It has absolutely astounded me how many people have "sent" me rainbows and stars - thanks to you all! In picture format, on cards, text messages, poems - you name it. Even this morning, a member of our congregation shared a story from her recent holiday: having climbed a high mountain, knowing the view was beautiful, all she could see was the mist, she could hardly see in front of her hand, but she knew that the view, could she have seen it, was absolutely beautiful. Inspite of the mist and the weather, she was aware that although she physically couldn't see the splendour and beauty, that it was there and that she was most definately a part of it. We were chatting about the fact that at times such as this, the "fog" and "mist" can be very debilitating and it's hard at times to remember the "bigger picture." Although we don't know the plan that God has for our lives, we know that it is there and that we are in the midst of it.
For those of you who work with me, or who have previously, you will be aware of my anally retentive nature when it comes to being "in control," having to know what it going on, and have some sort of say in the planning - not knowing the plan to me is more difficult than knowing the plan and not liking it / agreeing with it - don't ask me why! I know it sounds odd. As you can imagine, this makes our current lifestyle - living day by day, quite a difficult one. What will I be doing tomorrow - I'm not sure, it depends how I feel, has not really been the moto by which I have lived my life. I am learning (slowly!)
This is a rainbow taken by my Uncle at the Victoria Falls!
I am rediscovering my past love of crafting - much to my husband and mother's dismay - the house is littered with crafting products, both finished and unfinished! Some of you may even be "privelidged" to be the recipients of such things when you open the christmas wrapping paper in a few weeks time. I am enjoying myself immensely and making a huge mess - great!
It has been a week of birthdays and celebrations in our house this past week, with my two eldest boys turning 6 and 10 in the past week and Colin's Mum and Dad celebrating their 40th Wedding Anniversary. It's hard to believe that it's been 10 years since I craddled that little scrap who needed tiny baby clothes in my arms for the first time. "God's Precious Gift" (the meaning of Eoin's name,) certainly has been that, Eoin (and Thomas and Jack,) have brought us such gifts and blessings wider than anything that I could ever have imagined. Just look at the delight in Jack's face as he opened his £1.25 Toy Story bag (cheapskate mummy!) and told me how awesome it was - I had filled it with some crafty bits and pieces and Jack likes nothing more than "making."
It has been a bit of a strange week as my husband exposed me to the world! Without me realising, he had posted pictures of me on Facebook, and sent emails with them attached, of me with Jack on his birthday, without anything on my head - my baldness there for all to see! I wasn't sure if I was ready for everyone to see me, but I guess I didn't have any choice, it was too late, it was done.
Still learning you see - He knows the plans He has for me, I am not in control, just living day by day, taking each one as it comes - accepting it at the gift it was intended to be.
