Final Touches

My daughter properly chastised me yesterday as not being enthused about Christmas this year. I had a half decorated tree and no presents under it. She might have been getting a little concerned. ;)

Just before lunch I put up the remaining ornaments, hung the stockings and put candles in the windows while she wrapped a couple of gifts. Later I took her to play with her cousins for an hour so I could work on wrapping what I had purchased. Now it looks ready for next weekend. Though she did complain that I used the same wrapping paper on every gift. (She has higher standards than I.)

As I sit here watching that beady-eyed elf from across the room, I wonder what she will remember about this Christmas. Perhaps it will be that the elf only moves a few feet each night or that it took me forever to get decorations and gifts settled. Perhaps it will be that I bought a couple of Christmas CDs on Friday to get us in the mood or that the candlelight service next weekend at church will remind her of last year when she was baptized. Whatever it might be, I hope she remembers why we celebrate Christmas. 

Luke 1:30-33 Then the Angel said to her, "Do not be afraid, Mary, for you had found favor with God. And behold, you will conceive in your womb and bring forth a Son, and shall call His name Jesus. He will be great, and will be called the Son of the Highest; and the Lord God will give Him the throne of His father David. And He will reign over the house of Jacob forever, and of His kingdom there will be no end."

Time Well Spent

These last few days have been busy, but enjoyable. On Friday I helped my best friend celebrate a milestone birthday. Later that night I stood in the frigid air to hear my daughter's 5th grade class sing Christmas carols at an outdoor tree lighting event.

Today after church, my daughter and I went to a Christmas family day at the History Center. I stood nearby while she made a snowflake and corn husk doll. We also had our photo made with Santa. Later I helped my son study for a Trig test and go over his history project. 

Romans 12:10 Be kindly affectionate to one another with brotherly love, in honor giving preference to one another;

And suddenly my weekend has come to an end. I could have been selfish and spent more time doing my favorite things, but I got so much more out of spending my time with friends and family.

What a Mess

Where did this week go? Why is the house such a mess? Why are there still no ornaments on the tree? Why is it Sunday evening and I'm just now getting to my blogpost?

I have no answers other than, it's been a busy, busy week. Going back to work after a week off is just playing catch up on emails and trying to adjust to being at work. Tuesday found me driving to Atlanta at 6 am for a Federal Training Conference, then arriving back home at 5:30 pm. Wednesday was work, church and helping with homework. Thursday was another 6 am trip to Atlanta. Thankfully we were home early enough to still see daylight, but I was too tired to enjoy it. Friday was a regular day of work and an evening just chilling out. Saturday was back at work for registration, home with lots of laundry and helping my son write lyrics to a song about the Liberty Party. (It's set to the tune of Born in the USA.) Sunday dawned cold and rainy. Church was good and I had great plans of tackling the kitchen, but my daughter had to work on a history project, then my son did as well. In between suggestions for his essay, I'm trying to write my thoughts for the past week.

Today I'll go to bed once again with a messy house and little hope that we will do anything other than eat out most of this week. I am hopeful they won't remember the messy house, but rather that I was there for them and helped them when they needed it. For now, I'll just make this my prayer for the week.

Psalm 30:10 Hear, O Lord, and have mercy on me; Lord, be my helper!

Stay-cation II

I took off this week since my kids were out of school. It was another busy stay-cation since I worked on painting and cleaning my son's room. I was simple amazed at the number of holes and nicks in his walls. It took hours to fill them and sand it down. Actual painting didn't begin until Wednesday. I shied away from working too much on Thursday to cook, eat and go for a short hike. I did pick up a brush and start on the trim that evening.

Friday, I was planning to finish the room, but my 10-year-old wanted to experience Black Friday shopping. Almost 4 hours later and a little poorer, we returned home. My son declared that I must help him with a History project. He read info to me for hours while I painted the trim in his room and offered suggestions on his project. 

Saturday was the day to touch up any painting mishaps, rehang the curtain rod and closet shelf, and clean the carpet in that room. Just after lunchtime I was bringing up the Christmas tree from downstairs. I got it assembled by 2:30 then quickly got ready to go to Six Flags for "Christmas in the Park". My daughter had never been, so we decided to just take it easy and let her see what it was like. The kid who tends to be afraid of roller coasters actually rode the Dahlonega Gold Mine Train twice, the second time holding her hands up. The Christmas lights were beautiful, but it was so cold! It was 60 when we got there and 46 when we left! I was ever so glad to have heated seats in my car. ;-)

Tomorrow I will return to work with the understanding that I accomplished most of what I planned to do this week. It was a great week to be home.

Proverbs 31:27 She watches over the ways of her household, and does not eat the bread of idleness.

Pain

On Thursday I received the permanent crowns on two of my molars. I was actually looking forward to it because I really dislike the plastic temporary crowns. It was 3 pm and I was ready. My dentist administered two shots. A few minutes later, he attempted to take off the temps. Nope, too sensitive. Here I must tell you that my heart has an uncomfortable reaction to epinephrine, so I have to use an alternative numbing medicine which is not as effective and doesn't last as long. Two more shots and we are in business.

However, the 30 minute procedure took 40 and the medicine started to wear off. It was the first time I've ever tried to curl up in a ball in a dental chair. With my fists in the air and my knees up, he got the crowns glued in. He apologized profusely, telling me how much he hated that drug and how the whole thing made him sweat. I just shooed him out of the room and waited for the assistant to finish so I could take some pain reliever. Before I ever left the front desk, I took 2 ibuprofen and proceeded to sit in my car for 15 minutes before driving home. Thankfully an hour later the pain was gone.

It's during times of pain that I think about the promises of heaven. 

Revelation 21:4 And God will wipe away every tear from their eyes; there shall be no more death, nor sorrow, nor crying. There will be no more pain, for the former things have passed away.

An Art-Full Day

I had an art-filled day on Saturday. First, I took my daughter to the Gainesville Theatre Alliance presentation of "Beauty and the Beast." It was magnificent! We both had a wonderful time watching the beautiful story, with amazing costumes and songs. What talent these young people have!

Later, my son informed me that 'we' had to work on a 3D unit circle as an extra credit project. Uh, ok. We headed to the craft room and 3 hours later, we had a large cardboard circle covered in purple fabric, with sticks and beads for the necessary angles. My son learned how to use a hot glue gun and I got to spend some fun time creating something with him.

Ecclesiastes 9-11a What profit has the worker from that which he labors? I have seen the God-given task with which the sons of men are to be occupied. He has made everything beautiful in its time. 

Whether Fine Arts or arts and crafts, God has made everything beautiful!

Too Much

I woke up early this morning because the time changed on Sunday. I began last weekend with a bad cold and the last seven days have been almost too much for me. I felt like I was in a race and didn't win. Here's a rundown of events.

