What Occupies

I think about my girls quite a bit. They occupy many of my daily thoughts. What they are doing, what I have not done for them, how special they are, how special they don't THINK they are, what they will be like next year, what they were like 10 years ago, and about what I need to do to make their lives better.

I think about work a good bit. What we must do to survive, my brainiac co-workers who I am in awe of, the ones that drive me nuts, the ones that I can laugh with, and I think about problems I need to solve in code. I admit that sometimes I like to mull a problem over in my mind for good while before I realize what I need to do. I like mulling.

I think about my parents. I think about their age, and how I will be there one day, how they are not believers, how I may not see them become believers (and how I might), how they raised me and did the best they could.

I think about my sisters. They are so different from me, yet they are like me in many ways.

I think about my church. I am so at home there, and it is such a family, yet I also at times I feel left out and alone, and I think about how all of us members must feel that way occasionally, and I think about how I love the men and women that I learn from there.

I think about my friends. I think about the ones that were in my life for a season, the ones that I rely on, the ones that I miss, the ones that I want to just visit with, the ones that I would go dancing with, the ones that make me laugh. I have such amazing friends.

I think about my marriage. I think about how lucky I was to have it and how things are ok now.

I think about my future marriage. I await it with great expectations even though I haven't dated since my divorce. I still approach the throne of grace knowing that it will happen again someday.

I think about myself, my sin, my gifts, my faults, my life in 10 years, and my life 10 years ago. I am blessed.

These are the things I pray about.