I have to say, living along with retired people even if I’m working for a living, I get confused as to what day it actually is. Maybe it has nothing to do with living with retired people.
This blog will likely NOT be about weight loss (although I truly haven’t EATEN much today…but whatever). It will be about faith. And faith when nothing in your day tells you to have faith…aside from your faith.
I’m not going to rehash my history, it is splattered across this blog and other places on the web…plus if you’re DYING to know what’s up with me, drop me a comment and I’ll get back with ya.
I’ve been told twice in the past week that I’ve “given up my life” for being with my family during a time of crisis. Actually, I take that back…3 times. Here’s two comments on that. One said tongue in cheek, and one not.
Tongue in cheek: What life was that, since I really didn’t HAVE much of a life to “give up”…
Not tongue in cheek: Seriously – I know someone who GAVE HIS LIFE FOR ALL OF US so that we wouldn’t die but would have everlasting life….so what if I don’t get to live in my house in Summerville. Is that such a big deal? Not to me. When I look at how much I have *in him*, I can’t for a moment think I’ve given anything close to what he gave. Christ, as our savior, gave it all. He died on a cross so that we could live. All he asked of us was to go forth and make disciples of all, baptizing in the name of the Father, Son and Holy Spirit. Oh, and to love the Lord our God with all our heart and soul…well…
I had to put in a plug to where I am being fed currently – The Well by the Sea in Myrtle Beach.
So, reality check here – I’m not some sort of wonderful soul. I’m just doing what I do. And, my mom…who thanks me all the time and tells me she OWES me…well, my response to her is, “You gave birth to me…I think the score is even…”
Peace of Christ to all of you.