Monday morning was grey and drizzly which made grocery shopping wet and chilly. Way back in January a kind hearted young man who really likes my daughter gave me a Starbucks gift card for my birthday. I was thrilled. You may remember that Tim and I are being aggressive with our debt and coffee at Starbucks is always an ultra treat being expensive and uncommon for me – so I was pretty excited to have this gift card to use anytime.
I don’t know how it is with you, but gift cards are like a double gift for me. There’s the fun of getting something that I wouldn’t have without the card; but there’s also the fun of knowing I could get something even when I don’t which for me translates into a gift in itself (you’re right, I may need counseling).
Many of you now know the reason behind the quietness of my blog recently – my mind had been completely hijacked by the message I delivered on Sunday October 24. I’m so thankful God didn’t call me to be a preacher!
Tim has been preaching through Colossians recently and told me back in August that he thought it would be a good idea if I were to speak on “wives, submit to your husbands as is fitting in the Lord.” My first thought was, "You've got to be kidding!" Really, he jokes alot all through the day. Then when I realized he was serious I thought, "You've got to be kidding, Father! You want me?? to preach??" Tim knows I don’t like things sprung on me at the last minute so he figured he’d give me a few weeks to prepare… he didn’t realize at the time that it would be 2 months before it happened.
Apart from the times I’m teaching piano, which I really enjoy and probably provides a distraction, these have been melancholic days for me this week. I’m not certain of the root cause but I can identify 3 or 4 possible contributors.
I’m writing this on September 9th, the anniversary of the day my dad died. I find it odd how that event completely eclipses all the other good events that have happened on that same date: the birth of a son to good friends of ours; the day Tim and I first met. You’d think life and love would be bigger events for the heart, and yet somehow the loss that comes with the death of someone you love overrides all the good that is also there.
Tim and I celebrated our 24th wedding anniversary this week! I never knew a couple could be so crazy in love with each other after so many years. I think this may be close to what God had in mind when He instituted marriage – 2 people better, stronger, healthier together than they could ever be on their own. I’m loving it!
I was so surprised tonight to learn that the modern (as opposed to traditional) gift for the 24th anniversary is… (drum roll, please)… a musical instrument! We were discussing this with friends as we sat in our living room with my newly acquired grand piano!! Now Tim didn’t buy it for me, but since I’m so noticing being loved, it would seem my Heavenly Father got it for me/us; which reminded me that I haven’t yet told the story about my next bit of fabulous news!!