Prayers are appreciated. I have coronary heart disease. Even though I have been able to maintain good health with medication, diet, and exercise, my body continues to produce plaque in the arteries.

Last Monday, I ended up in the hospital for three days because of chest pains. I had an appointment with my cardiologist on Tuesday. She’s scheduled an angiogram for next Tuesday. She wants to make sure that my arteries are doing okay. If they find anything, they will place stent(s).

As long as they don’t need to do any more bypasses, I am okay. Angiogram/angioplasty is easy peasy.

Prayers are appreciated.

 

I don’t know what your spiritual journey is like…but for me, usually the issue isn’t that I don’t know what’s right and what God wants me to do. Most of the time I know exactly what God wants me to do and what is right.

Often, the problem is I don’t want to do what’s right. I don’t want to do what God wants me to do. In fact, there are times I want to do the very thing I know is not God’s will. And the problem is that I want to do what I want to do more than I want to do what God wants me to do.

By the way, the Bible has a word for this…sin.

I say I want to do God’s will. I say if God would just show me what to do I would do it…but what I really mean is, “God, I know what your will is…but how about you changing your will to my will? Because, right now, I really want to do what I want to do, even though I know this is not what you would want me to do.”

So, lately, I have been praying that God help me to want what God wants for me. I will do, or at least give my best in trying to do, what God wants me to do, but I would so much rather do God’s will willingly and joyfully.

So that’s my prayer – God help me to want to do what you want me to do!

When kids grow up…

For the most part, it’s cool to see your kids grow up. They gain their independence and it’s fun to see them becoming adults.

But I really miss the days when my kids were little kids.

I miss it when they used to run up to me, “Daddy!!!!! with their hugs and their kisses.” I miss Karis’ amazing sparkle in her eyes, Kaitlin’s cute husky voice and her twirling around the house, Kailey’s wide-eyed wonder in the world around her, and Kaleb’s gentle loving spirit. I miss my little ones…

The hardest part of kids growing up is that they grow up. They start making their own decisions…and sometimes decisions that go against your wishes…and there’s not a darn thing I can do…because they are adults…they have to make their own decisions and live with them…and in the process break their hearts and break yours…

The hardest part of kids growing up is that they grow up.

Oh…I miss my little ones. Things were so much simpler back in the day when they were little.