Saturday, 23 November 2013
Tuesday, 19 November 2013
|Storage curtains in gold.|
|Sofa cushions (bad quality pic, sorry)|
|Seat cushions on lounge chairs|
|Fred in his new jumper, ready for his walk.|
- It's tight in the chest, hugging him
- No sleeves as he still often pees on his front legs accidentally
- He can still go to the toilet even though it's long in the back, as his tail holds it up
- The length and looseness of the back (the 'cape') means he can tuck his legs in for warmth
Monday, 4 November 2013
Life is wonderful right now. Loving so completely and being loved the same way in return is amazing. And I love our home, my current job, Fred the dog - this married life is truly beyond my wildest dreams.
So why does this make me feel... selfish?
I observe - thanks to God and my always reasonable husband I don't have to act on impulses - within myself, that I somehow can't be comfortable being comfortable. And I'm not sure if that is a good or a bad thing!
A bad thing: arguments for this unease being negative - I've been through more hard times than many at my age. I've been through lean years. I've served God faithfully where I was, single for years, earning less than I could have by choosing to work for His Kingdom at a Christian charity. Why shouldn't I accept blessing without drawbacks? God is good!
But, could this unease be positive - a God thing? So many people are worse off than me. How can I sit on my blessings when I could help others? Could we foster or adopt? (the potential for pain and heartache, hard work and overwhelm are vast!) Volunteer more? Then again, how can I let Mr. shoulder the burden of providing for us; volunteering feels like indulging myself too - assuaging my need to feel like I'm helping others - when I could find ways to contribute to our finances?
See the problem is, both lines of reasoning look valid to me. And I know I have this sense of unease. But which is right? What is God calling me - us - to do, if anything?