I heard a Beautiful Sound Today

And I saw a beautiful sight.

I decided to take Micah for a walk today around the neighborhood, pond, and park. There was only one girl at the park, and that NEVER happens, so I decided to stop and take a swing with my baby.

Now this girl was a biggen. Her dad was a biggen. She was sitting in a tire swing and so none of her limbs could reach the ground or any other object, so she was just sitting there not moving one bit.The only sound she made was to tell me that I had a cute baby.

Her dad was sitting on a bench outside of the park smoking a cigarette. She finally started to ask him to come and push her. He slowly got up and worked his way across the park and began pushing this great big, probably eight year old girl.

I wish I could have bottled up her laughter and listened to it when I was down in the dumps some day. It was one of the most beautiful sounds I could have heard at that moment. This girl who probably got teased and made fun of didn't have a care in the world when it was just her and her daddy in the park. The laughing never stopped until dad got tired and stopped pushing. After he did stop, she told him, "You're the best dad in the world!"

What a wonderful thing for a father to hear. What a wonderful thing for a child to feel.

What about you? How do you feel? When God looks down at you does he see his imperfect yet beautiful child going through life full of joy and thinking she has the "best dad in the world." I want to know that my God is the best God in the world, and I want to feel that innocent joy of a child, untainted by this cruel world.

Another beautiful sight that I saw was a mother and daughter playing in the little fountains that squirt out of the ground for little kids. The daughter was probably in her forties, and the mother was probably in her sixties. They were barefoot and having a great time.

When I am sixty I want to dance in the fountains with my daughter without a care in the world.

As I began my walk home I turned around and saw the two women walk away arm in arm, and a smile came across my face.

As you go about your day today, try and see the beauty in the world around you, after all, it's through that beauty that God speaks to you, and smiles back.

For ever since the world was created, people have seen the earth and sky. Through everything God made (even the laughter of a child), they can clearly see his invisible qualities—his eternal power and divine nature. So they have no excuse for not knowing God. Romans 1:20 NLT

My Ten Favorite Things

My sister wrote a blog about her ten favorite things, so I thought I’d copy her and let you all know what some of my favorite things are. Not everything is listed, obviously- I really wanted to put playing the piano on this list too!! I couldn’t decide which order to put these in because they are all favorites; not many trump the other… so you will notice that they are in alphabetical order instead.

1)      Africa

If you know much about me you know that I have been talking about Africa for more than a decade. I first started thinking about Africa when I was eight. I went on my first mission trip to New York City with my church’s youth group. (My parents were chaperones, so I got to tag along by default!)

After I got back from the mission trip and went back to school, I remember looking at a map in our classroom. I wasn’t in my seat, but standing up and looking at a big map on the wall. I saw Africa. I had never studied Africa, or really heard much about it. I can’t explain the feeling I had. It was like Africa… that’s where I’m supposed to go. I went back to my seat confused and excited. What the heck was Africa? My heart was leaping with excitement about the country, and I didn’t know why.

Sixteen years later I still have that giddy feeling when I see a picture of Africa on a map. My heart leaps when I hear African drums. My day stops when I see a documentary about it on TV; it never matters which country is being featured. I have only gone for an extremely brief time, but my heart aches to go back. It is a feeling I have never adequately been able to describe to anybody… because even when I say it aloud to myself, it just doesn’t make one hill of beans of since.

You can read more about my brief trip to Africa by going to this link.

2)      Alone Time

Oh, I love alone time!! When I am alone it really doesn’t matter what I’m doing, I enjoy myself. I can be cleaning or sleeping, scrapbooking or vegg-ing.

I enjoy being around other people as well, and if I have too much alone time, I tend to become a grouch. (But to be fair, if I don’t get enough alone time I tend to become a grouch too!) Being alone gives me time to recharge and get ready to enjoy other people’s company again.

I have struggled with being a stay at home mother because it has almost been three months where I have not been alone one time for longer than about two hours, and even those hours of alone time were in a public place. I always have my little Micah with me now. I love him, but sometimes I just want to drop him off somewhere and be alone!! Time without Micah and time without Josh!

3)      Being Pampered

Who doesn’t like being pampered? I never really thought I would enjoy it until I actually had it done. I have had back massages several times. I knew I enjoyed those, but I looked at people who got pedicures and manicures and stuck up my nose at them. Who do they think they are that somebody else should have to work on their feet?? I went with my girlfriend and got a manicure for the first time, and when I was pregnant I got my first pedicure. I am hooked!

