Unslumped… maybe?

I’m feeling more like my old self again and though there isn’t one thing that helped make the change, I think it was a combination of the following things:

  • vacation – nothing like almost two weeks away from work to give you a breather; I’m not dreading Mondays every Sunday night
  • starting a new, I hesitate to use the word diet, but way of eating
  • working on finding my voice and nurturing my interests with this blog
  • my kids being slightly older and playing together just a little bit more, though I still say, “Stop hitting/poking/touching/pushing/headlocking/
    ninja-ing/tackling/kicking your brother” at least 10 times a day
  • rediscovering my love for reading and actually enjoying books instead of television shows in the evening
  • quality time with friends – I forget each year that the time from mid-November through April is almost always difficult for me when it comes to getting to spend quality time with my friends and I need that time to feel like me and I miss them so much when I don’t get it. Actually, I feel like we’re not friends anymore because so much time goes by without getting together – but it’s the same every year and then April comes and the holidays are over, the snow has stopped (usually) and normal life returns. I love my girl time.
  • Being more intentional about letting people know I appreciate them or am thinking about them – I know I always appreciate the extra encouragement, but I love how good it makes me feel to be the one sending it along to others.
  • date nights with the hubs – I love getting away just the two of us; even if just for dinner and a movie, spending time together apart from our kids is the best thing

Things About Me: George

Shortly after Simon and I got married and before we thought about having kids, we decided to get a dog. Well, more accurately, I convinced Simon that we should get a dog. A tiny little ball of fur that we named George.

I think perhaps Simon thought we would get a respectable dog, like a lab or a golden retriever, rather than a miniature poodle. Sorry about that. Our friends were going to pick up their second dog from a breeder here in town who only dealt with small dogs but she (the breeder) had somehow managed to get a mid-sized dog from one of her pairings, that was more in the acceptable-to-Simon size range (she thought it would grow to about 35 pounds). But that dog definitely wasn’t for us, the minute she put it in the kennel for us to check out, it climbed up and out of the enclosure. A dog that was an escape artist and way too full of energy was not what we were looking for; he ended up going to a home with three small boys. But then she mentioned she had a pair of black miniature poodles that would be available in a couple more weeks. She brought them out and I was smitten with the little ball of fur (George was about 3 pounds at that point and so adorable). Simon knew it was a lost cause to try to talk me out of getting him. Men are no match against the power of a tiny, cute dog.

Coincidentally, George’s “birth certificate” listed his birthdate as April 29, just one day before our wedding so he was just meant to be our dog. It should be noted, Simon was the one to break first and allow him to sleep our bed after we had him for a few weeks, so I think he was just as smitten as I was. He’s also the one to complain the most because George sleeps between us with his feet poked into Simon… clearly the dog loves me more.

George will forever be out first “child.” Yes, we are those people who love their dog just a little too much. Now I just need to work on getting a second dog added to the mix in the next 3-5 years so when George dies we can have another dog all trained and the boys won’t be without a pet. Simon is not as much in favor of this idea as I am, but we all know eventually I’ll get my way.

Heaven is for real

For my book club we are currently reading Heaven is for Real: A Little Boy’s Astounding Story of His Trip to Heaven and Back by Todd Burpo. And not to give it away (the title pretty much gives you the gist of the book), it’s the true story of a little boy who recounts spending three minutes in heaven while he is having an emergency appendectomy. Months after the surgery he starts telling his parents little tidbits about his experience there (three minutes seems to last a lot longer in heaven, something the Bible alludes to). I read it Sunday (it was a quick read) and I kept turning to Simon and saying things like: “This is unbelieveable.” “This book is amazing.” “I just can’t believe this.” “Wow, I’m having a hard time wrapping my mind around this.”

It’s really just an ordinary story about an extraordinary thing. A little boy named Colton, who was just slightly younger than Liam, visited heaven and sat on Jesus’ lap. He proved to his parents that he was there by telling them what they were doing while he was in surgery (something he wouldn’t have known unless he saw it separate from his body) and describing what heaven was like in his own words but in a way that corresponded directly with scripture using imagery not commonly taught on a 4-year-old’s level (i.e., unfamiliar to him). He also recounted meeting his great-grandfather and his little sister who his mom had miscarried before be was born, both strangers to him. It really is an amazing story. And yet it’s almost easier for me to accept it as fiction than as an actual reality (which it is).

