Still running for the cheese (or why this blog still exists)

As my regular readers can tell, this has been a dry year for me. Just look at the number of posts this year vs. 2008! Awhile back, I had considered either shutting down the Maze, or starting a new blog that would more accurately reflect where I am in life now. Truth be told, sometimes I come here, look around, and feel distinctly hypocrytical about the things I want to write. I'm sure I'm not the only one to ever be in that kind of place.
As the time in between posts has grown longer, I came to realize something. Without the past years' material, where I am now makes very little sense. What good is the destination without the journey? As Christians, so much of the best stuff that happens to us is in the times God is molding us to His image. To throw away the evidence of that process would somehow cheapen the result, I think.
So, here we are, dear friends. I think my little mousie may just have rounded a corner finally. Some things will change around here to reflect the changes in my heart. And you know what? That's ok. As much as I typically rage against anything changed in my life, I'm learning to accept the God-given ones. My prayer is that some of you may be encouraged by what you read here. Hey, you may even be challenged. And of course, if you know me, then you know you always stand a good chance of being offended too. Not intentionally, to be sure! Just know that what you find as you wander this Maze with me may surprise you as much as it does me.

All that to say this:


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Friday, October 31, 2008

The bestest times

Happy Halloween, Squeakers!! Trick O’Treater

I'm greatly looking forward to trick-or-treating later this evening with my friends and family. For those of you that celebrate Halloween, I hope you have a safe and enjoyable night.



For me, this time of year (Halloween, Thanksgiving and Christmas) is the bestest time. I get so excited for my kids, and the new experiences they'll have. Heck, I get excited for myself!
I don't know about Mr. P., but I can't help but remember the year they were gone from our care. We missed out on so much of the holidays that year. I think that's why I find myself praising Him for even the smallest things during this season. A kid who's cranked up on sugar may not be the best thing to deal with, but Lord, thank You for letting me have them back that I might load 'em on Snickers bars one night a year. Sweet potatoes that didn't turn out perfect? A turkey that didn't quite have as much leftovers as we would have liked? Well, thank You Lord for that meal filled with my children's laughter. I sorely missed 'em that year they were in Vermont instead. Can't get the tree lights blinking right? Wrapping gifts at 2am Christmas Eve in a haze of exhaustion? Thank You Lord for letting us all be under 1 roof this year.
It's amazing how much your life can change after you've been pulled from the pit. Even the simplest things (Mr. P. remember the year the kids brought the snowball fight indoors on Thanksgiving? Too Funny ) make you realize all at once just how much you've lost and how far you've come.
I just praise the Lord that He brought us through those worst of times so that we can truly enjoy these very bestest ones.

Til next squeak,

1 Squeaks from the Maze:

naejeirual said...

And on top of it all - you can be specifically thankful that you learned to be thankful! So many people go through trials only to come out on the otherside and forget what got them there, what got them through, and how to embrace the blessing beyond. You go girl!

 
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