Monday: worst day of the cold, attended a Board meeting out of town, trick-or-treating for an hour+

Tuesday: dental appointment for two crowns, pain medication was a must

Wednesday: returned to work and had 6 meetings, a record for me

Thursday: drove to Macon for a state meeting, 5 hours on the road

Friday: catching up at work, was notified we will have a federal program review in December, and took my 10-year-old to her school's fall festival 

Saturday: cleaned house, helped her research volcanoes for a project due Friday 

Sunday: church, laundry, volcano project, groceries, helped son with Trig, special communion service

What I didn't get done that I need to do this week: decide on insurance coverage for next year, make sure she finishes the volcano project, work on more trig identities with my son, work on an application for my daughter to attend a charter middle school and finish this post. 

It's all too much, but God has us in this time and place for a reason. I want to look beyond the busy-ness and seek a better way.

James 4:7-8,10 Therfore submit to God. Resist the devil and he will flee from you. Draw near to God and He will draw near to you. Cleanse your hands, you sinners; and purify your hearts, you double-minded. Humble yourselves in the sight of the Lord and He will lift you up.

A New Driver

My son turned 16 on the 17th, but because of school and the cross country schedule, we had to postpone the road test a week. He finished his online driver education course on Tuesday and we were scheduled for the test on Wednesday at 4:40 pm. I picked him up from school and he wanted to practice backing into a parking space, so off to Kohl's we went. After a couple of successes, we headed to the DMV. We arrived early and waited. And waited. And waited. Forty minutes after the appointment, he took the road test and passed. However, we couldn't get the license because the administrators of the online course had not emailed the completion certificate. They said we should see it in 24-48 hours. We were frustrated, but planned to return on Friday.

Hebrews 11:1 Now faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen.

This may be a strange verse to attach to this situation, but we believed what they told us was true. We had faith that this certificate would be sent, we even planned the return trip to the DMV based on their assurance. 

On Friday afternoon he had still not received the certificate. We were beginning to lose hope that we would be successful that day. I called the company and finally talked to a person. It seems that they had his birth date wrong and nothing was matching up. We corrected that date and they said they would email the certificate in another 24-48 hours. Time out! We had already waited 60 hours, so I begged, I pleaded, I told them how crushed he would be. It worked! She talked to her supervisor who said she would mail it that afternoon. He sent a message at 3 pm telling me he had it. I picked him up from school and headed back to the DMV. Friday afternoon around 5 pm, he became a licensed driver. 

I'm glad God doesn't get our birthdate wrong. He knows who we are, where we are and what we need to do.

Fall has Arrived

After a record breaking 91 degrees last Wednesday, I was beginning to wonder if fall would arrive. It snuck in on Friday with high winds and cool temperatures in the 60s. It's hard for me to adjust to the changes, so I end up wearing multiple layers and scarves - constantly adjusting my clothing. It's cool outside, but the car has heated up in the sun. I enter a building that still has on the air or is so hot you just can't breathe. I've been told that my happy temperature range only covers about 5 degrees, and I'm beginning to believe it.

Currently it's 60 outside and I'm siting in my lounge chair in sweats, under a blanket, with a nose that feels like a Popsicle. In a few hours I'm going to drag myself out on a bike ride because I know it will warm me up and I'll feel better. However, the lazy me just wants to stays wrapped in my little cocoon.

Proverbs 13:4 The soul of a lazy man desires, and has nothing; but the soul of the diligent shall be made rich.

I choose not to be lazy today. I will go out and enjoy this beautiful fall day!

Stay-cation

I took a week off from work because my kids were off on Monday, I needed a break from the every day grind, and I didn't want to lose any vacation days this year. Each day I wrote a post on Facebook listing what I considered my adventures for the day. I posted photos of my dad on an old tractor, me on a newer tractor, my kid's projects and accomplishments (National Honors Society, bike rides, a 5K) and a Jamie Grace concert.

Looking back, I feel like I accomplished quite a bit around the house, got some errands done and was able to spend a whole lot more time with my kids. I even cooked - actual sit down meals! It was amazing how much I felt like going the extra mile because I had the time to plan and the energy to get it done. The days flew by, but it was a joyful week of staying home and spending time with my family.

Ecclesiastes 5:20 For he will not dwell unduly on the days of his life, because God keeps him busy with the joy of his heart.

Hurricane Matthew

For the past few days I've been following reports on the destruction caused by Hurricane Matthew. From 100s of lives lost in Haiti to intense flooding in North Carolina, the storm is packing quite a punch.  This morning I was watching what my cousin had posted from Cape Hatteras. Her house was surrounded by almost 5 feet of water. The sound behind the island and the ocean had come together, leaving no ground without flood waters. The winds were incredible. Snakes and sea life were swimming around. It was scary to me, even if she seems to take it in stride.

I was thankful that I was not close to this storm, but we all have some kind of storms in our lives. It could be from sickness, unrest at work, relationship problems, parenting issues, etc. There's always something - external or internal, but there's always a way to find calm in the midst of any storm.

Psalm 107:28-30 Then they cry out to the Lord in their trouble, and he brings them out of their distresses, He calms the storm, so that its waves are still. Then they are glad because they are quiet; so He guides them to their desired have.

Just Do It

After a very busy week at work, Saturday dawned with me feeling drained. I sat in a chair reading, getting up occasionally to do laundry. However, I had promised to go on a bike ride and I was determined to do it.

We finally started on the new (at least to us) bike path around 3 pm. We had no map, no idea which paths to take, just one person's vague recollection of "There's a lake around here somewhere." They said it had to be "this way." Blindly trusting them we topped a hill and headed down, and down, and down. We pretty much rode the brakes for about 10 minutes. My only thought was, "How in the world am I ever going to make it back up this mountain?"

We found the lake with a great bike path. (We also found there were other parking areas that didn't involve the gigantic hill.) After a couple laps around the lake we took the path that I dreaded so much. I learned a lot about my bike gears and that I can peddle just enough to keep my bike upright and still go up those inclines. I did stop a couple times for air and to wait on others. At last, we reached the top of the hill!

Psalm 8:1-2 Does not wisdom cry out, and understanding lift up hear voices? She takes her stand on the top of the high hill,beside the way where the paths meet.

I was ever so happy to see the parking lot and finish the ride. I got up this morning feeling better than I had all week. It was a challenge that I wouldn't mind trying again.  Can I make it up that hill without stopping? Apparently I can be rather competitive wth myself.

The Changing Season

According to the calendar, we have entered the season of Autumn. According to the weather, we might as well call it summer because we are still having temperatures above 90 degrees. It's been a long, hot, dry summer. I didn't realize how bad it was until I cut grass last week and it felt as if I had just plowed a field. If I hadn't worn a mask, I would have inhaled a truckload of dirt. ;)  I even had part of a cactus die. Now that's dry!

