We celebrated my husbands 47th birthday this weekend! Wow, it is hard to believe that we have been together for 19 years. Time is going by crazy fast. He had a poker night with his brother, nephew and a few friends. He took lots of naps. He got to chill and watch super boring TV with no hassles. He got his requested lasagna dinner, and we had the family over to enjoy it. He doesn't ask for a lot, and I believe he really enjoyed himself. He got a special surprise yesterday, as our 10 year old gave him a huge loaf of sharp cheddar (has to be like 5 lbs at least) that he bought him with his very own money. Jeff loves cheese. Tomorrow two of his very dearest, and oldest friends, the Leonardi brothers, come to town. Not a bad 47th! Now I'll be under a little pressure for his 50th, but I have a few years to figure that out!
I am a girl with strong faith. Strong, blind, childlike faith. My atheist friends are bewildered by it. They cannot understand how such a smart woman would believe such "nonsense". I have no explanation other than, I just do. I preface this post with that statement because, you won't find me quoting scripture here. Though I would if I were more confident in my ability to do so competently. I do not have that confidence, never have. I am a believer. My belief has been nurtured by life experience, by answered prayers, by constant evidence that God cares about me. I see his hand in big things and small. I look to him for guidance and help in all things. I am not a Biblical scholar. I have always been somewhat insecure about that. I am bolstered up by the words of a Godly woman much wiser than I who assures me that "I am living my walk out loud". My faith is not in my knowledge of the scripture, but in the...
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