being satisfied

So I am not doing too swell keeping up with this blog lately! Things have been quite busy as we’ve been getting ready for the baby and everything else that goes along with that. Jon has been studying hardcore for the GRE and I’ve been… being supportive!

I learned yet another lesson from Finn tonight… I mean, if my cat teaches me this much just think how much a real live human baby is going to teach me… scary! I usually try to feed Finn dinner about 8:30 at night, any earlier and he won’t make it through the night without meowing, any later and he’ll get really pitiful. So 8:30 it is! He’s gotten very used to this routine and now appears from wherever he has been napping or playing to stand by his food bowl and look up at me with his big eyes at about 7:30. So he’s an hour off… still pretty smart for a kitty don’t cha think? Tonight I told him, “one more hour, you’ve got to wait one more hour” and he did, very calmly and quietly and sweetly. Then at 8:30 I fed him. He took two bites of food and then jumped on the windowsill and started trying to eat the Wandering Jew.

I just don’t get it! He waited so patiently for his yummy Purina Indoor Cat Chow, and then… once it was there in front of him, went off after something else… the houseplant that has been sitting in that same window all day.

How often do I do that though? I wait, sometimes not even patiently, and when I finally get what I wanted (or thought I wanted) I start going after something different that I think I want more than what I just received!  *sigh* I long to be completely satisfied with all that I’ve been blessed with, but not satisfied enough to think that this earth is better than my heavenly home.


lessons from the cat

As may be obvious from the header… we have a cat. His name is Finn. Now that we’re expecting a baby I keep hearing how much we’ll learn about ourselves once the baby is here.  A bit intimidating… considering I feel like I’m already learning a lot about myself from the cat!

Take this morning for example.  Finn sat staring intently out the window. I could just see the wheels turning in his mind, his heart longing for the freedom of the great outdoors (he is strictly an indoor cat due to our living situation, which may come up in a future post).  But then I thought back to yesterday when Jon had started to carry him outside… and the cat went CRAZY! He’s terrified of being outside! We put him on a leash a few times and tried to walk him… disaster! He ran away from the ducks at the pond so fast he almost came out of his harness! But… I digress…

Finn’s (in my opinion obvious) longing for the outdoors and yet his overwhelming fear and dislike of the outdoors when he’s actually there is such a paradox… and incredibly telling of my own heart.  Too often I sit and wish and hope and wonder “what if,” but then when I really get there… it’s not really where I want to be.

I don’t want to be content with my life in the sense that I think this is all there is and it’s enough. No, I long for my heavenly home! But I do want to be content with where I am in life… and if that means sitting and looking out the window on a gray spring day like Finn does… I love it, it’s beautiful.

here we go

I hate first posts… it’s like writing the first sentence for a paper… or the first line of a letter when you don’t really know what to say. But it must be done, and once it’s done it can only get better from here. I’ve done the personal blogging thing for a while, but this is the first time that I thought I would try to give the real blogosphere a shot, we’ll see how it goes.

So what is this blog for? I intend to write about the everyday of everyday. Or, how I live one day at a time.  What can you expect other than the laundry and the dishes? I hope to post ideas I have on keeping my home, raising a kid (coming this summer), loving life and not being content to simply make mud pies when I have been promised a life of abundance for everyday. That’s what I’m living!