An Introduction

Sydney has been hanging out with a friend on a regular basis. She thinks he is sweet, wonderful, thoughtful, and attractive. Wait, maybe that's what I think of him. We've been hanging out for a little while now, and I think he's quite possibly the swellest guy just after my dad. Syd likes to play with him and grab his finger to take him on a walk. This is an introduction to Zack. He's mending, bending, building, and stealing our hearts.

Screw the American Dream

"The American Dream" To live in a 4bedroom 3 bathroom house with a yard and a white picket fence. To have 2.5 children and a loving spouse. Where children excel in some sport or another. Working a job you may or may not love just to make it home. Screw it! The American Dream has been pushed into my head for so long. All it does is help us to settle for a lifestyle of pleasing ourselves before others and making sure our needs are met first. What about Jesus? What about His life of sacrifice? Going to church and sitting in a seat all the while absorbing God's grace. This attitude that God's grace is sufficient and we don't have to do anything but receive it. What about the greatest commandment in the New Testament to Love the Lord your God with all your heart, soul, mind, and strength. I don't think receiving His grace alone covers that commandment. This is all still a work in progress. I'm trying to figure out my next plan of action.

No News is Good News

My posts have been slacking. I've found this to be a good thing. It seems the more I post the more trouble I'm having dealing with emotions/life situations. Right now, life is stable. I've gotten used to sleeping alone and I'm not wallowing in self pity over being a single mother. Truth is, God has blessed me with an abundance of people just proving He never meant for me to be alone. My mom and dad help so much with Sydney and with companionship. New friends here in Georgia who have helped me realize I'm not the only one who has gone through a tough time. And two old friends who let me know I may be far away but I'm not forgotten. One of the old friends has been sending me letters. If you haven't done it recently, send a letter to someone you care about through the old snail mail. Yes, stamp prices have gone up, but let me tell you it's like a mini mind vacation to read a hand written letter. In the depths of my despair, I felt as though God had abandoned me. Hindsight being 20/20, I realize now that He has great plans for me and my life and I couldn't be more appreciative.