I would like to preface this story with the fact that it has been a long day, I am tired, and I swear I'm not stupid.
As I'm pulling the meat off of a rotisserie chicken (yum!) my and Josh's conversation goes a little something like this:
Me: Did you know that there is dark meat and white meat on the same bird?
Josh: Ummm...yeah.
Me: I always thought that some birds had dark meat and some had white just like there are black people and white people (not racist, just true).
Josh: Are you kidding me right now?
Me: No, really, why is some of it white and some dark and from the same bird?
Josh: I don't know, but really, you're serious?!?
Me: Yes!
Josh: Wow.
And then we laughed.
Wednesday, September 7, 2011
Monday, August 29, 2011
I like to read the end first...
It's embarrassing to admit, but when a book or movie gets suspenseful I want to know what happens at the end. I have been known to turn to the last page just to make sure everything works out okay. Then, it doesn't bother me to go through the trial or conflict with the characters because I know what is going to happen. I was thinking that I wish life was like that. If I only knew the ending of any certain situation my day to day life would be so much easier. I was reading a book tonight and came across this quote: "God doesn't want us to know the future. He wants us to know Him." It's so true. And the thing is, by knowing Him, I know that it will all work out in the end. Another quote: "If it's not working out, it's not the end." I don't know the exact details of how I'm going to get there and what will happen between now and eternity, but "I am convinced that neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither the present nor the future, nor any powers, neither height nor depth, nor anything else in all creation, will be able to separate us from the love of God that is in Christ Jesus our Lord." (Romans 8:38) His love is all that matters. The ending has been written and I can turn the page to make sure it's all going to work out. I just have to learn to trust Him in the process and know that his ways are higher and better and he can do "far more than I would ever dare to ask or even imagine..." (Ephesians 3:20)
The end :)
The end :)
Sunday, August 14, 2011
It's been so long...
It's been so long since I blogged anything on my short-lived blog ( a whopping 3 posts!) I had to dig through my facebook profile to even find the address so I could log in. Ridiculous.
Anyway, funny story: Josh and I pull into our apartment complex, after a weekend in Dothan for the Aman Family Reunion, and I have this strange feeling. I start looking around and in a panicky voice ask Josh where his truck is. We look around, he backs up and we pull in again like it's going to appear out of thin air. I ask if someone could have taken it. Then my mind leaps to a phone call to the police explaining that his truck has completely disappeared and there is no evidence or fingerprints or anything! Josh is upset; I don't even remember what he said. This goes on for maybe three minutes. Then it hits me- his truck is at my school where he picked me up on Friday. RELIEF!
Thursday, April 28, 2011
Five Things I Know
First of all...I would like to congratulate Devry for being my first and only follower!!! Woo hoo!
This time last year when I was looking for a job and having previously mentioned panic attacks of fear I was reading Max Lucado's book Fearless. (I do plan on getting that copy back to my Dad one day...thanks Dad.) Max - we are on a first name basis- wrote about focusing on God when things seemed out of control instead of the madness swirling around you. He encouraged readers to come up with five statements to focus on when things were going crazy. Below are my five which I have come back to several times over the past year.
1. He has never failed me.
2. He loves me.
3. He is with me.
4. He will never leave or forsake me.
5. He has a plan and a purpose for good in all things.
Come up with your own five, write them down, and then keep them handy because there are so many things that are out of our control. Thankfully, I have a direct line to he one who is in control :)
This time last year when I was looking for a job and having previously mentioned panic attacks of fear I was reading Max Lucado's book Fearless. (I do plan on getting that copy back to my Dad one day...thanks Dad.) Max - we are on a first name basis- wrote about focusing on God when things seemed out of control instead of the madness swirling around you. He encouraged readers to come up with five statements to focus on when things were going crazy. Below are my five which I have come back to several times over the past year.
1. He has never failed me.
2. He loves me.
3. He is with me.
4. He will never leave or forsake me.
5. He has a plan and a purpose for good in all things.
Come up with your own five, write them down, and then keep them handy because there are so many things that are out of our control. Thankfully, I have a direct line to he one who is in control :)
Sunday, April 24, 2011
Things that go bump in the night...
