Lands of Spiritual Death.

When I was fresh out of high school, I wanted to be an EMT. I had looked into college classes for it, different programs, even how it would work financially. That dream was short lived. When I was a freshman in my first semester, I worked at a clubhouse in Destin. While I was working alone one night, a dearly loved older gentleman had a heart attack in the bathroom and passed away. I did my duty and called 911 when he was found, did CPR till EMTS arrived, everything I was supposed to do. ONce the chaos died down, I broke down. It was then I realized being an EMT wasn’t for me. I didn’t have the strength to see death daily. It broke me.  

I realized even without going into a profession where death is a daily enemy, I face death everyday, only I face spiritual death. Everywhere I look, there is spiritual death lingering around every corner. It is truly heart wrenching. Even though who have been saved are prone to revisit the lands of spiritual death again. I know Ive visited a few times and every time Ive come running back to life, Thankful that I no longer need to wonder around searching.

I spend a lot of my prayer time praying that everyone be saved from spiritual death. That everyone can b alive physically, mentally, emotionally and spiritually. Its a battle but With God leading the troops, I think its a battle well worth it. 

Relationships.

Today, when I was talking to one of my friends, the subject of “prosperous relationships” came up. I had to stop and ask her what she saw as a prosperous relationship. She went on to say a relationship that still works after many years is prosperous. I had to stop her and give her my opinion on the subject and that is what I will be sharing with you all tonight. 
To me, a prosperous relationship is not only a lasting relationship, but one that betters each person involved. Sure, some relationships last a long time, but that doesnt mean that they are bettering the people involved. A relationship has to do more than just “work”, it needs to be a light to others around you. 

When I think of prosperous relationships, I immediately think of my Grandpa and Granny Low. Those are my mothers parents. THAT is a relationship that I would strive daily to have. The way that these two people love each other is truly a testament to their faith not only in each other but in the Lord. What really gets me is how proud they are of each others acheivements. The way my Granny talks about my Grandpas work and hobbies. The way my Grandpa shares pictures of my Grannies flowers. That is love. Not many men I know will sit and stare at pictures of flowers for hours just because the woman they love grew them. 

The pride they have in each other is astounding to me. The love is overabundant in that house. It flows to anyone who is near. Now THAT is what I call a prosperous relationship. 

Music.

My child loves music. He has shown an interest in it as soon as a few months old. He’d stop everything he was doing, every noise he was making to listen to it. At about 11 months, he would sing along. No words, but if the music went, he’d make sure he made sing-song noises with it!
Right now, he is just 13 months old. Too young to sit through movies, too young to understand lyrics and melodies and harmonizing, but if I choose just the right musical, he will sit down and watch the entire thing. Tonight, we watched Annie together. He didn’t understand most of what was being said. He didn’t understand that this was a somewhat scary and sad movie for young kids. All he understood was that people were making that magnificent sound come out of their mouths and he watched with a smile on his face during every song.
He’d make noise right along with them, all sing-song and innocent.
He may not understand too much yet, but that boy sure does understand that music is a gift from God that is NOT to be taken lightly.

My absence.

For quite some time now, I’ve avoided blogging. Well, not avoided but more along the lines of completely forgotten. Can you blame me? Look at these two boys. They are my world and they definitely know how to keep me running around like a nut-crazed squirrel without and nuts.

ADP

Us Tuttle kids seems to have what my psychology book would refer to as an “addictive personality disorder”. I call it pizaz.
I know we can all listen to a cd daily for weeks on end before were even slightly sick of it. I know we can watch movies over and over till our parents wanted to hide them from us.
Hope and I both have the entire LOTR trilogy memorizes. Its impressive.
Tonight, I started playing Hanging With Friends. I havent put down my phone in almost 4 hours. Everyone I was playing with has now retired for the night and I cant sleep due to the obsession I now have to this game. I was playing it on my phone, in bed. The Mr. Wasnt too happy, but hey, its in my genes.

I love my kid. And all of my relatives (blood, in-laws, and honorary) love him too. People in general ogle over him and tell me how adorable he is and how they want to take him home with them (which is not comforting from a large toothless lady in wal-mart who looks like if she REALLY wanted him, she could easily overpower me and take him).

I mean seriously, just look at him.

Yeah, I suck my fingers like both my parents did. So what?

 

Look at me! I'm adorable!

 

 

Today, many of my friends started yet another semester of college. One of which, is taking a “military boot camp” class.  This gave me a little motivation to get back into shape myself. I pushed myself hard today, doing rounds of 15 situps, 10 pushups, 25 jumping jack over and over till I totaled 200 jumping jacks, 125 situps and 100 pushups. My entire body now feels like rubber and I’ve lost any motivation i started said workout with. Its not the same when there isnt anyone yelling at me to keep going everyday.