In answer to the question post....


I had put myself out there and let ya'll ask me questions. Well, Sharon from Just Saying... certainly did not disappoint. Sharon, why couldn't you just ask what my favorite kind of ice cream is? OK, I'm going to try to answer these questions.


What is your greatest fear? Your greatest thrill?...aside from the wonder of God? and your hubby and Miss Wiggles of course.


Whoa, my greatest fear? You know, I have a very deep faith so I have no fears. OK, I'm just kidding. My greatest fear is that though I know if I die, I will be with God for eternity because of Jesus Christ, my fear is leaving Miss Wiggles and Hubby without me. I fear this even more than if I lost either of or both of them. Leaving Miss Wiggles without a mommy knowing how important my mommy is to me. Yeah, that would be it.


My greatest thrill really does align with God, Hubby and Miss Wiggles. There was the time I chose God and walked away from a relationship in high school that was headed for sex. That was a big changing point in my life, walking away from the world and walking into God's embrace. Then there was the moment I said yes to Hubby and realized I would be spending the rest of my life with him. It was a thrill full of happy and admittedly a little fear of what am I getting myself into. I can honestly say the last five and a half years have been absolutely amazing. My third thrill was the sound of Miss Wiggles crying for the first time. Priceless.


OK, Sharon's last two questions; on an emotional day, if I let myself, what makes me cry at night? What makes me laugh the most?


Right now, if I were to cry into my pillow, it would be over the financial burden different family members are in and how helpless I feel to do anything about it. The other one would be over the strained relationship mentioned in this post.


Miss Wiggles makes me laugh the most. Every morning she finds new ways to make me laugh. She makes faces and funny sounds, dances, sings. Its amazing to see her really work at it. She loves to see people smile. Her smile is just this big beautiful open mouthed smile. As a matter of fact, I'm going to add a picture of her to this post. She just amazes me.


Alright so that was some intense questions. Hopefully I didn't disappoint. Feel free to answer some of these questions yourselves. I want to know more about all of you as you are part of the reason blog in the first place. Go to it and I can't wait to see what you say.


Comments

Sharon said…
I haven't the time to elaborate now. But... I shall attempt to grab a cup of coffee and pull up a chair and just share-on in a little bit when I can find the time to.

No! Your answer did not at all disappoint. You sound so much like me. :)

Catch you later, friend....

(This is so much fun!)
Sharon said…
Ugh!!! I just left a very long comment (perhaps too long???)... and I don't know what I did, but it disappeared. So frustrating! Where did it go?

So again... very quickly:

My biggest fear? Living life in vain. Dying without having lived the plan and purpose and hope that God created and willed me to be. Life's too short. I don't want to waste it. I don't want to shun my Savior because of pure selfishness... seeing only me and missing my neighbor! I'm a loner. I LOVE staying (hermit-ing) at home! I'd never leave home if I didn't make myself. It'd be easy to miss my purpose in life and spend it living hiding in my room.

My greatest thrill? My God! My Savior! The wonder of His Word! Studying the scripture that He had inscribed on paper for me! SEEING Him in it! HEARING Him there! KNOWING He's just spoken to me from off the holy writ of His page!
I LOVE HIS WORD! I LOVE HIS WORD! I LOVE HIS WORD!

What makes me cry? Those that don't know my Savior. Those who won't see Him because of their perceived perception of who He is and so their refusal to see Him past the picture they've painted. Those in bondange. Those behind jailed cells. Those who's body's are sick or crippled and won't work as they were purposed to. That makes me cry. A LOT!

What makes me laugh the most? My husband and my three crazy kids! We're the wildest things I know. Loud. Obnoxious. And wonderfully hilarious! We laugh our heads off. We laugh til we cry... and almost wet our pants. We laugh til our faces contort and our stomachs ache from being unable to stop. We are the most fun that I know!

I am blessed beyond measure and then some! My cup overflows!!!

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