March Madness...cont.

Our house goes on the market tonight! Any second now, I should be able to get online and see our house listed with it's mls #. It is so bittersweet! I was telling a friend at church this evening that the girls emotions have been up and down about us selling our house. She mentioned that my emotions were probably a roller coaster as well. She was so right! I cried after our new flooring went in last week. It is so nice; but it is not for us to enjoy. It's just for us to clean until our house sells- boo hoo. I think that the girls and I will be in much higher spirits once we find our new digs, though. I hope so anyway.

A new crazy dilemma happened on Tuesday. A sweet neighbor of ours rear-ended our van while I was on my way to drop the girls off at school. The girls were in the car and cried quite a bit when it happened, but they were buckled in tight and I think they were more scared than anything. I went to an urgent care facility to get myself checked out and hear the baby's heart beat to make sure everything was okay. I considered taking the girls in too, but every time I asked them if anything hurt, they would tell me that they had no aches or pains. My neck is still soar today from some whiplash, but other than that, all is well with me and the baby. My boss and other co-workers encouraged me to go home after my urgent care visit on Tuesday and rest. I am glad to say that I took their advice. I feel terrible to miss work-- I still love my job, but I needed the rest. Moving, being pregnant, and adjusting to Dave's longer work hours has certainly taken it's toll on me. Plus, our regular Monday and Friday babysitter quit in January. So every week, we are concerned about finding a safe, well-adjusted place for the girls to be. We can't really commit to anything because we will be moving soon, but finding temporary, affordable, trustworthy child care is liking trying to find a needle in a haystack. All of those things with a car wreck on top of it adds up to just plain stressful. But, God continues to pull us through!



 Switching gears:

Something else I've been meaning to blog about lately is that about two weeks ago, I got to be a part of leading worship at Houston's First's Celebrate Recovery program. It was definitely an honor to get to hear several testimonies of how God delivered people of their "hurts, habits and hang-ups". --I also count it a privilege to get to serve beside the wonderful group of singing people that are in our group.

I was in the front row, at the very far left. (I'm not pictured here.)

(I was either cut-out, or singing my lead song. Either way, you get to see the group in the shot)


I got to lead a beautiful song: "In Christ Alone"


This pictures cracks me up because there is an optical illusion at play. When I first saw this picture, I thought, "I can't believe my shirt was so short! --I don't remember that." But my shirt actually isn't too short. That's just the music stand playing tricks on my eyes. Can you see what I mean?

Anyway, I guess I should end this rambling post. I need to go to sleep. I have to make sure the house is in tip top shape every morning until it sells. So extra work means getting up earlier. Yuck!

-Good night, world; sweet dreams! -Amber