I've heard that it is supposed to cool off in the next few days. Everyone seems ready. I have high hopes that we will have a mild fall. Wouldn't that be wonderful? Nights in the high 50s and days in the high 70s would be my choice.

We are also coming up on a presidential election season that has many choosing sides. Social media is covered with the pros and cons of each candidate. It's almost overwhelming until you think about Who is really in control.

Daniel 2:21 And He changes the times and the seasons; He removes kings and raises up kings; He gives wisdom to the wise and knowledge to those who have understanding.

As we enter these new seasons, I pray for God to grant wisdom and knowledge. He knows just what we need.

Competing with Me

I spent most of last week in Augusta at a conference. I was presenting a session, but I found there were very few other sessions that would help me at work. Fortunately I had looked at the agenda and planned ahead. I decided it would be a great opportunity to study. 

I'm one of those people who mostly leaves work at work, at least physically. I might ponder something while I'm away, but I don't spend time at home on tasks from work. Over the past year I've been putting in some extra effort to study and get credentials in a variety of financial aid topics. I had already completed five, but had three more waiting on me since May. I took the materials with me and when I had the chance, I would study. I was able to study for and pass two more of the exams. Yay!

I had more than one person ask why I was taking the exams. There are a few reasons: it looks good on my yearly list of accomplishments at work; it shows others in my office that I am willing to study and learn; and there is always that feeling of accomplishment when I pass one of these exams. But I do realize that it is fleeting. 

I Corinthians 9:25 And everyone who competes for the prize is temperate in all things. Now they do it to obtain a perishable crown, but we for an imperishable crown.

Thankfully because of grace we don't have to work for that imperishable crown, but strive to follow in Jesus' footsteps. 

Just Breathe

I took a break last weekend and spent it with some of my family in Pigeon Forge. I came back to no groceries, a messy house, a yard needing mowing and lots of laundry. My son helped me with the lawn mowing. I managed to pick up some items for my daughter's lunches and did some laundry, but Saturday came with a repeat of no groceries, a messy house a yard needing mowing, and lots of laundry. What do you think I did?

I took a bike ride and went to a Praise Festival. It was my first opportunity to ride my bike in 2 months. The weather was perfect on Saturday morning! That afternoon I drove to Blairsville to an annual Praise Festival to hear my nephew's worship band perform. It was awesome. So happy he's invested his talent in such an inspiring way. He sang my current favorite Christian song "Breathe" by  Jonny Diaz.

Psalm 150:6 Let everything that has breath praise the Lord. Praise the Lord!

I returned home and mowed enough of the lawn to get by for another week. I may not have accomplished much in the way of keeping house, but I got exercise, great scenery, fantastic music and a day I will long remember. I gave myself permission to stop and just breathe.

The First Week

This was the first week of school at the college. It came with lots of people and a whole different strategy for getting through the workday. You must arrive early to get a parking spot near your building. You must decide if going out to lunch is worth the risk of having to park much further away when you return. If you decide to eat in the cafeteria, you must time it around class release or be standing in line for most of your lunch break. You must also plan your departure time around class schedules or risk sitting in a car line for 10 minutes while trying to get off the campus.

We made it through the first week. Whew! The weekend had arrived. Oh wait. I volunteered to help with the school's Starlight Concert & Fireworks on Saturday evening. I loaded up the child and headed out in the 90 degree heat at 4:45 pm to help sell glow sticks for a couple of hours. We were under a tent, but oh my it was hot! Over a two hour period I sold nothing. Nada. Zip.

Finally with my duties over, we met up with friends and claimed a grassy spot in the shade to wait for the evening entertainment. We sat around eating BBQ and listening to music. The kids and some adults danced around to various songs. It relaxing and nice to just chill out after a long first week. The fireworks show topped off the night and helped make a good memory to look back on.

Ecclesiastes 8:15 So I commended enjoyment, because a man has nothing better under the sun than to eat, drink, and be merry; for this will remain in him in his labor all the days of his life which God gives him under the sun."

Mowing Grass

After so much rain last week my yard, my parents' yard and the field behind us were all overgrown and in desperate need of mowing. Friday evening a nearby storm dropped the temperature to a comfortable level, so I decided to mow my lawn that night instead of rising early Saturday to beat the heat. I saw that my Dad had the same idea. I jumped on my mower and after about 30 minutes I heard a rather unfortunate sound emanating from my mower deck. I did what any grown person would do, turned off the blades and took it to my Dad to find out what was wrong.

With only about 1/3 of my yard mowed, I began looking for a new belt by calling service departments  early Saturday morning. It had to be ordered, so Dad offered to finish mowing my yard while I finished his job - mowing the back field - on his tractor - with the bush hog. Oh what fun! It was so nice to spend the time doing something new. 

Psalm 72:6 He shall come down like rain upon grass before mowing, like showers that water the earth. 

I don't think I'd ever thought of people mowing grass in Bible times. I'm sure I would not have liked it much without the tractor.

The Concert

It's been a long, tough July and August at work. Each year I think it will be better, but I'm usually not surprised when the chaos takes over just before school begins. I could feel the stress building and I needed something different to break it up.

I rarely go out for entertainment. I just don't enjoy crowds or spending lots of money to see a movie. I prefer to stay at home or travel to a beach or creek and read. However, I have been known to splurge for a Brad Paisley concert and I did exactly that this week. It had been at least 5 years since I attended the last concert, so I was curious to see if it was as enjoyable for me.

A friend from work went with me to a very nice amphitheater. Our seats were about 8 rows back. The first opening act was good, but I didn't like the second one. Finally, the 'real' concert began. As always, it was highly entertaining. Brad Paisley doesn't just stand and sing, he has the entire show choreographed with video. It's almost like watching a movie that changes every 3 minutes. After an hour and a half, he briefly left the stage then returned for a finale and said good night. 

An hour later I was home and utterly exhausted. When I went to work the next morning, I realized something: I don't do well on only 5 hours of sleep anymore. Regardless, it was fun and a nice break.

Ecclesiastes 3:4 A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn and a time to dance.

Back to School

I blinked and my kids have started back to school. It's been only 10 weeks since they finished the school year, 71 days to be exact. Where did the summer go? Where are the days when I only had to make sure that I was up on time? When I didn't have to pack a lunch for school? When I could drop the younger child off at her Grammy and Pop's house in her PJs? When I didn't have to monitor homework? When I could come straight home after work without needing to pick up a child? When bedtime was not always strictly enforced? 

After that brief hiatus, life has returned to normal. She's a 5th grader and he's a 10th grader. She'll enjoy her last year in elementary school and he'll be getting his license. I'm not ready! Seeing my angst, a friend of mine suggested I read the book, "The Power of a Praying Parent" by Stormie Omartian. The first verse printed in the book is a keeper.

Lamentations 2:19 b-c Pour out your heart like water before the face of the Lord. Lift your hands toward Him for the life of your young children.

