One thing is clear: I haven't been blogging and I've missed it. I'm not certain what I'm about to offer qualifies as blogging, certainly not quality blogging, but, well, it is what it is. I've been a virtual stranger to all things computer related for what seems like forever. Instead of blogging confessions and conundrums, checking and replying to email, and visiting and commenting on blogs, I've been...
**Cheering at football games, especially for #84, receiver/kicker/punter on our high school's varsity team (my oldest) and #29, defensive end on Pee Wee B Team Black (my youngest):
**Yelling at soccer games (and nearly getting into an altercation with another fan but that's another confessional blog post for another time):
My second son
My third son
The majority of my time and energy has been devoted to this, the newest member of our family. Meet Darcy:
Yes, we finally have a girl in the house! :) I have to tell you, puppies are a lot of work. It was sort of a spontaneous decision on our part, getting the puppy, so I've been slightly unprepared both in terms of my schedule and in terms of the shock to my system. Who knew taking care of a puppy would be so all encompassing? And who would have ever dreamed even a few weeks ago that I would find myself standing outside in the rain at 3 am waiting on a dog to do her business? A strange phenomenon, indeed. She's a good doggie though, and I think she and I will be good for each other.
Besides football (which is over now) and soccer (and basketball soon and very soon), not to mention the feed and care of a puppy, I've been busy with the usual laundry (always and forever) and all the other household duties required to keep a family of six functioning. I have not been teaching Bible study which I miss terribly, now that is, yet I remain unsure how exactly to fit it all in which leads to a whole 'nother kind of guilt: who decides to teach or not teach Bible study based on her calendar? Is that valid? I've spent today preparing to lead the devotion tonight at our ladies' meeting with church and I am nervous and excited and a little off-kilter, sort of like I'm playing dress up in shoes that don't quite fit.
Anyway, some days, most days, my life feels as if it is spinning out of control. It is a strange and curious stage of life we are in, the days flying by, leaving me reeling in their wake, sure that I missed something important if I only I could remember what it is. Oh, Lord, teach me to number my days! How I need a heart of wisdom! May I make the most of every opportunity because the days are fleeting! Help me to bring glory to the Father in all that I do!