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Out of control

I finally got my hands on the book Unglued that I mentioned in my previous post.  I haven't even finished the second chapter and I'm already feeling inspired enough to write again.  Sweet.  Inspiration feels so good these days, and having the energy to follow through with the inspiration - even better!  Anyway, back to Lysa TerKeurst (the author of Unglued).  So she had another one liner that really stuck out to me... "I can face things that are out of my control and not act out of control."  She proceeded to tell of a time when her computer broke down mid project and she totally lost it (or should I say became unglued).  She ended up having to get a new computer, but luckily the tech-support guy was able to make a copy of her hard drive - so she still had access to pertinent files.  A few months later, her new laptop was stolen.  She held it together a little better this time, even though she thought she'd truly lost everything.  Eventually she remembered t…

Imperfect progress

More than a year ago my mother and I started a project.  Puzzles.  My kids love puzzles.  There were pieces everywhere - and broken boxes - and missing boxes (not to mention missing pieces).  I had the bright idea of getting rid of all the boxes, numbering the puzzles (so when I find a random piece I know where to put it) and hanging them, in order of course, in perfectly crafted plastic bags.  So we started.  We numbered the puzzles...well at least half of them - and then decided to go shopping for the perfect bags and/or rack to hang them on.  We couldn't find either.  So there I was with a whole bunch of puzzles out of their boxes and shoved into zip lock bags (and not even the kind with those cool slider things).  Well, there wasn't time to finish the project - so all the bags got shoved into a box and plopped in the basement.  I kept thinking I'd either find the perfect bags or at least borrow my husbands gromitt machine and make the perfect bags.  Well it never …

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1649. Avonlea's delight as she puts things in and takes things out of small boxes, cups etc...
1650. A receptive heart
1651. Blake looking for ways to help his mommy, daddy and siblings on a regular basis
1652. Losing the letter "E" of a vowel game - and then, finding it after praying I would
1653. Helping a friend create an inviting and comfy place to chat with friends
1654. Enjoying time with friends
1655. A curious little mouse
1656. Dishwasher soap - you don't realize how much you appreciate it until you run out :)
1657. Thankful list reminders on pre-scribbled paper
1658. Watching Avonlea interact happily and bring joy to her Drs and therapists
1659. Begging God for contentment and joy, feeling so far from it - and Him pouring out more and more blessing - until I couldn't help but smile
1660. A friend who prayed for me as soon as I asked her to
1661. Watching God answer her prayers
1662. Being used despite myself
1663. An unexpected break and evening with a …

Walls

Wow, it has been a while since I've blogged (other than my gifts list)- and, to be honest I wasn't sure if I'd blog again.  I've been putting up walls in so many areas of my life.  Letting hurts control me...not wanting to let anyone in to this broken soul of mine.  But, tonight I realized that the walls aren't protecting me - their just hurting me...and probably, hurting others.  So here I am.  I'm ready to stop protecting myself and start being myself again.  The thickest wall I've built has been between God and I - but luckily he sees right through the bricks I lay.  He loves me - bricks and all.  He is longing for me to accept His love.  He isn't witholding His love until I  read 15 chapters of scripture a day or spend hours in an uninterrupted prayer closet (though I'm sure He longs for me to long for Him).  He just keeps loving me, and keeps pouring out blessing after blessing.  His unconditional love is something that I will spend my lifetime…