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Ponderings

Ok, this is one of my stream of consciousness, random ponderings. I'm not sure when it started (the ponderings I mean) - I think a few Sundays ago when Randy was talking about the sin behind the sin and the motive behind the motive. I guess that a really super deep level of spirituality. I didn't totally know what he was talking about, but it did strike me.

When I was very sick at the airport on the return from Germany, a few people stopped to see if I needed anything...not many, but a few. One woman in particular was a saint. She had two little boys with her and they were waiting for their former au pair who was coming for a visit. She saw me puking my guts up in a trash can at the busiest part of the airport and came to check on me. She bought me a bottle of water and stood with me for a while. (Her little one was precious - even in my haze - he keep asking me why I was sick.)

Any way, I kept thinking about what made her stop and look after me. Strong maternal draw, feeling sorry for me, setting a good example for her kids, maybe she was a Christian? I have no idea.

As I passed my germs on to the rest of my family and I was up almost all night a couple of nights later, I started thinking about why I was staying up. What really was my motive? Was that what Randy was talking about? Was I up because I was the mom or because I felt guilty that I gave them the bug? Maybe I just wanted to be seen as being the martyr? I moved on to what should be my motive - yes, I had time to think about it even though I was really, really tired.

We're to do all things for the glory of our Father. I'm not really sure why I was up serving them. Maybe it was because I really didn't have a choice, but maybe at least I started realizing there was a higher calling and motivation. Isn't the first step realizing you a have problem or in this case, a motivation you didn't recognize?

Snow Day!!!

We got snow...big snow. It was so pretty - I haven't been so good about practicing my pictures lately, but I did try to get out and get a few. Short session, though, because it was sooo cold.

It is clear that my older son is more like me. He thinks it's cool, but enough is enough and it's time for spring to be here. We have had so much cold weather already. (He is getting mature enough to realize that before summer is over he's going to hate riding in the hot weather. Some people are just never happy.)

I am also confident that at some point my younger son will leave me to move far away to a very cold place. As much as I can do without really cold weather, he absolutely lives for it. He asks all summer if I think it will snow the coming winter. As soon as snow starts melting, he gets sad and immediately wonders if we will get more before summer. He comes with in wet and frozen, but happy as a little frozen lark. I'm going to miss him.

Maybe I'll muster a visit - it is pretty.

If you want to check out a few more pics, visit www. candisnaps.com

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