Yay For Filled-up Love Tanks!

This past Sunday, I went to see a play that several of my peeps from "The Boys Next Door" were either performing in/directing/stage managing... and we got PICTURES! The cast has stayed close, and have made it a point to support each other when we're performing.



John, Mary, Jason, Me
My beloved director, Tim
MARY!!! She was the Sheila to my Clara! :)

Just the Three of Us

The Real Me

Yesterday, Amy, Drewey and I were talking about recent events that have occurred in our country.

We started off laughing about silly old Don Imus and the remarks that got him fired.

Then, Drewey said that she had heard some radio commentators saying that one of the girls who Imus had referred to stated she had been “scarred for life” by what he had said. Sure, it was offensive, inappropriate and rude, but enough to scar someone for life?

And hearing that on the radio made Drewey think that the events of VA Tech were of a proportion to scar someone for life, not an insensitive racial slur.

All last evening and today I couldn’t stop thinking about that. There are events in life that can scar, and there are ones that hurt, but need to be looked at as just that… hurt, not scars.

In the last couple of weeks several things that have happened that caused my last blog post. A past relationship had resurfaced bringing much confusion and sorrow, someone I love had been hurt, and I was reeling with pain.

And I decided that my blog was too open for speculation, and I didn’t want to be scrutinized while dealing with the pain. So, I stopped writing. But I dreadfully missed the outlet that writing brought.

Several of my close friends closed ranks and sent me messages, reminding me of God’s faithfulness. When I mentioned on another website that I was struggling to remember that God knows what He’s doing, one of my world traveling friends wrote,

“God DOES know what He is doing! Always! Way to choose to believe it yet again...
And remember:

Give to the winds your fears; hope, and be undismayed,
God hears your sighs, and counts your tears.
God shall lift up your head.
Through waves and clouds and storms He gently leads the way!
Wait for His time, so shall the night soon end in joyous day!

Still heavy is your heart? Still sink your spirits down?
Cast off the weight! Let fear depart and every care be gone!
He everywhere has sway, and all things serve His mind;
His every act pure blessing is:
His path, unsullied light.

Leave to His sovereign will to choose and to command;
With wonder filled you then shall own how WISE, how STRONG His hand!

Thought maybe you could use a refresher course, my friend!”


Another friend, who knows me all too well, wrote saying, “Don’t retreat, Lindsay.”


So, this morning as I was thinking about events that do or do not scar for life, giving my fears to the wind, remembering that God “everywhere has sway”, not retreating, and missing the outlet that my blog brings, I thought, “Events in my life can only steal my joy if I LET them. And I don’t want to let them.”

And so I’m back… choosing to not be one who says “This little thing scarred me for life,” choosing instead to revel in the joy of being one who knows, that regardless of life’s experience, that my God is on the throne.

To Be Continued

My blog will be on hiatus for a little while.


"Though the fig tree may not blossom,
Nor fruit be on the vines;
Though the labor of the olive may fail,
And the fields yield no food;
Though the flock may be cut off from the fold,
And there be no herd in the stalls
Yet I will rejoice in the LORD,
I will joy in the God of my salvation."
Habakkuk 3:17-18

Toosday

"You can't help respecting anybody who can spell "Tuesday,"
even if he doesn't spell it right;
but spelling isn't everything.
There are days when spelling Tuesday simply doesn't count."

-Winnie the Pooh (A.A. Milne)

Yesterday...

... we said goodbye to Melo, who's on his way to Iraq.

We played and we prayed, and now can't wait until the welcome home party a year from now.

(Picture provided by Drewey)

My Life is Worth The Living

Just because He lives!

This day I've been reminded that:

• God is a God of second chances
• We have Hope
• Jesus lives to make intercession for me
• My risen Lord does a better job of carrying my burdens than I do
• He is a personal Savior who loved surprising Mary at the tomb those many years ago - just like He loves to surprise me with His nearness when I need it most

Happy Easter - enjoy basking in the joy of this day, and all it stands for!

Aunt Octopus

This morning Jed, Chloe, (sporadically) Tucker & I had a coloring party.

It was interrupted by a squalling Jack, who needed some lovings.

As I sat on the floor holding the baby, Jed kept making please-come-back-and-color noises.

I let him know it was still a coloring party, as I was only three feet away from him, and that he could continue, and then he quietly said,

"I wish you were an octopus."

Yup - I Quit

Not my job... not life... just photo week :)

Reason being:

1) How does one surreptitiously put one's cell phone in a stranger's face and ask them to stand still for a picture?

2) I didn't have three Claires to photograph in my home!