Lord, That I May See

Photo Credit Having kids has spoiled the pleasure I used to take in alot of little things. It has spoiled swimming -- who can swim when they've kids to keep from drowing? It has spoiled jewelry.  I usually skip it now because it gets tugged or bitten and I get pinched or choked. It has spoiled fingernail polish.  I have no time to sit and let it dry  (plus I've got too many dishes to do). It has spoiled showers.  I either have a little person under my feet crying about soap in her eyes or I'm rushing through my shower hoping the movie won't be over yet. It has spoiled paying attention at Mass It has spoiled sleeping. (I could go on and on . . .: ) It has spoiled thunderstorms too. I love summer thunderstorms.  I love the crackle in the air, the fresh, wild smell.  I love the cosy feeling of my house, the powerful rolling of the thunderclaps outside.  As a teenager, when the thunderclouds would be moving away, I would run o...

1.  Happily and thankfully, we now have a house to move to.  We have exactly one month left till we can move in.  We are relieved and grateful to have found someone willing to rent to a self-employed owner of a construction company -- which apparently is a liability not negated by our good credit. :P We are also thankful for the house's good location, its large backyard See? :) and its lower than average rent.  There are some cons to the situation, as there are to any, but we are blessed and staying (hopefully! :)optimistic. 2.  Annnnd, I have packed only about 12 boxes so far . . .  today I tried packing the coat closet during Sunshine's morning nap.  That ultimately turned into a "let's obsess about the packing tape" and "lets fight over which color coat hanger we get to put into the box" session that woke up the baby.   I gave up 2/3 of the way through the dinky little closet. *Sigh*  This is gonna b...

#1.   So, first in my thoughts these days is always the looming moving day and the non-existance of a house to move to.   We found a house that we liked alot in a good location and . . . well, it was pretty much perfect for us.  I knew the minute I walked in that I wanted it.  Then, despite novenas, our rental application was rejected today after a week and half of waiting.  Maybe I should have know it was too good to be true. :(   We seem to be somewhat of a risk for owners because we are self-employed and in construction.  I am trying not be to down about it.  God must have a better place for us, right? #2.   Speaking of God, does He actually know what he is doing?   Sometimes it really seems like how could he possibly know all the little details of things that you need/want. And really, lets face it, some things that happen in your life really are pretty awful and the "up-side" is very hard to find....