Someday I’d love to have somebody come into my home and do my hair and makeup every day. I don’t think this will every happen in this life, but maybe someday in heaven I will have a little hair dresser and makeup artist waiting for me in the mansion God is preparing for me!

4)      Cats

I have loved cats since I was little! I was trying to describe to Josh why I love them so much. I think it’s because they appeal to so many of my senses. They are beautiful animals. I love the way they feel when you pet their soft fur. I love the way they sound when they purr. I even love the way their little cat breath smells (gross, right!? Not for me!) So what is that? Sight, touch, sound, and smell. Cats appeal to four of my five senses. It’s no wonder I love them so much!

I do not have a cat right now as the last two cats I had were the first two cats my husband had. The old cat, Comet, was like 18 years old or something and had a hernia breaking through her skin. She got to where she would not use her litter box, and she was just disgusting before she died. Our second cat hated everybody except me and hid all the time. We left him at home for a week, and when we came back he had a terrible urinary tract infection and was peeing blood all over the house. We had to get rid of him because even after we got the infection cleared up he had stopped using the litter box.

Those two cats ended up not being a very good first introduction to cats for my husband. They were nasty. Plus, I’m allergic to them… but, oh, how I love them! Maybe someday we will have another little kitty. Preferably a Bengal or a Savannah!!

5)      Cleaning

Not many people can boast that they enjoy cleaning, but I am lucky enough to say that I do! I do not enjoy the mundane, never-ending tasks of just picking up. Stuff always needs picked up. Every day I have to fold the blankets, make the bed, clear off the table, etc. These tasks are hard for me to do because they are NEVER done, and they will never be done. That is frustrating for me.

Instead, I enjoy actual cleaning. It has instant gratification, and when it’s done, it’s done for a while! Just this morning I polished the leather in our car. Who does that? I love to vacuum, scrub a shower, polish furniture… I enjoy cleaning my home, I’ll enjoy cleaning your home… I’ll just ask that you’ll have the area you’d like me to clean PICKED UP before you invite me over!

6)      Horseback Riding

I really should have put playing the piano on this list instead of horseback riding, but I couldn’t help it. I think I enjoy horseback riding more than I enjoy playing the piano. I have only ridden a horse less than five times, but someday I’d love to own some, take real riding lessons, and actually ride a horse while it’s running.

7)      My Family

I have a Joyce Meyer tape where she is telling about how she and her daughter were “arguing” over who has the best husband. I think I should have been included in that argument because I think I have the best husband!!

Josh is such a hard-working person. I never hear the man complain. He doesn’t have to be told to take out the trash. Ever. If he thinks I need a break from the regular duties of the day, he doesn’t ask if I’d like him to do the dishes, he just does them.

He is so talented. He keeps all three of our junker cars running; our 18, 17, and newest 11 year old junker cars. I would rather have a junker that is paid for that Josh tinkers with to keep running than payments on a newer car. I will brag on him a bit… he has even rebuilt a transmission from scratch. THAT is talent!

I am so proud of my husband. He has served his country in the Air Force National Guard. And although he is not longer with his unit, he still does a brilliant job at serving his country.

I also love my precious Micah. He is such a blessing. I never thought it was possible to have such a perfect baby.

I love my parents, sister, and the rest of my very small extended family… I am just not going to write about that right now since this blog is already very long!

8)      My God

The more I read the Bible, the more I learn about my amazing God. He gave me my life, my amazing family, my wonderful husband, and my unbelievably perfect baby. I do not deserve any of the gifts he’s given me, but that is what is so amazing about him. I don’t have to.

My mom and I were talking about God the other day and what it means to be like him… do I love my neighbor because they are nice to me and bring me baked goodies, and tell me how wonderful I am? No. I love them first, before I even get to know them. I love them without any expectations, and I love them even when they are not a very good neighbor at all.

God loves me not because of how much I pray or how many hours I read my Bible. God doesn’t love me because I can go ten minutes or ten days without sinning. He loves me because he is God and he is love. He loves me when I don’t deserve it, and he loves me when I don’t understand him or why or how he loves me.

