Today was all about muscle strength. I used one pound weights and Jason used two. Now, don't be nay-saying those small weights. Go pick up a bag of flour, hold it over your head, do some deep runner's stretches, do all kinds of crazy lifts and stretches and then let me know how light one-two pounds are. It's funny, but they quickly become very heavy. ("Heaby" as my nephew used to say.) We did an amazing job though! It's encouraging to me that even the workout helpers are sweating like crazy and grunting and wanting to quit when Bob's not watching. They must forget they are being filmed. It's quite funny, really.
I can barely keep my eyes open.... oh wait.... I'm typing with my eyes closed. It's kinda nice really. Hope I don't make any mistakes. If I do, I won't correct them, just to see how funny it looks. Waking up at five after sleeping until nearly eight every day last week is a SHOCK to my system. I'd like to go back to bed now. Who knows? Maybe there's time for a quick cat nap after blogging. OK, My eyes are open again. How'd I do? Make any mistakes?
Saturday, I spent the day at my parent's house for an early Easter celebration. My Sister and Nephew came over and eventually Jason did too. We spent a good portion of the day outside, taking pictures, wandering around with G trying to find the eggs Mom had hidden (missing two still). I hope those aren't the ones with chocolate inside, but pennies instead.
Around 3, I went in to escape the heat and mosquitoes and had a tiny cat nap. It was one of those sleeps, where you can still hear things going on around you, so I wasn't totally out. I heard Mom and G coming back inside saying, "We need a girl, a rope and a ladder." What in the world? I thought. Turns out, Mom needed my help to take down a tree in the backyard. Why take down a perfectly good tree, you ask? Well, Mom said it was shading her garden too much. Why not move the garden? She already had twice, so the tree moved this time. It took a bit of elbow grease but we finally got the tree sawed enough that we could pull it down (tied a rope to a top section earlier).
[.....14 hours later....] I was so exhausted this morning, I went back to bed for an hour before going to work. :)
It's easier to show pictures than to explain:
|Steph and Mom sawing down the tree|
|Yay! Girl power took down the tree!|
Easter Sunday, we went to 8am church. It was an amazing service! Pastor Chris sermon was entitled, "When Only a Miracle Will Do". I knew from the very moment he mentioned that we were going to do things a little different, I would be going forward to receive the miracle of healing in my body. I was both excited and nervous at the same time, but I knew God was leading me to take this step. This wasn't the first time I've been prayed over for this ailment (sciatica), but this time was different. I don't know how to explain it, I just knew.
By the time the moment to go forward came about, I nearly pushed Jason out of the way to get out of my seat. I knew if I didn't obey in the moment, I would talk myself out of the blessing. I've asked Jesus to heal me over the past three years or so, but He's chosen not to. Who knows why. Maybe it required me to sacrifice something of myself? Maybe I had to take the actual step of faith and trust that a stranger praying for me and ushering in His spirit of healing would be enough.
I had to wait my turn in line... I couldn't sing the praise song... all I could hear was my beating heart pumping blood into my ears. When I stepped forward, the sweet lady asked me what was going on with me. I said, "I've been suffering with sciatica for years and I just need the pain to stop." She said, "Oh, girl, we're going to get you healed in the blood of the Lamb." She then began to pray and say things that ONLY King Jesus would know about me. Things I've only said to Him, things no knows, yet she was praying them over me. That's the second time that's happened to me in my lifetime.
My human side (head) wants to err on the side of caution and say, let's wait and see if I'm truly healed. But my heart tells me, I was healed the moment I asked Him to bless me with a miracle. I've prayed He would heal me many times before, but all I can say is it was different this time. I hope and pray I truly am healed. What a glorious experience I will have for my life to remember Easter 2012... the day I was healed.
Any other Highlanders out there? Or has anyone else received a miracle in their life? I'd love to hear about it! Please leave me a comment!
Sunday afternoon, Jason and I decided to create something beautiful by doing an art project I had seen on Pinterest. You glue crayons to a canvas and then melt them using a hair drying. The finished product looked amazing and so I thought we could figure it out and give it a try. The whole project was less than $20 for us both! It took muuuuuuuuuuuch longer than either of us thought it would, but the finished product was completely worth it! I'll save you all the numerous behind the scenes details (unless you just really want to know) and show off our finished art project!
Today was the first of many two-a-day workouts. It actually was pretty OK. I probably could have done more cardio, but my right side extremities fall asleep within 10 minutes of starting. By 40, I just have to quit. Pins n needles are no fun. Does anyone have any idea why only my right hand and foot go to sleep? I would love for that to stop!