moving?

thinking about moving the blog and actually writing a touch more.  not sure where it will all fit in the schedule, but thinking about it…

guess we will find out if anything happens.

My Wife

My wife is amazing. She absolutely is terrific. She does, so much for us. I can’t believe God would put somebody like her in my life. She is gorgeous, intelligent, loving, compassionate, and everything else that is opposite of me.

She takes care of me/us. She makes breakfast for us almost everyday, lunches, dinner, almost everyday! She makes an income. She cleans and takes care of the general house hold stuff. I am a ‘acts of love’ kind of language and she exceeds the needs. Most days I wonder how and why she does it.

I am so blessed! Thank you Jamie. I love you!

Refreshing

A couple of days ago I joined Golds gym. I have been a member, four days now and worked out three of the four days. I joined because in the past few months I have been putting on some fat. I want to get rid of it for the wedding and my life. It is strange because I also think the stress from the wedding has been adding to the fat. Hmm. Anyway, I have forgot how much I like beating the crap out of my body. There is just something about sweating and sore muscles that can’t be replaced by another feeling. I haven’t gone to the gym in a long long while. It is refreshing to walk around with wicked sore muscles.

It takes a community?

The past couple of months have been eye opening to me. It actually all started when I was trying to propose to Jamie…

Originally I was going to do it on her birthday August 9^th, but it so happened that I cut my foot that week. It was going to be perfect, she was in Tennesse, away until August 7^th or so. Plenty of time to plan it all out and go get a ring, yea that didn’t work out, stupid chainsaws. So it got delayed until the next weekend, or so I thought, until I figured out, with the help of Frank and his software that find resturants and hotels, that we wouldn’t have had a chance at finding a good place to stay at a reasonable price. Plus we were going to be leaving after youth group Saturday night, which means we would have got in late and then only had less than a full day at the beach (Cape Cod). All the planning on my part(with Franks help), not worth a day (worth many), and if you’re going to propose, you want to do it right because she it worth it. So it was delayed again, and that is when the real trouble began…

I told a great couple from Northway Chruch that I would house and dog sit for them the following week. Which meant that the weekend coming up, the 23^rd, I was suppose to be house sitting. Well after a few conversations with the couple I was able to agree to have a friend of mine watch it for the weekend. That is when I began thinking about it takes a community to pull this stuff off. I call numerous people to house sit and a couple of people to speak for me that Saturday at youth group. Aaron decided that he could watch the house and Greg said he would speak for me. Nate and Molly were willing to help out too. It was amazing everybody pulled together to help Jamie and I get engaged. I couldn’t have proposed without the commnity of friends that Jamie and I have. Thank You! But the story doesn’t end there …

So now we’re engaged, and it is time to plan the wedding. We want to do it farely quick for many different reasons, so we decide to wait after the holidays and do it in January. That gave us 5 months from the engagement. Now in the mist of stress from planning and parents, the community steps in once again. Molly is helping gown shop and plan, plan, plan. Nate is agreeing to use his technical ability to help us. Ericka is adding support and advice. Garry in his genuis is trying to help us make it look good. Jamie’s parents are providing a budget. Frank and Christa allow us to vent, and add sanity to the stress. Jared and Jasmine (sorry about the spelling) are adding comic relief. Bill and Bonnie Farrell can’t wait to start premarital. Family, friends, and accuantiances are excited and providing referrals! Then there is me …

I am sitting back just awstruck by the family that we are surrounded by. A family that is willing to spend so much of their free time helping, us. Wow! I was the guy that never asked or wanted any help from anybody. I never thought that people actually cared enough about each other to stop and help. I was the guy that was going to do everything by myself, on my own. I didn’t need anybody, or anything. I desired to be a self-made man, gritty and tuff. It was my blood, sweat and tears that was going to make it happen and I didn’t want anybody elses. Wow, so this is where I begin to realize not only have I changed, but that there are people out there that love. This is where I realize where I have come. This is where I realize how grateful I am that I am part of a community. This is where I realize that you may not need a community to get by, but that it is sure awesome to have one. Thank You! Thank You, Thank You!

So, if I could plug Rex’s sermon last week … are you in a small group? do you have a community?

Thank You

It’s probably been about a month since I have written. I can’t believe it has been that long. So much has happened that it certainly isn’t because lack of stuff to write. I have not had a block of time to sit and dump it all out. I have at least three things that I know I want to write about, so I might be writing a few in the next couple of days. I think I begin with a thank you to all of you.

On August 5th I cut my foot with a chainsaw. It was a total accident and nothing but flesh was cut, but I was just amazed by the number of people that said that they were praying for me. The Deno’s (the awesome family I live with) were on vacation that week and the first thing that Jared (who turned 5 on vacation) said coming through the door was that he was praying for my foot to heal. How awesome is that! Then while at Gary and Heidi’s house for dinner I found out that Ericka had texted me as soon as she found out and she and Mike were praying for me. Then when I saw Shawna at church she told me she had been praying for me. By the way Aaron, if you ever read this, thank you for being there and getting the word out to pray. WOW! There has been prayer lifted up for me everywhere. THANK YOU! I know I have only mentioned a few that have prayed for me, but to everyone that did and continue, THANK YOU! It is an awesome feeling knowing that people pray for me. It is crazy to think about all the prayers that have been prayed for you, through others, I wonder if we will ever be able to hear them all. I wonder how our lives would be different if we didn’t have people praying for us. One suggestion, let people know you pray for them once in a while, it makes them know how much you care.

Conflusterated …

What a great word that I created back in high school. The sad thing is I thought it was a real word, until someone pointed out to me that it wasn’t. I persisted that it was until finally I was going to prove him wrong. I looked it up in a dictionary and, wall-ah, I was wrong. It wasn’t the first time I was wrong and it certainly won’t be the last, but it was interesting that I created a new word. It is actually three words in one, confused, flustered, and frustrated. (All three words are in there, just look). What does it mean … exactly what you think it does … the sum of the parts. My friend didn’t understand it, but I certainly did. To think that back then I have the same emotions as I do now, at times.