super

i had an unfortunate run in with a scale at the doctor's office this week that led me to decide late saturday night that my diet should start sunday. superbowl sunday. the super bowl sunday when our life group is gathered and our countertop is overflowing with treats divine. needless to say, my superbowl diet was a super FAIL. but the time with our friends was super fun. and fergie's bedazzled football uniform outfit was super cool.

speaking of the excessive use of the word super, did anyone see the "what not to wear" episode with the flight attendant with the caked on make-up who kept describing her garish wardrobe as "super cute"? emmie and i thoroughly enjoyed it and can't stop mimicking her. try it, you'll like it.

also included in the weekend was a super celebration of my nephew tim's birthday...

and now we have another birthday to get ready for. a little lady who is genuinely "super cute" and almost TWO...

which is super hard for this momma to believe.

but not everything about my weekend was super. there are some things in life that are just not bloggable, but are so deeply woven into your heart that you have to blog that you can't blog about them. that was my friday. a night that i stood on holy ground. a night that i saw and heard and felt god in deeply beautiful, yet painful ways. i texted bill about the experience, "when i doubt god, i will remember this night because he showed me that he is real."

to my friday friends, you know you are: i am believing god with you and for you. because of you, i am more convinced than ever that he is real.

so much in this life is anything but super. i wish the hardest things in life were things trivial things like failing a diet. but when you see god in the midst of pain and fear and darkness, you may not find "super", but you may find peace and hope. and even all the money that went into the superbowl, can't buy that.