A Simple Reminder…


Last night, I went through the pantry trying to satisfy my nightly chocolate craving.  I did have a box of the chocolate Special K cereal on hand, but no skim milk.  Besides, I think I needed something a little more hard-core than cereal.  The only thing I could find were poptarts.  They weren’t a flavor that I’m fond of, but decided they would have to do.

While I waited for the toaster to do its job, I reminisced about the days when my husband was home.  That man always had chocolate in this house… for me.  Some nights he would come home from work with 5 bags of M&M’s… for me.  Other times, I might have gone through my stash quicker than he expected and he would just go to the store, at whatever time, to bring me back whatever I wanted.  That is love!  Now, I’m stuck with poptarts.

Those stupid poptarts gave me a simple reminder of our love.  Sometimes, I think that being a military spouse makes me the lucky one.  Our times apart allow us to anticipate each other.  I get butterflies in my stomach when I think about him coming home for two weeks in December.   I’m already trying to map out an outfit and I have been running so I can keep up with him when he gets home.

Sometimes, we get stuck in a routine in our marriages.  We lose the “spark” that we had in the early years.  It’s hard to keep romance alive amidst work, cleaning toilets, and raising children.  It’s hard, but not impossible.  When you were dating or newlywed, did you send your wife flowers for no reason?  Did you get dressed up just because your man was coming to take you out on a date?  Did you leave a note on his car?  Did you hold her hand?  Did you laugh at his jokes?  Did you tell her she was beautiful?

What would it mean to your spouse if you did those things again?  Women, put on some lipstick and run a brush through your hair before he gets home from work.  Men, before you park in the recliner, give your wife a kiss and tell her she’s beautiful before you ask what’s for dinner.  Hold each other’s hand.

Marriage is work.  Sometimes, it’s doing little things that have the biggest impact.  Sometimes you need to search for the butterflies.  I’ll bet with a little work you will find them again.

“I am my beloved’s and my beloved is mine;” Song of Songs 6:3

A Time for Everything…


My son has an out-of-town baseball tournament this weekend.  Rather than dread it, I decided to make it into a mini vacation.  I’m coming to terms with the fact that attitude is everything, so, I better pick a good one.  I don’t know about you, but a weekend out-of-town means that I must clean house before we leave.  Coming home to a clean house is… well, almost magical.

I used to procrastinate. Now that I’m managing everything by myself, I simply don’t have time to procrastinate.  It’s amazing how much one can get done if they just do it.  I’ve had several people say “I don’t know how you do it all.”  Well, it takes getting off my fanny and doing it!  What is that law of physics?… a body in motion stays in motion.  It’s true!

The Bible says that “there is a time for everything.”  There is!  I’ve been a busy bee all week trying to get the house cleaned, work, church, kids to school, their homework, baseball practice, yard work… I could go on (and on), but I’ll spare you.  Surprisingly, I’ve had time to get all these things done.  Even more shocking… I’ve had time to have lunch with a friend, run everyday, play BeJeweled, Words With Friends, mail a package to my husband, watch a few baseball games on tv, and a few other activities, which I consider luxuries.

If you have a problem not getting things done, I ask “what are you doing?”  If the answer is sitting, I suggest you get up!  Simply get up.  It’s truly amazing how much time you will have to do the things you need to do and some things you want to do, if you just get up.

We all have the same number of hours in a day and God says that there is time for everything.  So, what are you putting off?  Get up, get moving.  Let me know how it goes!

“There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under heaven:” Ecclesiastes 3:1

Like Riding a Bike…


The term “like riding a bike” usually means something that is easy or an action that you could repeat even if you haven’t done it in a while.  To me, the term strikes fear.  I guess that when God made me the only thing that he wanted me to be on or in with wheels is a car.  When I was young(er), I veered into a car that was trying to pass me. (I know, skills!)  Some time later, I was riding my cousin’s bike, which was way too tall for me.  We were travelling downhill at the speed of light.  There sat a mail truck, waiting patiently for us to pass.  Little did the mailman know, I couldn’t stop… or reach the ground.  So, head on into the mail truck I went.  I was banged up, the bike was not so lucky.

