It's so hard being perfect isn't it?

So I'm not perfect.  I have a string of flaws that follow me everywhere I go.  Just when I think I have them whipped and in line I get whipped.  I have a temper.  I don' t like stupid questions.  I just don't understand why people can't think before they ask them and slow drivers & my super slow daughter bug me when provoked.  So all these irritants get my boiler goin.  I could list more but you get my point.  I have to literally stop and pray for God to settle me down because I can't.  So at least I have realized that much.  I just can't handle my temper on my own.  God has to give me peace over a situation so I don't make him look bad and believe me I can.  Other imperfections?  Jason will say it's my procrastination.  I like to take things in stride and be "punctual"  aka 2-5 minutes late.  As women we are taught at a young age that you NEVER want to be first somewhere unless it's a sale.  You always want to make a notable entrance, however Jason never got that memo nor does he care about the memo.  I will say that we all struggle.  Ephesians 4:31 tells us to put away all anger, slander, etc... but how?  James 1:21 tells us to be quick to hear but slow to anger or speak.  Proverbs 29:11 also says:  A fool gives full vent to his spirit, but a wise man quietly holds it back.  I really don't want Him to think  me as a fool so I do try.  However, it does tend to brute it's ugly head around concert time.  & the Punctuality thing..  Well Proverbs 12:27 says "Whoever is slothful will not roast his game, but the diligent man will get precious wealth."  So I really like money & shopping.  Maybe gettin my butt in gear will help me in the long run after all..  Jason, just don't use that scripture against me :) love you.

I miss blogging

Before Facebook, having two kids, and everything else that has taken priority, I use to blog.  I use to write and it felt good.  Sometimes the daily routine just keeps on going day after day and you don't take the time to look at all the passing happenings.  Time gets lost and then disappears and most of it doesn't even register into the memory.  I find that sad.  Before blogging I journaled, before that I had a diary, and of course I have always scrap booked since kindergarten.   Now my scrap book has been left untouched for almost 4 years with over 2000 photos stuck inside my media drive.  So I now promise to write things out.  I am going to take the time to revisit my mind's daily wonderings.  So here we go :)