Sunday, August 24, 2008
I used to think I was an athlete... however, after watching the Olympics for 17 days straight, I realize I am FAR from being an athlete. I went for a walk today and got burnt out in 30 minutes (although I will credit some of that to the 100 degree heat). That is pretty sad considering that I used to swim for 2-3 hours a day in college. Needless to say I am motivated. I like feeling "strong", it makes me more confident in myself. I cannot put my self-consciousness on anybody but myself, even though I try to blame Chris. He loves me the way I am. I wish that for all my friends, for them to find someone who loves them just the way they are now, not some future version of them. Surprisingly many people fall in love with the person they want their mate to be, not the person they are. That makes me sad and fear for the possible relationships that are out there. Luckily I have the most amazing husband in the world! Not that I'm bragging or anything :)
Sunday, August 10, 2008
My little brother is moving to Italy in 7 days... indefinitely. I am really proud of him. He has talked about moving to Italy to teach English for a couple of years now, and he's finally doing it! He doesn't know how long he is going to be gone. Maybe one year, maybe five. Crazy. I am going to miss him. He is a very big part of my and Chris' life and it is going to be weird without him. I hope we get to visit him. Scotty, we love you!
My little sister is moving to San Francisco in January to work with street kids and prostitutes. WOW!!! I am really proud of her too. She has come a long way the past 20 months. God is doing amazing things in her life and it is so exciting that she gets to use them for His glory. I am just such a proud big sister right now!!
Saturday, August 2, 2008
What an emotional weekend it's been... Lauren Larsen delivered her baby on Thursday night, just before midnight, and on Friday just after lunch I got a phone call that the baby was not doing well and that we needed to pray for her because her chance of survival was 50%. My heart dropped. And I prayed... still am praying. I cannot imagine carrying a baby for 9 months and then not being able to hold him or take her home. I especially cannot imagine losing him. I would hope my faith would not be shattered, but I don't know that I can honestly say it wouldn't be.
As of right now the baby is stable. I have no idea what is going on in Lauren or Matt's mind. Please pray that Lucia Life Larsen makes it through these next tough couple of days, that God would give her strength to fight, and breath life back into her. I beg you to pray with me. Pray with faith, for faith is what gets me through.