BigFatOofta

As Anton Ego had to learn in the movie "Ratatouille" ....perspective is life changing.  Granted, he was a foodie and all he really really  wanted, as he discovered, was the simple dish, ratatouille.  Rainbows and happiness abounded when he finally realized this and he spent the rest of his life partaking in the joys of eating said dish.  He called the dish "perspective."    Now, I am not going to talk about food here, but I do want to talk about my perspective as of late.  I think it's Christmas season especially that makes me start thinking down this line of thought, but regardless the reason, I am glad to go down it.   I was walking through the mall the other day with Israel, and I was just going to get out of the house.  No buying.  Just looking.  Well, in not being on a mission to find various things, I had the whole mall to just watch.  People here and there, rushing around.  Trying on the newest makeup colors...

Tis the season to ask "WHY?" Things I am asking "Why?" about recently...in a slightly-venting-but-not-really-mostly- joking-cus-i-feel-like-joking-way: 1. What's wrong with Thanksgiving?  Must we start the commercialization of Christmas soooooo soooooo early each year?  Goodness, before we know it, we'll be preparing for Christmas at Easter!  Christmas commercialization crap all year round...yippee!!     2. Why do people find it ok to keep people on either side of them stopped up on a PUBLIC walking trail....just so they can take 239840293849302934 pictures of a *gasp* Blue HERON on the bridge?? 3.  Blue Heron's are cool but ...are they *that* cool? 4. Why is it that no one except for John Codispoti seems to have gotten down the recipe for the perfect cheesecake?  HUGELY THICK.  DENSE....like a BRICK.  DELICIOUS.  Thankful to know John Codispoti...for many reasons. ;)   me eating said goodness... 5. Why do r...

Seriously, guys.  God has been majorly working on my perspective of him and his love and acceptance...and grace.  This poem thingiemajog is all props to HIM...He literally had the words rolling out...in two sittings.  So.  Thank you, Jesus, for your help with my perspective and my expression OF the perspective.  

Do you ever find yourself telling God how exactly he needs to take care of you?  I do.  God promises to care for his children, right?  I am his child.  Therefore, I can just build this big detailed picture of what that care looks like, and expect God to do it, right?   WRONG .  Let's take a few examples of recent ways in which I have been praying to the Lord to please, PLEASE do his work. My mouth (pain, infection, risk to baby), my body during pregnancy (difficulties!) and...a big one...the election.   With my health, I find myself telling God "Lord, if you just heal my mouth, I would have such a testimony to tell people!  If you just do a healing miracle, how amazing would that make you look!  God, I can't understand why you would allow something that could put my child at risk!  God, I told you I would have a better attitude this round of pregnancy, but I was really hoping you would allow me mobility...show your graciousnes...