Peace Out

It’s been a while since I’ve blogged. I haven’t run any half-marathons (since January) or gone mountain biking yet this season, so I haven’t been able to blog about those things. The good news is my feet have healed and my new shoes are providing the support I needed. Work got better when I accepted the fact that “it is what it is” meaning the way things are run is the way they have always been run (at least under the current leadership) and won’t change. Since I cannot find a new opportunity, I’ve decided to make the best of it. Since I am really enjoying my IT Management and Strategy class this semester and learning a lot, I’m trying to use my newfound knowledge in my job.
Since our reaction to our circumstances plays a huge part to how “happy” we are, it’s been amazing how my anger has resided. I was convicted one morning, last Sunday in fact when I read how the Father reacts to His children not believing that He only wants to bless them (sure, He wants to grow them up, too). Unbelief in the goodness of the Lord is not a good thing. We can trust Him with our life. He proves it over and over.
My son-in-law is out at Fort Polk in Louisiana for a few weeks…I think Cayden is missing him. Though he is in the terrible two’s, he still seems to be acting out because he misses his daddy. I might be wrong but the kid is pretty smart and his dad was in the habit of putting him to bed every night. My daughter is a great mom; I got to peek in the other night as she was reading him a bedtime story. It’s so cool to hear him call her “mommy”. He sure loves his mother, like most kids.
It’s been a long winter. I think all of us here in the Denver Metropolitan area are ready for some consistently warm weather. I rode my motorbike to work this week and it was still only thirty-one degrees on the ride in. Brrrr, come ‘on spring, show your warm behind real soon.
I’ve been following the Nuggets all year. It’s funny, if it’s a late game start and I know I won’t be able to stay up and watch the whole game, I can usually tell by half time of they’re playing good enough to win the game. They’re so fun to watch, especially through fifty-one victories. I hope they win it all.
Well, as my kids would say, peace out.