One of the things I absolutely hate doing is waiting. I am a "do now" person. Tell me the job and I'll get it done. I am a task manager and I work better under pressure.
The problem with that is sometimes in the midst of my task managing, I miss very important details. Sometimes, I even miss an opportunity to hear from God.
The Hebrew word for wait means to twist or stretch, and includes the idea of tension and enduring. It means to look forward with confident hope that is good and beneficial. Twisting, stretching? Tension? Well all of that is the story of my life!!!
Here is my big realization or the day... If I wait on God with hope I am directly aligning myself and connecting with God. As I type this out, it makes no sense to me and yet at the same time it does. All He wants from me is to quietly wait on Him. Sounds easy, but can I really wait? Can I be quiet while I wait? I am a talk, talk, talker. I love to talk. Once again, with all of my talking I sure do miss that opportunity of hearing from my Maker. Lord, please help me to shut up and listen!!!
Tuesday, August 26, 2008
Monday, August 25, 2008
Not winning
As the Greg and Renee competition continues, I will admit to biking with Greg last night and and hard as it is to admit, he beat me. I can make up all of the excuses I can think of, but the bottom line is he is biking more than me and yes, he is looking better than me.
The challenge is still going on. I may be down this week, but I'll be back!!!
The challenge is still going on. I may be down this week, but I'll be back!!!
Friday, August 22, 2008
Fried but not fired
I have had so much to blog about over this past week but I have not allowed myself the time to sit and type. Now it is Friday evening and worked a full, very long day, came home and mopped my floors and put in 2 loads of laundry. Now that I am done with all of that, my brain is totally fried and I am at a blank for what to talk about.
Basically, I don't want to be labeled as "fired" again. So, I will blog more later.
Basically, I don't want to be labeled as "fired" again. So, I will blog more later.
Thursday, August 14, 2008
"Winning"
As I wrote about in my last blog, my husband and I are in competition with each other trying to become the "fittest" first. We just can't stop. He and I are to competitive. A couple of nights ago I came up with this lame brain idea to race him through our neighborhood. Since this is my blog, I claim victory to the race. We even made it home in record time traveling 6.5 miles in 20 minutes (by bike).
There is a but to this story. While I bask in my achievement of winning, I must admit that I hurt my legs. I either pulled something or sprain something. So now, miss winner is nursing yet again another sports injury. Two days later, I can't even look at my bike. My legs are just so sore. So tonight Greg decides that he is going on a bike ride and I must resort to walking only 1 mile around the block tonight. As I come back home tonight and pass my bike who is calling my name, I slowly and painfully walk in the door to prepare myself for work tomorrow.
The reason for writing about something so boring is God is so awesome. He reminded me of a very valuable point. There are so many times when I think that I can "go ahead" of God. I say to Him, "Thanks but no thanks. Things are going great right now and I don't need you. I am winning this task right now. I'm glad you are there and I'll let you know when I need you." There is a BIG BUT to this story................ Bottom line................. I can't go ahead of Him. When I do, I hurt myself. Just like I hurt myself when I thought that I was all-that by thinking I was so hip, young, and cool by taking up roller blading. We all know how that turned out. By the way, that young, hip thing costed us $200.00 out of pocket for the fun hospital visit!!
Isn't it great when God says no...what he means is, " Renee, I love you and don't hurt yourself."
There is a but to this story. While I bask in my achievement of winning, I must admit that I hurt my legs. I either pulled something or sprain something. So now, miss winner is nursing yet again another sports injury. Two days later, I can't even look at my bike. My legs are just so sore. So tonight Greg decides that he is going on a bike ride and I must resort to walking only 1 mile around the block tonight. As I come back home tonight and pass my bike who is calling my name, I slowly and painfully walk in the door to prepare myself for work tomorrow.
The reason for writing about something so boring is God is so awesome. He reminded me of a very valuable point. There are so many times when I think that I can "go ahead" of God. I say to Him, "Thanks but no thanks. Things are going great right now and I don't need you. I am winning this task right now. I'm glad you are there and I'll let you know when I need you." There is a BIG BUT to this story................ Bottom line................. I can't go ahead of Him. When I do, I hurt myself. Just like I hurt myself when I thought that I was all-that by thinking I was so hip, young, and cool by taking up roller blading. We all know how that turned out. By the way, that young, hip thing costed us $200.00 out of pocket for the fun hospital visit!!
Isn't it great when God says no...what he means is, " Renee, I love you and don't hurt yourself."
Wednesday, August 13, 2008
"Fired"
According to my friend Carly (who introduced me to blogging) told me that I was fired because I am not regularly updating anymore. So... to get off of the fired list... this one's for you girl.
I think that in order to blog I must have a big storey to report. I have absolutely nothing to report. Other than school is about to begin and I am missing my old teachers terribly. The new teachers are great, don't get me wrong, but they are not my "old friends". I had a new teacher in my office today and I am not kidding when I say that I spent almost 20 minutes telling her about the former teacher that she replaced.
