When Husbands surprise you

Yesterday was a tired, stressed day. First, I could not sleep the night before. I had too much caffeine too late and was awake.  I went to the computer so as not to wake the babies (bottle baby sheep) or my husband and my email had a message from facebook that someone commented on something connected to me. I do not spend much time on facebook, just do not have the time to sit there like that, but that night I decided to read comments down my page.

I do not recommend it at bed time! I found out all the ads and messages from places I signed up as fans to; I found out my daughters and daughter in law were talking about milk; I found out that two daughters in law were threatening to kick eachother and the shorter one (Still MUCH taller than me) was threatening the other one and the taller said she could not reach her where she wanted to kick her. (NOW, this was all in fun, these two are best of friends, keep that in mind when I get farther down this post!)

I found out about all kinds of things. Some family members were collecting bald eagles and other weird animals, guess it is a game. Softball, trips and T-ball were all on my home/profile pages.

Again, I say do not read at bed time!

I finally went to bed. I began to dream. And dream. Animals, sickness and ball playing. Fabric and embroidery designs. And then, there I was at my one son’s house talking to his family when in comes the other son and his family. You got it! The two daughters in law began to fight. Now, remember, they are close friends! However, they were going at it for real,  trying to kick each other as threatened. Well, I woke and have no idea who won, but went to sleep and the taller one was gone and I was sitting there with a very happy daughter in law… I am guessing she did reach where she aimed.

Then I woke again and it was time for hubby to leave for work. (by 5 AM).  I was tired, felt like I never slept and Scout comes early.

My day went crazy. Scout was a little less than obedient and into everything. She was doing things she normally does not do like spilling water, starting the microwave when I am sitting on the pot, etc. Just seemed like I was cleaning up or scolding.  How I longed for nap time by 9 AM.

Nap time came and went. She played, would not sleep and finally got up as I did not want her going to sleep when her mom was coming in an hour. (Scout usually sleeps for 2-3 hours, if woke early you do not want to be near her!).

Rick ended up having to work till 7 or so as he had a big job, so he was gone for 14 hours+ and dinner was going to be late. I was tired, had to get things done that a 3 yr. old did not let me get done, and felt like doing nothing.

Not only that, but from reading things on facebook I missed my family so much more. I have grown used to a pain in my heart all the time, but sometimes it is made bigger. Yesterday was one of those days, just seems like the last few days have been leading up to it. I heard from all three daughters by email, text and phone call yesterday and wished that men were more communicative.

My husband had no idea of how I was feeling and the hard day I had with missing my kids and dealing with Scout’s antics. He had so much work that we did not talk much on the phone and I did not tell him as he had so much on his mind already.

Then he came home. He did not have flowers, but he had stopped and bought me a diet pepsi as well as this:

outside card

On the inside was this:

inside card2

What did I do?

CRY!

It eased so much pain.

I have been so blessed with wonderful, loving husbands. My first husband was tops and never did I think another one would come along when he died.  God is so Good, and while Rick did not know what I needed yesterday, God did and planted it in Rick’s heart.

Sometimes a Husband can really surprise you!

Follow the Shepherd

We see that all through the Bible God tells us to follow the Shepherd. Christ says “My sheep hear my voice and I know them and they follow Me” (Jn 10:27)

I have always loved sheep. I have written about it before and they are something I have always wanted to have. Reading Scripture about sheep and Christ comparing us to sheep and Him to the shepherd always touched me, however, it was not till I got my lamb that I began to more understand what HE was talking about.

Georgie came into my life unexpected, and then Blondie and Dagwood followed. A week ago the same rancher that gave me those three called me and said he had three more orphans and would I help him out by caring for them and keeping them. Would I??? !!!!

When Christ said “My sheep know my voice and … follow me” I understand. My lambs know my voice. I get up in the morning and walk around and they are quiet, but as soon as I say something they are yelling. When they see me they follow me, everywhere. Right at my legs, next to me. When I am gone and pull in the drive, they are yelling and if lose run as fast as they can to my side.  If I zig zag, they zig zag, it is the cutest thing, and also something that teaches me more of our Savior.

I was reading on Sheep 101 some interesting things about sheep:

  1. They will flee rather than fight It is their instinct. When I was given Georgie I was told that his breed just rarely fight. When challenged they will run towards each other as if to fight and then at the last minute turn away and run. We are to be like sheep, but what do we do instinctively?  This is a hard lesson for us to learn to be humble and let the fight go.
  2. Sheep know there is safety in numbers and will get in a pack to face the enemy. How often do we try to hide our sins and face the temptations and enemy alone?
  3. Sheep walk in a bit of a crooked line so their eyes can watch for predators in all directions. Already my lambs follow a straight path, but walk it “crooked” by looking over each shoulder with the steps to check for predators. (to these guys the predators are my goats that want to clobber them!)  Do we stay on the straight and narrow following the Savior but always watching out for the temptations that can get us and destroy us?
  4. Sheep have Keen Senses and are always alert to sounds and smells of predators and danger.  How sharp are our spiritual senses? Are we alert?
  5. Sheep have an amazing tolerance for pain. They know pain can make them more vulnerable and more open to their enemies.