9)      Organizing

There isn’t much that I love more than staring at a giant pile of chaos and then turning that heap into an organized, functioning, orderly system. I love any type of organizing, from sorting beads and buttons to tackling a messy garage or basement.

Because of this love I started the “business” OrganizedChaos. I have only been hired by a couple individuals to help organize their lives; then I got pregnant and had a baby, but someday I’d like to gain more clients, get my business license, and really dive deep into this hobby. My ultimate dream would be to be hired by businesses to organize the flow of their offices. I helped Josh with this one time. He got to help design how his new offices would be laid out. Where should the copy machine go that would be in the most beneficial location for all of the employees? How should the desks flow? We designed a digital layout of the new office, complete with the locations and number of doors present in the office building. It was a really fun project and I could have tinkered with it for days.

10)  Traveling

I do not get to do as much traveling as I someday hope that I’m able to do. This doesn’t seem like a true statement if you read the last blog I posted about never being home, but someday I’d like to travel further than my parents’ and grandparents’ houses. I love waking up in a new place, and doing things native to that part of the land. So far my favorite place to wake up is in the rainforest, but there are a lot of places that I’ve never gone.

Each of these likes has seemed to have gotten shorter in its definition. However, a screaming, bored baby is pulling me away. I hope those last few likes made since as I was trying to write them and take care of Micah at the same time. He is demanding my undivided attention now though, so here I go!

I Shouldn't Complain...

But why else would I have started this new post!?

My little Micah will be three months old in 13 days. He is such a trooper. I don't understand why in the world God has blessed me with a child who has slept six and a half hours at night since he was two weeks old... a child who sometimes sleeps nine hours at night. I don't understand why I "deserve" a child who NEVER cries unless he needs to eat or burp. I can count on one hand the amount of times that he has cried when I haven't been able to figure out a reason.

So why am I complaining? I guess I'm a bit selfish. I love schedules. Micah has been on a schedule since the day we got him home from the hospital. My husband got me this AWESOME thing called an Itzbeen. It helps me keep Micah on a schedule without really having to think.

However, Micah and I have done A LOT of traveling since he's been born.What does traveling do to a baby? It throws him off his schedule. I don't mind if Micah eats before he is scheduled to when he is traveling, because I don't think others should have to listen to a fussy baby. (Editor's note: I am not crazy about Micah's schedule when he is at home. I always feed him early when it is obvious that he is hungry and not just bored!)

Where all have I/we been? Geez, I wish I had written it down.

We have made several trips to Rolla and/or Jefferson City to visit both sets of Micah's grandparents. Micah was babysat by my mother for a few days while I helped with disaster relief in Joplin. We have gone to Minnesota to visit his great grandparents and great uncle and aunt. We have gone to Wisconsin (within the same Minnesota trip) to look at a car- (Josh leaves tomorrow to go back up there and get that car by the way- I will stay in Jefferson City with his mother.) We are leaving for Oklahoma next week to visit my cousin. We are leaving for Alabama in two and a half weeks for a vacation that's been scheduled quite a long time.

Written all out like that it doesn't seem like very much traveling, but I guess the trips to my parents' house have been plenty, and we don't just stay for one day.

My husband is blessed to have a schedule where he works three days and then has four days off. He then works four days and has three days off. There is plenty of time for us to travel. Me sometimes alone with Micah, and me sometimes with Josh and Micah.

I have only been home one solid week (seven days) in a row since Micah has been born... except that first week he was born when I was in the hospital for three days.

I should feel grateful that I have so many  loved ones who want to spend time with me and Micah, and yet I find myself thinking- why won't anybody ever come visit him at our house?? I have invited people tons of times. Nobody ever comes. (Editors note: This is SO NOT TRUE! Everybody in our families who does not live in Minnesota has come to our house to visit Micah if they have physically been able to make the trip... I am just complaining, and saying how I feel!)

But like I said, I guess I'm just selfish, I know I have more time to travel than anybody else who I'm asking to come visit me and Micah.

So here's my rant: I am NOT sick of visiting with family or friends. I look forward to it more than any of them probably know. However, I am very sick of living out of a suitcase... coming home only long enough to do the laundry and pack it all up again. I am tired of Micah's schedule always being compromised for the sake of traveling.

Now, if you will excuse me, I need to go pack. We are leaving again when Josh gets home from work tonight!