Sunday, September 6, 2009

A Grateful Heart

Church is a place of worship and celebrating the amazing gift of eternal life we have been promised if we choose to believe in the words of God and choose to walk in His ways. This morning, we attended Trinity Baptist Church. I felt very blessed as we walked in the sanctuary doors. Trinity holds a special memory in my heart. It is the place where I married my husband-the man God had chosen for me before I was even born. However, today I was reminded of another blessing that is all too often taken for granted: family. Sitting in the back row of church today was my sister, brother-in-law, nephew, and parents. What a blessing when a whole family can worship together and that God has blessed both Jared and I with a family who loves Him.

This was not the only moment I realized all of the blessings in my life...God has been abundantly good to me and to my husband-and all to often, I tend to take for granted the faithfulness and goodness of God in our lives. As I sat beside my nephew today, I was once again taken aback by the miracle of life that God alone creates and grants. It is amazing to watch our nephew grow and develop into a handsome young fellow and to think that Logan only started out as two cells meeting!

However, today I was also humbly reminded that the creation of a new life is a very fragile miracle. I cannot imagine losing our child that is growing inside of me. Jared and I love this baby in a way that is indescribable, but the life that is inside me belongs to God and His purpose. We thank God daily and pray daily for our child that she would continue to grow healthy, but most importantly, that she would grow to serve and love her Creator and to give Him glory through the way she lives her life.

Tuesday, September 1, 2009

A Late Night Adventure

Last night held much excitement at the Fluth household. As Jared and I were doing our nightly routines before we turned in for the night, I had the grand idea of having a slice of cinnamon bread instead of the usual-animal crackers (I always take something with my vitamins). Unfortunately, I did no have the ability to foresee what was going to happen within the next few minutes-which then turned into hours.

As I went to the cut the deliciously smelling bread, I also cut through part of my index finger. As I stood by the sink, screaming and crying in pain, I knew that this was not going to be good-as did Jared once he took a look at my wonderful carving skills. So, at 10:15 we warely drove to Avera's Emergency room. I was somewhat relieved when we went in and found an empty waiting room. I thought this meant it would be a short visit. That was not the case. The nurse took me back and did paperwork, checked blood pressure and all that jazz and proceeded to look at my throbbing finger. With one look, she said, "Yeah, that's gonna need stitches." So, we waited until 11:30 to get into a room. I was then told I would also need a tetnus shot! Not my night...I was really hoping not to have to get a shot, but that wasn't an option last night. So, I got my tetnus shot and as well as numbing injections in my finger so that I would not feel the pain. We finally arrived home after midnight and were ready for bed.

Jared said I am no longer allowed to use bread knives after 10:00pm, and I am completely fine with that!