So, this past weekend, ryan suprised me with a weekend away, and also got tickets for the weekend to remember conference. We didn't make it to much of the conference, but the night we did go...it was very nice. The speaker and his wife had been through 6 miscarraiges, so that was interesting, to see how painful events can either bring you closer as a couple, or tear you apart...
Other then the conference...we stayed in Baltimore at the waterfront Marriot on the 26th floor. The view was amazing. We spend a good bit of time looking out the window, lol. We don't get out much I guess! We tried different foods...an Asian restaurant and a Tai one as well...that was the best sushi.
It was so nice to be free of responsibility and relax. It reminded me of our dating days...in high school...we were best friends and didn't worry about a thing. We still are best friends--just have a lot more decisions to make, kids to care for etc.
And now...back to reality :o)
Ryan graduates next week...the kids and I are driving down...THAT should be interesting. I am debating driving through the night. Then, another 6 weeks to go.
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Bumper Sticker
At work today, I read a bumper sticker that said...
"Get a life. be a Christian"
I really don't like bumper stickers. What purpose do they serve and what difference are they making?
Anyway...in other news...ryan is coming home this weekend! What a suprise :) I have been really very stressed at work and home with a lot of demands...so I will really appreciate this time. And, we won't be moving...we will hopefully just be relaxing.
"Get a life. be a Christian"
I really don't like bumper stickers. What purpose do they serve and what difference are they making?
Anyway...in other news...ryan is coming home this weekend! What a suprise :) I have been really very stressed at work and home with a lot of demands...so I will really appreciate this time. And, we won't be moving...we will hopefully just be relaxing.
Tuesday, March 10, 2009
Bobby
I laid awake last night thinking about Bobby. He was an old man, an alcoholic, that came every day to the bar I attended**
**As a side note, I attended the bar because I had to. My foster family dropped me at the age of 18, when the checks stopped coming in....so I then found a full time job as a mortgage loan processor...went to school full time at night, 4 nights a week, and worked at the bar until 2 am 3 nights a week. I was surviving. I was determined to not let my circumstances crush me**
Bobby was so sweet...yet, he had nobody...no family, no friends, just his alcohol and the bar he faithfully attended every evening from 4pm until 9pm. He staggared out and staggared in -- he was lonely, he was searching, and he wasn't finding the answer.
I would pray for him at the bar. I wrote poems about him. I talked to him and learned his story -- he was amazing. I wanted so badly to tell him about Jesus...but I didn't. I was young...I was afraid to get fired...for one thing...and I just didn't know how he would respond.
I quit working there after two months, because it was hurting too bad to see those people wasting their lives. I found out that Bobby died only days after I quit.
What if I had told him about my Jesus..and it changed his life...a soul saved. I don't want any more "what-if's" in my life.
**As a side note, I attended the bar because I had to. My foster family dropped me at the age of 18, when the checks stopped coming in....so I then found a full time job as a mortgage loan processor...went to school full time at night, 4 nights a week, and worked at the bar until 2 am 3 nights a week. I was surviving. I was determined to not let my circumstances crush me**
Bobby was so sweet...yet, he had nobody...no family, no friends, just his alcohol and the bar he faithfully attended every evening from 4pm until 9pm. He staggared out and staggared in -- he was lonely, he was searching, and he wasn't finding the answer.
I would pray for him at the bar. I wrote poems about him. I talked to him and learned his story -- he was amazing. I wanted so badly to tell him about Jesus...but I didn't. I was young...I was afraid to get fired...for one thing...and I just didn't know how he would respond.
I quit working there after two months, because it was hurting too bad to see those people wasting their lives. I found out that Bobby died only days after I quit.
What if I had told him about my Jesus..and it changed his life...a soul saved. I don't want any more "what-if's" in my life.
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