I wonder why I never went back to my childhood church after I returned to South Africa
I wonder why I never told the first boy that said he loved me that I loved him back.
I wonder why I never remember to close the microwave door after using it.
I wonder why I never can go to sleep without a glass of water next to my bed.
OK, your turn.
I wonder why I never find it easy to believe nice things people say about me
I wonder why I never forgot my kindergarten teacher’s name (Mrs. Roosman)
I wonder why I never like to see drawers and cabinets partly open
I wonder why I never wonder whether God is there… I simply know!
I wonder why I’m the only person in our house whom our cats like yet at the same time I’m the only person in our house who doesn’t really give a flying flip that they do.
I wonder why I never even notice that I’m stacking stuff on every flat surface in our house until the stacks are completely out of control.
I wonder why I was okay with being done with four kids after #4 was born, but here we are six years later and I’m suddenly not okay with that anymore…
I wonder why I never like talking in absolutes like this and have a hard time coming up with them.
I wonder why I never realized how much i love teaching until recently.
I wonder why I never saw it coming.
I wonder why I never wrote regularly (beyond journals) until my husband was deployed.
I wonder why I never go surfing even though I live in Hawaii!
I wonder why I never empty the dish-drying rack until it is so full of dishes that cups are overflowing and falling onto the floor.
i wonder why i never had more kids (then i look at the 15 year old baby and understand :O)
i wonder why i never told my grammie how much like her i am, and how proud of that i am.
i wonder why i never drive through the old neighborhood when i’m in the area.
i wonder why i never waited until i was married.
i wonder why i never jumped out of an airplane.
I wonder why its hard for me to accept where God has planted me at times.
I wonder why I long for things I’ve never had.
I wonder why I decided to start running races now and not sooner.
I wonder why I never call my friends when I’m thinking of them.
I wonder why I never want to go to bed at night…no matter how tired I am.
I wonder why I never let people help me.
I wonder why I am so hard on myself, but so gracious and understanding with others.
I wonder why I don’t consider myself a writer…even though I thoughtfully blog.
I wonder why I always compare myself to others.
I wonder why I think..AFTER I open my big mouth.
I wonder why I can’t be 100% sure that I don’t want another baby.
I wonder why my cats think I am their pillow.
I wonder if my son will always sleep this much (please, please, yes.).
I wonder if I will ever find my missing camera (2 weeks) or my missing coat that I only wore once (months).
one more I just thought of…
I wonder why my friends say they never have time to read my blog, but they spend hours on facebook and check it religiously.
I wonder why I have always misplaced my keys since I was old enough to carry keys?
I wonder why I am not a phone person?
I wonder why I keep trying to forge a good relationship with my SIL who doesn’t seem that interested?
I wonder why I can write easily on my blog but have a tough time writing with pen & paper?
I wonder why I love spending time alone.
I wonder why I let people get under my skin.
I wonder what it would be like to love as Christ loves.
I wonder where all of my school pride came from.
I wonder why I never bother to wear my hair down or put on makeup.
I wonder why I never think things through before I open my mouth.
I wonder why I never buy cute pajamas anymore.
I wonder why I never can shrug irritation off the way I’d really like to.
I wonder why I never feared flying in an airplane until after I had a kid?
I wonder why I never can seem to find a girlfriend who is just as interested in nurturing a friendship as I am. It makes me feel like I’m overbearing, when all I really want is a friend. Ya know?
Ahem. Sorry, got sidetracked there.
{I love it when you do these kind of posts…}
I wonder why I never…go to sleep at a decent hour.
I wonder why I never…go more than a few hours without checking my email anymore.
I wonder why I never…trust first.
I wonder why I never…pray as hard until things are bad. (ouch)
I wonder why I never…put Him first ALL the time.
I wonder why I never untie my shoes before I take them off…
I wonder why I never finished college…
I wonder why I never go a day without checking facebook…
I wonder why I never finish a book I start within the first month of starting it…
I wonder why I never think to put shoes on BEFORE I step outside…
OK, the water thing… such an issue. Not to mention the fact that my coasters do no good. They are cute lil tiles that do nothing to absorb water. They just look cute. So then you add paper towels under it right? Defeats the cute. Oh, but here’s the best part… they stick to the glasses and sometimes break. So, I guess I should say, I wonder why I can’t find good, cute, and practical coasters.
I wonder why I never fold the laundry as soon as it comes out of the dryer.
I wonder why I never thought I’d move back to Venice again.
I wonder why I never trust in the Lord; wholly, completely, fully.
I wonder why I never feel like I’m truly talented at writing.
I wonder why I never go for my dreams with reckless abandon.
The laundry. Oh, I wonder why I never do it, why I never fold it, why I never put it away all. the. time. The laundry defeats me. I have had to fly the white flag of surrender!
I wonder why I still struggle with trusting that God is good… no matter the circumstances, no matter my past history with Him, no matter what’s to come.