Open a Door That No Man Can Shut...

So, Friendo here (i.e., Sierra, my 24lb human daughter), recently discovered the doggy door.  For a while she has known about the doggy door and has been throwing her toys out the plastic flap only to land outside – out of reach and in Bobo’s (our 8lb dog’s) way of getting back into the house.

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A Few French Fries Short of a Happy Meal.

Have you ever known someone who is good at “bending the truth”?  You know, little things that seem really small and insignificant until they start to pile up and become big? 

I realize that we all exaggerate to some degree.   Yes, I do believe that exaggeration is just another form of lying and Yes, I do it quite a bit myself… about 1,000 times a day (exaggeration of course).  

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Pedal Pusher.

It has been a while now that my 3-year-old, my 36 pounder, first-born, Friendo - Sierra Starr – has been trying to ride her bike.  Actually, it has been a very long time.  Her grandparents bought her this cool bike last year with training wheels, sparkles, pink, – the whole nine yards.  However, it is the kind of bike that when you pedal backwards it is the break and she kept trying, for whatever reason, to pedal backwards.

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The Journey.

  The road was long, bumpy and full of potholes. It was hot outside and I wanted to go home. I was tired of the journey. I was weary of the same scenery. Nothing seemed to change. It was all desert. Here and there would be a small stream, but it was never enough. It was only enough to keep me moving, to keep me pressing on.

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My Happy Little Life...

 

July 28, 2008

        I learned something new today.  It is probably something that most of you already know, so bear with me here.  I learned that while I am busy trying to make my “happy little life” here on earth, God is trying to get my attention and let me know that life is not about my “happy little life.”  When I go through trials and hard times, I think that my “happy little life” isn’t happy and get frustrated and mad… sometimes even at God.  I think He doesn’t want to give me what will make me happy whether that is an object, an emotion, health, etc.

 

        Yes, God wants me to be happy.  He wants to see me live a happy life.  However, I have found that I am often wrong about what I believe will put the “happy” in my “little life”.  God knows that until I can become holy and true to Him I won’t be happy. 

 

          Sometimes I am like a child who throws a fit because I can’t have a toy or watch TV.  In the moment, I could care less that my mother adores me.  My world is out of wack.  I don’t see that my heart is not in the right place.  I need my mother’s love and comfort far more then I need the thing that I have made an idol of.

 

          I don’t think that God causes mishap, hurt, or pain in our lives, but I do believe that He takes those mishaps, hurts, and pains and tests us with them.  He wants to make sure we get back on track and our little world gets priorities back in line.   Deuteronomy 13:3 says, “The Lord your God is testing you to find out whether you love Him with all your heart and with all your soul.” 

Hmmm…maybe my “happy little life” can be happier with more of God…?