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My husband calls this journal the "warts and all version." Here's some more..... As a child, i was expected to be the first among my friends to get married and have children. As a child, i planned to have many children and to marry and start having them by age 20. When i was in college, i planned to be a great teacher and have a career and be successful--or move to Germany and be a missionary working with a church in former East Germany (but that part was before we decided for sure to get married). Anyway, the point is that lots of things change. This is a particularly "warty" entry because i don't talk about this stuff much. But i was going through my journal the other day and found myself horribly disturbed by the overwhelming concentration on a desire to have children. Like i said, i've always planned to have lots of kids and never even considered anything that would hinder that. When i was nineteen, James and i were planning to get marrie

When we moved into our house (no money down), it happened at almost the same time that someone else sold us a car (no money down). It was incredible! The Buick LeSabre we had gotten from my parents was pretty much at its end, and we needed something else...and somebody james worked with for a little while sold it to us with a payment agreement which would total $1500.00. We were very impressed with God's provision for us. I can't remember the dates exactly...i think (if i remember correctly) that we had one payment left to pay off our car. It was a beige/off white color oldsmobile 1998. We liked it, and it got us where we were going. 8).......and it didn't have a busted fender like the buick. 8) If i have my time lines lined up correctly, James was beginning to try to yield to the Lord again, and things were going pretty well. Well, anyway, our habit was that James would drop me off at the courthouse for work and pick me up in the evening. One morning, as we were merril

****if this is your first read, be sure to start at the beginning of the story....called "it's a good life"****** also, check in at the c-box to your left if you don't want to post....it's just fun to see who has been here. 8) thanks now back to the story. a home group is an incredible thing. i've never been a part of one before, but i don't know what i would do without them now. for me it became almost a therapy group for a while. this is the place i would go to spill whatever beans i had been holding in all day..or all week. it's also the place you go to get a really very much needed hug and possibly to be held while you cry....it's the place where you talk about things you don't talk about anywhere else, and it's the place where you feel safe. i guess you could say, i got hooked! 8) ok, so--things are good, right? we're both gainfully employed (meaning if we keep the budget, we can pay our bills). we have this great little house. i