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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I Just Figured Out My Problem...

 

 

October 28, 2008

 

I’m not sure if anyone even reads these blogs, but I guess this will be like confessing my own sin when I write this time. . .

 

So, here is my situation:  I am scheduled to teach in adult service this Wednesday (Ocotber 29th) and I decided a few days ago that I was going to teach on “Distractions”.  You know, the kind of distractions in your personal life that keep you from doing what you SHOULD be doing and the kind of distractions that keep you from hearing God.

I’ve got this sermon in my brain that I just need to put down on paper.  I’ve gone to my computer several times over the last few days to prepare for the sermon, but each time something happens.  Maybe you’ve guess what that “something” is, but it is DISTRACTIONS!  agh!  It is driving me *!*nuts*!* and for those that know me – you know that is not a far drive!

 

I sat down Saturday morning at my home office and started to prepare.  I, of course, was distracted by my husband.  Nothing inparticular that distracted me about him… he is quite good looking, but that wasn’t my distraction.  I was just “side-tracked” and then we ended up going to lunch with family and I never returned to finish what I had started. 

 

Yesterday, Monday, I sat down once again at my desk and put in diligent effort to make headway on my sermon in my brain.  This time I was distracted by a small 10 month old human that wanted my attention.  I was so distracted that we drove to the Temecula Mall and rode the mechanical ponies in the kid play area and also visited Old Navy for a new, cool hat.  This small 10 month old human is quite the distraction to me!

 

Now…. well, now it is Tuesday and I am at work with my small human tagging along.  My hot husband is in Atlanta, Georgia.  (No.  I didn’t send him away because he was a distraction, he is at a medical convention for his job. haha)  I am now updating the blog posts and waiting for a print job to finish in the other room.  I WOULD be working on my sermon about distractions, but I was so distracted this morning by my dog, Bobo, that I left my sermon on my home desk.  =/

 

I figured out my problem through all of this.  Not my hot husband.  Not my 10 month old small human.  Not even my cool dog Bobo.  It’s me.  Yep.  I am my own distraction.  It’s like my spirit man has ADD or something.  Can’t sit still long enough to even write the sermon on distractions.  hahaha  I guess that means that my sermon tomorrow night will be based on reality, huh?  Those are the best ones, right?

 

Pray for me. 

My small human is crying and my husband has just texted me from Atlanta.  =D