Talk Is Sheep

Hello loyal reader. I’m sorry it’s been over a week. I usually try to add my thoughts to this blog thing at least once a week, but last week I ran into a bit of a snag.

Doctors like to call the snag I ran into appendicitis. It’s not a particularly fun snag, but for me it had it’s perks. Among the perks was the adventure of going to the emergency room for the first time, having my abdominal cavity opened for the first time, purposefully removing an organ for the first time, and sleeping over at a hospital for the first time (oh and great, funny stories to boot). Lot’s of firsts, all of which happened a couple of days before Sarah and I celebrated being married for 9 months. So it was kind of a bunch of firsts for both of us. And despite the fact that a trip to the hospital is never a good thing, I honestly enjoyed my time there and I learned a lot about Sarah’s love for me. That’s always a good thing.

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Dear Queen of Cyprus,

I’m sure you died a valiant death, like the little backyard warrior that you were. Sad to say the place of your death was not so honorable. But that’s ok, you died in peace. We’ll miss tripping over you as you lay on the oriental rug with four paws up and all your belly fat splayed out for the world to see. I’m sorry we didn’t stuff you, please forgive us. We were too shocked really to follow through with that. We’ll miss your food-induced dog like ways. I know that you really only followed us through the woods because you knew we’d feed you when we got back to the house. But that’s ok. It was fun having a cat who would actually come when you called. Thanks for all the mole-presents, mouse-presents, bird-presents, rabbit-presents and frog-presents. You were a hard worker and a proud hunter and I think mom’s the only one that didn’t appreciate your offerings (they grossed her out, she’s girly like that. I would have recommended a bouquet of flowers for her).  Thanks for the litter of kitties. Sorry that we killed one, it was an accident. I wish that you hadn’t gotten Tux killed out there somewhere in the woods, but I guess we deserved that. I’m sorry that creatures have to grow old, get fat, and meander around with arthritis. I’ll always remember you as the kitty who got stuck on top of the grandfather clock. Thanks for helping Clint and I get used to “stupid northern PA“. Enjoy the land of your fathers.

Lee

I think one of the hardest questions to ask and be asked in my marriage is what are three things I do that drive you crazy (with a negative connotation). It’s dificult on a lot of levels, but oh so necessary of an evil.

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I’m pretty sure that one thing I’m learning about marriage is that I say dumb things more often than not. I don’t mean the unitelligable jibberish that my friends have come to love me for. That’s pretty dumb stuff, but it’s mostly for entertainment. I’m talking about the really dumb stuff I say that hurts people, puts people off, and generally is less-than-poorly thought out.

In addition, I’m learning a lot about the characteristics of love. It’s very clear to me now after about 8 months (this thursday!) that one of the biggest takeaways from marriage is to gain an understanding of unconditional love. People learn love in different ways, from different people at different times in their lives. But from a biblical perspective, marriage teaches the participants unconditional love inwardly to their marriage and eventually forces it outwardly to ministry. (more…)