4 posts tagged “god is so good”
Sure, I've been sick for a week and a half now with a cold that is holding on like a pit bull. And swine flu has hit the kids' school (not my kids luckily). But there are the graces in life that make it all ok.
I've said, "God is so good" a lot the last couple of days in regards to Steve's accident and the fact that he survived relatively unscathed. I was thinking about this yesterday. I really hope and pray that even if God had chosen that Thursday was Steve's time to go, if God had chosen that Steve would be seriously hurt and that his injury may have affected the rest of his life, I could've said the same thing. Because He is. No matter what.
Steve is alive. And considering I thought there was a good possibility he was dead for at least a minute, I am very thankful he is alive. The car is totaled, but he is home and just very sore. I'll blog about it later, but for now. I just want to sit here next to my husband and enjoy the Taco Bell we bought to calm our nerves.
I was looking through the pictures on Steve's computer. I didn't realize I had all my old photos on here. I found this picture and I can't believe it is me.
Most people would probably say that they looked better in their 20s. I was 25 in this picture. I think I weighed up around 165, but I didn't get on the scale that often back then. Josiah was almost a year old. He's absolutely adorable.
I think it's good to look back and see pictures like this. It makes me realize how far God has brought me and motivates me to behave myself. That girl over there on the left, she wasn't happy. I remember staying up really late on the computer while my first husband worked the night shift. I would eat a salami and hot pepper cheese sandwich on potato bread with a Dr Pepper, then make myself a huge milkshake with Turkey Hill Choco Mint Chip ice cream. Sometimes, I would eat 2 sandwiches. I was breastfeeding, I needed the nourishment.
The sad thing is, I knew how to lose weight. I knew if I would just stop gorging myself and eat only when I was hungry it would come off. But I couldn't stop. I didn't want to stop. My husband worked all the time. I homeschooled. I was home with 3 kids 24/7. Food was the only friend I had. It was loyal and it was always there. It made me feel better. Well, it made me feel better til I stepped on the scale the next morning.
It's not like that anymore. God has allowed me to see that the food can't fill that void I had. Only he can. Looking at these pictures, I can see that I have come a long way. I'm so thankful for how much God has blessed me in the past 6 years.
