:: Working it up at the high school North Pointe Christian ::
I just got "Hotel California" into my head there and somehow it ended up being tweaked into a new little diddy.
So last night I stay up until about 1:30 in the morning reading. Now, you may ask yourself, "What was Liz reading? She had to of been cramming for a test or something." Nope. Nope. I was actually reading for pleasure. It's this phenominal book about bunnies. Ya know, even when I saw that there was a bunny on the cover, I never really thought that it would be ABOUT bunnies, but it is. It's so amazing, because I'm learning so much about bunny culture! They have an entire myth/legend/religious system, a form of government, and they are still really cute! It's been one of those books that has just been on my reading list for quite a while now, and Jessie remembered that and brought it up for me to read this year. So, I'm taking full advantage of that.
Since I stayed up reading, I fell asleep on the couch. Pretty comfortable for the most part, but I woke up with that horrible awful pain that you get sometimes in your calves. You know what I'm talking about...a charlie horse. Oh boy was it bad. There isn't much you can do to get rid of it either. You just have to move it around a whole bunch and bear the pain until it goes. It's strange, but I thought to myself this morning, "I kinda like dealing with this charlie horse. It's fun to see the pain eventually go away." For some reason, I somewhat enjoyed the charlie horse. But not nearly as much as I enjoy dead arm.
Have you ever had dead arm? It's that thing you get when you've been sleeping on your arm all night, or you've had it above your head, and when you wake up, you can't even feel your arm anymore. It's like you've lost a limb. You can see your arm there, but you don't feel the pillow, or the sheets, or anything on it. So then you can have some REAL fun with it, and just start throwing it around. I like slaming my arm on the bed when it's like that...or hitting myself with it. Then slowly, the tingling begins. Ahhh...the blessed tingling. It let's you know that, yes, you still have an arm and that, yes, you will still have an arm for quite some time. Still, it's exciting for those couple of minutes.
I thought to myself this morning, "Ya know, I wonder if people ever thank God for the small blessings in their lives? I know I do! But when I really think about it, none of the blessings God has blessed me with are small. He's given me nothing but wonderfully huge blessings. Maybe I just think they're small because I know that God could and will do so much more by way of blessings in my life than I've already seen if I just believe for it. But really, in no way are the blessings I've recieved small."
I have to go up north on Saturday with Craig. We're helping my dad take the dock out of the water for the year. We'll probably only be there for a couple of hours, but it should be cool. He's going to bless me with gas money, so I'm excited about that. I think a lot of people have been prepared to give me gas money these past few weeks, because I've driven people everywhere. But for some reason, I've refused. It's really too bad, because that in itself was probably a blessing from the Lord...something I should have taken. But I didn't.
Well, time to get this day started.
So last night I stay up until about 1:30 in the morning reading. Now, you may ask yourself, "What was Liz reading? She had to of been cramming for a test or something." Nope. Nope. I was actually reading for pleasure. It's this phenominal book about bunnies. Ya know, even when I saw that there was a bunny on the cover, I never really thought that it would be ABOUT bunnies, but it is. It's so amazing, because I'm learning so much about bunny culture! They have an entire myth/legend/religious system, a form of government, and they are still really cute! It's been one of those books that has just been on my reading list for quite a while now, and Jessie remembered that and brought it up for me to read this year. So, I'm taking full advantage of that.
Since I stayed up reading, I fell asleep on the couch. Pretty comfortable for the most part, but I woke up with that horrible awful pain that you get sometimes in your calves. You know what I'm talking about...a charlie horse. Oh boy was it bad. There isn't much you can do to get rid of it either. You just have to move it around a whole bunch and bear the pain until it goes. It's strange, but I thought to myself this morning, "I kinda like dealing with this charlie horse. It's fun to see the pain eventually go away." For some reason, I somewhat enjoyed the charlie horse. But not nearly as much as I enjoy dead arm.
Have you ever had dead arm? It's that thing you get when you've been sleeping on your arm all night, or you've had it above your head, and when you wake up, you can't even feel your arm anymore. It's like you've lost a limb. You can see your arm there, but you don't feel the pillow, or the sheets, or anything on it. So then you can have some REAL fun with it, and just start throwing it around. I like slaming my arm on the bed when it's like that...or hitting myself with it. Then slowly, the tingling begins. Ahhh...the blessed tingling. It let's you know that, yes, you still have an arm and that, yes, you will still have an arm for quite some time. Still, it's exciting for those couple of minutes.
I thought to myself this morning, "Ya know, I wonder if people ever thank God for the small blessings in their lives? I know I do! But when I really think about it, none of the blessings God has blessed me with are small. He's given me nothing but wonderfully huge blessings. Maybe I just think they're small because I know that God could and will do so much more by way of blessings in my life than I've already seen if I just believe for it. But really, in no way are the blessings I've recieved small."
I have to go up north on Saturday with Craig. We're helping my dad take the dock out of the water for the year. We'll probably only be there for a couple of hours, but it should be cool. He's going to bless me with gas money, so I'm excited about that. I think a lot of people have been prepared to give me gas money these past few weeks, because I've driven people everywhere. But for some reason, I've refused. It's really too bad, because that in itself was probably a blessing from the Lord...something I should have taken. But I didn't.
Well, time to get this day started.