Wednesday, November 26, 2008

One thing I've learned

This morning it was drizzling before I left work. Some of my coworkers were complaining. "People don't know how to drive in the rain." "It's so gloomy out there" (coming from people who live in a state that averages 300 days of sun!) "It's cold..." I was very tired so it was easy to nod along with the whining. But as I was driving home, I saw the most amazing sunrise - one of those that I was kicking myself for not having my camera with me. The sun was this crazy shade of orange-yellow, peeking through the clouds. I don't think I've ever seen anything like it. And then a little further on there was a HUGE rainbow in the sky. (I tried to take a picture with my cell phone, which is the picture above.) I immediately repented of the grumbling and thanked God. It's cliche, but it was such a strong reminder to me - there can't be rainbows without rain. And then I remembered where I was 4 years ago at this time, and what we had been through that year. I had just gotten my job after 8 months of not having one, after suddenly becoming a single parent, after the worst betrayal I've ever experienced. I have nothing to complain about. I had plenty of rain, and I'm so thankful for the rainbows.

Without tough times, good times don't seem as good, they're just normal, we take them for granted, like people in Phoenix take sunshine for granted. I know this Thanksgiving finds many people struggling, especially financially. It's so hard to be thankful for hard times, I know, but there is blessing and grace then too, there are things to be learned, and they make the good times all that much more good.

Romans 5:3 and 4: Not only so, but we also rejoice in our sufferings, because we know that suffering produces perseverance; perseverance, character; and character, hope.

Happy Thanksgiving :D

Saturday, November 08, 2008

Is my kid the only one who does stuff like this?

Tonight was really one of the worst nights I've had in a while. We went out to dinner with my sister who was in town. She lives 2000 miles away. She asked my opinion on the election and we clearly had differing viewpoints. After it was obvious we weren't going to agree, I said "I'm not going to change your mind and you aren't going to change mine, I really don't feel the need to debate these things, so let's talk about something else." She ranted on for several more minutes and finally when nobody responded to her, she changed the subject. Our dinner party consisted of her, me and 3 of my kids. Even we had wanted to debate, an 8 year old wouldn't have much fun at a dinner like that. So maybe that's why...

My 8 year old nearly hung himself on the middle seat belt in the back seat of my car. We were most of the way home when he said "Mom, the seat belt is caught around my neck." I was on the freeway, and he was in the seat directly behind me. I tried to have the other kids help him, but they couldn't figure out where or why it was caught like that. It was truly wrapped around his neck and there was no give in either direction. If I would have been in even a minor fender bender, it could have killed him. I'm not sure how he did it, but he did. He told me later that he was playing with the middle seat belt. I ended up having to cut the seat belt to get it off his neck. We then had a nice discussion about how seat belts are absolutely not toys and he is to never ever do anything like that again. Ok, maybe it was more of a lecture.

So really, is my kid the only one who does stuff like that? And, how did I get so, umm, fortunate... to have such a...unique... child?!