Wednesday, July 2, 2008

There's No Place like Home

I thoroughly enjoyed our vacation time in Pittsburgh, but it really feels good to be sleeping in my own bed again. The full size bed Robby and I shared at Mom's was a challenge for two people used to sleeping on a California-King pillow top. I'll be accused of exaggerating, but Robby slept like he was tied to the four posts of the bed while I curled up in the leftover space on the very edge between his arm and his leg. He slept fine of course, but he wondered why I stayed in bed so long after he got up!


While I was stretching out in my big bed last night I was reminded of a truth I often forget. Like a guest from out of town, we too are visitors in a strange and sometimes uncomfortable place. I never questioned the oddities of my Mother's house because I knew it wasn't organized for me. I didn't get aggravated with the situation because I knew we were only staying there temporarily. Instead, I focused on what I was there for, enjoying some time with my family who I don't see as often as I would like.


It's comforting to know that this life on earth is only a temporary stop on my Heavenly journey. The discomforts and difficulties will one day be replaced with profound joy and contentment. One day I will find myself "stretched out" on the streets of Heaven finally realizing the true meaning of the popular phrase "there's no place like home". Until then I will try to focus on what I am here for. Learning to be a reflection of the Savior I serve and sharing the Good News wherever I go.

Tuesday, July 1, 2008

Take Me Out To The Ballgame

While enjoying my cousin Andrew's baseball game "we" got the great idea to get out the kazoos that Lindsay won at the VBS carnival and make some noise. It was my Aunt Wendy who came up with the plan to attempt our own rendition of the popular 7th inning stretch (who cares if it was the wrong inning !) Garrett, Kimberly and Cynthia refused to participate in our "craziness" claiming that we are weird and they don't know us, but they did stand close enough to record our "concert".

Oh. By the way. Lindsay won about 100 of those wonderfully musical little plastic things-- so beware. They may reappear at any moment without notice. Who knows, they may be used to serenade YOU!