God has brought it to my attention that you can't be content until you are truly THANKFUL. So in my journey I am learning to pay attention to every blessing in my life. Seth is constantly telling me to pay attention, but I always insist that I am! Maybe he's onto something. This week will truly be a week of thanksgiving, not just turkey, food, shopping and putting up Christmas decorations. I urge you to take a look at your life and find what you have to be thankful for. And not just your stuff. I am vowing to do go an entire week without complaining. About anything. Only thankfulness.
May your week be merry and bright!
Monday, November 21, 2011
Tuesday, November 15, 2011
Contentment
I was reading a friend and fellow blogger's blog a few days ago, and she posted a link to another blog for a specific post about contentment. I can honestly say that is one of my biggest struggles right now. I love my life, don't get me wrong, but I always find myself longing for the next step. Buying a home, kids, buying a home... Ok so the home part is definitely a biggie. We are so blessed to be where we are. We live rent free with Seth's grandfather, we have the master bedroom and bath, a cleaning lady who comes once every 2 weeks, Seth's parents right next door so we can get out of our house when we need to. I mean really, it's not a bad set up... for now. Obviously, we want our own place eventually. I'd like one sooner rather than later, but you have to have this thing called a downpayment and when you're husband hurts his back and can't work, it is trickier to save for one. God is so good though and He is our provider. I have to keep reminding myself of that fact! He also knows what we need when we need it, including a house of our own. So the next few weeks I'm going to be on a journey. A journey to contentment. I hope you'll join me!
Thursday, November 10, 2011
And I'm back in the game!
Oh, how I have missed blogging. There has been lots and lots going on lately in the Herron home and I've decided I'm just going to make time for things I enjoy. Writing is one of them. Even if no one reads this, I enjoy writing it. So there.
I won't bore you with everything that's happened the last couple of months, but just to catch you up on the last week or so, last week I had the stomach flu. While in Louisville, at a conference for work. It sucked. Throwing up is no fun, but especially not when you're by yourself on the 24th floor at the Galt House Hotel. So I get back and start to get over the yuckiness, then Sunday morning Seth ruptures a disc in his back. He hurt it a long time ago weightlifting in high school and had surgery on it 2 years ago. There was a 7% chance it could rupture again and guess what? It did! We spent all day in the ER and got an appointment with his neurosurgeon on Wednesday. Surgery is scheduled for Monday. I hate it for Seth, because he was really enjoying his job and he won't be able to work until after Christmas most likely. It is hard for him to sit at home and do nothing. Oh he can entertain himself for sure, but he likes working and bringing in income. He's a man. Hopefully the surgery will go well and he will be back in action in no time!
So all of this mess with Penn State is kinda crazy. I mean, obviously, I am sad to hear that any children were hurt like that by adults. I can't imagine what kind of person could ever do something like that to a child. I'm not sure which would be worse, being a mother to a child who was molested or being a mother to someone who grew up to be a child molester. It amazes me how lightly so many people take the job of "mother" these days. It is the MOST important job ever. Next to being a father, of course, but each person can only be one or the other and they are both important. SO important. Anyways, not really sure how I got off on that tangent, but I just hate how all of this has unraveled. If JoePa knew about the awful things that man was doing, he was absolutely bound by law to report it. And not just to his superiors. To the authorities. But so was the other coach who was a graduate assistant at the time, who I believe was the one who actually saw the abuse taking place. Why wasn't he fired? I just think it's weird that all of this is coming out now, all of a sudden after so many years. Some of the boys that were hurt are adults by now, I can't help but wonder what kind of emotional scar tissue that leaves. That's something that never goes away. I am so grateful that I have the hope of eternity and that one day it will all go away! All of the pain and scarring will be healed by the Healer. What a glorious day.
I am currently in the process of praying for God to show me a clearer direction for this blog. I enjoy writing commentary, and I don't think I'll completely get away from that, but I would like to have more of a "purpose" for this space. More to come on that as the Spirit leads.
That's all for me tonight. It's my bedtime. Long day tomorrow. Goodnight!
I won't bore you with everything that's happened the last couple of months, but just to catch you up on the last week or so, last week I had the stomach flu. While in Louisville, at a conference for work. It sucked. Throwing up is no fun, but especially not when you're by yourself on the 24th floor at the Galt House Hotel. So I get back and start to get over the yuckiness, then Sunday morning Seth ruptures a disc in his back. He hurt it a long time ago weightlifting in high school and had surgery on it 2 years ago. There was a 7% chance it could rupture again and guess what? It did! We spent all day in the ER and got an appointment with his neurosurgeon on Wednesday. Surgery is scheduled for Monday. I hate it for Seth, because he was really enjoying his job and he won't be able to work until after Christmas most likely. It is hard for him to sit at home and do nothing. Oh he can entertain himself for sure, but he likes working and bringing in income. He's a man. Hopefully the surgery will go well and he will be back in action in no time!
So all of this mess with Penn State is kinda crazy. I mean, obviously, I am sad to hear that any children were hurt like that by adults. I can't imagine what kind of person could ever do something like that to a child. I'm not sure which would be worse, being a mother to a child who was molested or being a mother to someone who grew up to be a child molester. It amazes me how lightly so many people take the job of "mother" these days. It is the MOST important job ever. Next to being a father, of course, but each person can only be one or the other and they are both important. SO important. Anyways, not really sure how I got off on that tangent, but I just hate how all of this has unraveled. If JoePa knew about the awful things that man was doing, he was absolutely bound by law to report it. And not just to his superiors. To the authorities. But so was the other coach who was a graduate assistant at the time, who I believe was the one who actually saw the abuse taking place. Why wasn't he fired? I just think it's weird that all of this is coming out now, all of a sudden after so many years. Some of the boys that were hurt are adults by now, I can't help but wonder what kind of emotional scar tissue that leaves. That's something that never goes away. I am so grateful that I have the hope of eternity and that one day it will all go away! All of the pain and scarring will be healed by the Healer. What a glorious day.
I am currently in the process of praying for God to show me a clearer direction for this blog. I enjoy writing commentary, and I don't think I'll completely get away from that, but I would like to have more of a "purpose" for this space. More to come on that as the Spirit leads.
That's all for me tonight. It's my bedtime. Long day tomorrow. Goodnight!
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