Sunday, December 25, 2011

A Baby Came... And Everything Changed!

MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!


So I haven't quite made my one post a week goal!! The Holidays are easy to get lost in! A lot has happened since last post so I'll try to update as much as I can remember!


First and fore most I did THE DEED. Yes, I did it. When they did the invitation at church I raised my hand, said the prayer and did the walk where everyone can see that you just officially gave you heart to God. I've been so back and fourth for SO long about doing this. But like someone said, there's nothing wrong with being SURE! I mean I have always believed in God. I was saved when I was 13. Never Baptized (I need to find a home church and get on that), but let's face it. A LOT has happened since I was 13. I have always professed to be saved. But ya know when its been a while and they're doing the invite I always felt ify. I always tell myself 'I'm already saved', or 'its between me and God so walking up and showing it to everyone isn't THAT big of a deal,' (because lets face it, I am a shy kinda person), but since I had to convince myself NOT to do it was all the more reason TO do it. And I'm SO glad that I did. But just be forewarned, when they act like SO many people raised their hands (ya know everyone eyes are supposed to be closed and heads are supposed to down) there AREN'T THAT many lol. I was the only one that took the walk! Kinda made me laugh. But I am GLAD that I did.


That same night at church during the service I could see between the curtains; like off to the side of the stage. It was the Christmas service so mostly music and one of the singers (Jon LLoyd to be exact -check him out-) was standing back there waiting for his turn to come on stage while another guy was singing. And back there all by himself he had his hand in the air and his eyes closed, praising God. There was something about that moment seeing him so deep praise, so deep in the song that he is back there with his hands up in the air all by his lonesome was so touching for me. I don't know, I guess you had to be there. It was like him and I had a moment and he knew nothing about it lol. I guess I always put the 'hand raising' something you do at church (I know, I know, you should worship EVERYDAY) but honestly, I think I've only seen it at church. And seeing him doing that back there by himself, made me want to work harder to get to a point so I can do that. It made me even MORE excited to say that prayer and walk up there. So Thank you Jon LLoyd.


Every Year for Christmas we get together with my Grandparents, Aunts, Uncle, and cousins and we always do a present exchange. This year they changed the swap a little bit, instead of drawing names just bring a present and we'd do a swap. Well it wasn't until THE DAY BEFORE that I was informed that we aren't doing a swap, and frankly, I was kinda upset. A) Because no one bothered to tell me B) Because I had already bought a gift and C) because that meant I wasn't getting anything Christmas eve. Well then I get a BIG OLE SLAP IN THE FACE -Yes, we all need one sometimes and this one was FOR SURE needed and I believe straight from the big man himself-. The night before Christmas Eve I wake up at one A.M. PUKING MY BRAINS OUT. Even better, my darling husband starts at it right after me. We felt HORRIBLE. Puked ALL night. Felt like crap, didn't sleep. Mema came and got Ethan when he woke up so hopefully he wouldn't get it. We got out of up like 2 times all day and that was to lay on the couch and then back to the bed. They were planning on having our Christmas dinner at 5. Well at 3 my fever was so bad my face felt sun burnt. I was almost in tears thinking about how one of the few times my entire family gets together every year I was in bed sick. I wasn't worried about missing the presents, or even the food for that matter, but I was worried about missing my FAMILY. And celebrating the birth of Jesus with them. Luckily, mom came home, gave me meds and that perked me up (not 100%) enough to go spend the rest of the evening with them. THANK GOD. Not just for healing me enough to go, but for showing me how to pay attention to what REALLY matters. Which I know that Christmas is more about family than anything else, but I got WAY more upset than I should have. So knowing it and FEELING it are two different things. 


And check out this Video -CLICK HERE- it makes me CRY.


Merry Christmas to all and to All a good night. I LOVE YOU GUYS!!

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