Boy, have I been in a funk for the past week or two. Nothing urgent going on but lots of little things all adding up to a funky place to be in. I have been in my head a lot and it is non productive this time around. My husband and two sons are feeling the job stresses of the economy and I worry for them in between praying. Why is it so much easier for me to encourage others and fall so short on myself? It feels as if I don't practice what I preach at times. I guess I need a little encouragement from time to time myself, ya think?
I can't stand to watch the news anymore. It is too depressing or too stupid, depending on the subject. Economy or movie stars. Ten babies that I have prayed for this year have all died in the past two weeks. Six were in one family, their first pregnancy. How does anyone's heart handle this kind of heartbreak and devastation? I can't wrap my mind around it. At the same time, all I hear about here in California is the "Octumom" everywhere I go and since she lives only an hour away, it is local news. I am tired of her and I know she needs help big time. I feel sorry for her kids, all 14 of them.
Isaac has bronchitis and Hannah has had a sinus infection for the past week and I feel so bad for them. They are getting better now and I am thankful for this. We have been able to have a good time and be happy inspite of it. They are little troopers for sure. Just bundle them up and play outside where the germs can blow away.
Still working on the plumbing but everything is up and running. The cavern running under the house needs to be filled back in now and I feel sorry for the guys having to lug all that dirt back in and crawl under the house to pack it all back in before they can cement the huge hole and lay the new floor down. Isaac said he could make a suction blower machine to blow the dirt back in with a huge hose from the backyard where all the dirt is in mountain sized piles. If only he were older:) I just love that little guy to pieces. He is sunshine to my cloudy heart!!
A very dear friend of ours who has supplied us with collies for the past ten years died this month and her husband is just lost without her. They were married 10 years longer than Corky and me. She was a great lady and will be missed so much.
I don't have anything to really complain about so why am I complaining and letting the little things get to me? I guess it boils down to feeling very vulnerable with all that is going on around me. I don't question God and I never really have questioned Him. So I guess I question myself when these things happen and I sure don't have any answers to the things of this world. I know I could use a little encouragement to kick my sorry butt back into gear here soon and pull myself out of the "funk pit". I am looking forward to the grandkids coming tomorrow. The weather is supposed to be great all week and I am thankful for that. They LOVE playing outside and I love watching:) That's my plan for tomorrow.
If anyone reads this grumbling and still loves me inspite of it, thank you!!!
Love and Hugs, Laurie