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Sitting in church this morning with our two-year-old, I was looking around at several families with new babies (and/or some on the way).  It appears that many are growing by leaps and bounds.  On any given week, I can name at least 1 and a half hands full of families with in excess of 4 children. Some may say it has to do with being (fill in the blank) religion. It doesn’t matter which one, from my observation, as it seems that many with a close, traditional relationship with God and regular attendance at some form of service choose to have (or allow) many children into their lives.

It struck me as puzzling that God chooses to give the family near the front row eight, that’s right people, eight children when there are other families that are complete with just two adults.  Granted some of those two people families are such by choice, but others aren’t.  I just don’t always get the grand plan, but I guess I’m not on a need-to-know basis with God re: that subject. 

It feels as though I (can’t speak for my other half) am just about content with God’s plan for us, but every once in a while there’s a twinge.  The other day, for example, I was walking through the hospital when the announcement chime went off on the overhead and was then followed by that sweet little lullabye they play when a new baby is born.  I teared up.  Not sure why. Perhaps mourning those who never made it or maybe it was gratitude over the one who did.

No such thing as a free lunch

I guess I never realized how similar children and dogs (probably many pets, but my experience is with dogs) are.  Today, I had the gall to decide to eat a sandwich after my daughter had already eaten her (count ’em) rice cereal breakfast (along with whole milk), then several hours and a nap later she indulged in French Toast with strawberries and syrup which was topped off about an hour later with some bananas and dried pineapple. 

She sees that I have the nerveto be attempting to eat in her presence without alerting her to the fact.  It should be mentioned that this is the child who had the stomach flu last week and ate nothing but crackers, soup and juice for several days.  So, back to said sandwich.  I took it out, sat down at the table to eat and immediately heard an indignant sound and was being pointed to.  “Mohhhr”, she wailed plaintively in her best New York accent. 

I mean, even the dog was just watching from her vantage point on the couch!  Well, you know what happened to the sandwich…don’t you?!

Words to live by…

Watched the movie “Coach Carter” this week.  (Three thumbs up!)  In it, one of the players finally answers the question the Coach keeps inquiring of his players…What is your deepest fear?

 Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won’t feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine as children do. It’s not just in some of us; it is in everyone. And as we let our own lights shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.

This quote can be applied to so many facets of life.  Call it the February Blahs, but I’m having a hard time with sticktoitiveness these days.  Feeling a bit mired in quicksand.  Glad we’ve got a small vaca in the offing.  Anyway, wanted to share my “find” with you all.