Last night, Josh was at studio (where else would he be) and I was reading a book late into the night. I try not to read very often because when I do I get sucked and and will stop everything to finish a book. I had time this weekend though so it was a good chance to read. About 11:30, I thought I heard someone messing with our door. I'm pretty sure it was just a random noise (or perhaps the Easter bunny) but it was dark and I was by myself so my fight or flight instincts kicked in. I laid there for a minute trying to convince myself it was nothing and wishing I had my taser nearby. Of course, by now I can hear every creak and squeak so I start devising a plan. First, I put the cell phone under the covers with me so if someone opened the bedroom door I could dial with my left hand while appearing to be frozen in shock. That wasn't a great plan for several reasons. One, there is a lock code and a few buttons to push before I would even get to the phone. Two, I am not ambidextrous at all and the phone was on my left side. My next idea was that if the door opened I would throw myself out the window by the bed and run somewhere. Again, not great because I'm not sure how much force it would take to jump through a window but I know that the two feet I had to get a running start wouldn't be enough.Also, I'm not sure exactly where I would run to. So finally, I just opened the door and peeked out. It was terrifying for a second until I realized I was by myself and all the doors were still locked tight. So, I finished the book turned off the light and went to sleep. Amazingly, I woke up this morning without being attacked and didn't even have to burst through the window. I have always been and probably will always be scared of things that go bump in the night!
Saturday, April 23, 2011
The End Is In Sight
So, Josh has 8 days of school left. JOSH HAS 8 DAYS OF SCHOOL LEFT!!! Yes, that's me shouting because I am so ready for things to change. I love our life, but geez enough is enough. The weekends and late nights and missed family events because of crazy deadlines are coming to a close. I'm sure that I'll look back and miss something about this time but for now, I can't really think of anything.That could be because I am currently so bored that I've started a blog. Hey, I never said I wasn't temperamental.
Rewind 5 years and I was completely freaking out about moving to Auburn, leaving our families, and helping Josh make his dream come true. I wasn't sure if he was even going to get into the program and if you know me, you know that I am a planner and I need stability in my life. Leaving everything I knew and loved for a new uncertain adventure scared me to death. I was lucky that I had a job when we moved. Actually, I prayed "If a job works out, then I'll know we should go." Well, I was hired the day I interviewed and I guess that's what happens when you say you want to let God take control - he does and you have to deal with it!
First year in Auburn = culture shock. I realized just how much I stink at meeting new people and am super slow to make friends, Josh was taking classes and couldn't find a job so money was always a concern, and I missed my parents and friends sooooo much. I cried all the way to Eufaula on multiple occasions when leaving Dothan. I think my jaw locked up for like a month that year from stress and I was so not very happy. Then Josh got into summer option and actually made it through and the next leg of our journey began.
By this time,I had an awesome couple of friends at 'the cooch" and began my second year there. I don't remember much specific about years two and three except that I finished my masters and loved being a "Critter."
The fourth year in Auburn was much like the second and third. I still missed family and home but we had a nice little life there. Right around Christmas, Josh applied to go to Urban Studio (i.e. how we ended up in Birmingham) and again I prayed "If he gets in, we'll go." Needless to say he got in. Then I quit my job. And the first year panic set in again. I quit my job in March and didn't have on in Birmingham until the first of June. Possibly the LONGEST THREE MONTHS OF MY LIFE. I was freaking out. I knew that God was in control because Josh got in and He worked everything else out but I couldn't believe he was making me wait like that for a job. I hated interviewing, resumes, e-mailing principals and all of the questions. Do you have a job yet? How was the interview? Do you have a plan for if you don't find a job? I wanted to crawl in a hole and come out in October when everything would be figured out.