Sounds like a good plan. 

Not Exactly What I Planned

On Friday I was to be alone at home for 24 hours, so I planned to work on my son's room. It's a room that my 10-year-old considers her personal Island of Misfit Toys. When she cleans her room and the closet floor is already covered, she dumps her currently unused items in the doorway of his room. Cleaning out his room - that was the plan.

I arrived home at 2:30 p.m. ready to tackle the job. Then I saw them. Ants! Covering every kitchen counter, inside several cabinets and the dishwasher. Ugh! I spent 30 minutes trying to find their trail and what they were after. The prime suspect was a bottle of pancake syrup, in which they somehow crawled into the lid. I sprayed, scrubbed and cleaned. 

When I got to the sink, I decided I needed to replace the washers on the dripping faucet, which I had put off for quite a while. Turning off the water started a leak under the cabinet. Repairs came the next day when my Dad cut the pipe and replaced the valve. (He hates plumbing, but knows what to do. Yay Daddy!) By Sunday I was really tired of finding ants. I sprayed, scrubbed and cleaned again. Now I've set out ant bait. I do hope this is over.

Proverbs 6:6-8 Go to the ant, you sluggard! Consider her ways and be wise, which, having no captain, overseer or ruler, provides her supplies in the summer, and gathers her food in the harvest.

Perhaps next weekend, I can really be like an ant, instead of fighting them.

Summer's Last Hurrah

As of Friday there were 2 weeks of summer vacation left for my child. This past week, she seemed to cram in everything possible. Even with me working, she managed to get 7 other adults involved in her last hurrah for summer.

My mom took her shopping for school supplies and shoes. My best friend let her volunteer at the History Center with her, as well as treat her to a movie. My mom, along with her cousin and granddaughters, have taken her to target practice at Bass Pro, painting at the library and skating. She had a sleepover mid week with one friend and just yesterday attended a dance recital and had a sleepover with another friend. Today she's at another movie.

I remember those days when summer seemed so long and boring, but suddenly it was time to return to school and you just didn't want to give summer up. This is her time to embrace it so she can feed off the good memories as her summer comes to a close.

Ecclesiastes 3:5b A time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing; 

I think I need to take some notes from her about embracing each day. Summer is too short and life is too short to let it just slip away. 

Healthy Goals

On a typical weekday, I work 8 1/2 to 9 hours, pick up take out for both lunch and dinner, and sit in my lounge chair each evening to read until it's time for bed. I'm like a sloth. I want to physically feel better. I need to exercise, eat better and increase my energy. I need a plan.

I want to ride my bike a few times each month, working up to at least weekly. I'm going to look for a bike rack to transport my bike for those rides. I want to eat out less often, so I sat down with my 10-year-old and planned out a menu for the upcoming week.

I've spent this past week researching and I've decided to try some natural supplements designed to maintain a good weight, good health and increase energy. They are plant-based and I'm hopeful that a return to natural foods and herbs will help me reach my health goals.

Hebrews 6:7 For the earth which drinks in the rains that often comes upon it, and bears herbs useful for those by whom it is cultivated, receives blessing from God;

I'm afraid that I'll get lazy and give up, so I'm writing about it here and I've posted my plan on Facebook. I'm hoping that this public accountability and even having others on the same journey will help me reach my goal. I'll keep you updated.

On my Summer Vacation I...

On my summer vacation I went to Jekyll Island. It had been 16 years since my last visit and it changed quite a bit, yet very little. There were more hotels, more shops, a conference center, a putt-putt course, a water park and 20 miles of biking/walking trails. But, somehow it was still quiet and peaceful.

We drove down on July 4th and saw both a distant storm and fireworks on the beach. We took our new bikes and rode for miles each day, around 25 miles in 3 days. The bike trails took us along  ocean views, through swamps and under Spanish moss hanging so low from the trees you could touch it. We walked on the beach, played in the pool and found a really fabulous restaurant (Driftwood Bistro). We played Pictionary one evening while a thunderstorm rolled by. We laughed at silly stuff, took photos of ourselves sitting in giant Adirondack chairs and walked through a maze of driftwood on the north end of the island. 

Isaiah 28:12a To whom He said, "This is the rest with which you may cause the weary to rest," and, "This is the refreshing";

It was relaxing and fun. It was the good, non-work-related vacation that I desperately needed.

America turns 240

July 4th, the birthday of our homeland, Independence Day, freedom. It seems fragile until you acknowledge Who holds the future.

Psalm 33:12 Blessed is the nation whose God is the Lord, the people He has chosen as His own inheritance. 

If He is our Lord, God will bless the USA. It's not just a song, it's an action reciprocated by putting God first.

Exercise

I need to exercise. My doctor tells me that every year. I ask when, he's says 6 a.m. and I say no way. I've tried water aerobics, Zumba, swimming and walking. I may stick with something for a while, but I get bored or frustrated and give up. Still I search for something that a basically unmotivated non-athletic person can do. 

A few weeks ago I got to thinking about my childhood and what I did to be active. I wasn't involved in sports, cheerleading or even scouts. I was an inside kid who liked to watch all of the old shows on TBS. I would read, sew, and crochet, sitting most of the time. The only exception was when my parents took us camping. It was there that I would ride my bicycle for hours. I really liked to ride, hmm.

Two weeks ago I purchased a mountain bike and yesterday was my innaugural ride. I took it easy on a concrete trail, learning how to change gears and getting used to hand brakes. (Yes, it's been that long since I had a bike!) The 3-4 mile ride was fun and I felt good for doing it. Today I'm only slightly sore from the skinny seat, but I'll be fine. I'm actually looking forward to the next ride, maybe exploring some different trails. 

I Timothy 4:8 For bodily exercise profits a little, but godliness is profitable for all things, having promise of the life that now is and of that which is to come.

The Bible says bodily exercise profits a little and for me that is better than not at all, so I'm going to make a real attempt to get healthier. Happy (bike) trails!

Known by Their Deeds

Four years ago, as a first grader, my daughter began attending an after school program at a local karate studio. Every day they picked her up from school, offered a snack, helped with homework and provided a one hour karate lesson. She went through phases of loving it and hating it. Most of the time, I gave her no choice except to go. She stayed, she pushed, she persevered. This week my 10-year-old was awarded the rank of First Degree Black Belt. WOW!

Also this week, my 15-year-old attended a one week Air Force JROTC Southeastern Region SLS Basic Training Camp at Mercer University. He left Monday and returned Saturday, spending the week training, learning and surviving. He said he hated it while he was doing it, but loved it when it was over. There were 8 flights of cadets, with about 17 cadets per flight (group). He came home with 6 individual trophies from his flight: Superior Basic Flight Leader, Outstanding Flight Cadet, Flight Regulation Drill, Flight Academic Achievement, Flight Personal Inspection and Flight Room Inspection. Another WOW!

