Sipping the Water

As a kid, I spent a lot of my days at church. Whether it was tent revivals, volunteering in the warehouse, or sunday school, I learned the songs, the ways, and the word. I reflect on all of that and then wonder what is missing in my life.

I have not led a very righteous life. I have turned my back on him, I have cursed His name, and I have questioned everything about Him. I honest felt as if I had legitimate reasons to feel this way.
I haven’t stepped foot in a church since the day I got married. I haven’t touched a Bible in years. I haven’t really even taught my daughter anything related to religion. (There was once a time I wouldn’t have felt so horrible and ashamed for that.) 

Last year was one of the hardest years of my adult life. I have never felt so low and useless in my entire life. I needed to cling onto something that would give me hope, to get me through. I will never forget that feeble prayer.

My main New Years Resolution was to become closer with God. Though lately it’s almost like I’ve been dipping my toe in the water, refusing to jump because the water will take me out of my comfort zone.

I am thankful to have such an amazing friend in my husband. He has literally and figuratively held my hand through all of this, he is also the one to “push me into the water.” We have decided to attend Sunday service at the church we were married in!

While I am excited, I am nervous. I wish I could elaborate that but I cannot think of any words that eloquently explain. This is a new chapter in our lives!

The Year of Amusement

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I could not think of anything better than sharing my story about starting the New Year, with a 3 day dilemma.

My husband bought me a new phone during one of those crazy end of the year sales, as my other one had just bit the dust a couple of days after Christmas. After all the hustle and bustle of the day, I sat down on the couch and programmed the new phone. Realizing I had spent about 20 minutes playing on it, I shuffled off to bed.

The next morning, when everyone went outside to play with their toys from Christmas, I stayed inside to do some much-needed cleanup. After a while, I sat down to take a break and noticed my phone was blinking, I had a notification. I opened it and went to Facebook to check it.

Not even 30 seconds later, a notification banner pops up from my Gmail account. Title reads, “Unrecognized device. Is this you?” I skim through the e-mail and go back to Facebook and check my settings. There I see “someone” had logged into my Facebook account, where an alert was sent because said device was not recognized on my account.

OK, no big deal. Quick change of the password, I log back in. I heard the dryer buzzer go off, so I swiped out all of the active apps on my phone and went back to my duties. A while later, I hear my phone buzzing. Another notification. Again, I go and check it out. Roughly a minute later, another email pops up about an unrecognized device. Now I was becoming really confused. Was this a prank? Was someone legitimately trying to hack my account? Who has that much time in their life to repeatedly hack one’s account? I once again repeat all the steps.

Now mind you, this goes on for 3 days. THREE DAYS.  The first day, I was confused. The second day, I was becoming increasingly agitated. By the third day, I was just plum ticked off. For the life of me, I could not understand how this “person” could figure out my new password, when it took me probably 15 minutes (each time) to come up with it!

I finally decided to just browse around in the settings and see what  I could come up with. Eventually, I came across the section of, (yes, you guessed it), unrecognized devices. That very moment a lightbulb went off…and I busted out in hysterical laughter.

I had forgotten to link my phone to my account! I did not think of that because I don’t use the actual app, I use the browser. I laughed so hard I was snorting, my stomach hurt, I had tears rolling down my face. Here I thought for 3 days I had a stalker/hacker, when it was really just another ditzy moment for the books. My family definitely has gotten a kick out of this. Almost 3 weeks later and I’m still the laughing stock.

Huh, another 3. 😉