A Work in Progress

Cans, turkeys, and books

2005-01-18T21:10:00.000-07:00

It's been a few months since I posted here. A long few months. I kind of have to wonder why I would post here at all. A nagging little voice in my mind asks "Who's going to read what you write." But, I'm sure someone will, and they might even be thankful for what has been written herein.

Been a long day.

I could so easily just end this post right there. Those four words sum it all up.

The day was not without it's good parts. I got quite a bit of exercise, which is always a good thing. And while out picking up cans, some turkeys decided to follow me. We had stopped at one point in on a road and dad said to "Walk down to where those turkey vultures are." Turns out that yes, they were turkeys... just without the vulture part. As I discovered after walking about halfway there from the van and they decided to let out a gobble sound. My life is far from ordinary.

Went to the library with the parents and got a few books, one of those being "He Chose the Nails" by Max Lucado. I've heard many mention him, and have heard snippits from some of his books read by either Jeff or Micah, the Pastor, and associate Pastor of the Crossroads Cowboy Church in Yoakum.

I've been wanting to get a hold of one of his books for a long while now, and have finally done so. It's not easy to put the book down either, even when the words, hitting so close to the heart, sting.

I say the day wasn't without the good parts, but it wasn't without the bad either.

I got angry at my dad. Well, more annoyed than angry. But still. It's something I've been fighting against. Yes, he annoys and irritates me, and makes me angry, but I guess you could say that I'm trying to be the better person here, by trying to not let him get to me.

I don't know what others might say or think about that, and I'm not going to pretend that I know, but anger is a big deal to me. I really dislike it when I get angry. It's not a good feeling, and in my walk as a Christian... Well, it's something that I need to control.

As for past events that I haven't been updating about, I finished all the costumes for our Christmas play, which went over without a hitch. People loved the costumes, and loved the play. And while it got a little stressful for me towards the end with the sewing, I enjoyed it over all.

It's so much so, that I am even considering a career as a costume designer, or at least sewing up a bunch of Garb (Ren Faire costumes) to sell. I think I could honestly make a living at that.

Blessings

2004-11-18T22:29:00.000-07:00

Simply wow.

There are so many blessings that happen. So many miracles everyday. And we are all witness to them. Except, we all too often get to the point were we don't notice them anymore. But there are those that we simply cannot miss (unless we are so completely blind...).

Before I get to the miracle that occured, a little background is in order.

My family and I have been struggling since late summer of this year, financially. Dad quit/was fired from his job earlier this year, and in July, Mom quit her job, her work inviroment had become hostile.

Back in January we had started the process of buying a piece of land, and getting a mobile home put on it. The home should have been on the property at the end of Febuary, but wasn't. But finally it was in place. Just in time too. God knows what he's doing.

The property is roughly 30-40 miles from the nearest town. Victoria to the south, Hallettsville to the north, and Yoakum to the west. Jobs are somewhat scarce out here. And so we've all been searching and searching, not knowing what's going to happen next. And each one of us is leaning more and more on God, while things are taken away from us. Not taken by others by force, but sold or hawked by us so we can pay bills.

Dad finally found a job. Seasonal work. But it's a job! Any money coming in is better than none, even when it's only part time. But we still don't know when we'll be able to pay the next bill or what's going to happen, whether we'll get to keep the house, our vehicle, or anything. We just know that we are in God's capable hands, and he has led us here in one way or another to find this wonderful church (the Cowboy Church in Yoakum), that has so many wonderful, and loving people in it.

And today, we were wondering what we were going to have to hawk next, that would bring us enough money to get us through another week when we got a call from one of the ladies at church. She asked us to meet her at the school nearby, and told us she had something to give us.

Curious we drove out to the school and she arrived a few minutes after us. She told us that she and her husband wanted to bless somebody this year, and that it was us. She handed my mom an envelope. We talked a while, and finally when we parted mom opened the envelope and started crying. We knew it was money, but we didn't think it would be as much as what she held there. $300.

All we could do was thank God. He is so wonderful.

That might not seem like much to anybody else. But it is a wonderful sum of money. And every little bit helps. Believe me. It does.

2004-10-31T22:21:00.000-07:00

Today was amazing. All thanks to God.

There is simply no other way to put it. He does the most amazing work. And that's what this blog is going to be all about. I'll be posting about the work he does in me, and my adventures at the Crossroads Cowboy Church in Yoakum.

This should be great. :)