Ok, readers, I’m back!

 The reason for my absence involved a 3 week long headache (by far the worst one in my life), achey (is this a word?) skin and muscles, lightheadedness, a fever of 104.8 F, a stiff neck,  a 3 day long hopital stay, a spinal tap, getting blood drawn 10 times, LOTS of nausea, a CT Scan, an MRI, an IV, antibiotics, LOTS on pain meds, and about a week and a half  of COMPLETE bed rest…but you know, I don’t think I’ll go into detail. By the way…it was JUST sinusitis! All that for a sinus infection. I guess it was pretty bad. But it was the spinal tap that caused the headache, and wow, it was a doozie. I still feel a trace of it lingering, but I know I’m only days away from finally being headache free again.

I had actually been pretty excited, because I’d been wanting to shed a few lbs. and had been watching my diet very carefully for about two weeks before i got sick. I lost 2 lbs from eating well. Then I got sick and couldn’t keep ANYTHING down for about a week. after losing 13 lbs in the next two weeks, I was fitting into jeans I thought I’d have to get rid of. Of course now that the nausea is gone and my appetite is back…I’ve already gained back 3 lbs  Time for some more self denial I guess…

God has been so gracious to me these past 3 weeks. My hubby has been a great mommy, cook, and house cleaner. He has a greater appreciation for my job in the home now. And I have a greater respect for him. I knew he’d do a great job holding down the fort until I was back on my feet, but he really surpassed my expectations. He was such a servant. I love you Josh.  The timing was great too because Josh just got out for the summer from his teaching. So, if it had to happen, now was a good time

 So, I had been unable to look at the computor screen until very recently. The light of the screen just did NOT go well with my headache. I think I have finally caught up on e-mails and friends’ blogs (man, you guys write a lot!), don’t ask me how long it took to catch up!

I’m finally back.  It feels good to be up and on my feet again.

Happy Anniversary to Hubby! (and me too  )

 Yesterday  Josh and I celebrated our 5 year anniversary. So much can happen in five years.

Five years ago, June 8th 2002, Josh and I got married. We lived in a studio apartment with plans to hold off on kids for a couple of years. Josh was starting seminary at Westminster West, and we were looking forward to going to Westminster East after that so Josh could get his doctorate.  At that point, we were going to talk to the elders at our beloved church about being sent out to Spain as missionaries.

Now…We live in a beautiful home in North County San Diego, we have four amazing kids, no doctorate in theology for Josh, but he does have his M.Ed and has finished all the course work for his teaching credential. He will be student teaching this summer for four weeks. We moved to Georgia about 3 years ago, then a year later moved back here. No sight of Spain in our near future, we know that missionaries are to be the highest calibur of Christian, elder level even.  We know we are not there yet.  If there is one thing marriage has taught us, it’s that God’s plans trump ours. And looking at the four pairs of little bue eyes he has given to us, I know His plans are perfect, and wise, and loving, even if it doesn’t seem so at the time.

Through great times and difficult times, blessings and trials, serving each other and sinning against each other, I knowI love my husband more than I did 5 years ago.  And I know he loves me more.  It’s been a wonderful ride, and I am so glad that we are nowhere near finished yet.

I love you Josh.

This is the thought I will meditate on today, and hopefully many more days to come…

All of life is an act of worship.

The way I get up in the morning (am I cheerful or grumpy?) is an act of worship. The way I commune with God (do I rush through reading God’s Word? or not even read at all? Take time to pray?) is an act of worship. The way I care for the kids (do I leave them in their PJ’s all day long? Do I take the time involved to see that they fed in a healthful way?) is an act of worship. The way I discipline the kids (do I overlook discipline opportunities out of laziness?) is an act of worship. The way I keep the house (is it presentable, ready for hospitality?) is an act of worship. The way I greet my husband as he comes home from work (am I only glad he’s home so I can get help with the kids? Or am I truly happy to see him?) is an act of worship. The way I spend my evening (am I ignoring my husband because I’m too busy thinking about how good my pillow is going to feel under my head and how I can’t wait to get there?) is an act of worship.

How am I worshiping God with life He has given me?