I love days like these.
I woke up to blue sky.
I prayed a lot today.
George slept until afer 7.
Shane had left me a love note in the journal we write back and forth.
He also left me a chocolate.
My morning coffee tasted extra good.
We woke Shane up kinda early.
I had privacy in my girl-only bathroom while I got ready.
I remembered to make breakfast for Shane.
We all went to the waterfront with a picnic lunch.
I can run the entire length of the waterfront and back without stopping.
George had the time of his life climbing, walking and exploring at the waterfront.
He fell asleep almost instantly in my arms for his nap.
I took a hot bath.
I remembered to cook dinner for Shane.
George slept almost 3 hours.
I already had our dinner pre-made.
George wanted to go to sleep early.
I have a new book to read tonight, and I'm going to read it instead of starting to work on my taxes.
I sure wish every day was this smooth. But its the smooth days that make the rough days survivable. And all God asks of me is to live this ONE day. Today. And I did.
Monday, January 25, 2010
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
Compassion
We don't have TV so I've been behind on the news these past few months. Tonight I decided to watch some news coverage of the Haitian earthquake. And I hope and pray with all of my heart that I'll never be the same again.
I've seem some things in my travels to Uganda 3 times, but I've never pretended to know suffering up close and personal. As I watched clips of bodies piled in the streets, of rubble as far as the eye can see, of people with literally absolutely nothing waiting for relief, of little children lost and confused and broken....I realized my incredible need for forgiveness. I am one complacent, apathetic, selfish, nominal Christian.
And I'm asking the Lord to change me. And what's scary about that is...I know the Lord will answer that prayer. The definition of compassion includes action. One can't feel compassion without acting on it if they keep to the true definition. I'm begging God for compassion. Not only for "the least of these" but for whoever comes across my path who might need a touch from the One, True Living God.
I've seem some things in my travels to Uganda 3 times, but I've never pretended to know suffering up close and personal. As I watched clips of bodies piled in the streets, of rubble as far as the eye can see, of people with literally absolutely nothing waiting for relief, of little children lost and confused and broken....I realized my incredible need for forgiveness. I am one complacent, apathetic, selfish, nominal Christian.
And I'm asking the Lord to change me. And what's scary about that is...I know the Lord will answer that prayer. The definition of compassion includes action. One can't feel compassion without acting on it if they keep to the true definition. I'm begging God for compassion. Not only for "the least of these" but for whoever comes across my path who might need a touch from the One, True Living God.
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