I romanticize your life...

I do. (I probably shouldn't admit it, but now here it is for all the world to see. Ugh! What am I doing??)

It doesn't matter who you are or from where you came.
People I know and people I've never met, but might see driving down the street or in the store or even read about in a magazine or newspaper - all have that certain "something" about them that sets them apart. It's a switch that flips and once it's on it's hard to turn off.
Chances are in my mind:

Your car is better on gas mileage.
You're prettier, thinner, smarter.
Your hair is nicer.
You have a better sense of style.
Your home is better kept (read: cleaner and more cleverly decorated).
Your children are better behaved.
You have a better relationship with your spouse.
You're better educated.
You're more talented.
You have more money.
You have a better job.
You're relationship with God, Our Father, is stronger, closer.
You don't spend time mulling about the "better-ness" of others.
You - get the point, by now, surely.

I know it's crazy. I know that surely there could be someone who could romanticize my life, but then...They might be crazy!

I also know that this cannot really please the Lord. Afterall - I am who I am supposed to be and where I am supposed to be, right? If so, then what in the world am I doing? Or did I answer my own question? Am I too much "in the world"? Am I more focused on the tangible than the un-seen? Perhaps. Or perhaps it's a way that I am allowed to keep touch with the "value" of others. I really don't know, but I'm guessing it's a combination of the two, seeing at sometimes I feel "better" about it and sometimes I feel "less".

I know that God deals with me differently than He does some of His other children. Not entirely and in all ways, but some. He has shared with me things that I might rather not know and have to watch them pan out or worse yet - wait for them. He lets me see things as they are and not how we would want them to be seen. Maybe that's why He allows me to play this "game". I'm always reminded to pull my focus back to where it belongs - on Him. I'm always reminded to re-think what is truly valuable - Him.

Now, mind you, I wouldn't want to go the opposite direction either - to be so self-satisfied that I didn't think beyond the end of my nose, but maybe to be more comfortable with my position would be alright.

Or maybe it's just a manifestation of my desire to be "more". More for Him. To be a better servant. To have that all-encompassing love that I feel so deeply poured out so fully that it is evidenced in every aspect of my life. But I guess if that were the case, I'd be in my glorified body, awing over the cow covered in eyes and bawling my eyes out that I'd finally made to where I always wanted to be...HOME.

It's another day in Montgomery. That's where my head is today. Until next time...
...Blessed be the Name of the Lord.

When friends don't let you slide...

Ok. So here's the first post - in honor of friends who don't let you slide.
You know the ones I mean:

• The ones who hold you to your diet.
• The ones who make sure your not late.
• The ones who insist on a good attitude.
• The ones who refuse to let you ignore the fact that you set up a blog, and
• The ones who insist you actually write in it.

These are the best kind of folk. They know you're lame and yet they still want to read about it. What more could you ask for?

Well, it's another day in Montgomery and all this typing has worn me out. Until next time...