Yes, I've resorted to those dread words. Until further notice, my blog is "under contruction." I realize I've committed one of the cardnal sins of blogging (2 actually) - not posting in a regular, consistent manner, nor posting with a designated purpose. Who knew that once I actually had an outlet for all the random thoughts charging through my brain they would slam to a halt? (Should have done this years ago!) Anyway, until I figure out how to post pics, insert links, and write with a more defined purpose my blog is on hold. (Note to Jon; if you are able to help me (with the first two at least) I need this explained to me in a very user friendly, I don't really have time to be doing this anyway, baby is crying, kids need help with homework/don't have clean underwear, phone is ringing, what day is it anyway, I'm tired kind of way.) In the meantime I'm posting (get it,
posting) Hebrews 13:5,6 (amplified) all over the house: ....for He, God Himself has said, I will not in any way fail you nor give you up nor leave you without support. I will not, I will not, I will not in any degree leave you helpless nor forsake not let youdown (relax my hold on you)! Assuredly not! 6 So (I) take comfort and am encouraged and confidently and boldly say, the Lord is my Helper; I will not be seized with alarm {I will not fear or dread or be terrrified}. What can man (read kids, bills, crazy schedule, etc.) do to me?
It was one year ago today I held a stick of dynamite in my hand. Well, at least you would have thought that is what it was they way my hand shook and my knees went weak at the sight of that tiny blue “+”. “What?” “When?” “How?” One would imagine that by the 4th time around these questions would be quite obvious, but really, each time you find out you are carrying a child you are filled with such awe, shock, joy, & all around incredulousness that all normal reasoning goes out the window. So here I am, one year later, able to hold, cuddle and stare into the eyes of my tell-tale twinge. Simply miraculous.
