See, I know what I want to write about today, but not sure what I want write about for yesterday. I can remember thinking, at various times yesterday, "when I sit down to blog I'll write about ____." I just can't recall what the ____ is and I'm kicking my self for not taking the time write "it" down when "it" was fresh in my mind.
I know Saturday was a good day. I didn't eat any solids but I did get to go spend a lot of time with family and friends. My boys got haircuts and then we had lunch with a childhood friend. After lunch I went to see Mr. Peabody & Sherman with my brother, father and sons and then after that Beth, the boys, Deborah and I got a meet the first child of a different childhood friend.
Side Note: Mr. Peabody was a cute movie and the boys loved it.
Anyway, I'm thinking that there is a lesson to be learned in not blogging and it ties directly into my faith or rather struggles with my faith. There are various moments where I feel connected to God and feel a need to build upon on that connection. Those moments rarely come and convenient times and are all to often moved to the back burner because of the inconvenience of the moment. Once on the back burner it is forgotten until I can no longer recall what that connection originally and I'm left mentally yelling at myself.
I think those missed moments are similar to when you call a person, then after a brief hello you forget the reason you called, only with potentially more eternal consequences.
If someone were to ask me if I could spare the time to drop whatever I'm doing in order to figure those moments out, to determine why I'm feeling a certain connection and what the connection means? I'd tell that person "no, I don't believe that in most situations I could spare the time".
But I'm thinking I'm wrong.
I'm not sure if I'll ever stop experiencing those moments but I am thinking that it is probably not worth risking the ones I have.
Didn't check the scale on Saturday.
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