Short People

So far, enough encouragement has been sent my way to at least keep posting for now. Nothing like a little positive reinforcement to encourage a talker to keep talking!!! For those of you that know me, realize that is not a problem for me. To be such a short person, my mouth seems to totally overcompensate for that "shortcoming". Don't worry short jokes have never bothered me...although I never liked that song "Short People Got No Reason To Live". Again for those of you who know me very well, are fully aware that I am now singing that song in my head.

That song really is so depressing. I certainly believe that I have every reason to live. First of all..God still wants me on this earth for some reason. I am trying to listen more carefully for that reason every day. I struggle internally trying to determine if the voice in my head is God leading me or Satan. I worry that in my attempt to control the situation that Satan whispers quietly enough that I hear him more clearly than God, and since it agrees with what I was thinking anyway..it must be correct. When actually the answer is much easier...when in doubt, keep praying and praying and praying. God will show the way if we only listen and wait for Him to answer in His time. I often say,"God is never late", but I don't listen to my own advice.

Back to the song...2nd reason to live.. God still needs me to raise my two kids with my hubby. That being said at the same time as I tell Coop to eat 2 more bites of his hamburger. How exactly do we come up with these random number of bites to eat? I don't remember seeing any guidelines on how to judge this, but my parents did the same to me so I guess it just happens. The bargaining begins with his ultimate goal being the "Little Debbie" cupcake he has spied in the pantry. More importantly, raising Christian kids is tough these days. I feel so fortunate that they have a strong church family. Every once in a while something happens that gives me reaffirmation that they get it.

Coop had dropped more than half of a container of fish food in his tank and needless to say it had to be emptied. As I began to remove the fish from the tank, I explained to him that the fish might not make it thru this because of the extreme water changes. Immediately, he bowed his head and began praying for his fish...he got it.

When I started typing tonight I had no idea what I was gonna say. By reminding myself of the two most important things in my life this entry has certainly turned a Monday that wasn't too good into another reason to be thankful!!
And yes, that song is still in my head!!