i got to leave our kids with my parents this weekend. the entire weekend. from friday until late this afternoon. oh, glorious sleep, how i’ve longed for you, and to have had you at last was beyond my wildest imaginings. yes, that is likely worthy of a blog on its own.
currently, the kids are in bed and jimmy is out hunting gators…i’m just waiting for the babies to go to sleep to break out the skinny cow and steel magnolias (picked up a new copy at target for $5). i don’t think a week goes by that i’m not reminded of some line or other from that movie. and the characters. they are all so classic. i could rhapsodize all night just on daryl hannah and sammy’s scenes. and shirley maclaine and olympia dukakis. ok, their religious views and politics are crazy, but they can make me laugh til i cry.
and laughing is good. especially when coming out of a dark place. i have debated about whether to blog about this or not, but listening to my current favorite cd, fireflies and songs by sara groves, has made me realize that it likely isn’t just me who goes there. this is from this one place
from this one place I can’t see very far
in this one moment I’m square in the dark
these are the things I will trust in my heart
you can see something else
i love that God does see more. the whole picture. knowing that, reminding myself of that, is sometimes the only thing that keeps my head above the water-line. things were so crazy this time that i decided to make myself re-read lies women believe: and the truth that sets them free by nancy leigh demoss, so i would be equipped with the truth to find the lie behind the emotions i was feeling. so even though, at times, i was almost overwhelmed with despair , i can remind myself that God sees something else. (side note: i have to say almost because i always think of marilla, who, when asked by anne “haven’t you ever been in the depths of despair?” replies, “no, to despair is to turn your back on God” and walks off up the stairs)
so, i guess, the point(s) to this blog, if there needs to be, is that 1-i’m back; 2-i love fireflies and songs; and 3-miss truvy, I promise that my personal tragedy will not interfere with my ability to do good hair.
now i’m off for the skinny cow (and maybe a hershey bar left here by the new missions interns, i am pregnant, after all!)