Heidi G karlsson

Some nights sleep just doesn't come. It's been a long time, but this is one of those nights. Of course, the culprit is the brain. I have things ...people, ideas, questions, possibilities. . . on the brain. So up I get to try to exorcise some of these things out. I've been wondering (not about this particularly tonight, but the things I'm thinking about tonight are much too fresh to publicly reflect on so you will not be privy to those things.. heh heh) "where" we are supposed to live. I say "where" because it's the ideological "where" not the locality "where." Some people go to tons of Christian meetings. Church, prayer, outreach, special worship time, Bible study, small group, mom's group, worship practice, conference, special speaker, etc, etc, etc. I'm sort of a meeting-a-phobe. Let's say someone is a worship leader type. They could go from cool meeting to cool meeting leading worship, declaring powerful words, ...

And the belly grows. We saw the wee little one through a technological window for the first time last week.. Priceless. It made me almost crazy with excitement. After my husband had dropped me back off at home, I stared at the picture of our little person. I wanted to call everyone. I almost did. I sang to the baby, I cried to the baby.. The boys can't wait to teach the baby all sorts of things. I can't wait to watch our new little eyes on the world take everything in, and then look at me and be absolutely convinced (with no capacity for any other thought because experience has taught nothing other than this) that no matter what he or she sees, that this little soul is safe and secure and everything is going to be fine. A while back we went swimming. It's a little freeing and conspicuous feeling at the same time. Belly all sticking out. Two little kids in tow already ("wow that lady sure is gonna have her hands full....") Funny how I drop things, funny how I fo...