Perspective

We all have sadness in our lives. We all have tragedy in our lives, but when something awful and tragic happens to someone close to you it puts it in perspective.


Yesterday I saw a casket that was way too small. They shouldn't make them that small...they shouldn't have to. I saw two loving parents that were distraught and broken to the core. I saw hundreds of people trying to take some of their pain away and share in their sorrow.

Makes you think...makes you see a new perspective on things. Most fights aren't that important. Most grudges aren't worth holding. Most gossip isn't worth sharing. Is it really that important that someone said something not really nice about you? Is it really that important to be mad at someone when you find out the truth about them? Is it really that important to hold a grudge that you don't even remember what started it? Is it really that important to be right? Is it really that important that your child is a picky eater is doesn't talk as well as others his own age? Is it really that important that bedtime has become a battle?

Not really.

Please continue to pray for our friends, Mark and Leanne Denny. They have a struggle ahead of them that I don't know I would be strong enough to face.

Prayer Request

This softball season Dustin and some friends have started a prison ministry team. Two guys from his old team are running this out reach opportunity and doing a wonderful job. I am so proud of these guys for using their talent and spiritual walk to share the word with others.

One of the leaders of the team, Mark Denny and his wife, Leanne need to be lifted up in prayer right now. They are expecting their first little girl and Leanne is having some complications. Leanne is 20 weeks along. Last weekend she was in a car accident and came away from it unharmed. The next day she started bleeding and was passing dime sized clots. Her husband brought her to the hospital where they did surgery to remove a polyp from her cervix. At this time the found out she was 1 cm dilated and 50% effaced. The doctors were hopeful that removing the polyp would stop the bleeding and she would be able to carry the baby normally. Today Leanne went back to the hospital because she started bleeding again and was transferred to UT for more observation. Now they have concluded that the placenta is detached.

Please lift these three up in prayer with me...

Advice?

So I am at my frustration breaking point...

Taylor REALLY needs a haircut. He's had haircuts before, but the second time he seemed a little better and then the third haircut he got, the guy snipped the top of both of Taylor's ears. He didn't mean to...it's hard to cut a moving target. I took him today to get his haircut. We talked about it on the way, he said he would sit still if I gave him a sucker. He walked in fine. He was a little shy at first, but when he saw I had brought suckers he sat in the chair with no problem. We had a DVD player with Diego playing, so he seemed to be content. The nice lady was SUPER patient with him and talked to him a lot. I let out a sigh of relief till she tried to put a cape on him. He wasn't having that. Then we talked about the fish ON the cap...he liked that. She tried again...not having it. Screaming now...off off off off off off. Then I climb in the chair with him...calmed down a little. I started to mess with his hair so he wouldn't know she was. It seemed to work, till she came at him with scissors. More screaming.

She wouldn't just keep cutting because he wouldn't hold still at all.

Help? Anyone?

If you see my child in the near future, know that it is not by choice his hair looks the way it does...

Rewind Button

Lately I have been wanting a rewind button in my life. Taylor is officially 2 1/2 and I am noticing things that could have been done different with him and probably should have been done different. It is very hard not to baby your first born... I have realized that we have done that WAY too much for Taylor. Because of this we are trying to break some habits we have fallen into and have run into a wall of frustration. I know this is all just a phase and it will pass, but right now I am thinking of many things that could have helped us NOT get to this point. I should have let him get his hands dirty more, I should have introduced solids earlier and in more variety, I should have let him feed himself more... All in all I am thankful and blessed for my healthy toddler and thankful God helps us by not letting them remember most of this time :)