Its Friday

Where has this week gone?! One day Im starting classes again and then next thing I know its Friday! Wow. This week has been good. Im loving my classes, but they are going to be a big challenege. The homework load isn't too awful...yet..but the things I will be required to do are things I don't particularly enjoy and it would take some major twisting of my arm to get me to volunteer.. My head is nearly fully with a bunch of new things to think about and we have only had 3 real days of classes! I have a lot more memory verse quizzes this semester, which will be good for me, but itll be a challenge to keep up since I have a quiz every Wed, Thurs, and Fri. I am also taking two different counseling classes and keep getting mixed up which class is which as one is on M,W,F and the other is a T,R class lol.

Its been almost an entire week since I have seen lil Ty. I bet he is getting so big! This is a picture Becca took of him a few days ago...she finally got a smile!


This week at work has been busy. I think the kids have had something every afternoon/evening. Recently ever time they climb in the car it seems like war breaks out and they are pushing and shoving each other around. Im pretty sure one of them has ended up crying every day (usually just because one of their siblings is looking at them =>) The funniest thing is that I know my brother and I used to fight lots and mom would constantly tell us to knock it off and would even spank us but it never did any good. We just had to fight it out. Im obviously not going to spank these kids and yelling at them is not a good option nor would it work, so I choose to let em fight it out and warn them if someone gets hurt its because they are fighting (that's pretty harsh too.....). Usually its all good. One day all three of them got into it pretty bad and I gave the usual speech and then proceded to only keep half an eye on them. However, after I dropped Payton off for bball, I looked in my mirror and saw this..


Funny how they fight, fight, fight and then curl up next to each other (somehow with seat belts on) and fall asleep and are perfectly fine. Mom says its payback... =>

Tonight on the way home from work the sun was setting and was absolutly beautiful. I missed several good pictures, but this one sorta shows God's handiwork. I was told that the sunrise the other morning was fenomenal, but, unfortunatly, I was in class and didn't get to see it.



I am studying through the book of Hebrews for my personal devotions and absolutly loving it. Chapter one has been about the angels and how even though they are pretty significant, they aren't anywhere close to God. And then verse 7 of chapter 2 talks about how man is even lower than the angels...and that really puts it all into perspective. Ive also focused in on how God is perfect and never changes...mind boggling. This morning was in the first part of chapter 2 and it was talking about how if angels were in charge of the way that everything runs how we wouldn't have the gift of salvation and how special this gift is...yet how often it is rejected. That passage just left me standing in awe of God who loves ME. So cool.

Room devos last night was about how we need to wait on God for His perfect timing and trust Him at all times. Many of us have heard the saying about how when God closes one door, He opens another. This is true, yet sometimes the hallway between the two doors becomes a vicious wind-tunnel and life gets rather difficult. It is then that we struggle to trust God and find peace in the midst of the "wind-tunnel" of life. Today I received news that my great-grandma isn't doing very well. She has been in the hospital for...well...quite awhile and then she was moved temporarily to a nursing home to recover and then we realized she isn't going to and was admitted to the nursing home permenantly. She is a Christian and has placed her faith in Christ and because she believes that Christ died on the cross for her sins and then He rose again three days later, I know that even if (when) she dies, I will one day see her again. However, if there is one thing I hate, its saying good-bye..especially because of death. God has taught me a lot about death and about letting go of, yes, even my friends, but its still hard and I still struggle and still wish it didn't have to happen. The year that my Grandma died I attended a funeral every other month...and then every month.... for about 8 months. That was rough. But again, God is good and God has a perfect plan and Great-Grandma is ready to go home. She is in pain here and even though I don't want to let go of her, I know that when it is God's timing, it will be for the good of all His beloved children that she goes from laying in a bed in the nursing home to praising God in beautiful Heaven. What a day that will be!

I say this all, not looking for sympathy or anything of the sort, but because I know that others out there are hurting as well. Everyone I have met has lost someone dear to them and it hurts. I know I am encouraged when I hear how God is working in the lives of others even when there is heartache and I hope that in some way I can be an encouragement to others as well.