My Last Xanga Post...

Post Last... Following Suit... And so we come to the end of another era of life. Shortly, we will pack Norman away so that he can move to a bigger and better computer desk (let's face it, he will practically have his own bedroom), so I'd better make this post fast. And there is so much to say... and yet, so little... God has been amazingly good to us. In fact, I am rather shocked at the way He has provided, just recently. I shouldn't be shocked. He is, after all, God. But I am. I will miss blogging here, as the story, itself, of how I began to blog in the first place is quite intriguing. Of course, if you are reading this final post, you probably already know the story. For all of you who were faithful readers and friends, please visit me at my new blog. I will miss you greatly if I don't "see" you there. You should have the addy by now, but if you don't, just send me an e-mail, and I'll get it to you ASAP. My posts have been somewhat anemic to this point, but that will all pick up again when the move is complete. Blog stalkers... you probably don't even know who you are, but I do. Don't bother to search for my new blog. It's time to let it go... Following are the lyrics for "The Valley Song" by Jars of Clay. I loved this song when I first heard it, but I didn't really understand it until now... You have led me to the sadness I have carried this pain On a back bruised, nearly broken I'm crying out to you I will sing of Your mercy That leads me through valleys of sorrow To rivers of joy When death like a Gypsy Comes to steal what I love I will still look to the heavens I will still seek your face But I fear you aren't listening Because there are no words Just the stillness and the hunger For a faith that assures I will sing of Your mercy That leads me through valleys of sorrow To rivers of joy I will sing of Your mercy That leads me through valleys of sorrow To rivers of joy Alleluia, alleluia Alleluia, alleluia While we wait for rescue With our eyes tightly shut Face to the ground using our hands To cover the fatal cut And though the pain is an ocean Tossing us around, around, around You have calmed greater waters Higher mountains have come down I will sing of Your mercy That leads me through valleys of sorrow To rivers of joy Yeah Alleluia, alleluia Alleluia, alleluia Alleluia, alleluia alleluia, alleluia Alleluia, alleluia alleluia, alleluia I will sing of Your mercy That leads me through valleys of sorrow To rivers of joy I will sing of Your mercy That leads me through valleys of sorrow To rivers of joy I will sing of Your mercy That leads me through valleys of sorrow To rivers of joy I will sing of Your mercy That leads me through valleys of sorrow To rivers of joy Oh, Lord sing of Your mercy, Mercy Your mercy Lisa

The "Never Ending" Move...

So... It seems as if we started moving several weeks ago, because... well... we did. But, finally, we are nearing the end... I think.

I am still a little hesitant to believe that this is all going to work out in the end and I am going to find myself standing on the deck of my incredible new house sometime early next week, exclaiming with some amount of shock, "This is my house..." and probably crying...

I still have much to catch up on, especially in the virtual world, but for the moment, let it suffice to say that God is unbelievable, and that's just why it makes sense to believe.

More to pack... more school work to complete... and a whole lot more to write... later.

Lisa

My Poor Neglected Blog...

Ah... life is so crazy right now!

Where have you heard that before?

I am currently working with a schedule that allows me Internet access only a couple of days per week (if you can believe that)! I am basically doing school work from dawn to dusk when residing in the paper mache' house, and I'm checking my e-mail once or twice each week in order to delete all of the Disney shopping ads (since I'm trying to avoid shopping right now) and the viagra ads (since, well, just nevermind!) If you are reading this pathetic post, you should really send me some real e-mail. I like it. But I might not get back to you until next week. My other current residence has no Internet access at all, so I have taken to doing things like going to the park with my kids. It's a beautiful thing, for the most part. I am a little OCD about checking my mail, though, so there's a bit of withdrawal going on!

I am too tired to post anything more of substance, tonight, but look for posts soon regarding my amazing Halloween blunder, the thousands of ways I feel blessed right now, our new house that we are hoping to close on soon, a few of the funny things the kids have said that I haven't yet forgotten, etc, etc, etc...

Thanks for Reading! (Even when the content kind of stinks...)

Lisa