Enjoying Life

Since it is April 2010, I thought it would be a good time to update my blog:)
At least I am consistently inconsistent in maintaining my blog!

So, it's Good Friday and I have been thankful all day for Jesus' death on the cross.
I listened to quite a few traditional and contemporary songs regarding Christ's suffering and death.
Growing up Catholic in the "old days", Good Friday meant something.
Even though I lacked a real relationship with Christ, it was a serious day.
Sometimes we would go to church and walk around looking and meditating on the 14 Stations of the Cross.
They were beautiful.
I did wonder and feel sad that Jesus had to die.
I didn't like the way He was treated.
Then at home, between the hours of 12-3, Mom TRIED to keep us all quiet!!
We were many in number, so it didn't work perfectly, but it is something I do remember.
It was suppossed to remind us of Christ as He carried His own cross to Calvary to die.
Personally, for my young, impressionable mind, it was very good.
It made me very thankful that Jesus was so willing but He looked so sad and it made me very sad too.
I just didn't make the connection that He died for ME!!
I'm not sure why!

So many years later, I still have a thankful heart that at a young age I was given so many pictures of what Christianity is all about.

I love living my life for Jesus.
Why?
Because of what He did for me!!
This is one of my favorite contemporary songs of this season that still make my heart glad.

If you are truly seeking God but don't quite understand what a relationship with Christ is, write me.

Okay, so ONE of my very fun, dear to my heart daughters, is currently hanging out with me.
Yes, this is very, very fun.
We have our feet in "foot bubblers" that have relaxing scents, salts and oils in them.
We had a very fun time with the oldest male in the house before we decided to "foot bubble".
He was reading definitions of all different types of "phobias" to us from a source our family is not able to live without.
It is http://www.m-w.com/
I decided that tonight I have "ergophobia".
This is a fear of work.
That explains why our feet are soaking and the only parts moving on our bodies are our fingers typing.
Yes, we do have odd taste in things we like.
But don't be "phobic" about it; or you may just become a "phobophobic".
An excessive fear of acquiring a phobia!

Okay, feet are prunish, I'm outta here!