Manic Monday: Well Done, Good and Faithful Servant

It is a short week for me this week. I only have Maggie for the first 3 days. Then this coming weekend we are going camping. My Mom asked me if I had planned the menu yet. This just goes to show you that I am the organizational freak of the family. I love planning, making lists, labelling things, etc. I could be a professional organizer. I could be Monica from "Friends"!

Maggie is walking up a storm right now. Needless to say, she needed to have a morning nap at 9:00 this morning. She was so tired from walking all over the place. I would rather her go down early, though so that she will have a bit of a nap before Daddy comes to get her at 3:00pm.

I was going to try and write some yesterday. Unfortunately I don't know where the story is going next. I just am dabbling with a story right now. Every once and awhile I will go back to it and write some more. Today I am feeling like a poem is coming, so I may have to crack open my Poetry notebook or a new journal I received and start crackin'.

Anyway, I hope that you are all enjoying your day whatever you are doing. And now...time for a Manic Monday. I believe that we will be going to heaven when we die, so the last question I have thought about a lot. Anyway, without furthur ado...

When and with whom was your first kiss?

I was 6 years old and I was playing house(does that one count?) and it was with my best friend at the time. He was the Dad and I was the Mom.

My first real kiss happened in elementary school with my first 'boyfriend' in grade 5. Behind the dumpster on the playground.

Do you believe that everything happens for a reason?

I believe that we make choices and because of those choices certain things happen. God gave us free will, to make the choices we make. He knows what we will do, but He still lets us decide. Then He uses what we choose for His glory. If we are in tune with God and His Word, than the choice that He would like us to make (I'm talking BIG decisions) will become more clear. (Like when I heard God whisper in my heart that Jonathan was the one I was going to marry!) This is getting to be like a theological lesson. Sorry. I have no idea if this answered the question or not.

What would you like to hear God say when you arrive at the Pearly Gates?

"Well done, good and faithful servant!" "Welcome home my daughter. I loved you before you were ever born and am so glad to have you here." At which point He will embrace me with a huge hug!! That is what I want!!