Thursday, November 20, 2008

Peace He Gives to Us

(From the heart of she)

I am so ready for this break! My parents are coming up from Florida and we are all staying in my uncle's cabin for the Thanksgiving holiday. I can not wait to just sit around and do nothing. (Except, of course, entertain Zaba). I feel like my life has been going in high speed since August. I had all of these plans for things that I wanted to do with my time outside of work...hasn't happened. And then I think about all of you mothers out there and I wonder how in the world you are able to accomplish all that you do! You really impress me. It doesn't help that I am a neat freak and feel that I have to spend every free moment doing laundry and vacuuming up dog hair (while always making mental lists of what else I would like to do around the house to get everything in its 'perfect order'. ) Yes- I have a problem. I am not sure when it all began. You can ask my mother- I was not like this growing up. I know that God put Zaba in my life to teach me the importance of valuing what really matters. Unfortunately, I am still fighting God on the actual acceptance piece of that.
Anyways, It will be nice to get away from everything for a few days and spend some time with my family. I hope that God gives all of you peace and rest over your holiday as well.

Wednesday, November 19, 2008

A Wonderful Wife

(From the mind of he)

I have a wonderful wife. She has a full time job, in which she gives her all to the kids. Then she comes home and takes care of Zaba while I'm at work. She takes care of the house and me. She also prepares a craft for Sunday school on a weekly basis and gets food for FCA.

She is a blessing to many, especially me.

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

Hunger and Thirst

(From the mind of he)

The Bible says, "Blessed are those who hunger and thirst after righteousness." When I look at my own life and compare it with this verse I see that I sometimes hunger and thirst after righteousness, but not 100% of the time. Zaba demonstrates what true hunger and thirst looks like in a physical way.
When we are eating he is always there. He wants the food we eat so badly. We don't feed him our food and he is not happy about that. He barks and whines when he can't have it. We have started putting him in his crate when we eat because of his persistence. I don't know where this desire for our food comes from because I don't believe he has ever been feed people food. I believe it comes natural for him because of his sense of smell. He can tell that people food is something good due to the smell.
To connect my line of thought I will go with this. We were originally created to worship God. Due to the fall our natural desires have changed. We have to fight the world and the distractions and temptations that come with it, and be active in our hunger and thirst for righteousness. I've learned that if I do nothing then I don't grow. I need to follow the example of Zaba and his diligence. I need to be as hungry for God's word and His presence as my dog is for my food. We have to restrain him or he will get the food. I need to have that drive. I believe that drive only comes from prayer.
This blog was kind of random, thanks for reading.

Sunday, November 9, 2008

Unphased

(From the Heart of She)

If there was any question that our dog would be affected by the 'altering' it was ceased the moment he came bounding out of the back of the vets office when I went to pick him up. In only a matter of hours after returning home he was jumping up on the couch, jumping on the counter searching for food, chasing after his toys, and wanting to run around in the yard. We didn't even have to use the pain medicine that the vet gave us for him. (But I must confess the thought of drugging our dog for a few hours of peace did cross my mind). :)

Results of Poll: Less than 4 hours

Thursday, November 6, 2008

A-Day

(From the mind of he)

My dog is getting altered tomorrow. That is the way the vet put it, not me. I feel bad for the little guy. He's going to be a eunuch. My puppy has a wild spirit and I'm somewhat afraid that spirit will also be altered with the loss of his manhood. I take him in at 9 tomorrow morning and the wife will pick him up after school. Tomorrow is a sad day.

Someplace

(From the paw of me)

They keep telling me I'm going someplace tomorrow. I hope it is a happy place. The dad seems sad. I'll let you know how it goes.

Sunday, November 2, 2008

The Poll

(From the mind of he)

Here are the results from the poll:

Actually we haven't finished the patio yet, but if you voted for 100 stones you win. I myself voted for 90. Maybe that was just hopeful thinking.

We will have a new poll soon, so be on the lookout. Thank you to those who participated in this poll.