...road to Oz...

On the way home (to my parents house) in Kansas, there is this sign on the road the they live on that says, "Road To Oz". I never really even thought that it was funny or even really out of the ordinary. See...if you keep going on that road, there is a Wizard of Oz museum so, it's sort of fitting.

And THEN...I brought Trent home for the first time. And he about had a heart attack. Just on a side note: I NEVER heard a Wizard of Oz joke until I moved here. (I can't even count the times I've been asked where ToTo is.)

So, changing the subject a little bit--last night it was BEAUTIFUL out. So we sat out on the porch almost all evening. And of course..it reminded me of home. Being around lots of family, and even when family wasn't there, SOMEBODY was always stopping by. My dad saying, "Who the %*&$ is here now?! But then talking them for hours."

Home is like: your first pet, your first love, the songs your grandma used to sing to you....everytime I think about these things, my heart breaks, just a little bit. Sometimes its just a good memory, sometimes its sad, and sometimes I miss it.

There's no place like home.

Exercise is NOT fun.

-This Saturday I woke up bright and early (errr...10:00a.m) and decided to go on a jog. Granted, by this time it was REALLY hot, but I ran for what seemed like 3 hours, then I got home and realized it was only 30 minutes. Ok, whatever. So anyway, later that day Trent decided it would be fun to go rollerblading and I thought it would be fun too. And the first part (the downhill part) was pretty fun. Then on the way back....we had to go back UP the hill. Not so fun. Did I mention, it was really REALLY hot? Then we decided to go jump in the pool, which also seemed like a good idea, until I had this great idea that we would have swimming races. "3 forms of exercise in 1 day...is very healthy, athletic, good for you, ridiculous, tiring, and makes me want sit right here on the couch the rest of the night:) I think next weekend I'll stick with LAYING by the pool :)

One Day....

I always feel like I can relate to this song SO WELL. Because sometimes I get so wrapped up in all the mistakes I've made, wrong choices, disappointed people, hurt people, and just plain screwed up. You know that feeling when you feel.....{ } this big? I DO!
But the great thing is that, I can't "over-use" God's grace. He forgives me EVERY TIME, the SAME WAY. He keeps walking with me, and when I fall..."He knows I am but dust". I think sometimes, "Will I ever arrive at the point where I stop screwing things up?" and I realized last night....that 'no', I won't! Not in this lifetime anyway..nobody will "arrive" at perfection on this side of Heaven..and that's ok :)

Well the past is playing with my head
And failure knocks me down again
I'm reminded of the wrong
That I have said and done
And that devil just won't let me forget

In this life
I know what I've been
But here in your arms
I know what I am

I'm forgiven
And I don't have to carry
The weight of who I've been
Cause I'm forgiven

My mistakes are running through my mind
And I'll relive my days, in
the middle of the night
When I struggle with my pain,
wrestle with my pride
Sometimes I feel alone, and I cry

When I don't fit in and I don't
feel like I belong anywhere
When I don't measure up to much in this life
Oh, I'm a treasure in the
arms of Christ ‘cause
I'M FORGIVEN