My boys want to start riding their bikes to school this year.  I needed to time the trip and to see if they could make it by themselves.  That meant, we all needed to make the trip together.  After much pessimism, I borrowed a friend’s bike.  I assured her that I would stay away from the postal service.  We set out for the two and a half mile trip.

At first, I was a little wobbly and nervous on the turns.  I was truly enjoying the ride, but all the while dreading the end.  The stop and the dismount are my downfall, literally!  It’s been so long since I rode a bike that there were a few times when I was pedalling backwards hoping to find breaks.  (Yes, I saw the hand breaks, but reflex went to the feet.)

I managed to stop and dismount a few times on this journey.  Other than the steady incline on the way back that made my legs feel like, well awful, I had a good time.  It made me feel silly for waiting so long to conquer the bicycle.  It makes me wonder how many things we put off or don’t do because we fear the outcome.  Most of the time, the outcome is not how we imagine it will be, but we have to take that first step to try.  Is there something that you want to conquer?  What are you waiting for?  Say a prayer and go for it!

“So do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you; I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.” Isaiah 41:10

The Moon…


We’ve made it a little over seven months.  Some days have been struggles, but we’ve managed.  If you’ve followed from the beginning, you know that my oldest son went through a tough time before and when daddy left.  Now, it is my youngest.  I knew this day would come, yet I was not prepared.

We’ve been able to Skype my husband about once a week since he left in December, 2011.  I’ve been spoiled, I know!  Last night was our last time to Skype for a few months because he will be out to sea.  I was getting sad while talking with him, but held it together as best I could.  I never want to bring down his morale.

My boys seemed fine while chatting with daddy.  When I was done, I turned off the computer and starting getting ready for bed.  I asked my youngest to get my phone charger out of my office.  He returned sobbing.  The screen that once held daddy was lifeless.  It finally hit him.  He sobbed for about two hours.  I deal with my own pain… dealing with my child’s pain is excruciating.

I was reminded by a friend that joy comes in the morning.  It did.  He woke in a playful mood and wanted to visit the park where daddy always took him.  I obliged.  I woke to this picture from my husband.  I find comfort in knowing that half way around the world, we still share the same moon.  We are apart, but we remain together.  Our marriage has taken some hits, but our love remains, like the moon.  It is there in quiet peace every night.

“God made two great lights – the greater light to govern the day and the lesser light to govern the night. He also made the stars.” Genesis 1:16

Angry American…


Today there are a lot of people supporting a business that expressed its views when asked.  There are also a lot of people expressing their views against that business.  This is America and both sides are allowed to expresses themselves in a peaceful way.  I’m fine with that.

However, I am not fine with a mayor’s position to ban a business from his city.  Since when did our fine country become this?  How can a government official decide that a business can not open because the beliefs of the owners do not agree with that of the official?!  I don’t really care what the beliefs are because if the standard is set, everything is free rein.

If the people of that city truly would not support a business based on its beliefs, then consumer power would determine the fate of the business in that city… not the government.  That is true of any business.  I choose not to support some businesses because of a lack of customer service, lack of cleanliness, or product selection.  That is my choice.  Since when did the residents of a city required their mayor to decide what businesses that they choose to support or not support?

I guess we truly are getting lazy in fighting for our country and our rights.  We are slowly allowing the government to make more decisions for us… like in New York over the size of soda that you can drink!  This is absurd!  I am angered at the arrogance of government officials!  My husband proudly serves to defend this nation against all evils, foreign and domestic.  I choose to defend it, too!

I pray that when election day rolls around that you will have researched your candidates thoroughly.  I pray that you take that knowledge to the polls and VOTE!  Your voice can and will be heard, but only if you VOTE!  Will you defend this nation?  Will you stand up for what you believe or will you sit idly by as our government takes away every responsibility that we have as individuals?

“The fool says in his heart, “There is no God.”” Psalms 14:1