Peace...Be Still

Most of us are familiar with the event of Matthew Chapter 8. The disciples are out at sea when a storm comes upon them. Jesus is in the boat sleeping. Things look bad...Jesus still sleeps. The disciples panic....Jesus still sleeps. But when things look as if they are going to break He awakes. With a simple command the waves die down, the wind stops blowing, and calm abounds.

Sounds like my life. Right now I'm in the middle of the raging storm and I'm panicing. I feel like Jesus is asleep. I know that He is capable of turning the situation around. I'm trying my best to wait on His timing. It's hard. Almost impossible feeling. I can't help but wonder, what is God using this storm to teach me??? Honestly, I don't know. I need to stop worrying about all the worldly junk around me and concentrate on Him.

Whatever happens, despite how I feel....I know that Jesus is in my boat. I'm just waiting for that simple command that He will give over my problems, Peace...Be Still.

A Vacation from my vacation, Please.

So....we're back in one piece from our "trip" to Pigeon Forge. That's about the best thing I can say about it though. The girls just aren't old enough for over night trips. I think we'll stay with day trips for a few more years. We got there on Saturday morning around 8. Brian is one of those horrid morning people. This got the girls off to a bad start, they, like me, are night owls. We like the nightlife baby! Mornings are for snoozing. Anyway. They whined, cried, grabbed at stuff they shouldn't, yelled...typical toddler/preschooler behavior. We ate then took them to a small amusement park geared towards little ones. They loved it, but seeing as the rides cost almost 3 bucks per child per ride, yeah, they didn't get to ride too many.

We then went to our hotel and unpacked. The girls saw the pool and begged to get in. So we let them swim for a while. After swimming we attempted to eat dinner. We went to the Golden Corral, buffet style works well for the girls, atleast most of the time. Leora fell asleep on the way there and Lachlan was well on her way to sleepy town too. Waking them up to eat just ticked them off...We went back to the hotel. The girls then decided they wanted to go home. Lach kept saying "My bed misses me", and "I need my dogs"...Finally got to sleep sometime after midnight.

The next day we went to Gatlinburg. Awful. We came back to get ready to go to the Dixie Stampede which was the highlight of the trip. The girls did as well as could be expected. Atleast the food was great! After the DS we went back to the hotel to swim some more. They stayed in the pool til after 11. We met another couple with a little boy and the girls played with him. After the pool they decided it was time to eat. Brian took off around 11:30 to find pizza. They ate and began their "I wanna go home" stuff again. So guess what?? We packed up and headed on back home. I couldn't handle anymore...mom had been calling all day saying that Harley was on the brink of death, the girls were being heatherns....I just wanted a break. We got home around 3:30~after a lovely trip of Lachlan screaming at the top of her lungs. She actually lost her voice for a couple of days afterward. Yeah...that about covers it.