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November 9, 2008 5:41 pm
My fingers are stiff. I sat outside this afternoon for about two hours, watching my husband play football at the college down the road. He was a little disappointed about the game being “two-hand touch” and NOT “tackle” football. I think he’s a little in denial about turning 30 in two months. I’m just sayin.
I tried not to cheer as he played, even though I was rather impressed with his running skills. And his catching skills. And his goofy antic skills. Not to mention, some of the college girls were commenting on his nice calves. Which inspired one of them to bring up his ballroom dancing skills. Which inspired me to remind them that he was spoken for, and the one who had spoken for him was sitting four feet away and could hear everything they said!
I tried not to cheer because my voice has had enough… I was absolutely blessed to lead my seminary sisters and friends in worship this weekend - serving them as they praised God so loudly that the room shook with sound. You should’ve heard one of the international wives singing “How Great Thou Art” in Austrian. Or watched the wife from Zimbabwe stand in the back of the room during the music - white girl American style worship - but she was there with us with a face so radiant and posture so reverent. You should’ve seen my face as I realized one of my British friends was responsible for the sheer volume of singing that came flying from across the room - amazed as he threw her head back and gave it all she had. Whew. I couldn’t keep up. I couldn’t keep up with any of them. I’m certain that the retreat, plus serving at church this morning, has had everything to do with these hoarse little vocal cords of mine. My voice and body are tired. Good tired, but tired.
In just a few minutes I’m going to sit down, read my bible, and then spend the evening with that hot husband of mine. You know… The one with the calves. Yeah. He’s mine.
What about you?
Write.
Now.
9 responses so far ↓
Heidi // November 10, 2008 at 8:38 am
It’s 5:30 a.m.
My house is silent except the Josh Radin playing from laptop. I have coffee recipes all around me. I am in the process of starting a cafe in our church in 6 short days. I’m nervous but confident that this will be the biggest and most andventurous thing I have ever done except give birth.
I’ve got alot going on in my life right now, amongst the coffee recipes are the college applications for my daughter.
My husband just lost his job
And my oldest son is struggling with a girlfriend.
But somehow amongst these distractions, my tea with God this morning was incredible. I’m at peace and comfort knowing that everything is going to be alright…
I’d better finish up I gotta go to work. But I’m just soaking in right now on a passage that I wrote.. hmmm…. oh I could sit here or on my journal and write today I can feel it.
But I Owe so off to work I go.
Rindy Walton // November 10, 2008 at 8:39 am
I’m sitting in my living room, boys at school so the apt is quiet. It’s freezing in here–guess I’m finding out there’s not much insulation, but I don’t dare raise the temp too much because my budget is so limited, so am getting ready to put on another layer.
I haven’t slept well this week–and today it’s time to have a tough conversation. I’m not looking forward to it, but know it’s the right thing to do.
I just finished reading and praying and think I will turn up some good music to get me pumped to face the challenges of today!
cathi // November 10, 2008 at 9:57 am
in class, once again.
lights are off.
this stegall feels sleepy.
missing miss mandy mac.
[dropped my phone in the toilet this weekend...had to get a new phone and lost your number...oh joy]
Fran // November 10, 2008 at 10:09 am
First of all…thats too funny….about the calves and all.
Just got off treadmill. kicked some boo-tay!
About to clean up and head to work.
Weekend spent with some precious friends.
Have a great day!
ramsey72 // November 10, 2008 at 10:34 am
I am back at work after a busy but enjoyable weekend in Atlanta. I am on my second cup of coffee. I have a sore throat and my ears hurt but I have too much work to do to stay at home today
I got to go to a blog party Saturday night in Atlanta and got to meet some really cool people. This was my first chance to meet bloggers and I have to say it was alot of fun.
I am about to take some Tylenol and tough it out for the rest of the day until I can go home and rest!
Lei // November 10, 2008 at 10:58 am
Waiting for my mom to call in on Skype . . .I miss being just minutes away from her.
Going home two weeks from today.
Absolutely.
Cannot.
Wait.
Marisa // November 10, 2008 at 4:05 pm
Sitting with the lights off, watching Friends. The One with the Fake Party. I hate Rachel in this episode.
I’m wearing my glasses for once…I think I scratched my eye.
I’m so excited for the holiday tomorrow…Tuesdays are my toughest days, so it’s nice to know I don’t have to actively participate.
Off to study for my final midterm of the season…
tam // November 10, 2008 at 11:02 pm
write now…
im laughing at the message i left on your voice mail. if no one else laughs at me then i will.
im sitting in front of a fire with my family around me.
im contemplating the post i just wrote and wondering what happened to my childhood dreams. when do they die? do they ever really die? or do they just get buried by life, fear and insecurities?
i dunno.
alece // November 14, 2008 at 4:18 am
that’s a good vocal tired you had going on. reading about it made my heart feel a small version of what yours must’ve been feeling.
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write now…
it’s 11-something in the morning. i’m sitting at my tiny kitchen table (it’s raised, bar-stool height) because i still haven’t cleaned my office out and moved back into it. and i’m mostly okay with that.
i’m nursing a hurt heart. and puffy eyelids are making my throbbing headache even worse. i’m tired of crying. i’m tired of having a reason to cry.
i’m thinking of you and the fact that i miss you.
i’m stressed out thinking of all that has to be done in the next three days.
i just exhaled loudly. aaron shust’s “My Savior my God” is playing. thank You for that reminder…