Blast From The Past

This Meme began with my sweet friend Lindsey, but I was tagged by my other sweet friend Cyndi

This is a NEW meme to help get to know your bloggin’ buds!!!

Here is how it works….

Here is a list of categories add the titles and links to previous posts that you feel fit these descriptions… and tell why if yah wanna!

Funny:

Because laughter is good medicine….

I will let you laugh at my expense.

Manly Man and I went to look at a house that was up for sale. In the last several months we have driven by the house several times. We wanted to see if it was still for sale. There was never anybody home, and a lock box was on the front door. So when we drove by again, I said to manly man “lets just stop and walk around the property, no one lives there”. Well guess what……. Someone lives there.

Ok in all honesty we did ring the door bell and knock on the door before we started to peer into the windows. And I don’t mean I peered in just one window, oh no, I tried every door I looked into every window (granted there was barely NO furniture). Then right before we were ready to leave I see the window blinds open and shut, and I just froze! Then this gentleman comes walking out the front door. I apologized profusely, he was very nice. I guess he just got home when he saw our car in the drive way. I was beyond humiliated. But he did give us a tour of the house, I thanked him for not calling the cops on us. I am still sitting here embarrassed, I guess I learned my lesson.

Originally posted: http://lrlwreath.blogspot.com/2006/10/because-laughter-is-good-medicine.html

Serious:

“There are two kinds of people:
those who say to God, ‘Thy will be done,’
and those to whom God says,
‘All right, then, have it your way.’”
~ C.S. Lewis ~

My husband I have been house searching. We know we are going to move, but we are waiting for God’s word to say “go” (which more or less we know it is not until next year). Well I made the mistake of looking before God said “go”. I found the “perfect” house for my family. How could God NOT think it was the perfect house for us?

It was bigger than we could imagine, we could get a great deal because hubby and the builder are great friends. Just like they say when you go to buy a new car “don’t ride in it until you know you are going to buy it”.

Well what did I do, I ran, not walked to the sales office and so the sales lady could open the house for us to “tour”. Big mistake (heck I even had a camera in hand so I could go home and decorate the rooms in my mind). I was stepping further into something I knew I did not have the Lord’s blessing on. Oh but the house was beautiful. It even had a nice playroom on the bottom floor for all my soon to be teenagers could hang out. Oh, and Lord the church functions I could have here. How can this not be your will? If I let go of this, it will never come around again. But I knew I did not have the Lord’s blessing. The Lord (way down in my “I am not listening compartment” said this is not the house for you).

When reality began to hit me, and I knew (really knew) the Lord was not going to budge to my pleadings and scheming. I knew if the Lord could not bless this house I did not want it. Did I go peacefully? No! I cried and cried, and said you always take away my “hope”. I opened up my bible in somewhat frustration (knowing all along I was going to follow God’s word, but we need to hash some things out first, basically I needed to vent before I could move forward). And the verse I opened up to was…

Is. 66:1(b)-2(a)

“Where is the house you will build for me?
Where will my resting place be? (Yes Lord that is what I have been asking!!)

2 Has not my hand made all these things,
and so they came into being?” (oh, well, yes…..)

The Holy Spirit confirmed that Jesus was listening, he hears my every word and prayer, but the Lord replied “has not my hand made all these things, and so they came into being?”.

I felt the Lord was reaffirming me that yes, I hear you, and it will come into being, but NOT RIGHT NOW!”

Now I know in reality Isaiah 66 was not written so I could know about my house, but the Lord lead me there so I can honestly say “Thy will be done”.

Originally posted here

Ugly:

And this is why NO ONE wants to volunteer….

I am the PTA treasurer, I received a call from the Vice-President, who I shall say is high strung on a normal day. I get this message, “Laurel you need to come by tomorrow with all your financial, the school board is really upset.”.

Ok deep breath, I try to call her back. She is in a meeting. Of course.

So I call her house and leave a message.

Then I go through E.V.E.R.Y.T.H.I.N.G with a fine tooth comb trying to find out what they are “upset” about. I had a CPA review everything at the end of the year, and she said everything was perfect and I am well organized. So what could be the problem. Well I was stressing alllllll day.

I balanced every bank statement. Attached every recipet to every statement…etc….

Finally at 6pm (she originally called around 1pm) I find out the bank just needed our Tax ID #.

I could have reached through the phone…so what did I do…

My youngest son’s best friend (who lives in the neighborhood) was playing in our house. I walked out and saw he has his pants down below his little bum, like a gangster. Well he caught me on a bad day, I took one look and snapped “Young man if you are in MY HOUSE your pants will be pulled up all the way.” I went back into my bedroom, little friend (9 yrs old) went home for dinner.

I feel so bad, I could have been nicer to him (saying the same thing), but I took out my PTA frustration.

Originally posted: here

All About Me:

1. What do you like most about where you live?

I live in a small historical town right in the middle of Florida. We get the small town feel, but are near all the “big town stuff” (Orlando, Daytona, etc…) In the small town you feel like you have a bigger say on who is elected, you get to know the teachers, and they get to know you. My husband can say he knows the mayor, the city council people, etc.. And my kids know the teachers know us (so better behave =). I grew up in a large town and it took awhile for me to get use to it, but now I would not go back. I do hope my kids get the chance to live in a large town sometime in their life, but right now this is the perfect place for us to raise our kids.

2. Is there anything strange about where you live?

You mean besides me? Beside the fact we get hurricanes? I can not really think of something “strange”. I love this town.

3. What’s one of your all-time favorite music album, and why?

Oh man, I have to pick ONE. I guess I would say Amy Grant’s “Father’s Eyes” I use to sing that all the time growing up. I use to sing every one of those songs, in the shower, at the mirror, in my room…

4. Did you have a passion for something as a kid that you still have now?
(If not - what is one of your passions now?)

As a kid my passion was torturing my sister =)) As an adult I now love my sister, and my passion has become being used by God and letting my life, words, and life experiences be a beacon for God.

5. What do you like most about having a blog?

Wonderful community of believers. Some I am growing closer and closer to, and some I am enjoying getting to know. An outlet for my thoughts, since I am so bad at journaling. And a way my long distant family can check in and see that I am still alive and kicking.

Wow and if you read all of that I will be impressed =) Here was a blast from my not so distant past.

What is your blast from the past?

Barb?

Erica?