Picking up the slack...on blogging :)

I haven't blogged in forever! It was so nice to go back and reread my first blog and remember the events going on in our lives and I have inspired myself to continue with this blog journey ha.  So...lets see, since the last blog, Jake and I are married, and happier and closer than we have ever been before.  When I look at him and see how much love we have between us and within us and around us, I swell up with joy, and can't even imagine how crazy in love we will be when we are 36, 46, and 56.  Seth is of course, 7 now, and he is having to grow a little more this year and he is starting to round out into a little boy that is less impulsive and is really considering his actions and their consequences, and how important it is that he is kind to others.  Every night when we put him to bed, we read his bible, and discuss it's meaning in the lessons, and answer any questions, and we all say a prayer individually.  His prayers are so strong for such a young child.  And I nearly cry every time I hear him say "Thank you so much for putting my Mommy and my Daddy in my life, I love them so much."  We got moved into a beautiful home in Weatherford, and I am working in downtown Fort Worth in the Federal building.  Jake and I are both in school this semester, and life is just trucking along.  So there is the update on our course in this life...and now for the most recent events, minor milestones in our day but forever memories...

This past weekend I went to the Ignite Women's Retreat at our church, for the third year in a row, and I am just amazed at what a total piece of work I am, and how amazing it is that God can transform my heart, and I'm not even overwhelmed with all the work that is to be done in my heart because I am not the one that can better myself, only God can.  So I am building my relationship with him day in and day out.  As I sit at his feet I hear him say to me, his daughter, just as I would tell Seth..."Rachel, you have to stop throwing stones at people, you have to learn that no matter what they do, you have to drop the stone and walk away, I am their Father and the judge, stop worrying about what your brothers and sisters are doing! By the way, did I tell you how beautiful and special you are to me.  Don't ever forget that.  You are mine, and I love you, unconditionally.  That stuff weighing you down, it was a mistake, you messed up, it doesn't change my love for you, so stop throwing stones at yourself.  Let's move forward, and I will help you continue to mature and grow more beautiful every day."  Then he goes on "Your marriage is beautiful to me also, I picked you out for Jake, I picked him out for you, and I know what he needs, and I know what you need...so relax, stop trying too hard to be everything to everyone, and come to me first, and I will guide you and tell you what you need to work on each day to give your husband what he needs.  Trust me, I am God, and I am the rock under your feet, and the foundation of your marriage, you are safe with me."  The retreat was wonderful, the friendships were great, I felt useful by being able to help with things, and I got to spend time with my Mother, my Mother-In-Law, and hopefully one day my Sister-In-Law.  Most importantly, I left with an awakening that God is my center, my focus, the rest is just shadows, and that in this life, everything I do must be centered around eternity, and not what is temporary here on Earth. 

I learned something else this weekend too...about endometriosis.  Let me tell you, it's a terrible disease to have, and it robs you of so much, robs you of life and of your time.  Here is what happened, and what I learned afterwards...Jake and I went to Groggy Dog on Lake Granbury to relax and have a date night.  The weather was perfect, cool breeze, and the water shining, lights lit up all around, a musician singing our favorite songs, glass of chilled white win, eating, laughing, joking, loving...an awesome song began to play and we wanted to dance, but nobody was dancing..we didn't care.  We got up and danced anyways.  Then after the musician was finished, they began to play hip hop music and old school hip hop, and we were joking about those and talking to each other.  We haven't had alone time in quite some time and it was so nice.  Then it happens, out of nowhere, my stomach begins to feel like someone has taken a knife blade with no handle and implanted it into my stomach where every move every turn every motion makes it hurt worse.  I tell Jake my stomach is killing me.  I start to get frustrated because I've been dealing with this for years and I'm so tired of it.  Before I know it, I'm asking Jake if he is ready to go and telling him I'm sorry I'm in pain as if it is my fault. Then I tell him I know this disease effects him too and it sucks.  He keeps telling me no it doesn't.  I'm thinking how does it not effect my husband?  Sometimes I can barely go places, sometimes I absolutely cannot get up without his hand to help me, sometimes I can't sit up straight because it hurts to stretch it out, and sometimes I want to take Seth outside and play kickball with him and I can't, and before I know it I'm angry at this disease.  Women that have this disease understand and can empathize.  What I learned Saturday night was this...my husband, a wonderful man, while effected by my disease, CHOOSES to not let it change his attitude.  I'll be realistic, when I'm in pain I can't always smile, even if I try.  But I make a choice to either accept it and not dwell on the what if's and long lost time...and I found it in my heart to do my best to develop the attitude of a positive person, to be thankful for the times that are good, which is 75% of the time I'm without pain thanks to the new meds my doctor has me on.  My husband has chosen to be with me for better or worse, and it is my job to be better when things are worse.  It was a revelation: I cannot do anything about this and can never change the circumstances of when it might show up at innopportune times...but I can change how I react to it. 

