Merry Christmas!!!

What a wonderful Morning,  The snow covered ground. My 2 cats have shared their love with me and have gone back to bed dreaming about who knows what.  I’m eager to see what Christmas 2010 has in store for me today.  I have already started my morning out with my usual routines. Exercise, Internet, Coffee.  So anything else that can be added to this day is just an added bonus.  I love days like that, Where you get that feeling of accomplishment out of the way before the rest of the world has a chance to even get their head’s off their pillows.  Then you find yourself sitting around saying now what?  Oh I see dust better get that cleaned up.  Opps I see a spot on the counter top I must have missed get out that wash cloth.  Wonder if there is any Laundry to be done?  Yep sure enough.  By the time you finally do something that is foreign to me and sit down you think ok so now it’s 7am, most of the world is up now and I’m still trying to find things to do.  So instead of looking for things to do I’ll just sit here and delete some old emails. Maybe, just maybe watch some TV and just think about how blessed my life is.  How lucky I am that God gave me such a wonder wife. Such a great job, and a family that thinks I’m just as weird as I think they are.  Life is so good, and just think after we reach that finish line IT GETS BETTER!

Blessings till I post again.

If that Isn’t Love

He left the splendor of Heaven, Knowing his destiny. Those 2 lines from probably my favorite gospel song always makes me ponder just how important my life is to God.  The Bible and many of my favorite Gospel songs are full of indications that God is just crazy in love with us.  Just to think that when he came to earth he knew his destiny was to give up his life to pave the way to salvation.  Paying the price for a guilty sinner like me.  I try to understand how anyone could love me that much that he would be willing to die for my sins.  How many times have we looked in the mirror and placed judgment on ourselves saying such hurtful things like you are ugly, you don’t deserve to be loved.  I’m sure the list goes on and on.  You could probably add more to my list I am sure we have all been there.  But the truth of the matter is that it does not matter what we think.  God the creator made you and me and he decides what we are worth.  We don’t get a vote.  I was listening to someone on TV last night and they said something to the fact that he is the potter and we are the clay.  The pot does not get to tell the potter what the pot is worth.  The potter tells the pot what it is worth.  How true is that and just think how many times we try to put a price on our life.  Sometimes we think we are the best thing since sliced bread and other times we are beating ourselves up.  I have never been a fan of New Year’s Resolutions, but I think I will make a New Life Resolution.  I want to stop putting worth on my life and accept that Jesus loves me so much and I am priceless.  How rude of me to try to insult what the Lord has made.  I know that God does not make Junk and he see’s more in me that I will ever see in myself.  So Today when you look in the mirror don’t insult the potter,  You compliment that clay and thank God that he picked that mud up and made someone in his own likeness. 

to end where I began… It Had to be Love.

 

Blessings till I post again.

What are you Thinking.

I never know what I am going to write about until I sit down and my fingers start hitting the keys.  Much like my ever day life.  I never know what I am thinking until I hear the words coming out of my mouth.  Many times Sheila will say to me what are you thinking about. And like many men I say oh nothing.  If only she knew how true that is.  Ok there may be a rare occasion where I actually have a thought running through my brain but that’s not very often.  The wheels are spinning but the hamster’s dead.  LOL.    But seriously, many times I don’t have anything on my mind.  I come from a long line of what I call speak thinkers.  My Mother suffers from this much worse than I.  Many times after I have said something, even I say to myself “wow that made no sense”.  But I guess that is just what makes me who I am.  I wish I were a lot more like my Dad. He runs a thought carefully through his brain, really giving it as much thought as any one person can.  Once he speaks his thoughts they actually make sense (most of the time). One thing I do get from my Dad is being quiet.  I love to listen to what people are saying.  Often times I say to myself what the heck?  Did that person just say that?  Did they mean it?  Do they have any idea what they are saying?  But then it occurs to me that maybe they are just speak thinking and right now they are saying to themselves, What the heck did I Just say?

 

But I guess I do possess another quality that the other speak thinkers out there may or may not do.  I go sailing down memory lane.  I think I do that when there is nothing good playing on my brain so my body goes into autopilot and plays and oldie but goodie memory.  Sure it may not be Lucy and Ethyl stuffing Chocolates in their mouth, Or Andy and Barney trying to catch someone running an illegal still. But memories are far more valuable than silver or gold.  They are not something you can buy or sell but they are priceless.