I believe the Bible and I readily accept that, during that time, humans on earth saw heavenly beings or had heaven revealed to them in visions and dreams, so why can’t I accept that God is doing those very things in the present time? That a little boy can go to heaven and come back to tell his story? God’s interaction with people didn’t stop when the Bible was written or at some undetermined moment in time since then. He is ever-present, I think it’s us who have become more distant, more cynical, less likely to notice Him or His presence in our lives. And certainly more skeptical when we hear stories of others who claim to have seen heaven or heard the voice of God.

We cannot possibly comprehend the full nature of God or heaven and what will happen when we meet God face-to-face in His eternal kingdom. But we are human and we so love to explain things away, to understand everything about everything. We need to stop doing that and to embrace a childlike faith, to let go of the notion that we need to fully get everything. I think (or hope) in doing that, God will reveal more about Himself to us than we ever could have imagined; we won’t be getting in our own way. Yes, life can suck and bad things can (and do) happen but God loves us and He is with us always; He is there when life sucks and when bad things happen. He’s not going to turn away when we question Him or vent our frustrations, as the author says in the book, God already knows how we are feeling so there’s no point in trying to hide it from Him. The point is: He is there in heaven and here with us. We are never alone, never unloved.

It’s not that I don’t believe heaven is real or that something like this can/could/did happen, it’s that I don’t always live like I believe it [that’s a topic for a whole different post.] Heaven is for real. I need to keep remembering that, to keep living a life that reflects that truth and to have faith like a child.

You need to read this book, you probably think you don’t, but trust me, you do!

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Music Monday: Most Played

According to my iTunes account, these are my most played songs – apparently I really like them…

You Are the Best Thing | Ray Lamontagne

All I Can Say | David Crowder Band

Apologize | OneRepublic (I’ve already linked to this one here, so instead I’ll share their current song, which is making its way up the ranks in my iTunes.)
Good Life

Fugitive | David Gray (linked to this one here)
Here’s another favorite, a live version of Babylon

A Long December | Counting Crows

The Good Kind | The Wreckers

Big Girls Don’t Cry | Fergie (I’m a bit embarrassed by the singer, but I love this song, I can’t help it)

Favorite Finds – 4/16/11

Here are MY favorite finds from around the web:

Crafts I’d like to try:

Recipes I’d like to try:

Things I’d like to buy:

  • There’s something about these glass plastic bags that are utterly perfect (spotted at Tangled and True)
  • Any of this artwork for my boys’ rooms
  • Could these be my perfect shoe?
  • These adorably packaged chocolate covered espresso beans (spied on Design Sponge)
  • This really should be filed under, things I’ve bought and you should, too: Matt Logelin’s book Two Kissed For Maddy (disclaimer: you will read this and cry, because it is about his wife dying the day after giving birth to their daughter and how he went on from there as a single parent; I cannot even imagine)

Posts I liked and I’ll tell you why…

  • These birth announcements from parcelpost are simply adorable, almost worth having another child so I can use the idea – almost (spotted at Tangled and True)
  • My house needs more greenery since right now it’s pretty confined to the eating area in our kitchen – thanks for the inspirtion, Sandy!
  • My son is also turning into a bit of a lying liar (but really, I love everything that Emily writes)
  • I wholeheartedly agree with this post – I don’t see the point in keeping kids from doing something fun for fear they will get hurt, especially since kids get hurt doing normal things (Liam has a scar on his chin from a leaning too hard on a toy and having it slip across the floor causing him to fall and hit his chin on that toy). The last paragraph is my favorite part.

New to me blogs:

  • I think this site could help me be a more creative parent: Modern Parents Messy Kids (or at least give me fodder for wanting to be more creative
  • Not *exactly* new to me, but this blog fell of my radar for a while when I switched blog readers: Sweet Juniper
  • I borrowed her Five Question Friday questions from Sandy’s blog but now that I have found her, I think she’s great: My Little Life, Five Crooked Halos
  • What a fantastic idea for a blog… got a gripe? She’s got a way for you to get your revenge: Ya Don’t Say