I am an emotive person. I usually don't mean to be. I understand that I have the right to react to information and sentiment. This is when I show a lot of emotion but then I process the information logically and I can usually keep on with my life. I'll give you an example. I drink addictively, Kroger's Cranberry Lime Seltzer. If someone were to tell me that they are not making it any more, then my reaction would be something like, "What? No!!! How could they do this to me? I don't even drink soda! Don't they understand my need for this delicious and sparkling soda substitute!!! Why!!" Through tears and screams I would yell this probably at the top of my lungs. Then I would process it and move on to Black Cherry.
Then there are times that you are processing stuff and more stuff happens so you end up like a slow computer with too many tabs open. You all know what I'm talking about. Stop playing! Well, the children and I have been living and subsisting. I have gotten out there to see what it is that is out there. We are looking at who we are right now and more than anything, we are processing information. I think we are trying to decide who we are and what we want. This is what I have surmised thus far. The Millers are... figuring out who we are. But no matter what, I think we can say for certain that we will serve the Lord. Joshua 24:15 says, "And if it seems evil to you to serve the Lord, choose for yourselves this day whom you will serve, whether the gods which your fathers served that were on the other side of the River, or the gods of the Amorites, in whose land you dwell. BUT AS FOR ME AND MY HOUSE, WE WILL SERVE THE LORD."
We are a family. We are a family that loves eggs and milk but don't eat a lot of bread. We are a family that supports one another. We are a family that goes to church and worships God together. We are a family that likes road trips and listening to songs on the radio. We are a family that likes to give hugs and stay up late watching television and fooling around. We are a family that sleeps in and has pets. We hold ourselves accountable and we are honest and a little messy. I watch my babies as they grow up. I imagine sitting in my living room with my grandchildren wishing for a little peace and quiet already. Just kidding!!! I imagine laughter and hugs that are so tight there is no doubt that we have love. I imagine days of being grateful for what the Lord has done for us. I imagine days remembering but not worshiping our sweet James who has gone home ahead of us and who we know will be waiting when we get there. We are processing and becoming. My prayer is that we be who God wants us to be.