Wednesday, March 9, 2011

Pruning and Homemade Bread


Today, before I got out of bed I asked my husband to pray for us.  Mind you, I really didn't want to get out of bed. I would have prefered to pull the covers over my head and stay there.  His prayer surprised me - he prayed for my encouragement.  Let me remind you of my state of being. 



I thought, "Yeah, how can this day even come close to OK?" 

God does answer prayer.

Encouragement came in some interesting ways. 

First and foremost, of course, my amazing husband and daughter helped me get going.  School went well and ended with my daughter writing her first blog.  (More on that tomorrow!) 

Second was meeting a new neighbor.  She's wonderful, charming with great kids and a daughter about my daughter's age.  The girls were already planning multiple play dates after about 30 seconds of meeting each other! We brought them cookies and talked while keeping maternal eyes on the kids. 

Third, I had a really uplighting and affirming conversation with a friend and mentor.  It was a good reality check and reminded me to keep my eyes on the prize and don't mind a little mud on my shoes.

Fourth, I went to my Belly Dancing class.  I don't think I need to explain that one!  It's so much fun and a great group of women.  I always leave feeling fabulous and feeling the effort in all the right places.  Besides, I love the outfits!  (Laurel, you rock!)

Fifth, (yes, there was a fifth) we had an impromptu ice cream outing with friends after dance class.  The kids had a great time, the adults had a great time AND ice cream. 

Does it get any better?  Yes, it does. 

As I was chatting with my friend, I thought, "Ahhhh, this is what I want.  I need to focus on a few true, genuine friends who are people of heart and integrity, instead of the superficial ones. It was a refreshing conversation.  Thank you! You know who you are.  :-)   

In the pain of pruning there are refreshing breaks and breathing places.  The fact that my homemade bread attempts are improving was just a bonus.

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