Proverbs 20:11 Even a child is known by his deeds, whether what he does is pure and right. 

I am so amazed at all they have accomplished this week. The icing on the cake was having them sit on each side of me today a church.

PB & J

Thursday after work, I picked up my 10-year-old and headed to the library. I needed to renew my expired card and she wanted to check out a new book. We spent some time searching for something that might entertain her for a few hours. After her selection, I looked around for a book I might like. As she stood on a step stool beside me, she gave me a big hug and said, "We're like peanut butter and jelly, and I'm the jelly!"

I just had to laugh! It always amazes me what kids can say. We are definitely a team and she views herself as the sweet one that sticks to me like glue.

Proverbs 16:24 Pleasant words are like a honeycomb, Sweetness to the soul and health to the bones.

Yes, we have our squabbles and can get really aggravated with each other, but she's my baby and makes life fun.

Endings

I've spent the last 5 years on the board of our financial aid state association. I'm completing my year as past president and the finality of it all is bittersweet. I will miss the close connection to what's happening with the group, but I am ready for a break.

Last week we had our conference in Savannah, where I seemed to have more tasks than time to do them. I didn't get to attend very many informational sessions, but participated in each general session and event that was planned. One night I did break away for dinner to visit my high school friend who lived in the area. It was fun seeing her new house, but I had to ask her to take me to the store to buy a last minute item for the conference. On the last night, I had to send my dinner order with my friends so I could take care of association business. I arrived not long before we were served. I spent a few minutes running to Riverstreet Sweets for some peanut brittle before rushing back for the next event. I was up until midnight each night preparing for the next day, so I was relieved to know that Friday night I would be home and could sleep. As I drove home exhausted, I reminded myself that the next year wouldn't be so frantic. 

When I began this journey I had no clue what it was like to be on a governing board. I listened, learned, contributed, and eventually guided the board. It's time to pass the torch and let others lead. However after doing this five years, I have a feeling that over the next year I'll think something is missing. 

Ecclesiastes 7:8 The end of a thing is better than its beginning; the patient in spirit is better than the proud in spirit.

Hurt Feelings

I was upset with my son this week for being rather rude to me in front of his friends. My daughter witnessed it and as we talked, I told her that he hurt my feelings. She patted me on the shoulder and said, "I'd never do that to you." I smiled sadly and explained how I had seen her hurt her dad's feelings. She didn't say anything.

As I journeyed through my days, I told my friends what happened - fussed about it really. A week later I'm still a little upset, but not about the hurt. It's more about how to repair the relationship. I think we are all guilty of hurting someone we love. It's hard to be the 'hurter' because you need to realize you caused pain and apologize. It's hard to be the one hurt, because you need them to acknowledge that what they did was wrong and you just really want things to be right again. 

Proverbs 15:13 A merry heart makes a cheerful countenance, but by sorrow of the heart the spirit is broken. 

I'm praying for a merry heart again. 

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Sunshine and Roses - Not

Last week was almost more stressful than I could stand. Everything regarding work seemed to be one disaster after another and life at home proved to be difficult as well. Each day I arose thinking it would be better than the day before, but a new challenge would present itself. I sent a text message to my best friend on Thursday about having a rough week and that I guessed I was due. She texted back, "TRUE" and I laughed.

James 1:2-3 My brethren, count it all joy when you fall into various trials, knowing that the testing of your faith produces patience.

We all know that life isn't always sunshine and roses. It's just hard not to let yourself feel overwhelmed when it pounds on you day after day. However, I didn't give up. I kept working on my problems, plugging away in search of solutions. After 4 days of high stress, I finally started to feel that something began to turn by midday Friday. I was able to finish the work week on a positive note and was so thankful to have a two day break to unwind. 

Frenzied Friday

Did you ever have a day with too many things scheduled, all of which are beyond your control? That happened to me on Friday the 13th. At 7:30 I delivered my child, a table and other stuff for a school group fundraiser. Thirty minutes later the set up was complete and I headed to work. I was on a morning deadline to get over 1400 letters stuffed, sealed and mailed. With the help of several in my office, we made it before we had to leave at 10:15 for a staff gathering and picnic. I was back in the office at 12:30 trying to get some reports finished. I returned to my child's school at 1:30 to collect the table and was back at work by 2. After working a while longer, I traveled to the karate studio at 4:30 for my child's belt advancement test. After the successful test, we headed for supper at 6:30. By 7:45 we arrived at our county's American Cancer Society Relay for Life event. I walked the 8:30-10 shift and stayed another hour for the tribute video. I arrived home just after 11. 

Ecclesiastes 5:19-20 As for every man to whom God has given riches and wealth, and given him power to eat of it, to receive his heritage and rejoice in his labor - this is the gift of God. For he will not dwell unduly on the days of his life, because God keeps him busy with the joy of his heart.

Even though Friday was packed, there was great joy in each event. I would not have changed a single thing, except maybe sending out the letters. ;-)

Downs and Ups

On Tuesday we received final word that the AF JROTC HQ would stand by their decision to deactivate my son's unit. I was probably the last person holding onto my hope, so it probably hit me harder than those who had already accepted it. 

On Thursday my daughter was feeling poorly, but was determined not to miss school because of perfect attendance. After taking her to school twice and her staying long enough to count, I brought her home and realized she had a tummy bug. She was a trooper and was better by midnight. 

I'm convinced that God had all of this planned because my son has already joined the local Civil a Air Patrol and being at home with my daughter, I had the time to study and take a credential exam for work that I had been putting off. 

Even after a week with some unhappy moments and some unexpectedly cold temperatures, today dawned warm and bright. I was able to sit in church, sandwiched between my kids, and listen to a great message from our pastor. They even let me take a photo with them for Mother's Day! 💜

Psalm 30:5 For His anger is but for a moment, His favor is for life; Weeping may endure for a night, but joy comes in the morning.

My Son's Big Year

Last year my 14-year old son chose to switch to an unknown school so that he could join the Air Force Junior Reserve Officer Training Corps (JROTC). He had been talking about wanting to become a pilot, so I wasn't very surprised about his decision. As a freshman cadet, he jumped in with both feet. On the second day of school, he began staying 3 afternoons a week to practice drill (marching on commands). He went to monthly Saturday drill meets and supported the team, until he was placed on the team in the spring. He did community service with the group and on his own. He became close friends with cadets ranging from freshmen to seniors. He pushed his body and mind more than I'd ever seen him do. His efforts reminded me of this verse.

Romans 5:3-4 And not only that, but we also glory in tribulations, knowing that tribulation produces perseverance; and perseverance, character; and character, hope. 

