My Brother-in-law, Bela, took some family pictures of us last July.
Thought I share some with you today.
Sometimes I look at my life and wonder when all of this happened. I still feel like a young girl, walking over to my neighbor's house to swim. Telling secrets and dreams to my childhood friends.
Now I am 35. I have a husband with whom I have spent nearly (quite nearly) half of my life with. I have 3 kids who drive me crazy, both in love and sanity. I have parents who have been married for 42 years and are still going strong, both in love and sanity. I have sisters who are my best friends and they have families who are growing and growing. I have in-laws who love me and step in-laws who love me. I have amazing friends, who I know God has given me after years and years of loneliness.
But I am still 35. I have spent nearly (quite nearly) half of my life up, that is, if all statistics are correct and I live until I'm roughly 72 - give or take (hopefully give, lots and lots of give).
When I'm 70, will I look at my life and still feel like a young girl, off to swim?
I've been listening to lots of Christian radio lately. I like to have a worship song rolling around in my brain. I like to break out in a chorus while doing dishes or sitting in the carpool line at the school, waiting to pick up my kids.
There's been a song playing a lot in the past few weeks. Amazing Love. I remember singing it as a young girl in youth group.
And here I am, singing it again.
I am forgiven, because You were forsaken.
I am accepted, You were condemned.
I'm alive and well, Your Spirit lives within me.
Because You died and rose again.
Amazing Love
How can it be?
That You my King should die for me?
Amazing Love
I know it's true,
It's my joy to honor You.
In all I do, I'll honor You.
That's what I want my life to be. Honoring. To my husband, my kids, my parents, my sisters, my in-laws, my friends, but most, most importantly, to my King.
5 comments:
Love the family pictures, especially the top one. I love your words too! I'm glad that we've become friends since you moved to Houston.
So good. Soooo good. :)
You are so beautiful to me and I am so proud that you are my daughter. love, mom
awesome. we will forever be kids...:)
If it's genetic there is reason for optimism on your part. I don't feel like I ever grew up. Part of (my) feeling young is vision for the future. But at 62 the body seems to be waging war with that attitude... and winning.
Sorry about the grandkids testing your sanity. I don't recall that any of you daughters ever did that for us.
Loved your worship comments. Please let me share a simple one of my own here. Personally I love it when my first consciousness in the morning, somewhere between not being asleep and not being awake, is of a worship chorus. I smile when I think that somewhere deep in the seat of who I am there is spontaneous worship of Christ.
Reading godly blog comments like yours (and those of ALL your sister's too) makes me proud to be your father. Dad
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