Rapping with my homeboy

Today was a first. A first concert for my son.
Toby Mac to be exact.
E is growing up.
I couldn't help but watch the teenagers in front of us and wonder what it will be like when he is one. I want him to know that being a Christian doesn't have to be boring. We need to enjoy life every once in awhile. I felt a little bit like a kid myself tonight "rocking out" to bands such as Reliant K, b.reith, family force 5 and of course, Toby Mac. Funny, I actually know some of the words too!
I had so much fun! I haven't laughed this hard in a long time! I really just wanted to sit and watch Ethan- watch his enjoyment in the evening. I remember enjoying watching my children's expressions at the circus or Elmo Live when they were seeing it for the first time. Watching my children take in new things is one of my greatest joys.

Although there are many firsts behind us, I realize there are many ahead for my growing boys. I hope I take the time to watch their faces.
I hope I stop to relish in those once in a lifetime moments.
I pray that raising my boys is more than reminding them to brush their teeth and fighting about getting homework done.
Life seems to blur out of focus when I'm stuck just taking care of daily chores.
It was nice to deter from the mondane and spend a whacked out evening with my son and his current love for rap music.
I wouldn't have wanted to be anywhere else!

I'm glad that you've found my new site! It is with renewed focus that I start this new blog. Am I still awaiting EmmeKate? Yes and No.

I must confess, I'm tired. Tired of "awaiting". I've always wanted what God wants for me. But I think I have been farsighted. I've been deficient in seeing what is so near.

God's Word, God's nudgings have a way of acting as a corrective lens.

My eyes are tired from squinting to see what is ahead. Instead, I can choose to look at what I can read so easily in front of me.

Only God's vision is 20/20. My sight is skewed by imperfections. But if I rely on Him to bring things into focus, I won't have to strain so hard to see!

Putting on a new pair of glasses is great but sometimes vanity takes a hit. I remember how I felt in second grade when I got my first pair. I remember a boy in my class telling me I looked like a teacher. That was insulting to a 7 year old!

Just as that boy felt compelled to share his opinion about my new spectacles, people can feel compelled to share their assessment of my "predicament".

Some may say I never should have started this journey or at least should have given up long ago.
That's not what a girl with new "glasses" needs to hear.

So, here I go, continuing on my journey. I'm not sure what's up ahead. But I'll walk with confidence knowing I can at least see where to place my next step. And I'll choose to find God's best for me each day instead of looking at tomorrow.