He was by no means a perfect cadet. Now 15, he's still learning how to prioritize but he always perseveres. I can tell you that his hard work was recognized Friday night at the FBHS AFJROTC Awards program. He Lettered in JROTC and received the Patriotic Flag Ribbon (flag detail), Activities Ribbon, Drill Team Ribbon, and Longevity Ribbon. Best of all, he received the honor of Freshman Cadet of the Year!

We still don't know if the JROTC program will be saved from closure, but he's already got a plan in place to continue working toward his goal of attending the Air Force Academy. He joined the Civil Air Patrol a few weeks ago. He's one very determined young man.

Denver Conference Time

After sending my son back home and sleeping 9 hours, I finally got past the stress of dealing with the Colorado snow storm. I was settled in a nice room and ready for the conference to begin. This was a rather large international conference with over 8000 people and 400 sessions, but I didn't feel overwhelmed because I was able to connect with people I knew from GA, AL and TN.

The Keynote speakers over the next three days ranged from educators to Earvin "Magic" Johnson to a couple of Australian explorers named Cas and Jonesy. It was quite a show and I also got to attend many sessions with good ideas that will improve some our work processes.

On the last night in Denver, we were invited to attend a private rodeo, the highlight of which was the young trick riders who rode horses while doing various gymnastic feats. Overall, it was a very good trip, but after 7 days I was oh so happy to get home at 12:50 am on Thursday morning. The next 8 hours of sleep were heavenly.

Psalm 24:33 A little sleep, a little slumber, A little folding of the hands to rest;

Mountain Adventure

My son and I got up at 2:30 am last Thursday and took a 6 am flight to Denver, Colorado. It was blue, beautiful and 74 degrees. We drove to Colorado Springs and took a three hour tour of the Air Force Academy (his dream college). We saw the chapel, dorms, classrooms and heard about basic training, parachuting, flying gliders, and what a cadet's life is like. He was still fired up about it, so we will be seeking an appointment in a few years.

The next morning, we were tourists and drove up as far as we could on Pikes Peak. We got to around 13,500 feet. It was 28 degrees with snow all around. I got a photo of him knee deep in the snow. The day was sunny, so we took a stroll through The Garden of the Gods, a park with many unusual towering rock formation, most of them red. Next we headed to the Broadmoor Seven Falls which cascades down a 1,250 foot box canyon. We walked up 224 steps to the top. It was quite a journey for me since I rarely do more than take a walk to and from my car.

I spent the evening rearranging his flight home, as well as hotels because Colorado was in for a winter storm the next day. We left Colorado Springs at 9 am Saturday heading to Denver. There was already 3-4 inches of snow on the car and winds were 25-30 mph. I drove up the interstate for 60 miles with about 15 miles of white-knuckle driving - when it was so white I couldn't see the car tracks in front of me, much less the lane marks. Thankfully we made it downtown in just under 2 hours. I checked into my new hotel and after a couple of hours, we headed to the airport. We were so afraid the flight would be cancelled, but it flew out on time as my son headed home.

That was a relief, but it was still two hours before I got back to the hotel. I had to return the rental car, shuttle back to the airport and taxi back to downtown.  It doesn't sound too difficult, but driving from the airport to the rental place was confusing in the snow with some signs covered in the white stuff. I took a wrong turn and was lost in a snowstorm. Fortunately a DOT truck was behind me. I flagged him down and explained my predicament. He smiled and said, "Just follow me." My prayers were answered as he lead me to the rental place.

Back at the hotel, my son called to tell me he landed in Atlanta. It was a relief to hear from him and to finish the day. What a fabulous adventure we had with God protecting us every step of the way.

Psalm 36:6 Your righteousness is like the great mountains; Your judgments are a great deep; O Lord, You preserve man and beast.

Sea Creatures

Spring Break plus a bored child equals find something to do. That something turned out to be a trip to the Georgia Aquarium with friends. It had been 10+ years since my last visit, so the admission price was quite a shock. However I soon discovered that many improvements had been made and I was thrilled with the result. Highlights included a dolphin show, a sea lion show and a 4D short movie.

Aside from the dolphins and sea lions, there were beluga whales, penguins, whale sharks, manta rays, stingrays, eels, turtles, exotic fish, jellyfish and the list goes on and on. Each one was unique and fascinating to see. The sea creatures were a reminder of the amazing abilities that God used to give us this wonderful world.

Genesis 1:21 So God created great sea creatures and every living thing that moves, with which the waters abounded, according to their kind, and every winged bird according to its kind. And God saw that it was good.

And I saw that it was good. It was a great day spent rediscovering God's sea creatures and making great memories with my daughter.

Miracles and God's Will - Part 2

We began the week in full recruitment mode to save my son's JROTC program at the high school. I spent several hours Monday evening helping to draft a letter for parents describing the benefits of the program. On Tuesday, my son and two other cadets visited the middle school and had 52 8th graders sign up. It was the miracle we had prayed for! The size of the group had increased from 73 to 125 and they were told the program could continue with 100. My son was ecstatic! Everyone was amazed and thrilled. Recruiting continued as letters were passed out to parents in the car rider lines and there was even more interest. It looked so promising. However...

The parents received an email on Friday indicating that the high school was notified of a decision by the Air Force to deactivate the unit. The administration said it was final. Our hopes were crushed and I was furious. The principal gave the cadets one week to increase enrollment, they surpassed the mark, then the administration let them down by not fighting for the program.

Ephesians 4:25-27 Therefore, putting away lying, "Let each one of you speak truth with his neighbor," for we are members of one another. "Be angry, and do not sin": do not let the sun go down on your wrath, nor give place to the devil.

These verses describe my Friday evening so well. I felt that we were lied to about saving the program. I was angry but I didn't go into Mama Bear mode. I took a very long walk and put a lot of thought into voicing my displeasure in the treatment of our students. I spent hours Friday night writing to the school board and superintendent asking why this happened. I was not rude, but I did ask some questions about how this was handled. I finished the emails just before midnight and went to sleep.

It hurts so much that the students were lead to believe that the school wanted to keep the program, but the school failed to hold up their end of the bargain. It's definitely a lesson in how the world treats you. But we saw our students' efforts and they saw their parents' efforts. Together we made a great team and never gave up. We are all disappointed, but the students  saw first hand how to fight for somethings you believe in.

Miracles and God's Will

My stress level skyrocketed this week when on Monday parents and cadets were told that without enough students enrolled, the Air Force was planning the shut down the JROTC program at our high school. My son specifically chose this school because of this program and the news is devastating. We scrambled all week trying to find ways to save the program. We contacted the school board, legislative leaders and the local media. On Friday we were told that the school would give us one week to recruit enough students to get 100+ in the program. As of last week, our number was 73.

I think about my son and how much time and effort he has poured into his first year in JROTC. It's been astounding to see the changes and growth in him, so much that other people have commented about it. I want the program to continue for him and to see other students experience the positive influences, especially when they are so often surrounded by the negativity that the world seems to offer. 

