed in the past that haven't worked.
7. Remember what Daddy always told me. He was right 99.995% of the time.
8. Do not second guess my best intentions. Do not be a door mat.
9. Laugh a lot.
10.Love Dan, Eric, Mark, Zack, Ben, Aleksa, Rebecca, Kevin, Jason, and Summer.They are gifts from God that will always hold first place in my heart.
GO