I have spent many years protesting the fact that I live here in Southwestern Pennsylvania. I won't list all of my grievances, but the weather has taken a top seat. I love big cities, I love warm weather, I love an educationally stimulating and cultural environment. And while sometimes I feel that my complaints have been legitimate, I am humbly learning how poor my perspective has been when looking at God's plan for me. Today, I awoke at 3:15am thinking about how grateful I am to be living here. I cherish what the Lord HAS given to me by living in this small town:
Beautiful seasons
A great church
Kind-hearted friends who are educationally and culturally stimulating
Great neighbors
The librarian who lets me check out books even though I have a late fee on my account
How it takes less than 10 minutes to get anywhere I need to go
The check out lady at the grocery store who mentions something we talked about in the past
The fantastic winter we had last year with tons of snow for playing
The fact that I wouldn't have met my husband had I not lived here
The guy I ran into downtown yesterday who asked me about my trees he'd planted in our yard last year
Ohiopyle-an amazing treasure that is a mere 15 minutes away
The fact that we now have a Target (the lack of one was a complaint in the past)
God, in the midst of it all...
And while I do hold hopes of someday moving somewhere warm. For now, I cherish the blessing of living in Uniontown, PA. Thank you, Lord, for giving me such a well knitted life. Help me to recognize that no matter where I live, you are there with me and giving me just what I need.
"Where can I go from your Spirit? Where can I flee from your presence? If I go up to the heavens, you are there; if I make my bed in the depths, you are there. If I rise on the wings of the dawn, if I settle on the far side of the sea, even there your hand will guide me, your right hand will hold me fast. If I say, "Surely the darkness will hide me and the light become night around me, even the darkness will not be dark to you; the night will shine like the day, for darkness is as light to you." Psalms 139:7-12
Saturday, August 28, 2010
Tuesday, August 24, 2010
Confinement
My son, cute as he is, destroyed a library book. No, not a little tiny mark. Not a coming repentant to me.
I found the book pages torn, pages torn out.
I can tell it was a glorious time of discussing the merits of train travel for animals and he was quite adamant in his position. Perhaps too adamant.
The pack 'n' play is about to become a permanent fixture and he will become a permanent fixture in it.
I found the book pages torn, pages torn out.
I can tell it was a glorious time of discussing the merits of train travel for animals and he was quite adamant in his position. Perhaps too adamant.
The pack 'n' play is about to become a permanent fixture and he will become a permanent fixture in it.
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