The cadets are planning a trip to the middle school to try to get more incoming freshmen interested, while the booster club is creating a letter to send to the high school parents telling them about the benefits of the program. It feels like we need a miracle to keep the AF JROTC program alive. Fortunately, I believe in miracles.

Today we celebrate the greatest miracle ever witnessed - the resurrection of Jesus Christ! 

Matthew 28:6 He is not here; for He is risen, as He said. Come, see the place where the Lord lay.

Since God raised Jesus from the dead and offers us eternal life, He has more than enough power to add the necessary students to keep this program alive. If it is His will, it will happen. If not, I'll know that I did all I could to help and He has chosen for us to go in another direction.

3/14-17

As a math geek I always post something about Pi Day on my Facebook page. You remember Pi, that constant you used when figuring out the area of a circle. Anyway, Pi is often approximated as 3.14 and acknowledged on 3/14. For those fans of Julius Caesar, there is 'Beware the Ides of March' which is recognized as 3/15. Then there's St. Patrick's Day on 3/17 when we wear green, pretend to be Irish and completely forget about what St. Patrick actually did for the church. But I digress.

I told my son we had March 14th, 15th and 17th, but needed something for the 16th. He said, "How about John 3:16?" Yes! 

John 3:16 For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son, that whoever believes in Him should not perish but have everlasting life.

I was very pleased and thankful that it was the first thing that came to his mind. However, before you think that my son has it all together, shortly after that epiphany he told me he had a test the next day over a 400 page book that he neglected to read. I just sighed and wished him the best. 

Broken

On Wednesday, my mom and dad were gathering limbs and brush in their yard. Unfortunately mom tripped and landed hard on her wrist. Dad took her to the emergency room and we soon heard it was broken. One wrist bone was broken and one was splintered.  A temporary cast was put on, then a new one the next day.

Psalm 6:2 Have mercy on me, O Lord, for I am weak; O Lord, heal me, for my bones are troubled.

It's been interesting to see how my prayers for this situation have changed each day. At first, I was praying that the pain she was experiencing would cease and that it wasn't really broken. Then I was praying that the splintered bone would fuse back so that no surgery would be needed. Next I was praying for quick healing. Now I'm asking myself why I haven't prayed for instantaneous healing, so that when they X-ray it next Thursday there would be no need for another cast.

Matthew 17:20 So Jesus said to them, "Because of your unbelief; for assuredly, I say to you, if you have faith as a mustard seed, you will say to this mountain, 'Move from here to there,' and it will move; and nothing will be impossible for you.

Lord, help my unbelief.

Her Dream Came True

I've spent months reading the blog of a country singer who was able to show the world what faith in Jesus can do. ThisLifeILive.com is written by Rory Feeks. He and his wife made up the country duo Joey+Rory. I had heard of them many years ago when my Dad and Mom attended one of their small Saturday night concerts in a renovated barn on their own farm outside of Nashville. I knew they had a baby girl two years ago, then I heard that Joey was diagnosed with stage-4 cervical cancer. Treatments went well the first year, but the prognosis turned grim last summer. That's when I started ready Rory's blog.

Rory recorded their story, full of hope, love, sadness, courage and most importantly faith. Joey turned 40 years old and was not expected to live past Thanksgiving. She made the most of her time by spending it with her friends and family, by teaching her baby sign language, by planting seeds that would be ready for the garden this spring, and by recording music and stories for her daughter to listen to as she grew. She made it to Christmas, New Year's and Valentine's Day. She watched the Grammy Awards where she and her husband had been nominated for Best Country Duo/Group Performance. She was there for her daughter's 2nd birthday. Then she was gone.

Joey died on Friday, March 4th. Her husband wrote, "My wife’s greatest dream came true today. She is in Heaven.The cancer is gone, the pain has ceased and all her tears are dry. Joey is in the arms of her beloved brother Justin and using her pretty voice to sing for her Savior."

Revelation 21:4 And God will wipe away every tear from their eyes; there shall be no more death, nor sorrow, nor crying. There shall be no more pain, for the former things have passed away.

The Common Cold

The weekend after my birthday, my daughter was sick with a cold. For a 10-year-old with a stuffy nose, she thought it was worse than anything that could have happened to her. Here are a few of her questions/comments: "I can't breathe, how am I supposed to sleep?"; "Why do bad things always happen to me?"; "It's not fair! You never get sick!"; "How long will this last?"; "When will this end?"

I attempted to answer her questions, but nothing would satisfy her. Two days after her cold had run its course, I started with sniffles. Uh oh. My first thought was that I would not complain as much as my child. I worked through the first full day of my sickness by taking sinus meds and keeping away from everyone. I would have stayed out of work, but it was the day of our once per term staff meeting. I sat there with a box of tissues and drank lots of water. I think there was a lot of praying from my officemates that day with all of the 'Bless You's and them silently pleading - don't let me catch that! :)

By that evening, I was a sneezing mess. I had to cancel my Saturday plans to see my son in the state AF JROTC drill meet. (They placed fifth in three different competitions.) Instead, I stayed in bed with my tissues and read a book. As lunchtime approached, I began feeling better. 

Psalm 41:3 The Lord will strengthen him on his bed of illness; You will sustain him on his sickbed.

By taking the time to rest, my strength returned and my symptoms subsided. I'm thankful it was only a common cold. 

The Year of Jubilee

I had a milestone birthday this week. Yes, this was the big 5-0, fifth decade, 2.5 score, 1/2 century, or better yet - the 21st anniversary of my 29th birthday. I took the day off, went shopping, had lunch with my best friend and spent time with my family. It was a happy day.

There were many birthday wishes on my Facebook page, and one that stood out was from my aunt:
Happy 50th Birthday!!!  It took only 50 years to look as GOOD AS YOU DO!!! Have a WONDERFUL DAY and may 2016 be your 50th Year JUBILEE---time for FREEDOM AND CELEBRATION!!!  Love ya <3

Leviticus 25:10 And you shall consecrate the fiftieth year, and proclaim liberty throughout all the land to all its inhabitants. It shall be a Jubilee for you; and each of you shall return to his possession and each of you shall return to his family. 

As I embark on year 50, I'm reminded of how much there is to celebrate in this life that I have - where I live, what I do, and all my family and friends I have the privilege to love.

Love or Something

On Wednesday I arrived home from my conference at 6 p.m. I was greeted with a big hug from my 10-year-old, while my 15-year-old transferred all of my luggage into the house. As soon as we were in the door, I was told my help was needed for homework. I gave them various goodies that I picked up from vendors, then for the next 3 hours I was their tutor in math, social studies and spelling.

Thursday everything was back to normal: off to work and school, picking up the elder and coaching him in driving, picking up the younger, stopping at the local diner for burgers and fries, helping with math, reading and spelling homework until bedtime, saying prayers and settling down for the night. 

