God gave me His eyes for just a minute.

I see all the people around me and myself  the way He sees us.

It sparked a revolution in my heart.

It made me want to be as you desire me to be, Lord.

You’ve already started this accomplishment.

Please Lord, Don’t let it stop there

Continue to change me.

It hurts to let go of these chains

It hurts me Lord, but let it be.

I want that pain to continue

Because when sin leaves me, the weight is gone

And my heart can be lifted to you.

It hurts me Lord, but let it be.

I’m trying so hard to become a better person. 

It’s so easy to let myself fall downhill,

The climb back up to the point of Grace is more than a trial

It’s a constant struggle and it hurts.

It hurts me Lord, but let it be.

Heart Health and Happiness 

Last week, we had a doctor’s appointment for Eryn’s heart. They’d heard a murmur and sent us to a pediatric cardiologist. After a few tense hours of biting my fingernails down to the quick, she turned out healthy. Since her body is producing blood more profusely (she no longer has my body producing for her) and her arteries are growing, the blood is flowing faster and thus, becoming louder.  So the only culprit here is really loud blood. I have never been so thankful to have a loud daughter.

This week however, is Derek’s doctor’s appointment. His blood pressure is still relatively high for our age. Since we’re no longer military, we have no life insurance policies. Therefore I told him we’re going to take much better care of his heart because I can’t afford to lose him. WHAT? Don’t give me that look. The boy was worth a quarter of a million dollars if he passed in the military! Okay, Okay.. you guys know me better than that, I wouldn’t lose him for ANY dollar amount.

The point is, I love my spouse and it’s time to start taking better care of ourselves. Life is too short as it is and I don’t want to die an old cougar.

So keep your prayers with us for health. We survived the tornados from last week, I’d hate for something else to separate us. By the way, I’m sorry Aunt Syndi. I didn’t mean to scare you. The tornadoes were in Eldorado which is about an hour from here. (Unless you drive like Tio Bobby.) Either way, I was awake for hours staring out the windows that night. Every time the lightening flashed, I scanned the skies for funnel clouds. I’ve obviously been away from Texas too long to be worrying so much about these silly storms. All the seasoned Texans laughed at me and repeated the old mantra, “If a tornado is coming to your house, it doesn’t matter how far in advance you know about it or what room in the house you’re holed up in.  Eat a bon bon and kiss your butt goodbye.”

Love to you all.

The wind is blowing and the sky is roaring. A tornado is coming tonight.
Sounds like a creepy, overly dramatic into, right? Well, at least you got your thrill for the day. Meanwhile, it’s the truth. We’re scheduled to have  tornadoes after midnight tonight. So guess who won’t be sleeping?

Meanwhile, I’d recently found out about the world’s greatest radio station: Air 1
Turns out one of my associates is helping to organize a GIANT Christian concert which is playing all the big bands that they play on Air 1. http://uniteandconquersa.org/   I’m so friggin excited and it’s not even happening until September. So all my Christian xanga friends, come rock with me. You have 5 months until the big day, so start walking. (Family in Connecticut: this means YOU.)

I’m going to turn off the  computer now due to adverse weather conditions.
Miss me!

Dear Editors, (Debbie and God)

I’d like to thank you for the fantastic work you’ve done. Yesterday was my husband’s birthday and in only 27 years, he’s one of the most unselfish and wonderful men I’ve ever met. He’s one of the least appreciated men and yet one of the most deserving.

  When he gets birthday and Christmas  gift cards to stores, he typically spends them on the family and not on himself. 

On Saturday, we drove around and decided to test drive the Grand Caravan we’ve been eyeballing for almost two years. We’ve been waiting to pay off his beloved truck and were going to trade in my car. He loves that truck almost as much as he loves our kids. It’s gotten us through many trips cross country and even saved us from an almost certain death after being crushed by two 18-wheelers in a blizzard last year.  Even with his emotional attachment to the truck, he put his own feelings aside for the good of the family and traded in his truck. We now own one of the toughest looking “soccer mom-mobiles” ever invented. (Here’s a pic of a similar looking one. http://dealerrevs.com/gallery/3533942.html )

Not only that,  he gets up almost every night with the newborn so I won’t be overtired when I go to work. He tries his darndest to keep the house clean all day- which isn’t easy to do with my kids around…..  He remembers to tell me every day how beautiful he thinks I am, even though I don’t believe him.  He cooks dinner and allows me to rant about my day when I come home at night. He sacrifices time from the things he enjoys(Warcraft) to sit next to me on the couch when I need him.

I don’t give him enough credit. I snap at him, I get hormonal on him, I ask him to do more than he can handle and I constantly complain that I wish he’d do more. But he thinks that I’m worth it, through all of my faults and he sticks around.

Debbie, you raised one hell of a good guy.

God, I couldn’t have dreamt up a better choice for a soul mate.

He’s everything I’ve ever wanted in a husband and more. Thanks, you two, for all you’ve done for me.