Tuesday, March 28, 2006

Why can't we give it to God and leave it there?

This week has been an emotional roller coaster for Tim and me. I won't go into all the details but let's just say that things in out lives are not going just as we had planned...you know....get married, have careers, raise out children, have them get married, provide us with grandchidlren to play with (and then send them home when we were ready to go on a trip by ourselves...you get the picture)...We love both out children unconditionally but we sometimes cringe at the choices they make and while we are proud that we taught them both to think for themselves, we wish that we could have taken the brain chip that governs religion and just have implanted it in thier brains so they would believe the same things we do about God and the scriptures. Now that is an oxymoron, isn't it? to want them to think on their own for everything except religion? I am praying with all my heart that God will hold them in the palm of His hand and keep them close to His heart and try to leave them there and the next thing I know, here I am trying to figure out how to help Him...Why on earth do I think I can help the Creator of the Universe, the Almighty God, our Allpowerful, Loving Savior do anything??!!?? How arrogrant He must think I am! Oh Lord, I believe! Help me in my unbelief!

Saturday, March 25, 2006

March Madness

I, for one, am so tired of this basketball stuff...Tim has been watching basketball nonstop for the last several weekends. I'm sitting on the courch and playing on my computer and reading a book. Now if University of Memphis were to get in the final four and we could go in person, that would be entirely different, but just watching it on TV is not very much fun for me.

I'm also obsessing about this Matthew Winkler murder. I didn't know them, but I just cannot imagine what would make a woman kill her husband (did he spend too much money on fly fishing or buy an airplane or motorcycle or new Porsche without telling her?) I'm praying that they will get therapy for the two older children to make it through this grief and hurt and loss and anger and confusion tht they must be feeling right now. Tim says he went to Forth Worth Christian with the guy's dad.
I really blows my mind!

But one good thing this weekend - we went to see "Failure to Launch" and it was halarious! The only thing is if they were going to show us someone's naked butt, why couldn't it have been Matthew McConnahey (sp?) instead of Terry Bradshaw's old wrinkled one?

Friday, March 24, 2006

Tell someone you love them before it is too late!

I just came back from a funeral. Actually, it was a celebration of a wonderful man's life and was pretty much like how I want my funeral to be one day...All wonderful rememberance of fun things that I did with my friends and family...but each of this man's children had either picked a song to be sung or one child even recorded "Wind Beneath My Wings" to be played (which was beautiful!) or written a letter to be read at the funeral. As the letters were read, I hoped and prayed that they had said all those wonderful things to their dad BEFORE he died. Too often we take for granted that others know how we feel about them...Let the people who you love and appreicate know it now so they can bask in the joy of knowing and feeling loved and appreciated!

Wednesday, March 22, 2006

Harding Tapestry

This is my first attempt at writing a blog ( well, actually, it's my 3rd attempt...I lost the other 2 before i got them posted!) but after my weekend experience I just had to write about how wonderful it is to be a part of the Harding tapestry that covers the world! Tony Garcia, who live with us and is studying Performance Trombone, has his recitcal on Saturday night. One of his friends who came was Brian Neal from Cleveland, MS, the son of Bob Neal, with whom I used to ride to and from school with when I went to Harding. I still keep in touch with his grandmother occasionally. Another of his friends who came was Alice Ann Murrary, daughter of Lambert and Mackey Shields Murrary, whith whom Tim and I went to Harding with also and when I was at Ole Miss working on my MEd, her grandparents were very dear to me as well. then Sunday night the Belles and Beaux from Harding performed at Sycamore view. the director, Chuck Hicks, graduated with me from Harding and one of the guys who stayed with us, Matt Stidum, his dad sang with Belles and Beaux when Tim and I were there. The other guy who stayed with us was good freinds with Vivian Walker, my foremer suite mate and still very good friend with whom I get together several times a year. We also found out thawt several others in thr group had parents that we went to school with. It is just a comfort and joy to experience the warmth and connections that one feels throught experiences like this! Thank God for Harding!