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| Me - a momma to be. Again! |
At home and in Wednesday night youth group we've been talking a lot about how people respond to Christ. As a Christian, you can (and should) fully surrender. Trust completely in Him. Let go, lift your hands, and enjoy the ride. Twists, turns and all; because you know the Lord is in control. Or you can be the Christian who shuts your eyes and holds on tight, trying to be in control of your lift and never quite surrendering to Him. Never fully trusting. Always fighting to do things your way or questioning God's will.
We've been overwhelmed this past month. Deaths in the family. Illnesses. Medical bills from the past year we thought the insurance company had covered. Our one year old niece had some blood work completely and returned with troublesome results. (and has more testing this week) Bruce was in a car accident and nearly totaled his car (and praise God he was unhurt.). Although he's driving the car, we continue to invest money in repairs to make it safe and truly drivable. Then he got a ticket for the very loud and very broken exhaust. *sigh* We had a blizzard last week and the weather continues to be bitterly cold and dreary.
We expect to be healthy.
We expect finances and expenses to work out.
We expect to make it to work and back safely, day in and day out.
We expect the weather to break, sooner or later.
And now I'm expecting our third child. We are excited and trusting the Lord in the timing of it all. Praying for a safe and healthy pregnancy. Our children, families, and friends are thrilled. :) Trying so hard to be the believer who lets go, leans back and lift her hands to the Lord. Trusting completely in His care. Finding joy in the twists and turns that come our way.



















We had 15 minutes to make it to the post office before they closed for lunch. We made it in ten minutes and then had to wait to FOREVER for traffic. Once we made it to the tile floors the wheels on the wagon revolted and a kind woman helped me drag it inside. *sigh* I knew I had a delivery to pick up and I thought I wouldn't make it in time. One of the many blessings about small town is that the post master knows everyone. He saw me coming (and probably heard the commotion in his lobby) and had my mail at the counter. What a sweet man. He even came out to hold the doors and help us back out. Did I mention that I love our town?? (The kids took this picture of me in front of the post office.)

Since we were no longer in a hurry (and I was sweating like crazy) we proceeded at a more moderate pace after leaving the post office. We stopped by the local diner - Ms Smitty's - to grab a menu to peruse later. They have a great little ice cream parlor attached to the diner and I promised Carlie and Jack ice cream on one of our future walks. Finally we made it to the library. The kiddos feel at home there and can border on being rude/rambunctious. :) I'm good friends with the head librarian and the assistant there, probably because I end up walking over a few days a week. I have had a library card since I was a preschooler and have an insatiable appetite for fiction. The free dvd rental is a strong draw since we only have limited basic cable. 
We had a few other stops after the library and finally made our way home. Carlie and Jack took pity on me and hopped to pull the wagon up our big hill and to the house. On a normal day, it would take about 20 minutes to run these errand (depending on how long we spend at the library). It took us an hour and 25 minutes. Carlie made up fun songs about our 'adventure'. Jack stopped to listen to a cricket near the library stairs. We talked to a few more folks in town than normal. I never would have stopped at the diner for a menu, although we kept saying we should check them out. Nobody argued or complained, I did not have to take the kids in and out of the car 15 times. Honestly, this was so much more fun.