My husband, whom I totally love, lost his wallet earlier this week. My husband, whom I totally love, has a tendency to loose/misplace things on a semi regular basis. I am the first to admit that I also misplace things, not quite as much as he, but more than I like to admit. So any way... He can't find his wallet. He looks everywhere in his car and in the house. At that point in the week our house was pretty...cluttered. Not a bad , call social services mess, just clutter. Craft stuff on the table, shoes scattered about, a few baskets of clean laundry waiting to be put away, toys and books and what nots not put where they belong, baseball gloves out, etc. Kids clutter and parents clutter not put away. Needless to say my husband couldn't find his wallet. He didn't think he left it at a store and he didn't think it fell out anywhere but maybe it did. He was pretty upset and worried so I called the credit card companies to cancel our cards and called the bank to let them know what was going on.
Now earlier that morning the kids and I read a devotion about Joseph and how his brothers did something bad to him by selling him as a slave, but God protected Joseph and let something good happen out of the bad situation.
When I came home later that afternoon I cleaned up the whole first floor of our house and some of the second. I called all the places we had gone the day before to see of anyone turned ion a wallet, nothing. With a clean house I still couldn't find the wallet. My husband came home from work that night to a clutter free hose but no wallet. I talked to him a little bit and was getting ready to go up to bed when I happened to glance at a ladder that was leaning up against the wall and there sat his wallet on the top step. "Thank you Lord his wallet is here!" was my first response, "Oh yeah, that's where I put it" was his.
The next morning I told the kids that we found daddy's wallet and I tried to relate the whole thing to the day before's devotions. We thought the wallet was lost which was a bad thing. But the good thing that came out of it besides finding the wallet was that the house got picked up. I don't think I would have done it if the wallet wasn't lost (that's another whole post)
I love being able to relate life to lesson's to the Bible and to what God wants us to know and teach our kids. Sometimes I have a hard time finding these opportunities, but I think those are the times that I'm not really looking!
Sunday, July 6, 2008
I love my son. He's six years old, almost seven. He, like most kids, tell it like it is. They don't realize that the truth is sometimes hurtful, not appropriate at the present time, or just better left to yourself. This morning I was sitting on the couch with my two wonderful children, one on each side of me, reading some books. Paul climbs over me and his sister to sit next to her. As he's climbing over he says to me, "You have big fat legs." Deep down I knew he didn't say it to be mean. He was just stating the truth, but the truth hurt. So now it's time to really think about loosing some weight. Well, not think about it but actually do something about it. We'll see how well that works!! :(
Saturday, July 5, 2008
I love fire works as much as the next person, especially on the 4th of July! I love sitting and watching all the beautiful colors that light up the sky. I remember when I was a kid, my dad would set off some of our own fire works. Even though I haven't done that since I was a kid. My children are not into loud noise so any kind of loud...anything is pretty much out for us. Oh well. So last night when we got home from watching the fire works display in a neighboring community we were not surprised to hear fire works and fire crackers going off somewhere behind our house. I told myself, "Hey, it's the 4th. It's only 10 ish at night. No big deal." Our kids were freaking out at the loudness but we kept reassuring them that they were only noises, they were not going to get hurt, blah blah blah. I was a bit worried that they would have a hard time falling asleep but they had such a long and semi busy day they fell asleep pretty fast. Around 11:30 ish my husband and I decided to watch a movie. The neighborhood fire works were still going off fairly often. We had to turn the volume up pretty far to hear the movie during some points. Granted the windows in our bedroom were opened so that didn't help with the noise, but still. Even if our windows were closed we'd still hear the fire works. I wanna say the neighborhood noise went on until at least 1:30 in the morning. Luckily the kids didn't wake up and we didn't have to work the next morning. I don't mind if someone wants to set off some fire works, just have some consideration for others. Going until 1:30 AM is pretty rude, don't you think?!?! And speaking of fire works...why is is legal to buy and sell fire works in the city we live in but it's not legal to set them off?