An Apology

Hello Friends!

I have been terrible about blogging lately. There are pages of blogs on gratitude swimming in my head between deontological ethics, Hebrew active participles and possessive female endings, Prophets Hebrew Bible style, and conversations on baptism that make me wonder why was it so important to me to have Lilia baptized and what is sin anyway. Can you sin if you don't know your action is sinful, apparently Calvin says yes, total depravity. I haven't studied that yet but I will.

It has been pretty crazy times lately and gratitude might be what is keeping me sane.
I am grateful for:
Finding the right Pediatrician.
Living in a community is very helpful and caring.
A roof over my head.
The chance to study.
The nights I get to sleep.
For friends who made us take a night out on our own.
I could go on for ever.


Basically gratitude is keeping me sane in the insanity of my first semester of seminary with a toddler.

Lately every time I sit down to write some sort of complaining or venting comes out. I have learned that this is not the place for that sort of writing. Writing is so therapeutic for me but my experience tells me that in this case keeping the words to myself is a much safer choice. Bear with me until I find words appropriate for this space? Please?


With Gratitude for your loyal reading,
Becca