I love it when my kids sleep in the car! They were worn out from a busy 24 hours so they fell asleep almost as soon as I got them buckled in their car seats. I returned home yesterday afternoon from a quick trip to Denver to visit my parents and spend time with Kelli and Lincoln, after Toby's birthday pool party. I took my dad out for coffee for Father's Day (a week late). He had some really encouraging advice about our upcoming move, which I appreciated very much. He said we should try to think about how to use our gifts in our new situation, how to improve on what we find in CT. He said that we get to start with a new attitude out there; even though we're leaving here with an attitude of "this sucks" the people we meet out there can think of it as "bravery" for starting a new career path.
So on the way home I thought about that conversation and everything that's gone wrong leading up to this move (that post will probably come at a later date--just to document the pile o' crap we've had dumped on us). The song "Ruin Me" by the Jeff Johnson Band came on the radio. Even though both of my kiddos were zonked out in the back seat I turned the radio up as far as I could stand and sang along (truthfully I turned it up really loud in order to not hear myself singing along!). The lyrics, which I can't find anywhere except on other people's blogs, highlight what I think God is trying to drill through our heads at this present time. Here they are:
Woe to me I am unclean
A sinner found in your presence
I see You seated on your throne
Exalted your glory surrounds You
Now the plans that I have made
Fail to compare
When I see your glory
Ruin my life
The plans that I've made
Ruin desires for my own selfish gain
Destroy the idols that have taken your place
Till it's You alone I live for
You alone I live for
You can visit Jeff Johnson's myspace page to hear the song.
So now you know, if you see some lunatic driving in her silver Honda with two sleeping kids in the back seat and she's singing her lungs out, it's probably to this song. (She's driving very safely, of course, just singing her lungs out.)
1 comment:
Abbi,
Your e-mail note hit our hearts. Of course, sing your heart out when the kids are asleep and the traffic is streaming. You and I may be doing the same on the highway to CT! In any case, you and Brad (and kiddos of course) will be embarking on a new chapter of your lives -- maybe more frightening, maybe more challenging, and maybe poorer than you want to imagine -- but also maybe a new life that will embrace you for many years to come. No doubt about it, you and Brad will have trials in this new life to circumvent, overcome, or tunnel through, but rest assured we'll be nearby to help. Thanks for your honesty -- and here's to the road trip!
Love, Deb
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