I was reading Numbers eleven today. It’s easy to criticize the Israelites, but honestly are we much better? They were tired of eating the same thing every day. They were tired of walking in the dessert. It seemed like the difficulties were never ending. Can we relate? Dealing with the same thing again after weeks of this. Why? I want to kick and scream and complain. Why do I get to have this particular lesson? Here is where the choice comes. Do I curse God and hope for an end, or do I trust Him anyway. I can be honest; I am still not so happy about the way of things, but there will be no cursing. God always has a plan. Even when I can’t understand it.
I am starting my own blog to reduce my boredom and give me a place to put my thoughts. Recently some people I know put some very difficult words out for all the world to see. I have been chicken to do the same and now I want to set the record straight. I didn't talk to people from high school for over ten years. It seems so silly now. I found out recently that I'm not the only one who grew up in college and beyond. We aren't kids anymore so the past is just that the past. I'll admit some of it I don't want to remember, but we did have some fun times in high school. The truth is something happened to me that I was not at all ready to talk about so I just avoided people. I got married in 1998 to a really great guy I met in college. We were giddy and in love. We decided after nine months of bliss to have a baby. Why not? I was bored and we wanted one. That sounds terrible to say that, but it is true. Boom one month later I was expecting. Three months later Jo
Comments
Post a Comment