Music

Music has been pouring out of my car, phone, and computer for the past two days.  I am clinging to God's truth about who I am. 

He is good.  His love is good.  He is graceful.  When I can't stand, I can fall on Him. 

And while I can't change anything, I can move forward.  I can cling to His truth and proclaim that He is what makes me righteous before Him.

Thank you, Father.  I don't feel it.  But I'll take it.  And I'm thankful for a day that's coming...

Grace

I messed up. And more than once. 

There could be consequences and even if there are not, the mental agony that I've gone thru is horrendous. 

I never want to go thru this again. 

What I've learned is this...grace is overwhelming. And completely undeserved. I am finding it hard to forgive myself and move on. 

But with every day that I move forward is a day where I can thank God for His love, forgiveness, and His grace. 

There is freedom in surrender. And that is what I choose to do. Regardless. 

I'm alive...

Really, I am. 

And I still have lots to say. But, at the end of the day or the beginning of the morning or throughout it, I just choose not to tell my readers anything. 

Sorry. 

Biggest thing...I have engagement photos tomorrow and then I am wrapping up the school year. After that, I can focus on what I need to do for the wedding. 

And even though, it was less than 200 words...just typing this has been good. 

Celebrate

I celebrate that one of my students wrote the most amazing poem. He needed a good day. 

I celebrate that I tracked what I ate. I've been slipping into some old habits and haven't been diligent. Diligence is important in all areas. 

I celebrate that there's a white dress hanging in my closet. Eight months and seven days from now I will wear it. 

I celebrate that I have vacation!!! It's well needed. My books, magazines, and iPad are ready to be read. 

I celebrate the warmth of sun. Even if it isn't Florida, the warmth this morning after working out felt amazing. 

Confessions of a ww leader

I mess up. 

I've been a Weight Watchers leader since October. My life has changed dramatically since then.  I went from a very scheduled life to weekends that are not as structured. 

I've been less diligent with my tracking. I put food into my mouth and mentally track it. I've slacked off with my working out. 

Um, the scale shows it. I'm still in my goal range, but I know I am letting old habits creep back in. Eating when I'm stressed.  Eating in front of the tv. Eating without paying attention to portions. 

Nat has been wonderful and lets me cook almost whatever. No avocado, mushrooms, tomatoes, or shrimp.  But that doesn't give me a reason to let it all go. 

So, today begins tracking what I eat. All of it. Any of it. I'm choosing to pay attention and track. Because it works. And I want to be proud of what I am doing for myself. 

Celebrate

I celebrate I can work out. 

I celebrate I have some face time with my fiancé. 

I celebrate my kids connected the lesson of chocolate mousse to synthesis so quickly. 

I celebrate a gift from my parents that makes our wedding actually feasible. 

I celebrate the constantly changing weather. It reminds me that nothing will last forever. 

Celebrate

My friend hosts a celebration every Saturday. I'm trying it out.

So, looking back over the week, I am celebrating that 

1) my new student seems really cute and sweet. The class welcomed him well. 

2) coffee is brewing as I type. 

3) I became a runner who can talk to the others so they can push thru the pain. 

4) j remembered a lesson I taught him about long vowel sounds and tion. He was listening!

5) I have today with my fiancé. I love our weekends together. 

Five is good to begin with...