In response to my previous blog, one of my dearest friends sent me these sentiments of what "ought to be" in her life.
From one who no longer has to face the daily grind (she is retired):
Monday: the glow of Sunday worship lingers on and makes me eager to see what He will bring today
Tuesday: the lessons of yesterday lead me to prayer and a need to repent my un-thankfulness for not appreciating Monday :-)
Wednesday: ah, the need for fellowship ensures that I arrive at my class tonight
Thursday: the week is almost gone and there is so much to do – the tiny birds in the backyard He causes to amuse me (a reminder of His love for the smallest creature)
Friday: that longing for Sunday is building and I hear hymns in my soul and heart
Saturday: purify me today, dear Lord, that I might keep my accounts with you current and be ready for worship with my life tomorrow and every day
Sunday: my heart dances, my soul glows, my mind is quiet and He will give me peace today, as He does every day
Getting older has many unexpected surprises and joys
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Congratulations to you two! I am so happy for you on your new house, AND your belly bump! Resist the urge to just wish that your due date was here already and enjoy the only time that you will have to wonder what "it" will look like, what will it be like, how much will you truly love it, and, my most wondered question- is it really worth this? Stretch marks, a belly that looks like you swallowed a basketball, hours spent over a toilet puking, food that tastes so blah you don't care to ever eat or smell it again, the weird feeling that you'd suddenly rather wear dirty shirts then do laundry...Then, there's the OB appointments! Gotta love 'em! In case you wonder that, yes, it is SOOOOOOOOOO worth it! Your body will never be the same, but neither will your heart after your little one wraps the tiniest, most perfectly shaped fingers around yours. I can't wait to find out what you're having. Oh, by the way, hearing the heartbeat is the best part of the whole nine months!
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