Get'er done

Some days I let myself get overwhelmed with all that needs to be (probably more like could be not needs) done.  Combine this with my ocd tendancies and my post partum nesting compulsions well some days it's not pretty, I'll just leave it at that.

Today I took a day off for me...translated that means that I am cleaning to house like crazy...however I did paint my nails...red!  I've had coffee...hmm that reminds me I need to make some more.  I feel like I've accomplished alot...but when I started to tell my hubby all I had done...it didn't seem like so much.  I wonder if this isn't so different from being a "good" Christian.  I can have others tell me how insert compliment here I am but when I start to tell God about this...it really feels a little like me bragging about say walking to the end of the driveway. Ok let me insert a disclaimer here (even though it's my blog and I shouldn't need a disclaimer) I KNOW that getting to the end of the drive is impossible for some, even getting out of bed it a monumental task, but I am a healthy young (no comments please) adult so this is a normal task.

Paul talks to Timothy about completing the race: 2 Timothy 4:7 "I have fought the good fight, I have finished the race, I have kept the faith." We do good things to please the Lord but even then we are still sinners, disgusting and untouchable in His sight.  Should I then stop...no I have the assurance that I am covered in the perfect blood of Christ because that is what God sees when I hold up my day to Him.  I try to teach my children to glorify God each day.  My actions will teach them more than anything I can ever say to them so I will keep the faith, I will continue to fight the fight to get'er done.

Matters of the Heart

Today has been and emotional roller coaster.  My husband and I grew up in the Joplin, MO area and are just heartbroken over the devastation there.  Seeing places where we grew up, played, when on dates together ~ where our friends and families work and shop and live ~ completely destroyed is surreal. 

I want to be there helping...taking care of those who have nothing and are in far greater shock than I, but realitsically, an emotional, 6 month pregnant lady would really not be super helpful.  I know that the best place for me is right here.

What is so very moving to me though is the kindness of others.  Today I have experienced an outpouring of concern and kindness that was very unexpected.  I had no idea that so many were aware of our connection to the tragedy but the kind words, prayers, and concerned inquiries have blessed me more than my vocabulary can express.  My heart bursts with pride at the kindness of others I've seen.  The opening of homes to others, helping others to find someone...just the humble selflessness that is flooding the area. 

I'm by no means the only person with personal connection to this tragedy and my heart breaks for those who have lost loved ones and those that are homelss, jobless, or now both.  I want to thank all of you who have reached out to my family and my husbands family in kindness and care.  It means more than you'll ever know.