Rough Season– don’t you think?

 I’m surprised we’re still here, aren’t you?

I have now listened to the Ps 121, Ps 37, Ps 18 and\or Rick Warren, Joyce Meyer, Beth Moore, RT Kendall, Steven Furtick and a bunch of other sermons and scripture.

Roughly 32 billion times.

i love 💕 it

Conclusion…we are going to make it guys. 

strengthandcourage.That is what I am talking about.

I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me. That’s in 2 Corinthians.


God is not going to overestimate my stress capacity.  He’s got the specs…….

For my soul.

The Bible says “He formed my inward parts in the secret places”  ps 139.  That has got to include capacity indications.

Like I know how many corn dogs my kids will eat when I’m cooking. Like I know how much ⛽ to put in my car when I’m filling it.

I have to start by giving it to Jesus

asking for His help just to breathe.

trust God.

He’s got the specs:

Choleric + phlegmatic = 🎇🎉🎆

We have always had a very matriarchal home.

Both of us had bossy moms and invisible dads, bless them:
So go figure.

I have been praying my GUTS out about this for ten years or so. Since I got sick anyways.

Both of us are out of balance, you know? It feels yucky.

So I saw a little piece of my answer the other day. 🌻

we’ve both been going to counseling for years. (SERiously messed up.)

yeah, So…

Hubby planned (!) a Christmas tree thing for us.
He made sure we all went.(!!)
We had fun. (!!)

We did not fight. (!!!)

It was so great.

**We went and got a Christmas tree

** listened to fun music

**bought trimmings at Walmart.

It was a beautiful day.

Then we came home and I collapsed (health) and Dillon and the kids fixed up the tree. 🌻

me getting sick has been a great gift for our marriage,

(though it’s like to kill both of us. Yikes!)

If a man is going to have the chutzpah to lead, a woman has to have the chutzpah to LET him, you know?

That kind of change takes an act of God and a little courage. (Read chutzpah\faith).


It’s a two-way street.

Either way, toward good or bad right?

so…Christmas shopping. Yeah.

My heart is full of that memory. 🌻

Our first family trip on which we did NOT fight.


I should blog this. (I just did, right?)

I’m not the only

bossy woman

who loves God

married to

a timid man

who also loves God.

He loves my spunkiness.

I love his laid-back-ness.

We can work with this.