Just for laughs!

It's a scientific fact that you don't talk about dieting to a pregnant woman...especially when she is in the last trimester, and forgot what she really is supposed to look like. Well, Brian is recovering from a knee injury, is just about back to full speed, and is super psyched about taking off the pounds he put on while his knee was on the blitz. I took it pretty well... for a while. Until he got a little more specific. And I quote,

"I just wish I could get rid of this stuff in the middle", he says.

OK. That's enough. Compared to MY middle, buddy, you're doin' just fine. So Stop it. Seriously.

I actually told him that...and even though I was kind of smiling, he got it, because the next day he came home with this to show me....

1 minute and 46 seconds of pure truth. And funny. Very. Very. Funny.



So the only thing that could be better would be a new one entitled "Things you don't say to your PREGNANT wife!

Come on. Click the video. It's worth every second!

Rainbows

As much as we love the sunshine, sometimes God let's it rain. And it rains, and it rains, and it rains. Really really hard. Its such a big storm, you end up losing power, and you try and function off the meager lights of a few candles. The wind seems to be ripping apart your house, and the thought enters and re-enters your mind that you just might not make it through this one, and you are certainly going to sustain some damage. You wish it would end.


And then, there is a slow change as the sky lightens up a bit and there are small breaks in the clouds. You see it. Even while it is still raining, the sky is brightened and beautified by the loveliest of rainbows. As you enjoy the wonder of it, a deeper realization stirs your spirit. You understand that the beauty of a rainbow does not negate the ravages of the storm. When a rainbow appears, it doesn't mean the storm never happened or that you are not still dealing with its aftermath. What it means is that something beautiful and full of light has appeared in the midst of the darkness and clouds. Storm clouds may still hover, there will certainly be more rainy days, but the appearance of the rainbow provides a counter balance of beauty, color, and a sense of promise. Something stirs within your heart that seems to have barely survived. You feel it like you haven't since the storm first hit. It is hope.

In grieving circles, babies born to families after the loss of a child are often referred to as "Rainbow Babies". We are counting down the weeks, and praying with all of our hearts to bring our "rainbow baby" home. The hope and gift of him has brought healing and peace in a way that nothing else has since we said hello and goodbye to Mariah. But it is also a hard battle between faith and fear. I am quoting to myself daily, sometimes hourly, 2 Timothy 1:7: " For God hath not given us the spirit of fear; but of power, and of love, and of a sound mind." Next week we begin weekly stress tests and ultrasounds to keep a close eye on this little one. Whatever extra prayers and thoughts you may have in your home, would you please remember us? Especially me....I am so in need of "a sound mind". Eight weeks still seems so very very far away.

I can't imagine having come this long through the storm, and still not having a rainbow.
"Trust in the Lord with all thine heart"....

Here comes the sun....

Today.
Outside.
71 degrees.
In the middle of February.

With piles of snow still on the ground.

Just weird.
Lovely.
But weird.
But did I mention how very lovely?

Forecast is calling for snow on Sunday.
Figures.