If you know me, I hope and pray you know me this way,
I AM NOT A WALLOWER.
I have my moments of depression but a long time ago I decided there was no time in life for wallowing. It’s not Biblical, it’s not productive. I chose to praise God DURING a miscarriage and while my son laid in a P.I.C.U. bed at 11 days old. It is VERY RARE for me to go more than a few hours feeling despondent over any circumstance no matter how bad a part of my life is SUCKING at the moment. After a good cry, rant or downright tantrum I pull myself up by my bootstraps, rebuke the devourer, make lemons into lemonade, whatever you want to call it and more often then not I will scream at “life” in my best Lieutenant Dan* voice,
“IS THAT ALL YOU’VE GOT!!!!?????”
Sometimes I will even throw in a little Fletcher Reede* and yell,
“HIT ME AGAIN IKE, AND THIS TIME PUT SOME STANK ON IT!”
That’s just the way I roll.
But darned if that seems effective lately. Can I whine about money for a moment?
PRAISE GOD we “found” Dave Ramesy last year, praise GOD since doing so we have not gone ONE PENNY into debt! But darned if that seems to be making a difference!!!! Our health insurance has DOUBLED in the last 365 days – we are pushing close to a thousand dollars here people – I mean WHAT THE HELL IS UP WITH THAT???
And to heat this house???? We did not turn the heat on here until December 7th and I just got off the pay bill website to pay old man Nicor and after I clicked “Submit Payment” Joel said, “SHUT IT DOWN!”
That’s right family, you thought it was cold in this old house at 62 degrees? Better bring an extra pair of socks and a bearskin. We’d rather have groceries thank you very much!
So, there is some (“shift”) work now, we are not out buying new clothes on the weekends and if I want a bottle of wine the MAXIMUM is a $9 bottle – most of the time it’s $5.99, I started shopping at Costco, EVEN ALDI for pete’s sake, but alas there is STILL not enough money around here
AND IF I HEAR HILLARY OR EVEN WORSE OBAMA TALK ABOUT HOPE FOR AMERICAN WORKING FAMILIES I AM GOING TO BARF!!!
Any financial stress we are having is just that- stress WE are having. We are not victims. We could have have made better choices over the years even if in many cases we “did not know better” (and what a crock of poop that expression is – only a moron spends money he does not have and people, we were morons!) I will NEVER rely on Washington to bale me out and I will NEVER look to them to be the fixer of my problems.
God’s Word says the diligent hand knows know lack! And if there is one thing my husband is (and there is MORE) it’s diligent!
We will not crumble. Ten thousand may fall by my side but my hope is in the Lord. If children are a blessing from God then he is going to provide a way for us to provide for them. I will walk by faith and not by my checkbook balance.
Every job we have every gotten has been gift from God. Our home is a gift from God. That we were born in America – LAND OF MOTHER LOVIN‘ OPPORTUNITY is a gift from God and I think I’ve got a money making idea in the cooker that just might be a gift from God (and my mother) and while I am fighting tooth and nail I will stand on His word and scream at “Life” in my best Lieutenant Dan voice…
“IS THAT ALL YOU’ GOT?????!!!!!!”
*Lieutenant Dan screams “Is that all you got?” at God during the shrimp boat storm in Forrest Gump and Fletcher Reede is Jim Carry’s character in “Liar, Liar”