Ten Years

A few months ago I started having horrible dreams about Jameson's death. I think my subconscious was thinking about how the 10 year anniversary was coming up. One morning after waking from one of them, the Lord gave me first two lines of this poem and a concept. Though we've been suffering on earth without him for 10 years, Jameson has been in Glory with Jesus for 10 years. 

Yesterday, I sat down and wrote the rest of the poem in about 10 minutes. There's a ton I could do to tweak it and alter it, but I want to leave it in its "natural" state. I called my Dad and Grandma to read it to them and it made Gram cry so I figured I would leave it as is. Here it is: 

Ten Years

10 years of sorrow

10 years of pain 

10 years of sadness

10 years of rain

Our lives changed on that day

Never the same

This world's tragic loss 

was Heaven's sweet gain

Jamo's with Jesus

Wouldn't come back again

He's had

10 years of joy

10 years above 

10 years of worship

10 years of love

10 years are gone

So much has changed

We all often wonder 

Where he'd be today

We may always ask why

We may never understand

But we know he's safe

In his Lord's precious hands

        -S.Seger

 

 

God bless Jamo's family today and always. Love them! 

 

Florida Update

It's been a little crazy around here the last few months! I'm still planning on moving, but the "when" has been up in the air.

A couple of months ago, we found the most awesome pastor for our church. (Pastor VanDussen resigned in September.) Pastor Unger and his family (minus the twins) came to visit last month and it was the most fun weekend! I just love his girls and wife, and his preaching is on POINT. They are moving here this Saturday and we are all SO EXCITED! Their arrival and involvement in our church would be the only thing that would hold me back from leaving. They have really made me second guess my choice!

BUT don't get your hopes up. My "real" job is SO SLOW. I feel like I'm losing knowledge from not using it and I don't want to waste my education. So I've decided that I must leave this job no matter what. After some thinking and praying, I believe the best choice for me financially is to do the travel therapy job. (Please see my previous post for a full explanation as to what that is.) Last week I had a recruiter tell me to give up my Florida dream and go to Texas. I was pretty upset and criiiied for a day. Then I thought about it and figured if the Lord wants me to go to Texas, then I'll go. My daddy wasn't too happy about it. He is afraid I'll be raped and/or murdered, but that could happen anywhere! Even Traverse City. Our cousins/neighbors lived in Houston for 25 years, so they talked to me about it and explained where would be the safest and best places to live, which was VERY helpful, because I don't know a thing about Texas!

My heart is still set on Florida though. I think with Uncle Aaron being there I would feel so much safer. And the ocean trumps ALL! In the meantime, I started working at the Mini Mart again. I LOVE IT! I was employed there for 3 years in college, and haven't worked there in over 4 years. It's all coming back to me though, haha!

The same lady that told me to give up the Florida dream last Thursday called me yesterday and told me about a 13 week travel job near Daytona Beach. It's home health, which I have no experience in, so I doubt I will get it. Ya never know though! I would like to try home health. Over 100 people applied she said, so it will be a few days before we hear anything.

So for now, I'm just waiting. Waiting, waiting, waiting, the story of my life!

Just wanted to update y'all. Merry Christmas, and remember to honor the true reason for the season!

*~Psalm 27:14~*