Apparently, according to a religious fanatic, the world is ending today. Strangely enough, this man is a civil engineer by trade, and I am not completely surprised that he has a mathematical equation that translates into today's date. I have great affection for civil engineers as I work with about 20 of them on a daily basis. But this guy is a bit strange. Or a lot strange.
It's gotten me thinking - and honestly a little scared. But I am mostly scared that people believe all Christians feel this way. Not so. Yesterday a conversation I had with someone lead me to believe that we are all being painted with the same crazy paintbrush as this guy. I don't find the rapture funny. I believe it will happen someday - maybe not in my lifetime - but I don't think about it all the time. I do have an old friend or two who say they hope the Lord comes back NOW because things are not going well in their life. I struggle with that because I know that things are not going well mostly because of the decisions they have made. The Bible states that we won't know the time or day, so why get all worked up about this?
Moving on. Daisy and I are having a nice Saturday morning together. So far we've slept in (Mike let her in to sleep with me after he got up from work this morning) and then we went outside for a bit and enjoyed the weather. Now she is laying snuggled up against my side, occasionally snoring.
I miss having weekends with Mike. We only had weekends together for a short time, but oh how wonderful it was. We've come to terms with the fact that we will probably never have weekends together for many more years. When I hear about friends making plans for weekend getaways with their husbands, I'll admit it - I am jealous.
Mike and I had to cancel our vacation plans this year, which was was awful. Haven't been on a vacation with him - just the two of us - since our honeymoon five years ago. But I am still planning to take a week off with him, so we'll be doing more of a stay-cation type thing. Which is okay, but not what I had planned really.
Anyway. I am deep in the thick of things with Couch to 5K - just finished my second week! It has been fun since a lady from work also started the same day, so we have been discussing our progress. I feel like I am less out of breath when I run up and down the steps at work. I am noticing that I have lost a little weight, though I doubt anyone else would notice. I just feel good about it. I can't wait for the day where Mike asks me to go for a jog, and I am more than happy to toss on my running shoes and go with him.
I think I want to start playing golf again. I have my own hand-me-down set of clubs from my mom. Some of the guys from work took me to lunch for my birthday a few weeks ago, and I mentioned that I liked to play, and they were shocked. They had no idea. After I heard the words come out of my mouth I pictured myself being recruited for the golf league, so I added quickly, "I am NOT good. Really I can barely hit the ball." Which is pretty much the truth.
Well now I am just rambling. I have a house to clean and a visit to make to the husband's grocery store to see him perform a food demo on cedar smoked salmon. :)
It's gotten me thinking - and honestly a little scared. But I am mostly scared that people believe all Christians feel this way. Not so. Yesterday a conversation I had with someone lead me to believe that we are all being painted with the same crazy paintbrush as this guy. I don't find the rapture funny. I believe it will happen someday - maybe not in my lifetime - but I don't think about it all the time. I do have an old friend or two who say they hope the Lord comes back NOW because things are not going well in their life. I struggle with that because I know that things are not going well mostly because of the decisions they have made. The Bible states that we won't know the time or day, so why get all worked up about this?
Moving on. Daisy and I are having a nice Saturday morning together. So far we've slept in (Mike let her in to sleep with me after he got up from work this morning) and then we went outside for a bit and enjoyed the weather. Now she is laying snuggled up against my side, occasionally snoring.
I miss having weekends with Mike. We only had weekends together for a short time, but oh how wonderful it was. We've come to terms with the fact that we will probably never have weekends together for many more years. When I hear about friends making plans for weekend getaways with their husbands, I'll admit it - I am jealous.
Mike and I had to cancel our vacation plans this year, which was was awful. Haven't been on a vacation with him - just the two of us - since our honeymoon five years ago. But I am still planning to take a week off with him, so we'll be doing more of a stay-cation type thing. Which is okay, but not what I had planned really.
Anyway. I am deep in the thick of things with Couch to 5K - just finished my second week! It has been fun since a lady from work also started the same day, so we have been discussing our progress. I feel like I am less out of breath when I run up and down the steps at work. I am noticing that I have lost a little weight, though I doubt anyone else would notice. I just feel good about it. I can't wait for the day where Mike asks me to go for a jog, and I am more than happy to toss on my running shoes and go with him.
I think I want to start playing golf again. I have my own hand-me-down set of clubs from my mom. Some of the guys from work took me to lunch for my birthday a few weeks ago, and I mentioned that I liked to play, and they were shocked. They had no idea. After I heard the words come out of my mouth I pictured myself being recruited for the golf league, so I added quickly, "I am NOT good. Really I can barely hit the ball." Which is pretty much the truth.
Well now I am just rambling. I have a house to clean and a visit to make to the husband's grocery store to see him perform a food demo on cedar smoked salmon. :)
I understand about wanting a weekend w/ your hubby. I rarely get to spend any time w/ chris lately b/c he's so busy working (not complaining...glad he has work). someday....
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