I really love my job. Every time I get to hold a kid, make a fishy face, blow a kiss, wipe away a tear, or reassure a parent I just think of how lucky I am. I can't even explain to you how amazing it is to work with small people. Or even what's its like to work with a team of intelligent, dedicated, caring individuals. It blows me away sometimes.
I love the Lord. I've been thinking a lot lately about what it means to really know the Lord. To not just know about Him, to not just have the capacity to grasp and recognize His presence, love and grace, but to know Him. As some people say, to know what it's like to look into His eyes, instead of always just taking from His hand. It's not enough to just be grateful and love how His presence in your life has changed you. It's not enough to just be thankful and fall on your face before Him. At least, it's not enough for me. Jesus refers to us as His friends. I want to be closer to Him.
I'm really glad summer is here.
I'm working on the things that come out of my mouth. To lessen the complaints, the obvious annoying comments, the rash harsh thoughts, the judgments, crass slang. It's just not good and I'm working on it.
My painting class starts next week and like with anything new, I'm a bit nervous. And excited. :)
It's time to start working out again, slowly, so I don't re-hurt my back. I'm feeling about 95% back to normal, most of the time.
I have amazing friends. And church.
Wish Dean a happy birthday when you see him. It's his birthday.