Jeremiah 29:11

For I know the plans I have for you," declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.

Its About Time...

...For me to update and for Spring to come!

Until then I refuse to give any excuses for such a long span of not writing.

To start on catching back up with all that goes on in this world, I will put up Two "Before and After" pictures from my childhood and then now. Then in my next post I will put up three pictures of what I want my life to look like for the rest of the year. I will probably give brief descriptions for the before and after pictures but the ones for my future are to be interpreted by my steadfast readers however the see fit. Don't worry they are not abstract.

Sincerely Sincere,

Lydia

#1 My sense of style has improved and hopefully for the better!

Before:After:
#2 I still spend as much time with animals in general and dogs and horses in particular as possible.

Before:
After:

And Now for the First Time...Part 1

The one and only magnificent recounting of the expedition. Not just any expedition, this was The Expedition to pick up the goat. The four hour one way road trip to pick up a rare and endangered San Clemientine Island goat.



It started out with myself Emily, Steve, Ariyana and the rambuncious puppy Lydia Dog all in one car heading out at the crack of dawn to embark on this mission of great importance. The seating arrangments were as follows: Emily, The Never Tired, driving. Steve, The Entertainer, in the front passenger seat, entertaining. TomTom/Susan, The Most Helpful Electronic Guidance System, on the dashboard. Ariyana, The Chatter Box, chattering to herself punctuated by statements to us, in her car seat behind Emily. Myself, The Companion (and soon to be "Great Mediator" of the soon to be picked up goat. And Lydia Dog, (a.k.a. Puddle o' Cuteness, shortened to Puddle O' so as not to confuse the dog with the human) sitting in the middle... of the back and front, half on the consul half on the back seat; she is quite the lanky creature. Her role in this escapade was for introductions with the goat and her very protective self to start in a controlled enviorment though to what degree controled the goat was has yet to be discovered.



So thus it began, we ate breakfast and hit the road after stopping at the dump to clean out the car for better gas mileage. Also the dump was where we decided which voice our GPS should have, coming to the conclusion of Susan after analysing each voice with direct precision. We arranged to drive the senic route using back roads and highways rather then the interstate which proved a good decision as we saw some of the most darling houses, unusually large numbers (due to there migration) of hawks, a bald eagle or two, and enough fences and cattle to keep Ariyanna exclaiming at regular intervals "Look at the fence! Do you see the fences Granddaddy? It's a black fence" sometimes regaurdless of what color it truly was. As we began to get farther north, the swamps and pine trees thinned to rolling hills and hard wood forests with increasing amounts or large rocks. Then all of a sudden there were mountains of varying shades of blue in the distance. One of the goofier moments was stopping at a rest stop and realizing we had no leash for Puddle O' and having to walk her with a large, horse size, lead rope we had brought for the goat. This was made extra comical with her confused antics as she had never been on a leash before.

It is Hard to Describe

It is hard to describe what I am waiting for. All I am sure about is that I am no longer Planning or Hoping or Scheming or Dreaming. I am just waiting. To see what will come. To see what will happen. To see what God is planning. To see how everything will work out. I am just waiting. I have nothing to worry about.

I am not dreading school or counting the days till my family comes home. I am just doing what is right in front of me and not paying much attention to what has happened or what will happen. I am not doing this on purpose it just there...moving on... lulling me to a strange sort of calmness.

It is almost as if I am devoid of emotion but I am not. I just don't care about going up and down. I don"t want to struggle any more. I just want to lie still. I can feel God holding me in the eye of the storm telling me to rest and be peaceful while He provides me with the weapons for the coming battles.

I am so ready to be still. And I am so ready to listen to Him. I am tired of fighting. So now I am waiting.

Good night.

I am waiting...

Deciphering Personalities

She slunk into the room with languid laugh. As she slid into an empty seat she thought through the defining points of her existence. The man in black across the way followed her every move with attention typical of a jeweler examining a diamond. "Yes, he thought, they will appericiate this in the window". The swanky creature on the other side was now preening herself with careless pride while eyeing the handsome mane on the guy a few places down. Her own stunning plumage was nothing to be ashamed of yet she felt a little claustrophobic in this crowded space. So many strange accents and ruckus babbling, excited her defensive instincts. Then the bells sounded and a new noise reached her ears, this time it was an irritating screeching and squalling. In few minutes, much to her annoyance, a boisterous and new crowd arrived in an entirely different sort of get up. They stared and laughed ridiculously at each move the fancy patrons already there made, and much to their disgust began to rudely point while banging on the walls. As if to show their disdain the objects of this monstrosity continued on with their lives as though nothing were different and eventually the crowd moved on...only to be replaced by a new band of reprobates with no respect.
Welcome To The Zoo.

on my honor

I will post a long post or at least several short ones. Life moves on regardless of my consent or not and recently it seems to be on fast forward.