impossible

A happy girl made happier?

Impossible!

Possible!

i will (try) to praise him

It's right there in our wedding vows, "May we always praise Him in all circumstances..." Shoot! I've been remembering that lately and wonder why sometimes it's just so hard! The vows probably should have said, "May we strive to Praise Him..."

Sometimes I'm just too tired to praise him. Lame. Sometimes I can think of a few things to praise him for and a whole lot larger list of things that I'm not feeling like praising him for. Seriously!

Or, I get the itch to judge what's praise worthy and then I'm in a real mess, focusing on the injustice, noticing the negative, fixating on my molding home with no electricity. Sometimes it's just hard. And I'm missing it.

The mere fact that I'm writing this would tell most that I'm talking myself into praising him.

It's that internal battle again, the day I need to go back to my good friend Ann Voskamps blog (ok, well, I don't know her yet but I wish I did http://www.aholyexperience.com/) and start counting gifts again. Counting the small blessings and praising him...

Like the opportunity I to live in a beautiful, foreign land...

And to know a creator that gave us this to enjoy... 

And to enjoy the rain that falls, rushing waters washing away the soil except for that which is under the weight of a small stone whose foundation is strong-- a reminder of how I want to be built on solid ground... 

And a child who can imagine she's a giant in this "village" left as wash-away from the rain...

And through these stalagmite type formations I'm reminded how small I am and how big He is...

 

And to have loads of family (and friends) both near and far who love us, pray for us, support us...

 Yes, I have much to praise him for. I am reminded. We will strive.

speaking to my heart

On my way to the clinic today I heard this song again, the first time in ages.

It's all around me, 

It's speaking to my heart.