Monday, June 16, 2008

Do's and Dont's for Being With Sarah

So, not to long ago, I made a list. The things my guy must and cannot be. I thought some of my faithful readers (because they're the only ones still here, sorry for the lack of posts guys) would like to see it.
Here it is, in no particular order.

A christian (This one is in order. it's the first thing i look for. he doesn't have to be a bible thumper, but he has to have some concept of God, and accept it ,as truth),
accepting of children with disabilities,
romantic (i am a HOPELESS romantic),
accepting of my off key singing (inside joke),
nice looking (he can't be ugly, but he doesn't have to be brad pitt),
someone who enjoys books (because i heart reading, like the dork i am),
able to joke around, but know when to be serious,
willing to sit through a chick flick (or a conversation about periods),
faithful to me, and all he does,
And last but no least (actually this should go second) he must need me. he can't be whole, in any manner. then there is no place for me to fit in.

be totally and completely perverted,
argue with me all the time, about everything,
smoke/drink/do drugs,
be a lazy bum,
have any problems with kids with disabilities,
want anything more then i'm willing to give him before marriage,
be over 1 year younger then me,
be gone all the time, either with a job(which doesn't apply much yet) or with his friends or whatever. i need time too,
ever even THINK about another girl (as anything other then a friend)

Thoughts? Questions? Concerns?

Friday, June 6, 2008


So, I love kids. A lot. More then anyone could ever imagine. I love playing with them, talking to them, watching them, being surrounded them. The peace and joy kids bring to ones life is unimaginable. In the universe of a child, nothing can go wrong, nothing can ever be bad. Everything is great, wonderful, terrific. It's amazing to witness, to be a part of.

This is the reason I love working with the children at our church. For the most part, they love me, and I love them. Sometimes they are bad, and have to be punished, but they take it with grace, and love me no less. Yesterday, I had the blessing of keeping a few of these precious children in the gym at our church, while their parents worked on decorations for vacation bible school. Now, there were just 4 of them, and none of them normally played together. But I tell you, that didn't stop them! They played, and played hard. They just enjoyed having other kids around, and being out of school. With each other.

I sometimes forget, being with teenagers all the time, it's possible to meet new people. I'm not saying these kids didn't know each other, they did. But with teenagers... we just don't mingle like that. If we don't know you, we're not going to talk to you. Plain and simple. But kids... they'll walk right up and you'll soon be the best of friends.

And it's amazing the imagination even the quietest of kids have. We have a child who is, for the most part, deaf. But he holds imagination like the best of them. Jonah has the largest imagination of anyone I've ever met. But yesterday, we pulled out the small parachute that the church has, for them to play with. We all stood around for a while, playing games. Before long, though, they all wanted to sit underneath it. So we sat in a circle underneath, and I watched. I have to tell you, it was a blessing to watch those kids pretend with this parachute. It was simply amazing, the way they played and laughed.

The simplicity of a child is something I dearly wish I still possessed.