Fifth year has been interesting. I love my new job ( I guess He really does know what he's doing) and Josh is surviving school ( I don't think anyone thrives so surviving is the best that can be expected). I've met some really awesome people and love our life here. We also found a church that is amazing so that's a plus. Now, it's time to panic again. Josh is going to be looking for jobs and we may have to move...again. Then I'll have to find a job and make news friends. But this time, for some reason, I'm not as scared. I've been pushed out of my comfort zone so much in the last few years that I'm used to the feeling of uncertainty. Not to say that I don't have my moments where the panic sets in and my stomach does flip flops but I know that if we are about to complete the first five years of living away and being together and being taken care of no matter what, what reason is there not to trust Him? I mean, who really thought that Josh would make it through architecture school? (I'm a sucky wife for ever having the occasional doubt but I'm just being honest). All we heard was how hard it was and how the lights never go off...and they were right. But, he's doing it ( and doing an awesome job of it I must add). I'm doing everything I can to be supportive and help him while not going crazy myself. Through the support of our friends and family (who we will NEVER be able to repay for all they've done) and the love, comfort, peace, and assistance of our Savior, we are finally on the other side.
I can't wait to see where our journey leads us next. I must say that I honestly hope we get to stay here a few years but you never know. But for now, I want to celebrate all of the hard work my loving, creative, precious husband has put in because it is about to pay off. The end is in sight!!! Hallelujah!
Rewind 5 years and I was completely freaking out about moving to Auburn, leaving our families, and helping Josh make his dream come true. I wasn't sure if he was even going to get into the program and if you know me, you know that I am a planner and I need stability in my life. Leaving everything I knew and loved for a new uncertain adventure scared me to death. I was lucky that I had a job when we moved. Actually, I prayed "If a job works out, then I'll know we should go." Well, I was hired the day I interviewed and I guess that's what happens when you say you want to let God take control - he does and you have to deal with it!
First year in Auburn = culture shock. I realized just how much I stink at meeting new people and am super slow to make friends, Josh was taking classes and couldn't find a job so money was always a concern, and I missed my parents and friends sooooo much. I cried all the way to Eufaula on multiple occasions when leaving Dothan. I think my jaw locked up for like a month that year from stress and I was so not very happy. Then Josh got into summer option and actually made it through and the next leg of our journey began.
By this time,I had an awesome couple of friends at 'the cooch" and began my second year there. I don't remember much specific about years two and three except that I finished my masters and loved being a "Critter."
The fourth year in Auburn was much like the second and third. I still missed family and home but we had a nice little life there. Right around Christmas, Josh applied to go to Urban Studio (i.e. how we ended up in Birmingham) and again I prayed "If he gets in, we'll go." Needless to say he got in. Then I quit my job. And the first year panic set in again. I quit my job in March and didn't have on in Birmingham until the first of June. Possibly the LONGEST THREE MONTHS OF MY LIFE. I was freaking out. I knew that God was in control because Josh got in and He worked everything else out but I couldn't believe he was making me wait like that for a job. I hated interviewing, resumes, e-mailing principals and all of the questions. Do you have a job yet? How was the interview? Do you have a plan for if you don't find a job? I wanted to crawl in a hole and come out in October when everything would be figured out.
Fifth year has been interesting. I love my new job ( I guess He really does know what he's doing) and Josh is surviving school ( I don't think anyone thrives so surviving is the best that can be expected). I've met some really awesome people and love our life here. We also found a church that is amazing so that's a plus. Now, it's time to panic again. Josh is going to be looking for jobs and we may have to move...again. Then I'll have to find a job and make news friends. But this time, for some reason, I'm not as scared. I've been pushed out of my comfort zone so much in the last few years that I'm used to the feeling of uncertainty. Not to say that I don't have my moments where the panic sets in and my stomach does flip flops but I know that if we are about to complete the first five years of living away and being together and being taken care of no matter what, what reason is there not to trust Him? I mean, who really thought that Josh would make it through architecture school? (I'm a sucky wife for ever having the occasional doubt but I'm just being honest). All we heard was how hard it was and how the lights never go off...and they were right. But, he's doing it ( and doing an awesome job of it I must add). I'm doing everything I can to be supportive and help him while not going crazy myself. Through the support of our friends and family (who we will NEVER be able to repay for all they've done) and the love, comfort, peace, and assistance of our Savior, we are finally on the other side.
I can't wait to see where our journey leads us next. I must say that I honestly hope we get to stay here a few years but you never know. But for now, I want to celebrate all of the hard work my loving, creative, precious husband has put in because it is about to pay off. The end is in sight!!! Hallelujah!
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