Hold on to your pants, that’s right I am writing two posts in one night. My nerdy (although hot) husband is rubbing off on me.

We have watched hours, and I mean hours of Olympics. Especially since I was sick this week and that’s all I did was lay on the couch. You must know that I love the Olympics and enjoy watching all of it. But I have to say, people who do the winter Olympics are for the most part just insane. I mean really, who wakes up and says to themselves “I am going to do the luge, or bobsled, or better yet, the skeleton today”?! I don’t know why anyone wants to pummel their body at 90 miles an hour down an ice slide of death. Then there’s the slalom skiing. I don’t know why anyone wants to fly on skies toward a pole that slaps them over and over again down the hill. Looks fun to me. Another favorite is the ski jumping. Although impressive, nothing in me wants to hurl my body off of a huge ramp, twirl in the air and then like so many of them do, “back slap” on the landing as they called it to give myself a nice migraine and back ache. Then there’s the Nordic combined events where they ski, shoot arrows, and just look like they want to die when they are done. And then there’s the ice dancing, I know they are talented but they wear some crazy outfits and the brother/sister duo was just too much for me. My favorite to watch, for real, are the men speed skaters and the womens ice skating. Pure goodness. All that to say, I think the Winter Olympics are full of insane athletes who love pain and the adrenaline rush and I just can’t seem to take my eyes off of it.

This has been a brutal week around our house. I got a nasty case of the flu on Monday and just today have felt good enough to engage in life. It’s not how anyone wants to spend a week. My husband has been such a trooper and took care of Jenna and I so well while trying to get a little work done in between his care taking. I’m thankful all the time for the man the Lord has blessed me with.

I was also reminded how blessed I am with good health. I really felt like dying on Monday night but reality was that it would pass relatively quickly and that’s not the reality for some of our friends right now. We have a friend who is soon going to be with the Lord as a result of colon cancer. He’s only 28 and has two small kids and a beautiful wife. We have another friend who has a liver disease and without a miracle of complete healing or a liver transplant will also die much sooner than seems right.  So I guess all in all this week has been a week of reminding me to be thankful and praying for my friends who are suffering much more than I am with the flu.

Most of you who will read this already know me and what’s going on in our life but in case for some freakish (like you somehow stumbled on this) reason you don’t know I’ll fill you in a little.

We are in transition right now getting ready to leave the place we have called home for 9 years together, and longer for Matt, to move to Portland, OR. Maybe another time I’ll share about how the Lord led us to do that. So basically we’ve wrapped up our time here at MSU on campus and now we are totally ready to go and move forward with what God is calling us to in Portland. There’s only one problem, we own a house. We are praying for a miracle that it will sell and we can move forward. I don’t know about you, but I’m not very good at waiting. Most days surprisingly I have had overwhelming peace from the Lord and some days I have moments of sheer terror.

This article from the Catalyst blog this week was perfectly timed for me to read. Maybe you can relate to it to. Enjoy.