1. My hubby walked by me this week, while I was getting ready for work in the morning, and said, "Hey, you know? Pregnant looks good on you."
Me = blushing
2. Hubby also took little A to a Valentine's Father/Daughter dance put on by our city. I tagged along as a fly on the wall to take pictures. Honestly, seeing all these dads dressed up in jackets and ties and dancing with their daughters restored my faith in humanity, just a little bit.
He gave her a red carnation at the dance--you should have seen the delight in her eyes!! As a two year old, she kept blowing her nose into the flower, trying to smell it. Looking back on these pictures, I know she will treasure her daddy's love for her.
3. Our God is so so good. I forget all too quickly the things He does for me. I had asked Him, about a month ago, to provide the financial ability to pay back little A's Emergency Room bills in a timely manner, and somehow, without earning more money or changing our expenses, we will be able to pay them back in less than two months. I suddenly realized this morning, as I was writing the check, that He had made it happen. Lord, I am so so grateful.
4. Soooooo on Wednesday, when I officially made my promise to the Lord for my Lenten sacrifice (offer up every inconvenience, disappointment, stress, problem, or praise for my husband and his faith), I didn't really expect to have that come in the form of little A waking up last night six--yes SIX--different times, and head butting me on the way back to bed. But that's the thing about Lent, I think. We get a lot of chances to make our sacrifices, and they come by unexpected means. The other thing is that, in the spirit of St. Therese of the Little Way, each small thing matters greatly when offered to the Lord.
5. A Valentine from God: Psalm 139. Read it. The way the Lord speaks to us in the Bible is true now, as it ever was and always will be.
6. This take is super random, but in the doldrums of February, I miss living in a place that has local produce that is easily accessible. I used to live in Seattle, where I could just pop down to my farmer's market or look in my CSA box for delicious, organic, and affordable produce of all kinds. Now I'm landlocked and the veggies are lackluster. :(
7. Little A can sing her ABC's! One day, I picked her up from preschool and she started singing it in the car. I was so proud, and it made me feel slightly less guilt for sending her to preschool while I'm at work.
Your blog has some very powerful posts. So happy to hear of your recent blessing of a baby. God bless you! Cindy
ReplyDeleteLove that A. was blowing her nose into the flower, what a precious daddy/daughter time!
ReplyDeleteI also loved the "Valentine from God". I've obviously read that psalm a few times, but it is fantastic the way that that context gives it a little extra special meaning. :)