Friday, June 5, 2009

Little Encouragements

I've been thinking for two weeks now about what I would write about as I re-entered the blog world. Something happened this morning that wasn't necessarily extraordinary, but it was a big deal to me, so I decided to share go ahead and share it.

I went to the grocery store this morning and decided to hit up Panera Bread for some coffee and a bagel for breakfast. As I was walking toward the door, holding August, my keys and my wallet, a man had just came out of the door. He looked up, smiled at me, turned around, went back to the door and held it open for me.

Like I said, it wasn't a big deal, but it was important to me. I guess this impressed me so much because this guy was dressed in a bright blue University of Kentucky Polo, and had the ultra-gelled hair; he was obviously a coach of one of the UK sports teams. Complementing his outfit was a black book that said "The Coach's Bible" on the front. Perhaps this is why he took the extra time to help a mom with her hands full.

For whatever reason he did it, it reminded me of what men are like in Texas. There, most men open doors for women. Here, most men don't, even when the woman has her hands full of a baby and a diaper bag.

So, to the UK coach who walked back to the door just so he could hold the door open for August and I, thank you for your random act of kindness, and for reminding me of home.

Tuesday, April 21, 2009

More Wisdom from Dr. Seamands

I would like to be able to blog morsels of goodness that come from within myself, but let's face it: I don't have time to try to be profound right now. For the sake of not being completely inactive on my blog, I'll share some more goodness from a wise professor:

"Part of the reason the church has become weak is because we assume that Jesus performed miracles through His divine nature; the truth is that He performed them through his humanity, empowered by the Spirit. Therefore, we can do the same miracles as Jesus."

I love Dr. Seamands!

Thursday, April 9, 2009

An Easter Thought

One of the things I love about being in seminary is that classes and holy celebrations fit together. In one of my classes, my professor shared this quote. It's something to think about:

“God, who needs nothing, loves into existence wholly superfluous creatures in order that He may love and perfect them. He creates the universe, already foreseeing....the buzzing cloud of flies about the cross” —C.S. Lewis, The Four Loves, 178.

"It takes suffering to bring someone into the world, just ask any pregnant woman. God suffered in order to bring us into creation." -Steve Seamands

Wednesday, April 1, 2009

Tidbits

If you're like me, it's not uncommon to think "hey, I need to blog about this" several times a week. But I also always think "there's no use in blogging about something that only deserves one sentence." This blog post is a compilation of those thoughts.

-August is paid for: We've paid all of the doctors, and the hospital gave us enough financial assistance to cover our whole hospital bill.

-I am so dang busy it's not funny...12 hours in Seminary is ridiculous!

-We added a really pretty plant to my study nook...it's the plant that is in the pictures of the nursery (we covered August's window because he wouldn't sleep when it is light outside, and the plant was dying from lack of sunlight).

-I LOVE SPRING!

-I also love ipod games.

-My Shamrock Shuffle experience is complete...I picked up my t-shirt that had to be ordered!

-I have a watch that I loved to use to when I was running. I could time myself and know what time it was. When I was in the car on the way to the hospital to have August, I was trying to time my own contractions (Kelly was driving), and I accidentally set it to beep every hour on the hour. I tried for weeks to turn that feature off. I finally got so tired of hearing the beeping that I put the watch in a box in the office. I got the watch out on Monday so that I could use it on my run, and I tried to change the time on it (daylight savings time has happened since last time I used it). I was not successful in changing the time, but it doesn't beep anymore. Go figure!

Tuesday, March 17, 2009

Victory!

I have always loved St. Patrick's Day, and at some point a few years ago, I also began to enjoy going for a nice run (or hike) outdoors. So when we moved to Wilmore, and I heard about the annual Shamrock Shuffle (3K race), I knew I had to be a part of it. You should check out the website to see some of the funny costumes people ran in: green hair, Lucky Charms pajama pants, crazy big hats, sparkly robes...there was all kinds of stuff!

But there have been obstacles...

2007-We had to go home because we found out that my grandmother had been diagnosed with cancer.

2008-I was too busy throwing up (severe morning sickness) to even think about running in a race.

When I found out that I was pregnant, I was in probably the best shape I had been in since high school. I needed a goal for myself to get back in shape after the pregnancy, so I decided to commit to running in the Shamrock Shuffle of 2009.

This year's obstacle was that it was 40 degrees and raining. My hopes of having my husband and my son go cheer me on fell through (it was too cold and wet for August), and I considered not going. However, the remote possibility that I may graduate and move back to Lubbock before this time next year encouraged me to seize the opportunity. So I went. By myself.

This was way out of my comfort zone. I don't like doing things unfamiliar to me, especially by myself. I hadn't trained and ran the way I should have to prepare for the race. Most of all, I hate driving on Kentucky roads in the rain. But I went.

I wore my green jacket, my green Asics, my green bandana, and listened to my bagpipe/Irish/Celtic music, and I ran. Just before I crossed the finish line, I found a good friend of mine, Amberly Strebeck. I made it to town by myself, I finished the race without having to stop to walk, and I found one of my greatest friends just before the finish line. That was an incredibly triumphant moment. Here we are, all soggy and happy, complete with our mardi gras-style green beads that they passed out at the finish line:

I finished in 24:03, and 684/968. I hope to do better in my next race, this experience only increased the joy that running brings me.

Thursday, February 26, 2009

Happy and Healthy

August had a checkup today. He is a healthy baby boy. Here are his stats:

Height: 24 inches (between 5 and 10 percentile)
Weight: 12 pounds, 10 oz. (below 5 percentile)
Head Circumference: 15.5 inches (below 5 percentile)

He's little, but he's perfectly healthy. On that note, here's a video of his him and his happy laughy self this morning.

Wednesday, February 25, 2009

My New Study Space

As many of you know, I am taking a tough load this semester. Because of some miscommunications with my advisor, I have to take 4 classes (3 is considered full-time). Because Kelly is so wonderful, he wanted to set me up with my own little space to study. He bought me a desk (and a chair), a lamp, and a space heater (because the room is drafty and my desk is up against the window). He also let me go ahead and order my new MacBook, which we agreed I would raise the money for by selling some things I no longer want. We are going to order an extra shelf for some of the random things gathering in the corner, and my picture of August that we ordered should come soon. We refer to my study area as my nook. When I need to study with minimal interruptions, I just tell Kelly "I am going to my nook."

There's one more thing he got me that I need to tell you about. It is perhaps the sweetest part of all of this. He got me a fish (a betta). He said he bought the fish for me so that I wouldn't feel lonely in my nook. I had two bettas in undergrad, and I loved them. I had a red/purple one named Fitzgerald and a blue/black one named Harold. So, when it came time to name this new little guy, I wanted to come up with another arrogant, British name.

I'll tell you the name in just a minute, but the name needs a preface. As most of you know, Kelly and I are huge fans of the television show WEST WING. We own all of the seasons, and we've watched it all of the way through several times. There is an arrogant, obnoxious British character, so I chose to name my betta after him. Here's a video that will help you appreciate how funny this is:

Yep. My betta's name is Lord John Marbury. Here is what my wonderful desk space looks like:




Thanks, Kelly, for being so wonderful and helping me out so much. I love you. And I love Lord John Marbury (the fish).