Sunday, February 28, 2010

sunday reflection

You're Beautiful
by Phil Wickham

I see Your face in every sunrise
The colors of the morning are inside Your eyes
The world awakens in the light of the day
I look up to the sky and say
You're beautiful

I see Your power in the moonlit night
Where planets are in motion and galaxies are bright
We are amazed in the light of the stars
It's all proclaiming who You are
You're beautiful

I see You there hanging on a tree
You bled and then You died and then You rose again for me
Now You are sitting on Your heavenly throne
Soon we will be coming home
You're beautiful

When we arrive at eternity's shore
Where death is just a memory and tears are no more
We'll enter in as the wedding bells ring
Your bride will come together and we'll sing
You're beautiful

I see Your face, You're beautiful, You're beautiful, You're beautiful


The lyrics are great, but if you haven't heard this song, you are missing out.

Tuesday, February 23, 2010

silver and gold

Make new friends
But keep the old
One is silver
And the other's gold.

For anyone who is a former girl scout, sorry for getting that song stuck in your head, but it's been on constant play (in a round) in my head for a couple of weeks.

It all started as I drove away from my bestest friend's house a few weeks ago. It had been far too long since I had seen her. As in, she had a baby four months ago, and I hadn't met the precious little one yet (yes, I am a bad friend - I'll spare you the excuses). And even while she was still pregnant, I can't really remember the last time we had any real time together.

And no, she doesn't live hours and hours away. Just 20 minutes. Sad, isn't it? This is just one of the side effects of life getting in the way. And while I missed her, life was busy for both of us (see aforementioned new baby for her... see many excuses from me that I'm not mentioning). But I didn't realize just how much I missed her until I was driving away a few weeks ago and that song popped into my head out of nowhere.

You just can't replace a great friend.

I've seen her twice since that first time a few weeks ago. And I'm just amazed at how our time together has been so easy and smooth. It's as if no time at all has passed. It's been wonderful.

Just today, after my most recent visit with her, I told my husband how much I realized that our visits together are different than with any other friends. It was a simple visit - Punkin and I went over to her house, so Punkin could continue to get to know her two boys and give hugs to their new little sister and so my friend and I could just chat and catch up. She apologized for not really "stopping" the entire time we were there - she continued doing the tasks that she needed to do - and we gabbed and laughed the whole time. I told her that she didn't need to apologize - I actually think it's great that she's comfortable enough to not feel like she needs to "entertain" me. I just felt at home.

I love how after all these months, we just fell right back into step with each other, as if we didn't miss a beat. I'm blessed to count her as a friend.

Sunday, February 21, 2010

sunday reflection; advice needed

Sorry, no wise words today. No lyrics to favorite worship songs. No scripture or quotes from church.

I don't have much to reflect upon except that lack of sleep is not good for anyone.

If anyone has any wise words for me about how to get a three-year old to sleep through the night without waking up and walking down to my room over and over and over and over again, I'd love to hear them! Punkin goes to sleep on his own (as in, he knows how to fall asleep on his own), but once he wakes up in the middle of the night, it's like he no longer has that talent. If he does fall asleep quickly after getting back in bed, he typically wakes back up within 30 minutes (at the most) and is back down the hall standing at the side of my bed. When I walk him down again, he gets upset when I leave the room. It's like he doesn't want to be alone. And it's not like he says he's been having bad dreams or anything. I think he just wants to be with Mommy and Daddy. But WHY does he wake up SO MANY TIMES a night? That doesn't seem normal to me. Any advice? Any words of wisdom? Help? (Oh, just don't tell me to lock him in his room... he'd tear down the door before he let a little lock keep him in.)

P.S. I am loving this season of The Amazing Race! Go Team Jeff & Jordan!

Sunday, February 14, 2010

sunday reflection; valentine's edition

by Hillsong

I see the King of glory
Coming on the clouds with fire
The whole earth shakes, the whole earth shakes
I see His love and mercy
Washing over all our sin
The people sing, the people sing

Hosanna, Hosanna, Hosanna in the highest

I see a generation
Rising up to take their place
With selfless faith, with selfless faith
I see a near revival
Stirring as we pray and seek
We're on our knees, we're on our knees

Heal my heart and make it clean
Open up my eyes to the things unseen
Show me how to love like You have loved me
Break my heart for what breaks Yours
Everything I am for Your Kingdom's cause
As I walk from earth into eternity

Monday, February 1, 2010

28 days of blah...

Dear February,

You are my Husband's least favorite month. You're cold. You're dreary. The lack of sunshine by this part of winter is overbearing. I know you're only 28 days long (most years), but for him, you last an eternity.

For some reason, he also hates his birthday. Yup, it's in February. I don't understand this hate of the birthday, because starting March 1st, it's "Happy Birthday MONTH" to me! Anyway, he doesn't like his birthday or any attention that it brings. So, what am I supposed to do with that? It's no fun trying to celebrate someone's birthday who doesn't enjoy it. Oh, and this year, his birthday happens to be on Super Bowl Sunday. Typically, I'd say that was a good thing because we can go to a Super Bowl party and spend the day with his friends, with good food, good drinks, and a good game. But no, not this year. See, we're not Colts fans. Shhh... I know we live in Indy. That's part of the problem. Do you know how much media coverage there is about this team? When you're not a fan: It's so annoying. So that doesn't make things better. And given that we're not fans, it's not like we're welcome at anyone's Super Bowl party.

So, February, let's make a deal. You bring the sunshine and warmer temperatures. And I'll try to get Hubs to even acknowledge your existence. Rather than him turning the calendar directly from January to March. That's right, his calendar is turned to March for two months in a row! Wait a minute... that means Happy Birthday Month(s) to me! Let the celebration begin! Maybe this February-hate isn't such a bad thing, afterall!


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