Proverbs 8:10-11 Receive my instruction, and not silver, And knowledge rather than choice gold; For wisdom is better than rubies, And all the things that one desires cannot be compared to her.

So in celebration of Valentine's Day, I'd just like to say that knowing my kids will ask for help and listen to (if not always follow) my instruction is the best gift I could receive. 

On the Road Again

I'm in Greensboro, NC tonight at a regional conference. I drove up yesterday and the meetings began today. In a room full of almost 500 people, it amazes me how many of them I know or at least have met. It's a great group because they really care about each other, their students and helping everyone be their best. I feel fortunate to belong to the group.

After the keynote speaker, they put the Super Bowl on a couple of enormous screens and served burgers, hot dogs, wings and more. It has to big the biggest Super Bowl party I've ever attended. I made it to halftime before I headed back to my room. 

I was watching the end of the game when I realized that I hadn't written my blog today.  (My days get so mixed up when I have to travel on the weekend and begin meetings on Sunday.) I thought about today, the meetings and the colleagues I call friends. And for the next few days, we will be actively applying this verse - by talking, sharing, and learning how to do our jobs better.

Proverbs 24:5-6 A wise man is strong, Yes, a man of knowledge increases strength; For by wise counsel you will wage your own war, And in a multitude of counselors there is safety.

Taxes

Around this time each year, I begin the task of putting together my tax return. As the various tax documents trickle in, I stuff them into a folder until I have an unexpected day off work or I decide that I'd rather work on my tax return than clean my house. (Even doing taxes ranks above cleaning my house.)

It never fails that when I work on my taxes I always think about the question that the Pharisees asked Jesus: Is it lawful to pay taxes to Caesar, or not?

Matthew 22:21b And He said to them, "Render therefore to Caesar the things that are Caesar's, and to God the things that are God's." 

I've read the verse, quoted the verse and often don't finish the verse. I get the taxes part, no problem there. But what about the end of the verse? "Render to God the things that are God's." I've often substituted the word 'pay' for 'render', but what am I paying to God?

I looked up the word render and found another definition that makes more sense to me. Render - give in acknowledgment of dependence. So here's my rephrasing of the second part of the verse.

In acknowledgment of dependence on God, give to God the things that are God's. We give to God our time and abilities because we want to say thank you to God for allowing us to depend on Him.

Tweens

Monday my baby turned 10, that age when you are not a kid but still like to play and not a teenager but wish you were. We had 5 girls join her for a Spa Party, complete with appointment cards (the teenager part). The girls changed into robes and I played a CD of relaxing music. My mom and best friend helped me out with managing the beauty stations. We each took two girls at our station. My best friend manned the avocado/yogurt facials with cucumbers for their eyes. My mom kept the foot baths going and I helped them make foam flip flops. After 1.5 hours, all of the girls had been thoroughly pampered. The other adults escaped and I set up the food.

After food, gifts and cake, it was time for manicures and pedicures. Since I was alone, I used their appointments to take the girls one at a time. We put on a movie, but they were really just all over the house. I painted 80 nails over the next 2 hours. Then it was time for me to clean up and get the room ready for a sleepover. For the next hour, the girls played hide-and-seek (the kid part). Calming them down was no easy task. By 1 a.m. everyone was finally settled, but in 3 different rooms.

As I drifted to sleep, I thought about the previous 9 hours. These were good friends and good girls. They didn't act like it was unusual to pray over supper and one even volunteered to do the honors.  They listened, they minded and there were no major disagreements. They had fun.

Psalm 144:11-12 Rescue me and deliver me from the hand of foreigners...That our daughters may be as pillars, sculptured in palace style.

My baby woke me at 6:52 a.m. to tell me she was about to turn 10. We watched the clock turn to 6:53. I gave her a hug and told her to go back to sleep. It wasn't long until the house was buzzing again.

Drill Meet

In the fall, my 15-year-old son joined the Air Force JROTC program at a nearby high school. By day two he voluntarily began the after school drill practice. He's participated in a few drill meets, even placing in one event. Yesterday I took the opportunity to attend my first drill meet.

I was clueless, but fascinated (mainly because my child was out there performing). These teenagers are in full uniform, being inspected for appearance, knowledge and precision when moving through various commands as a team. They are very serious about making a good show for the school.

There were twelve teams, three of which were from one high school with a long-standing program. Our team, in only its 3rd year, was the only team that stood in the way of a full sweep of 1st place trophies by that single school. Our group won the Armed Color Guard 1st place trophy and the top spot for the IDR, an individual contest for all cadets to test their ability to follow marching commands. Individuals on our team placed 1, 2, and 3 in IDR. My son was even in the top 10 of the 200 cadets that participated. They are going to become a great team.

My son wants to be a pilot in the U.S. Air Force. It seems like he has made a good start. He's very competitive and I can hardly wait to see how much he is able to achieve. I want him to soar, but stay grounded in Christ.

II Timothy 2 (v.1) You therefore, my son, be strong in the grace that is in Christ Jesus. (v.5) And also if anyone competes in atletics, he is not crowned unless he competes according to the rules.

Struggles Lead to Success

I made it through the first full work week since mid-December. It was tough getting up an hour earlier and actually leaving the house. It was tough getting the young one up and to school on time. It was tough getting all of our ducks in a row to begin a new semester at the college. It was tough trying to get back to a healthier diet. But there were successes to match each struggle.

I got to talk with my workmates and share stories about our time away from work. My child was never late for school. I evaluated students for HOPE Scholarsip eligibility and got to add the award to over 150 new students. I took my lunch three out of five days and gave up sweet tea all five days, before caving yesterday.

Proverbs 13:4 The soul of a lazy man desires, and has nothin; But the soul of the diligent shall be made rich.

Overall, it was a good start for the new year.

The Floor

My big project over the holidays was to put in a new floor for my utility room, closet and carport entryway. I chose a floating floor of vinyl that was laid out in planks. I purchased the supplies before Thanksgiving in hopes that Dad and I could get the project done in two days. Notice that I said 'hope'.

Day 1: pulled up the old carpet and linoleum; pulled up carpet tack strips, which left holes in the cement :(

Day 2: used cement to fill in the holes; vacuumed and swept; waited for cement to dry

Day 3: Dad and I began the installation, with Mom assisting; 4.5 hours later the closet and hallway were complete; worked a couple more hours alone to get through the utility room doorway

Day 4: Dad, Mom and I worked 4.5 more hours and completed the utility room
Day 5: rolled a 75 lb weight over the joins to seal it properly 

I Kings 6:15c and he covered the floor of the temple with planks of cypress.

Well I used vinyl instead of cypress, and though not as beautiful it should be functional. It took seven years for Solomon to build the temple, so I won't complain about the five days it took us to install about 200 sq ft of flooring. I'm just very thankful that Dad and Mom helped me and the job is done.