Crazy

It's pretty crazy how God changes what happens. For example, you think that something is going to go one way, but God takes it a different direction. I thought, when I started this blog that I would talk about God sometimes, but not a whole lot, and it turned out that He is in a whole lot of blogs. It's crazy, in a good way. I love it when that happens, I might not like it right while it's happening, but when I look back on things it was for the best. I wish we could all just remember that, things are going to go God's way, and that's a good thing, but of course we forget and get upset when things don't go the way we want them to. But, God is patient and loves us, and He can deal with our temper tantrums and I think that is pretty incredible considering He is the Creator of everything.

Great Grandparents

So, yesterday I went to visit my great granddaddy and great grandmother. It was great, we spent about two maybe two and half hours just talking. I had never really sat down and talked to them before and it was amazing. My great granddaddy talked about a lot of people he has met and a lot of things that he thought about and at the end of most of his stories and comments he would say, "You should think about that." I loved it, it was worth the four hour drive there and back, but we didn't just talk. After we had talked for awhile we went outside and rode a couple of the bikes they had, and as everyday as that sounds, it was really a ton of fun. It was just a really cool day that I absolutely loved, I love them so much, and it was incredible to visit with them for a couple of hours.

My cousin

Yesterday I went over to my cousin's house to babysit her while her parents went out and celebrated their anniversary. So, I went over at around 3 in the afternoon, and my uncle and aunt would be back the next day at 3 in the afternoon, so naturally I slept over at their house. When I got there my cousin, we'll call her Noel, had just woken up and I thought that this would be pretty easy. By the time it was 6 I was pretty tired. I went to bed thinking, 'oh my goodness, I have to watch Noel for 6 more hours tomorrow. I don't know how parents do this every day.' This morning when I woke-up Noel and I played until her parents got home. It was insanely tiring and now I have a whole new perspective on parenting.

CHRISTmas

Goodness, I'm coughing up a storm, and my sneezing is pretty bad too. This is such an awful time to be sick, it's Christmas Eve. I love Christmas, the trees, the lights, the presents...oh wait isn't this also the day we celebrate the birth of Jesus Christ? Why, yes I think it is.
A lot of people seem to forget that part of Christmas, it is not about the trees, lights, or even the presents. It's all about the sacrifice that Christ willingly made for us, when you really sit there and think about it, it's the greatest miracle to ever happen. Jesus, the Son of God came down to Earth as a baby and was born in a manger because there was no room for Him. It's just amazing.

My Dream

So, one night when I was very young I had the oddest dream. I was in my house with my family and my youngest sister was just learning to crawl. I stood there watching her and she crawled right into the corner of a wall. I don't know how hard a baby could hit a wall while crawling, but my sister, hit the wall hard enough that she started to bleed, real bad in fact. I ran to my parents to tell them and they scooped my sister and ran out the door leaving me behind. Apparently my sister had bled so bad that the blood filled the whole house, and even after she left the blood level continued to rise.
I just floated at the top shouting out, "What am I suppose to do?"
Then a big booming voice called out, "Open the cabinet!"
I asked, "Why God?"
God said, "Just do as you are told."
I did and found a little pink cup, "God, what do you want me to do with this?"
"Scope up the blood." Was His reply.
I did.
"Now, dump it back out." God commanded.
"Dump it back out? But, God, if I do that then nothing will hap..."
"Just trust me." replied God.
I dumped it back out, then God told me to keep doing that, so I did. Nothing happened for a good 20 minutes. Then, I scooped yet another cup then dumped it out and all of a sudden I was on the floor with just that little bit of blood next to me.
I looked up into the Heavens and said smiling, "Thank You God."
Then the door opened and my parents came rushing in saying sorry they left me and that my sister would be just fine. And then I woke-up with the knowledge to trust God no matter what the circumstance.

My Uncle

My Uncle John passed away a couple months ago. He had been put in ICU with a case four of throat cancer, they had to cut a hole in his trachea to feed him. Before he died I heard a song on the radio that I wanted to sing for him, but I didn't know the name of the song or even the band's name. The song was so amazingly perfect for my Uncle and what I wanted him to think of me and what I wanted him to remember as he sat there in the hospital room. I listened everyday for that song, but it never came on again, and then he was gone. I wasn't able to attend his funeral, and I never heard that song again. Until just today, I got a new CD and amazingly enough one of the songs on it was the song I wanted to sing for my Uncle. It quite honestly brought tears to my eyes, I have it on repeat and I'm singing it to him, even though he's not with me, I know he can hear me. He hears me while he's playing golf in Heaven, and that's all that matters. Goodness I love my Uncle John.