My Big Fat Blog

I hate moving!!!! It's so much work and so akward at first. At least this time, I'm not banging down your door asking for your time and your truck because I'm only moving my blog, not my life!!!

My blog has a new title "Big Beautiful Soul" and a new home: wordpress.com

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God Bless You and I love you!

Just for fun:

2 Samuel 7:6
I have not dwelt in a house from the day I brought the Israelites up out of Egypt to this day. I have been moving from place to place with a tent as my dwelling.

It was no surprise last night when Maddy, 8, told the Wal Mart cashier that she would be getting baptized the next day. The surprise was that she told her that she'd be going under water, all but her nose. I corrected her, showing her how it would be.

This morning I woke up excited for Maddy's big day. I made her favorite breakfast and got ready on time (for once). I decided to run through the dunk with her one more time. I held my arm behind her back, placing the other one over her, plugging her nose. I dipped her back into the invisible water.

"There you go," I said, "and don't forget, your nose will go under, too." I didn't want her to be afraid.

"Of course it will, Mommy," she smiled and explained. "If my nose didn't go under, I'd still have sin on my nose. Then I'd have sin boogers."

Then she said it again, in a low ominous voice, "Siiiiiiin boooooooogers!"

I laughed so hard. The baptism itself was amazing. We were hidden from the church, tucked behind in a small room. It was the two of us, two other parents and four more kids. A worship song started and the three of us adults managed to sing along, having our own private worship time. My mind took me back almost nine years ago exactly. I had just become pregnant with Maddy and was thinking I might want to become a Christian. Within two short years, I had Maddy, a marriage and a divorce. I walked through hell with that little girl and noone would have imagined we would be standing there today, soaked with the love and forgiveness of Jesus Christ.

Afterward, I presented her with a small gift. The necklace, heart shaped with a cross in the middle is inscribed on the back, "With God all things are possible." It seemed the perfect words for how I felt.

With God all things are possible. He brought me from that pregnant girl searching for love, through poverty, through depression, through abandonment and he brought me here. Happy, healthy, married to a good man who loves God, with a new baby. That's what God can do.

I have to believe He can do more still. He can hold my hand while I exercise when I DON"T WANT TO. He can help me say no to seconds. He can help me believe in myself.

He can remove all my sin boogers.

God Bless You and I love you!!!

Acts 22:16
And now what are you waiting for? Get up, be baptized and wash your sins away, calling on his name.'

I've had a difficult day. As a mother today I am acutely aware that there's no such thing as "break" time or privacy. I can't even take a shower without someone barging in. I've had to share my whole life. I distinctly remember waking up in bed as a kid, with three other pairs of legs covering my body at various intersections.

It's not that I don't like sharing. I like to be alone, sometimes, in part because I'm an introspective person by nature. Even today when I walked the kids to the park, Anthony in his stroller and Maddy and I sharing an earphone each to the MP3, I was busy observing the tall pine trees. I noticed that in their old age, they had gigantic pine cones near the top. I realized that in their senior years, they were producing their largest seed. Not a bad concept.

And I suppose that's what we all have at the end of the day. A life of sharing bares tremendous fruit: our children go on to change the world for their generation. Our good deeds multiply, bringing up wonderful events in everyday lives.

I pray that God would help me to appreciate the time I have to share with those around me. That instead of reigniting my old relationship with fast food to escape the stresses of life, I would be fully engaged, and drinking in all that life has to offer.

And God, help my husband to understand when I go a little nuts because I do not have any "break" time or privacy. Help him understand that I treasure his friendship.

God Bless You and I love you!!!

Psalm 85:10
Love and faithfulness meet together; righteousness and peace kiss each other.