Bryce and I were talking the other day about how we as a society are so scheduled. We are these people who live with every minute planned out near and far and have everything scheduled in advance: schooling, job plan, retirement, vacation, holidays, dinners, appointments, etc. We can pretty much spout out at any given time what the next 7 days look like or the next 7 months. We have also placed these demanding schedules and business on the younger generation. Ask an eight year old what they do on Thursday and your likely to get a very specific order of events starting from waking up to going to bed. We have left little time to be creative. Little time to be spontaneous. Little time to live by the moment. Little time to be led.
Waiting for the Kid to come has been oddly harder than I thought it would be. The not knowing the day or time this all could take place is so strange and foreign. You are stuck waiting for this huge thing to happen and for your lives to once again change, but you have no idea when this will take place. Could it be today? Will it begin while buying milk? May be labor will start in the middle of the night? We just don't know.
What has been in my mind the last few days is where Jesus talks about the day and hour being unknown in Matthew 24. He says, "Therefore keep watch, because you do not know on what day your Lord will come. But understand this: If the owner of the house had known at what time of night the thief was coming he would have kept watch and would not have let his house be broken into. So you also must be ready, because the Son of Man will come at an hour when you do not expect him."
We will keep on being ready, excitingly ready for the day and hour to come. So I will continue to keep laundry done, house clean, hair washed, and refrigerator stocked in great anticipation of our new family member arriving. Today could be the day! Either way, the sun is shining, birds are singing, and it is Moe Monday. I see an awesome burrito in my near future!
I failed to mention that Bryce and I were taking
waltzing dance lessons with a bunch of friends here
in our community. It was actually a lot of fun!
These are from a month ago but never got downloaded.
We went canoeing went our lake was about half unthawed.
It was awesome!
We broke through some ice.
My mom sent me these next two the other day.
She found them on her computer hard drive. So funny!
I was probably 20 year old. I don't know how people were shocked when
I actually started doing real dreads in my hair years after this.
1 comments:
Interesting that you should bring up about the Lord coming back. I just sent you something about what John Hagee wrote, read it. Hmmm... shocked about dreads?? Yes! I think you were in high school in that picture. In College you cut your own hair. Well... the boys did weird stuff to their hair too.. weird hair cuts and colors and bleaching... it all was shocking!!! :) We've been through it all and you probably will too!
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