Simple Thoughts

  I have never been one to make yearly goals or resolutions in January to conquer in a year.   I changed that in 2017 though.   I made some goals.   I made CrossFit goals and also made a goal in my Christian walk. For my CrossFit goals, I picked 10 (which turned into 11) things that seemed like fun things to shoot for.   A few goals seemed pretty close to attain, a lot seemed distant, and a couple seemed crazy, but I picked them and wrote them down nonetheless. It's the end of December a year later.   I conquered 2 out of 11. Some of those remaining 9, I have tried and failed. Some of the remaining 9, I know I'm not strong enough to do yet. Some of those remaining 9, I simply do not have the mental fortitude to attempt (cough cough, like my running mile time, cough cough). I am proud of those two though that I could cross off my list. I worked hard for them. Am I disappointed that I didn't even finish half of my goals? Sure, ...

I sat in the rocking chair, trying to rock her to sleep. My three year old was beyond grumpy and belligerent (as much as the family angel can be), and she was in desperate need of a nap. I was holding her in my lap, and as I rocked her, she decided she didn’t want me to touch her. She didn’t want my arms around her like I normally hold her, so I moved my arms, trying hard to balance her on my lap but still give her the freedom to refuse my embrace. I waited a minute and then tried to put my arms around her again. She pushed me away again. I was smiling just because I knew it was evident of how grumpy she was being. I knew she wanted me to hold her and I knew as soon as she got tired enough, I would be able to put my arms around her. Another minute passed and she didn’t care anymore. She let me hold her and wrap my arms around her.  As I kept rocking her, I realized we do that to God a lot. He’s holding us and loving us and then one moment, we decide we want to be independent a...