Forever Beloved

Faith, Love & Truth

woooooo hooooooo

so today i’m leaving for an all girls weekend! wow, i’ve never had one of those before. it’s a new experience but like i keep telling joe…new is scary but that doesn’t mean it’s bad. so let me give you a rundown of all the totally rockin’ girls i’ll be spending the weekend with ~

michelle
cathy
shelly
ana
laurie
angela

sooooooooooooooo totally excited…only a few more hours now. sad to leave joe and the kids for the weekend but i’m sure they will be fine and have tons of fun with daddy, he’s such a fun dad.

ya’all know i’m gonna take a ton of pics this weekend and bust out both my digi and slr film cameras. woot woot…fun times!

i might check in this weekend and i might not 🙂
out for now
~kisses

strength and faith

so today i wanted to touch on my strength and faith. faith is something i always “had” but never really thought of much. i wasn’t the person i should have been, on a daily basis nor in my marriage. i realize that now and can admit it. funny how now i can’t imagine not having faith and clinging to it for dear life. my faith is something i’ve always firmly stood beside but never held up before for everyone to see. now i’m standing, holding my faith above my head and showing anyone who will look. i could not have made it through the last month without total faith!

strength, oh my strength, where did it come from…i firmly believe it came from my faith. i use to say to my friend bec that if we were twins i would be the weak little one that clung on for life, she always seemed so much stronger than i did. but through this i’ve found a strength i never knew i had, one i never could have imagined i would ever see. the strength has allowed me to stay positive through all the trails i have went through in the last month. i has allowed me to see the blessings that came out of this. it has also allowed me to never once imagine that joe isn’t coming home to us. others might think this is me living in a fantasy world but i know in my heart he will return to us Y my strength helped me forgive joe and helped me learn forgiving love. i am strong enough now to guard my heart with every bit of power i have.i feel as if i should share every part of this journey with everyone. i want to share our story and maybe, just maybe, someone can take a part of it and apply it to their life or marriage. that would totally make me happy.lets have some happy layouts, i haven’t posted layouts for quite a while. i hadn’t scrapped for nearly a month, insane huh? but this week i felt it again and i scrapped woot woot!!!!

i had to share this

Come with me to a third grade classroom….. There is a nine-year-old kid sitting at his desk and all of sudden, there is a puddle between his feet and the front of his pants are wet. He thinks his heart is going to stop because he cannot possibly imagine how this has happened. It’s never happened before, and he knows that when the boys find out he will never hear the end of it. When the girls find out, they’ll never speak to him again as long as he lives.

The boy believes his heart is going to stop; he puts his head down and prays thisprayer, “Dear God, this is an emergency! I need help now! Five minutes from now I’mdead meat.”

He looks up from his prayer and here comes the teacher with alook in her eyes that says he has been discovered. As the teacher is walkingtoward him, a classmate named Susie is carrying a goldfish bowl that is filledwith water. Susie trips in front of the teacher and inexplicably dumps the bowl of water in the boy’s lap. The boy pretends to be angry, but all the while is saying to himself,”Thank you, Lord! Thank you,Lord!”

Now all of a sudden, instead of being the object of ridicule, the boy is the object of sympathy. The teacher rushes him downstairs and gives him gymshort to puton while his pants dry out. All the other children are on their hands and kneescleaningup around his desk. The sympathy is wonderful. But as life would have it,the ridicule that should have been his has been transferred to someone else-Susie.

She tries to help, but they tell her to get out “You have done enough,you klutz!” Finally, at the end of the day, as they are waiting for the bus, the boy walksover to Susie and whispers, “You did that on purpose, didn’t you?” Susie whispersback, “I wet my pants once too.”

May God help us see the opportunities that are always around us to do good.

Remember…..Just going to church doesn’t make you a Christian any morethan standing in your garage makes you a car.

Each and everyone one of us are going through tough times right now, but God is getting ready to bless you in a way that only He can. Keep the faith.