Well, I was looking over my blog and I guess it’s kind of boring. But, this is my first attempt at this blogging thing and I don’t spend as much time on it as I’d like to. My mom went to the hospital today; she had another seizure. I keep wondering if there is some natural remedy for seizures that could replace the Keppra. They don’t come often, but when they do, I find myself emotionally drained and not much use to anyone.
So, I wanted to revisit the purpose of my blog, which was to post about how I can love my family through service. I really do so much for them, and I try to have a pure heart about it. That is probably one of the biggest challenges of service. Here are some people I serve:
My Bible students
Random people I witness to in the ministry
People from my congregation
That is a good summary. So . . . immediate family, spiritual family, acquaintances from work, strangers on the street. Of these, the most important ones to me are my husband and my mother. I appreciate the opportunity to serve them both, but sometimes I just want to run away. Or to yell at them. Sometimes I want to move out. Does that make me a hypocrite?