Friday, January 22, 2010

7 Quick Takes


Lauren has turned into the polar opposite of a germ-a-phobe. She will not use a toilet if it has been cleaned recently. (Lucky for her she lives with me!)

Every time she goes to the potty, she asks me, "Mommy, did you clean this bathroom or is it fine?" She is freaked out by the idea of cleaning stuff on the toilet. Sounds a little odd to hear myself assuring her that the bathroom has not been cleaned. "No, Lauren, it's nice and filthy . . . so go ahead and use it!"


In church on Sunday the sermon was about, well it was about a lot of things, but one of the things involved setting aside a place for private prayer. About the importance of having a private, secret prayer life not just publicly throwing around spiritual-sounding prayers to gain the applause of men like the pharisees did.

So at the end of the sermon the pastor asked (as seems to be customary in our church) everyone who was going to commit to creating a "prayer closet" to come forward to the altar. I didn't want to go because it seemed a little counter-intuitive to me to step publicly to the front of the church to say, "Yes, I'm going to pray in secret."

Sort of like wearing the "Most Humble" pin.


It has been one year this week since David moved to Pennsylvania. On January 22nd last year, he and I loaded up his car and set off for the tundra.

At that point our house had been for sale for almost 6 months, but we had barely even had any nibbles. There was no hope on the horizon for the house to sell, so realistically we did not know how long it would be until we were reunited. (Of course I couldn't even blog about the fact that he was gone since I was a little worried about all the psycho ax murderers who read my blog. You know you're out there.)

So long story short, we sold our house one week later. One week. God is good.


A lot has changed in a year. This time last year we were fresh off of a trip to Disney World, we owned a psycho poop-crazy dog, and I was struggling with whether God was really going to work things out after all.

It's hard to believe how much a person's life can change in twelve short months.


Okay, back from Memory Lane. It's great to remember the past and look forward to the future, but the present is the only place worth living.

This deep thought brought to you by Beck.


I'm starting to think the boys may be playing too much Star Wars Lego on the Wii.

The other day we were playing something else, and one of the questions was, "If you could have any superpower, what would it be?"

Joshua's answer: "To dominate the world!"


Very excited about a trip to Georgia coming up soon. I cannot wait to hug my family, see my friends, worship in our PCA church, eat at Chik-fil-A (and Mike 'n Ed's and the Yogurt Shoppe and El Vaquero), and bask in the non-frigid weather that makes up a Georgia February.

See you soon!

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happygeek said...

Your number two struck me as a little odd as well. Kinda makes you wonder if a powerpoint presentation of everyone's individual giving is next.

It's not a bad thing to have a non-germaphobe daughter when you have sons. At least if they are anything like my sons.

Bill said...

#6 Sounds like Joshua might also be watching reruns of Pinky and the Brain.

Lenae said...

I love your quick takes this week! And I have to admit that even though it was wonderful visiting my husband's family in Ohio for two weeks, I am enjoying the mild winter now that we're back in Georgia :) Enjoy your time back here!!!

CM said...

#1- Wonder how long that'll last? :)
#2- Wow. Just wow. The irony is exquisite.