EDIT (8:15 a.m.): I should probably shower since I have to leave in 30 minutes, but… My friend Kat is giving away my books on her blog today. She has a really cool blog, and I’d looooooove for you to go check it out and leave a comment. Thanks, friends!!
What a day. I’m pooped. And I have a lot to say. Many much unrelated (and quite possibly incoherent) items of thoughts and things.
First of all, it’s bumming me out a little to hear some of my buds say they’re sad. Or jealous. Or feeling inferior. I just want to sit a couple of you down (one at a time), take your little face in my hands and tell you how stinking amazing you are and what an incredible plan God has for your life. Then I want to pick you up in my arms and twirl you around and tell you that God’s plan starts NOW, no matter where you are in your life, and that you are making an incredible difference, even if you can’t see it at the moment.
And I can empathize. I have proof in my journal. A couple months ago I was in a pit. I’d read blogs and get all worked up in a tizzy. I’d be jealous of her, mad at her, feel inferior to her, covet what she had… God got me through it (well, it still rears its ugly head sometimes), and I want to shout from the rooftops, “JUST BE YOU! YOU ARE AMAZING AND FABULOUS! YOU ARE EXACTLY WHO THE WORLD NEEDS!” And so on…
I could spout off about this forever, but like I said, I’m about to fall over.
We met friends at the zoo from 9:00-12:00, came home, ate lunch. Gabe took the older 3 geo-caching (story for another day), while I spent about 90 minutes trying to get Nina to get back in her bed and go to sleep. Grrr… At 3:45, I took Livi, Ava, and Jill back to the zoo. I promised the girls we’d get ride bracelets with our garage sale money. Monday through Thursday, they’re $6 apiece from 4:00-9:00. All the rides you can ride. We went crazy. Got drenched on the log ride. A little supper break at 6ish in the van. New shirt for me. Back to the rides!
We got home, and there were flowers on the kitchen table! From our Kenyan neighbor! She wrote me the sweetest card and gave me a copy of the program from her husband’s mom’s memorial service they had here in Columbus. I was so touched. His mom was only 59. 🙁
Bible study in the morning, which is why I’m blogging now instead of waiting until tomorrow when my thoughts might actually make sense.
Good night, darling friends!!