Besides school starting, everything else is good. My daughter is anxiously (not) awaiting for school to start. It is tough getting her back into the swing of going to bed and getting her up in the morning.
My husband and I are in a competition with each other to see who will become the fittest and who can do it the fastest. Both of us have changed our eating habits and we literally kill each other when we are out jogging, walking, or bike riding. He and I are so competitive that one of us is going to win and since it is my blog, I will be the winner!!
I think that in order to blog I must have a big storey to report. I have absolutely nothing to report. Other than school is about to begin and I am missing my old teachers terribly. The new teachers are great, don't get me wrong, but they are not my "old friends". I had a new teacher in my office today and I am not kidding when I say that I spent almost 20 minutes telling her about the former teacher that she replaced.
Besides school starting, everything else is good. My daughter is anxiously (not) awaiting for school to start. It is tough getting her back into the swing of going to bed and getting her up in the morning.
My husband and I are in a competition with each other to see who will become the fittest and who can do it the fastest. Both of us have changed our eating habits and we literally kill each other when we are out jogging, walking, or bike riding. He and I are so competitive that one of us is going to win and since it is my blog, I will be the winner!!
Friday, August 1, 2008
Riding out the storm
Today is my official last weekday off for this summer. Summer has flown by with many turns along the way.
I haven't blogged in almost 2 weeks. I can make any excuse I want, but the bottom line is, they are all excuses. The last time I blogged we were still in Illinois and typed about our severe weather outbreak that we were in the midst of. On Monday, July 21st at 6:15 am, we were a direct hit of a Derecho storm, which is basically the equivalent of an EF1 Tornado. To be quite honest, I am still in shock of the whole thing ans have a difficult time talking about it. The only thing I could think to say about this experience was it was almost like being outside of the house during Hurricane Wilma. The noise, the sounds were horrible. We were Not in a safe place during the storm. With that being said, God was with us. He was our safe shelter during the storm. He protected us and that is all I can really say.
After the storm has passed, we, the whole town was in complete shock and many faces seemed disoriented. As we traveled touring the damage, the look and sounds were complete devastation. There was no power, and no relief from the heat. But again, God was in control. We were able to seek shelter in another town at my Aunt's house. We were able to shower and prepare for our departure out of town the following day.
As the sun came up on Tuesday morning, Shelly was more than willing to "jump" out of bed knowing that we were on our way home. The airport is only 2 blocks from my Mom's house and the same destruction and devastation that was all through my Mom's neighborhood was the very same at the airport. The airport was running on generator power only with only 2 airline able to fly in and out. Praise God, Delta was one! We sifted through manual check-in and had to go through the "old fashion" way of boarding the plane. I hadn't seen so many happy faces as I did while boarding that plane.
We got home late Tuesday evening and Shelly was lost in her Dad's protecting arms. Once I hit Greg's arm, I collapsed into him. He had never looked more beautiful to me than he did that very moment we made eye contact.
Unfortunately, we left my Mom behind to deal with the clean-up and insurance adjusters. My Mom is such a strong lady. She is classy in every sense of the word. I am so honored to be her daughter. I only hope that one day I will have the same kind of strength as her.
I haven't blogged in almost 2 weeks. I can make any excuse I want, but the bottom line is, they are all excuses. The last time I blogged we were still in Illinois and typed about our severe weather outbreak that we were in the midst of. On Monday, July 21st at 6:15 am, we were a direct hit of a Derecho storm, which is basically the equivalent of an EF1 Tornado. To be quite honest, I am still in shock of the whole thing ans have a difficult time talking about it. The only thing I could think to say about this experience was it was almost like being outside of the house during Hurricane Wilma. The noise, the sounds were horrible. We were Not in a safe place during the storm. With that being said, God was with us. He was our safe shelter during the storm. He protected us and that is all I can really say.
After the storm has passed, we, the whole town was in complete shock and many faces seemed disoriented. As we traveled touring the damage, the look and sounds were complete devastation. There was no power, and no relief from the heat. But again, God was in control. We were able to seek shelter in another town at my Aunt's house. We were able to shower and prepare for our departure out of town the following day.
As the sun came up on Tuesday morning, Shelly was more than willing to "jump" out of bed knowing that we were on our way home. The airport is only 2 blocks from my Mom's house and the same destruction and devastation that was all through my Mom's neighborhood was the very same at the airport. The airport was running on generator power only with only 2 airline able to fly in and out. Praise God, Delta was one! We sifted through manual check-in and had to go through the "old fashion" way of boarding the plane. I hadn't seen so many happy faces as I did while boarding that plane.
We got home late Tuesday evening and Shelly was lost in her Dad's protecting arms. Once I hit Greg's arm, I collapsed into him. He had never looked more beautiful to me than he did that very moment we made eye contact.
Unfortunately, we left my Mom behind to deal with the clean-up and insurance adjusters. My Mom is such a strong lady. She is classy in every sense of the word. I am so honored to be her daughter. I only hope that one day I will have the same kind of strength as her.
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