I Wasn't Ready

I struggled with sending Ellie to school, I mean really struggled, Brandon didn't struggle but I did. But for the past two weeks I have volunteered in her classroom and the answer was clear: We are right where we are supposed to be. I wasn't naive, I knew everybody didn't have as blessed a start as Ellie did but I still wasn't ready. I wasn't ready for the little girl who was excited because I'm going to come every Monday because in her little world people often don't always come when they say they're going to. I wasn't ready for kids that get themselves ready each morning and try so hard to look clean and put together like the other kids. I wasn't ready for the heartbreak I would feel when I heard a little girl say her daddy didn't have enough gas to get her to school. I wasn't ready...but this is right where we're supposed to be.

When Jesus saw it, He was indignant and said to them, "Let the little children come to Me. Don't stop them, for the kingdom of God belongs to such as these. Mark 10:14

All I Want

All we want in Christ, we shall find in Christ. If we want little, we shall find little. If we want much, we shall find much. But if, in utter helplessness, we cast our all on Christ, He will be to us the whole treasury of God! -Henry B. Whipple

My prayer is that I will be willing to cast it all on Christ.

Have You Forgotten?

The words of that song have been running through my head the past couple of days leading up to the anniversay of 9/11. So yesterday I just stopped and thought about that day. I was in college at ETSU and since my classes were later on Thursday's I was watching the Today show, they were showing the towers live after the first plane hit so I was watching when the second plane hit and I immediately felt sick at my stomach. Classes were cancelled that day so I came home because, like everybody else in the world, I just had a need to be around my family. Since everyone was at work I drove straight to my Papaw and Grandmama Wyatt's and they came out and met me on the porch. I remember so vividly her telling me that they had not had feelings like that since December 7th, 1941: Pearl Harbor.

Today I've been married for nine years and I have two children but I've not forgotten. When I stopped yesterday and thought about it the emotions are all still there: scared, frustrated, anger, sympathy, courage, and I'm glad because...I never want to forget.

Psalm 117

 ¹ Praise the LORD, all you nations;
   extol him, all you peoples.
² For great is his love toward us,
   and the faithfulness of the LORD endures forever.

   Praise the LORD.

Ninety-One

Today my papaw is turning 91 years old. No two people, outside of my parents, have had as much affect on my childhood as he and my grandmama.

In many ways I'm natured like him with his dry sense of humor and "plain talk." With only an 8th grade education I'm amazed that it seems he understands matters of theology better than anyone I know, things that only years of serving the Savior can show you. He has aged remarkably well and my kids are CRAZY about him. At 91 I know that his time won't last forever, but I'm so thankful that my kids have been able to experience life with him.

Happy birthday papaw! I love you!

In Your Hands

Lately I've felt like it's really time to let Facebook go on and do it's own thing, and as a result you have this: my new blog. The description of my blog: In Your Hands means just what Jeremiah 26:14 says, I want the Lord to do to me what He thinks is good and right. It's a hard statement as I know that oftentimes there is a struggle to get to the good and right but oh how I know it's worth it! I hope you all will join me on this crazy adventure!