Death is not Excitement

I am disappointed in all the excitement over Osama Bin Laden's death.  I am glad there is one less terrorist running free plotting and planning terrorist attacks, but I think we are no longer old testament eye-for-an-eye Christians.  Could we have imprisoned him or something?  Could he have stood trial and then been executed (legally injected or something)?  He didn't get our government's fair trial-I know he isn't an American citizen, and I know he plotted the execution of so many people in the US.  This isn't overlooked (I cry for the loss of life, real humans doing their jobs, even just the ones responding to the crisis who didn't make it out)-I'm just amazed at the people purely thrilled by his death, and it's a little disturbing to be so proud over a loss of life, even as lowly as he was(n't) valued.

Jesus wouldn't have stomped his grave (or thrown him in the ocean to prevent a memorial and visitation) and been so proud, and I don't think He desires that attitude from us either.  Ok, off my soap box.

To change the subject...we went to a beautiful baby shower yesterday for one of the girls in our Bible study group-it's her second child, and she is BEAUTiFUL pregnant.  I mean, she's beautiful not pregnant too, but she is glowing, has a perfect round tummy, and no fat face or feet!  Some people are made to be pregnant. : )  I have another friend who is newly pregnant, and she's rejoicing.  It is a testament to God's plan-that there IS a plan, and it is all in His time.  I'm so happy for her, and she had been stressing about not getting pregnant, and now she is, so she can r-e-l-a-x and enjoy!

I did tell my husband, and he got upset.  I was so disappointed in him.  I rejoice with these women, and they are my friends.  If I was pregnant, they'd be happy for me.  He is so frustrated, and can't feel others' joy through his own veil of disappointment.  He has a lot going on, but it really made me sad.  When I saw him a little while later, he told me not to tell him anymore when my friends are pregnant.  : (

I guess our world is less than perfect.  I'm waiting for the shiny silver lining...I know it's coming. : )

Today was Ethan's long day home, so we had lunch with friends!  We went to Chick-Fil-A, and he partied in his pirate get-up.  He had a pirate hat, a tinker toy sword, and a paper towel tube for his telescope.  He was so cute, I just couldn't tell him to leave the stuff in the van.  He took them in and promised to share.  I did see him hide them behind a bench seat a couple times, but he did okay.  He played and finally came out for some food right before we left! : )  Raoul, this really nice man who works there, was holding an umbrella for all the customers as they went back out to their cars.  I had an umbrella, but he walked Sandra out to her car-he's so sweet! (he's helped me get Ethan to the car before!)  I didn't see him right when we got there and I was wondering where he was...but he was there. : )  I guess that can be my silver lining today--a brother in Christ who's caring for God's people.