Sunday, September 18, 2011

Up & Down

To understand the brevity of life and to take life seriously: Does the understanding only come when something devastating happens? Why is it ignored in the mundane details of the everyday? How can you teach someone, if they have never learned this reality? Why, oh why, do things happen the way they do?

For some, we need to just chill out and stop taking our tiny role so seriously. Honestly. We need to chill. Other times, there are the ones that have been chilling for far to long and they need to take something serious. Because this world is passing quickly. In an instant everything could be gone. We need to realize that.

We need to realize that we, ourselves, are not at the middle of the world. At the same time we need to realize we are responsible for our actions. Here I go again, it is as if I am trying to balance out the see-saw.

It is pretty amazing though, how each of us, we are not the same. I told the kids today, don't ever compare each other's problems. One thing may be hard for you and be easy-peasy for me. We all have our own pain and our hardship and our own joys and our own successes. Let's stop with the comparing and bear with each other in love. I may get excited about one thing, that does not mean everyone else is going to be excited. I am thankful for that too, because sometimes I don't want everyone to have the same interests as me. For example, when people say to me, "I can't even draw a stick figure," (I hear that at least once a month) I rejoice that we don't have the same strengths. I tell them imagine if we all had this same gift, what would be the point? I also tell them they definitely have a gift that I do not have and I rejoice over it.

I am going to stop asking "why?" I am instead going to continue on with what I know I can do and what God is telling me to do. Often times for me it feels like how am I going to make it? I sometimes marvel at people's lives and wonder, wow they are making it. This life is not easy. I am glad this life is short and that when it comes time for me to go home, it is for eternity.

Thursday, August 11, 2011

little sweet things

So this morning I woke near sunrise, I had to force my body out of bed to the shower. When I exited the house I walked through a spider's web and sneezed all the way to the car. Apparently my allergies are acting up today. I arrived at the house two minutes early after listening to Ezekiel on my ipod. Wow, I need to learn more about Ezekiel.

I made the girls breakfast and we then had a small dance party where the girls were learning more dance moves like twirling and raising their hands in the air. I was having a lot of fun, because now they are copying my dance moves more than ever. Afterwards we played and then I knew it was time for a nap when one of the girls was laying down while coloring with her crayons. So funny! They put themselves to bed and I went up and covered them. I then did some research to find a potential beach spot for this afternoon. I was craving a peppermint mocha so much that I attempted at making my own right here where they happen to have all the correct ingredients. For a first time try, I'd say I did pretty well making myself a latte. I am enjoying it as I type.

So I decided to bake bread. Yes, bread from scratch. I wanted to use the whole wheat yeast. I had not made bread with yeast since el dia de los muertos in middle school.  I then had the tangled song going through my head. I have done so much already before noon. Don't worry I did start to learn a new song on the piano somewhere in there too. I should start to be more attracted to the idea of waking up early, but morning Clara needs the extra jolt to get herself out of bed, like a job.

On Tuesday the other girls I watch had me act out the Tangled song, and they kept saying, Wow! It looks like you are the one singing. It was so entertaining to act it out for them. They were giving me all the props at the right time. So here's a toast, holding my latte high in the air, to the little sweet things that make life enjoyable.