Thursday, August 27, 2009

The lost can be found

It is so hard at times to know that everything happens for a reason. At times I wish we could see why. But God loves us and knows what is best. We probably couldn't handle the why any better than the current struggle. Every pain has a purpose. God has a plan for each one of us. He knows the struggles we will go through, the bad decisions we'll make, and more importantly than that, where we will spend an eternity. It may just be me, but it seems like the older I get, the more sad things happen. There are days that I just can't take watching the news or reading blogs. I just get so consumed!

I look back on my life and can see why God placed me on a certain path. I've gone through some tough times but so far I have to say it was worth it. Never thought I would say that. Even with Bailey, at times, I can understand a little, why she's had to go through some things that she really shouldn't have to deal with at her age.

Recently I shared with my Dad the dream I had about my youngest brother. I wrote a post on it back in June. It still bothers me and as a matter of fact it really bothers me that there are sooo many people out there that don't know Jesus as their Lord and Saviour. I used to be one of those people and just didn't see what the big deal was about religion/God. But, I'll tell you, when I GOT it, I GOT IT! So now, I may seem like a bible thumping, holy roller to some (yes, I've been called that) but that isn't an insult to me. We (christians) are supposed to be different than others. I believe that the Bible is God's true and living word. How can I believe that and not want to share with others what God has done for me?

Lord, I just pray for those that don't know you, that they'll come closer to knowing you today. Thank you Lord that the lost can be found!

Saturday, August 8, 2009

Honeymoon story

Since I haven't posted in a while I thought I would share with you the story of our honeymoon. Rick and Bubba are giving away a trip to the beach to the person with the worst honeymoon and giving them a 2nd chance at a good one. My sister has a great story too and she entered the contest too. Maybe one of us will win! Here it is:

Let me start by saying my husband and I are both horrible with directions and get lost often. We got married on April 16, 2004. We decided we would go to Gatlinburg since neither of us had never been. Strange I know. EVERYBODY had their opinion on the best way to get there. We opted for “get on X hwy and follow the signs.” Easy enough. When we reached Knoxville, we realized we must have missed a sign. Stopped, asked for directions, and was on our merry way. We get to Sevierville and there is apparently a car show going on that weekend. It took us 2 hours to go 2 miles!!!! Since we weren’t getting anywhere fast we decided we would just stay there and go into Gatlinburg the next morning. No one had rooms available and of course the rates were jacked up because of the car show. We finally found an available room with 2 single beds. At that point, whatever! Then we realized we had to eat, but the traffic was still crawling, people were sitting in chairs on the side of the road, in hotel parking lots, I guess to watch the traffic, drink adult beverages, and yell at the folks walking, since that seemed to be the best form of getting ANYWHERE! For our honeymoon, we walked across the street to CVS for dinner. Luckily, or not so lucky, our room had a microwave so we had microwave popcorn and cookies for dinner. We still tried to make the most of it and thought we would get up early, because surely a good portion of those people would be hungover and we could reach our destination with ease. Wrong!!! I guess everyone else wanted to start the day early or never went to bed, so traffic was bumper to bumper at 7:00 am!! At that point we decided it would be in our best interest to just go home. And that is just what we did!

Since our first honeymoon was not really a honeymoon we really deserve a second one……..and we do actually know how to get to the beach J