Moving on...I want to share how proud I am of our son.  Last night in our bedtime bible study with Seth we learned the lesson and ended with A man of God shares God's word.  I asked Seth if he shares God's word, he said "Yes."  I said "With who?"  Here is where I will venture off track for just a moment (but it is purposeful venturing).  We often ask Seth what he is learning at school, reading, math, manners, etc.  We even go so far as to ask about his relationship with his teacher if he likes her, is it his favorite teacher, etc.  But how often do we ask about our children's other relationships, with their friends, what they talk about, their relationship with God, and if they keep it separate from school or if they are following God day in and day out.  Are MY relationships holy, am I keeping my relationship with God day in and day out so that my son can learn by example...and be a reflection of me and Jake.  So after I asked Seth "With who?"  He says...My friend Carlos.  In that moment I was so proud of my son for grasping the concept of sharing God's word, that he had put it into practice before we even learned this lesson about sharing it.  My son's heart is so precious.  I want to protect it with all I have.  So I asked what he tells Carlos.  He said the funniest thing, but a true thing..."That if we tell lies, and tell lies, and tell lies all the time that we will go down to the devil and that Jesus died on the cross so we can go to heaven."  Sometimes I get so caught up in the frustrations of my child's mistakes, such as he talked to much again in school today and he didn't put his book up like I told him to, he got toothpaste all over the sink AGAIN, he did this he did that...but again I am learning to relax, and see God in everything, and my son, while he talks too much at school 3-4 days out of 5 for the week, he manages to talk about something eternal, and I am so proud of him.  After we said our prayers last night, I kissed his soft ivory cheeks over and over and told him I loved him, and out of the corner of my eye, I could see his grin. 

I think I have wrote enough for one day...I am overflowing with blessings of the heart today and all weekend.  I love my family, all of them, my sisters, my brother, my parents, and my inlaws.  I'm one lucky person.

1 ~ Random Thoughts Begin

So here goes for my first actual blog...

My day began when I didn't hear the alarm this morning.  I jump out of bed and realize Seth has ten minutes before school starts! I go running into his room and when he rolls out of bed I realize he didn't even take his shorts or shoes off last night!  (Now mind you, I'm not a terrible mother that doesn't tuck her child in, I normally stop and we read his children's Bible, but last night we got home super duper late and both crashed)  So I said Seth it looks like God knew we would be late! And we ran off to school, on time phew.

The next part of my day began.  I spent all of yesterday editing pics and creating wedding invitations, with my random style of course.  So this morning I finished up and ran to Wal Mart to have them printed.  It's funny how helpful them Wal Mart boys are.  I came dressed up so that I could go apply at some more jobs, and I had at least three of them see if they could help me find anything! They are so eager to help and kind, I guess Wal Mart trains em well! So anyhow, invites are printed all 150 of em.  I can't wait to send em out! 

So I leave Wal Mart and I'm texting Jake and jamming out to REO Speedwagon and just as I'm singing Take it On the Run baby, my baby says he is by Wal Mart.  I never busted a U so fast in all my life, State Trooper behind me and everything.  Guess I could have blamed it on love, like that would work.  So I ran, aka drove, to meet my future husband and got to sneak in a midday hug and kiss.  I felt like a teenager trying to sneak a kiss in the hallway between classes.  

Forcing myself out of his arms, I was off to apply for jobs.  I am crossing my fingers I get something soon! Like, by tomorrow, seeing as I have a Dr appt in Cleburne because I have unblogworthy symptoms that reveal something serious, that are not supposed to happen after hysterectomy.  Ah I need money, and good health like Mel Gibson needs God.  At this point, you better believe I'll take working at Sonic even if I haven't roller bladed in about 10 years!

On another note I am about to start addressing invitations, but first I will address the fact that I miss Jake terribly.  I hope I get to see him tonight, but unfortunately I highly doubt I will.  You see, we have begun this whole do things the right way thing, and he is now staying at his parents until we are officially married.  Do you realize how hard that is when you find the one person that you crave their attention all day long?  The one person that you relax with, and would marry tomorrow if you could?  Lets just say my head knows it is the right thing, but my immaturity tries to convince myself otherwise.  So now I am in this two story house, just me and Seth, and my loneliness has resorted to blogging. ha jk I love blogging.  It's like journaling.  

Well I suppose that is it for today, off to my DIY calligraphy aka bubble letter writing on envelopes...

Who I am...Now

Hey everyone, this is Rachel. If you are reading this you may know me really well, or have just met me so let me start by introducing myself.  Currently I am twenty five years old, even though physically I feel like I'm eighty, and mentally I feel like I'm a lot younger.  I am the mother of an over energetic 6 year old little boy named Seth that turns 7 next month.  Come October I marry the man Ive been praying about for a very very long time. His name is Jake, short for Jacob, and yes I think its the coolest thing ever that we are both not only in the Bible, but that we get married. I love my hectic crazy life, and I love my friends and family.  I'm currently crossing my fingers for a job at the Federal Building in downtown Fort Worth with my step mother.  I should know something this week.  In the meantime I applied at some local restaurants, and even Sonic, which they asked me if I could skate. Ha! Can you picture me on skates, a half grown woman! Hey, whatever pays the bills, I told them absolutely! i already know that if I work there until I start at this other job, Jake is so going to make fun of my skills.  Other than my current lack of job status, I am a full time student at good ole WC, where I currently have a 4.0, that's right. I want to graduate with honors, just like my Mom who also went to WC and graduated with honors.  Anyhow, that's the main info about me.  I guess I will wait until tomorrow and then jump right in with this blog! Thank you Kelly and Melissa for giving me a way to express myself, as if I don't enough already ha