The Day After

Okay, okay. I can't stand it any longer. The silence, I mean. Lance has our home page set to automatically show my page.... last blog--- July. Pretty sad.
I think I got kind of busy there for a while. I was working at the restaurant still and was about to lose my firstborn to the rest of her life. Depressed, I guess.
No one tells you that when you sacrifice your own life for your child's life for 20 years, that said child will turn and BITE you. Okay, not quite. Okay, not at all. But for a stay-at-home Mom who has poured her own life into her children, it is a sad day, humanly speaking, when your child no longer needs you......as much...in the same way. I know, I know...GET OVER IT! We are supposed to raise our children to go and conquer the world. I had just hoped everyone else's would do that and I could keep mine with me! Selfish, but true.

Julia lives with my Mom and goes to JBU. It is wonderful. She's singing in the choir in which we gave many hours willingly. We're kind of singing vicariously through her. (She says she feels weird at times!) She's majoring in Art/Design. (She gets her talent from me) My Mom loves to have someone to take care of again since my Dad died 4 years ago. She told me recently, "Oh, I just love talking to Julia!" Again, I feel as I have overachieved a bit. I don't know, you expect to give your daughter away to a wonderful, godly young man who will love her more than you could possibly think about, but to my MOM???? Seriously, I am thankful for my Mom's willingness to house and feed Julia and to provide a home base for her since she's so far away from us. It just makes me want to go to college with her (and actually go to classes this time!) She loves school and seems to only lack for a church in which she truly feels comfortable.
Sometime, I'll write about our 10+ hour road trip to get her there. Let's just say that those dependable little bike racks attached to the back of one's car don't always hold. It did provide much comic relief in a potentially somber situation.

So, the day after. Sad. I have been exhausted as of late. I think I'm not over the time change. When the sun goes down early, I want to as well. Supper isn't done yet.
Anyway, I did not watch any of the results last night. I prayed, I voted and knew there was nothing left for me to do. I found out this morning, before breakfast what our lot is going to be. Some of my children, having heard from other "wise" adults, were a little mouthy about injustice, etc. It gave us some good things to talk about.
Children at school today were as frustrated as their parents had obviously been, as they faithfully repeated the sentiments expressed by their families. I just tried to assure them of where our hope truly lies...and I told them to buy guns while they still can. Okay, just kidding on that one. They are after all, only Kindergarteners and 3rd/5th graders. I can't help but think about the Israelites clamoring to God about their "need" of a King to be like other nations. God gave them a king alright. One that they deserved. And then He had mercy and gave them King David. Even this man after God's own heart ruled unfaithfully. We are not to trust in princes to save us. But, we shouldn't willingly bestow favor upon those who are known to hate God. So, my sadness comes in knowing that the King of the universe has given us what we need for His purpose in our lives, and that it doesn't resemble what we think it should. That so many so-called believers would jump on the band-wagon of someone who has expressed his beliefs which are so far from being acceptable to God. It makes me sad to realize that those who voted for Obama either: A. understand his agenda and history and are on board with it OR B. don't know their history, or refuse to see the ramifications of his agenda. With the public school agenda of dumbing down our generations until they can't think for themselves, we should not be surprised really, should we? With the re-written historical texts, hiding truth, can we really be shocked that we would welcome "change" in the name of socialism and what all that entails?
Okay, enough said. I didn't really mean to rant. I get pretty upset, obviously, by people "hiding their heads in the sand", instead of seeking out truth. Of what are we afraid?
Alrighty, I'm really going to bed now. The wine is beginning to take effect and I'm truly rambling.
May we, as King David, not seek to usurp God's anointed. Like it or not, God in His wisdom has given us a leader and we are to obey as we are able. Pray, as I will, that this will be a merciful wake-up call to our churches who water down the truths of God and seek to be palatable to men. We are called to worship our Lord in truth and Holiness. We are warriors, fighting not against flesh and blood, but against principalities.