Married Life is Awesome.

Friends, Hello.

So I got to experience this tonight.  I felt like I was 6 years old...and I found a sexy beast behind it. Was pretty amazing.

I also walked in to Circle K barefoot and the attendant was not to happy with that.  Apparently Circle K is a highly sophisticated establishment.

I mean, I completely understand...she was just concerned that my bare feet would be extremely unsanitary, and that upon contact, her floor may become a hazard, despite the single hotdog, mustard, ICEE, toilet paper and used bandaids creeping around.

 I told Mercedes that this is our next vehicle. Super excited about it. She'll be the hottest, new mom on the block in Danville, KY.

Two incidents with food this week...snow cone and a Kit-Kat.  Both left me completely confused.  Here they are:

Got a snow cone.

Me: "Can I have a spoon?"

Employee: "Your straw is a spoon."

Almost as good as a spork.  It's like the guy who came up with these, got with the guy who made the spork and thought, "How else can we confuse people and make their lives more difficult?" 

But who doesn't like eating your snow cone in bites the size of a tooth, forcing you to eat like maniac to beat melting.

Went to dinner.  Came out to our car.  Some one was generous enough to leave me and my wife a Kit-Kat for dessert.  Crazy that they knew we didn't even eat dessert yet.

Needless to say, it was the first time I actually considered licking a candy bar off my wind shield. 

People are awesome.

So apparently in Israel they don't have a need to remove stones from the street, obviously interfering with traffic.

Just put a stop sign up and you are good to go...this stone must be extremely heavy, being the size of a football and all. I would rather hit it with my car to.  Who wouldn't?

Today I found myself contemplating two things: If I could do anything in the world, what would it be? 

What is love?

(Two completely different questions, I know, but it was early in the morning and I hadn't had my daily intake of iced mocha).

If I could be anything...if I could be anything. I can honestly say that I am doing exactly what I want to do. And tomorrow that could change and that is perfectly fine.  We are told time and time again as we grow to figure out what we want to do and do it.  We are told to find a career, pick that degree path in college, and do that. And then we assume that is what we are meant to do.  That is the career we are suppose to have forever.  I tend to disagree.

Why you might ask? Because.  Its stable, its normal, its what people expect of us.  But since when is being normal something to strive for.  Since when is being stable and comfortable a virtue to have.  I'd say that I would rather be unsure of tomorrow, wildly different and abnormal compared to everyone else on the planet.

There is whole world out there waiting to be conquered...dreams waiting to be caught.  Explore.  Change your major a million times.  Find what you love and enjoy the ride that God has given you.

Love.  An overused term.  Thrown around and abused.  Found in all the wrong places.  We all love someone in our lives...our wife, our children, family, co-workers, pets, and the list goes on and on.  As of recently, I have found love in my wife.  A love I can not explain and only hope that everyone has the opportunity to experience the love a marriage can bring.  But I made a mistake, I looked to my wife to give me all the love I need.  I looked to her for all of my happiness.  I figured all of my problems in those areas would be cured, by her.

In reality I was searching in all the wrong persons.  Putting the pressure on someone who does not deserve it.  Matthew 11:29 says, "Take my yoke upon you, and learn from me, for I am gentle and lowly in heart, and you will find rest for your souls." No one can ever fill you up enough.  No one can ever make you happy enough.  No one can ever love you enough.  Only one can. Jesus.  We will constantly expect others to make us happy, and when they don't, we become upset; distraught.  Looking to Christ to fill us up, and Him alone, we allow us to see that no one has the power to do so.  And only then will we truly find happiness and love in those around us.  

It amazes me day after day how I am reminded of this...i just recently had my laptop fixed.  Thought I would never receive any of my pictures again.  And for some reason the water never reached my hard drive and...

Viola...french for "there you go".  God pulled this magnificent picture up right as I started skimming through pictures.  This girl is 12...abandoned by her mother, and left to defend, provide, and care for her younger sister.  No child should never have this unbearable weight placed upon her shoulders.

And what do I learn from this? Her burden was not heavy.  God has taken it.  She is finding hope and love and happiness in something far bigger then this world.  She is 12...and though you do not see it here, I remember seeing one of the biggest smiles I have ever seen on this girl.  I still get chills.  The strength, courage, determination; something I wish I had at times.

Love; its more then just some word thrown around.  Its more then just a feeling we get.  

And yes I will continue to brag.

My wife is AWESOME.  And I mean the best person alive. She's a boss.

Why?  Ill tell you.

#1: She packs a pharmacy every time we travel.  It's like a Walgreens/Salon in our suitcase.

#2: Everytime she packs, it's like she is packing for a small family.

#3: She doesn't mind talking about poop, or farts.

#4: She sleeps with her mouth wide open, and then I get to wake up staring right into it.

#5: She has great vocabulary....

#6: She is gorgeous.

#7: Her laugh is contagious.

#8: I find joy in her presence, even when she is yelling at me.

#9: She picks me up everyday.

#10: She is the love of my life, and I can not wait to wake up every morning for the rest of my life, staring into the mouth of the most gracious, forgiving, loving woman that I have ever had the privilege of knowing.

I find it very difficult to hang up my wives shirts and fold her laundry...not only are the shirts as thin as napkins and abnormally shaped compared to normal T-shirts that I assumed everyone wore, but her clothes look 10 times smaller then mine. 

We have yet to buy a dresser as a married couple.  Its gotten to the point where my wife has to store her socks in Ziploc bags.  Maybe it will be the next cool thing to do.  Huge Ziploc bags that you store all clothes in. I could get used to that.

Until next time.

-JTD-