Finally

Finally...Spencer and I got moved into our house. I was able to clear away a few boxes to find some clear counter space to set the laptop up on. A lot has happened since my last post a few weeks ago so I am pretty behind on my postings...and in no particular order:

-we moved into our new house (major yay!)
-I read through two of the three Mark of the Lion Series books, written by Francine Rivers, which are amazing by the way (more on that)
-went to Florida for Labor Day (pics coming)
-cupcake fiasco (post coming)
-we had to go to the funeral home to pick up the urn, which completely turned me upside down
-went to our first Baylor game in 3 seasons
-celebrated my Mom and Dad's birthday in Waco

So, you could say the past few weeks have been pretty emotional and a little high on the stress meter. I went through a lot of mascara...I need to get waterproof! ha!

Grief has many seasons. Friday at the funeral home put me way back to last winter - (sorry my lame attempt at trying to make a joke). It was just the finality of it all and reopening wounds that have been trying to heal. We miss our boys so much. Some days I just want to cry all day. I am not myself. I don't return phone calls, don't feel like calling anyone or doing anything. Other days, I am ok. This Monday and Tuesday were really rough for me. I remember praying to God that I couldn't have every day be like those days were and I really needed him to show me what I was to do with my life now and just asked him for comfort. Not 30 minutes later my friend Katie called wanting to hang out the next day. How faithful is God?! He knows our every need and delivered me a sweet friend to cheer me up. Overall though, I would say I am healthily (is that a word?) grieving and leaning on sweet Jesus every step of the way.

This brings me to the Mark of the Lion series books by Francine Rivers. When I finished reading the last two books, I remember thinking, this book didn't change me like all the commentary at the front said it would! I don't feel a bit different! A few days later as I was thinking about the boys, it came to me. In the books, there is a main character named Hadassah. She is a Jew turned Christian during the time the Roman Empire went on its rampage and conquered everyone. She was sold into slavery, served a horrible girl and eventually was put into the arena and fed to the lions - that is all I will say in case you decide to read the book! But through all of her trials, all of her hardships - she praised God and was thankful for her situation. I felt so humbled by her character - God didn't have to allow Spencer and I the opportunity to be parents to Jake and Ty - but He did and for that we are so thankful and blessed. Each day is a blessing and my heart should be praising God for the wonderful gift He gave us in Jake and Ty. God is faithful and sovereign and loves each and every one of us so dearly. Hopefully one day, God will bless Spencer and I again with more children.

So, to conclude my novel of a post, I promise pictures the next time I post. I have lots. Maybe even some of the house if I can get the mess organized a bit. :)