As I pondered these things and watched my sheep I am more aware of why Christ called us sheep. It is what we are to be like, yet so hard for us at times.

Since Christ used the example so many times of us being sheep and Him the shepherd I think we all need to study sheep more. As I watch these sheep follow so close and if they sense any danger they run to my side, get behind me or about on top of me for protection. They all huddle together into me.

Watching this makes me more aware of what God expects of us. As Christians we are to huddle together and stick with the Shepherd. What is human instinct? Oh how I wish it was easy like it is for sheep!

My prayer is that I will press in to the Lord when I feel danger, pain, uncertainty and fear; but even more to press in and follow His voice through the every day walk of life.

Growing Older

From previous posts many of you know that growing old for me has been tough. I have contemplated as to why this is and think I have an idea.

When we look at the Word of God we see that growing old is an honor. Growing old is to be looked up to. Elderly are to be given honor and respect and their experiences and wisdom is to be followed.

Today, just like the fact that Scripture calls a house full of kids a blessing is ridiculed, so are the elderly and the wisdom and experiences they offer. People no longer want to follow the advice of experience or the Word Of God. We have a country that just wants young leadership and put down the history and ideals that formed the country.

This year I am old enough to begin collecting SS with early retirement. I have a grandson who will be old enough to get a drivers license. My hair has some gray. I am growing old like most baby boomers.

I watch how others treat their elderly parents, in laws, neighbors and society and instead of being proud of my growing older I am afraid of it.

When my husband and I were talking of getting married the one thing I told him right out was that when we marry his step mom was coming out of the nursing home and we were caring for her. She was about 92 and I was not going to let her stay in the home or die there.  So many were there because family left them as they did not want their elderly parents cramping their life style. (I know some  have no family and this is all they have.) My future mother in law ended up dying before we married. It broke my heart that I did not have the privilege of caring for her.

Now, here I am getting  older and watching the disrespect so many have for older people. I wonder if I have taught my children well enough to care for me, or have their spouses been taught to respect the elderly and care for them? How about my grandchildren? What are they being taught. Is society over riding any teaching that we did with our children or they with theirs? So often we can do out best but society teaches otherwise. While I feel confident my kids will care for me, it is still frightening.

Oh, I have been in the stores on Social Security day too. I have  chuckled at the elderly putting their carts in the middle of the isle while they slowly got to where they wanted to find something on the shelf. Mean while no one moves up the isle. When it happens I watch people.; some get mad, are disrespectful and get ornery. Others offer to help them and some just wait patiently. (funny note here, my grandfather, at the time in his 90’s, did not want to go to the store on ‘old timers’ day “cause all those old people just blocked the isle” so he could not shop! He lived to be almost 103!)

Or when they have told you the same story over and over. Some people listen politely as if it is the first time they heard it, others just zone out and still others inform them they heard it and do not want to hear it again.

How do you react? How do you treat those you are to have respect for and give honor to? What are your kids learning from watching you?

Let’s try to teach our children and grandchildren by actions to have patience, respect and honor our elderly because of who they are and what God says.

What? You have a cantankerous elderly neighbor? Or Mother? Or grandfather?  As a Christian we are to respect and honor them for their position. We may not like them, they may be a real pain, but they still need to get shown respect.  I think you can ask any of my kids about a certain senior citizen (OH wait, he was probably the age I am now!!) we had as a neighbor in PA. We know what living with someone like that is like.

I have been trying to remember to really go out of my way to show respect and honor when I am around the elderly. We never know who may be watching us and children need to see others being respected. They see the disrespect and antagonism towards elderly on TV, in stores, school and some homes so why not give them the example of honoring and respecting our senior citizens?

Life is hard enough and as you get older you look back and see all you have lived through and all it has taught you. You see where you would have done things differently, where you know you were right and where you think “How did I live through that?”. God has a way of taking those things and using them in your life and in the lives of younger people if they would listen. Scripture says to listen, to learn and to seek the advice of those who are older and God’s own.

If you are young, do you do that? Do you look to all the older family members and seek advice? Listen and learn from them? Or are you forging your own way doomed to make the same mistakes or more?

Older ones, do you share with the younger when you can?  Some of those things may seem trivial, but they were there for our learning and for the future generations. We are all too often quiet since so much in the  the world has made it clear that they do not care what the older person has to offer.

Well, I am not ready for the rocking chair yet, although some days it does sound might good, but I am getting up there. Early retirement here I come. I am fortunate though, I still have a mother that is alive, some kids that call and check on me and even some step kids as well that call.  Grand kids that call or email too. I am blessed indeed.