One battle at a time

I am sure I drank milk as a kid, my mom is very responsible like that. She would have made sure I drank it.
Somewhere along the way, I stopped.
Now that I have kids I am always on them to drink milk, "get your calcium, your growing, you need strong bones". I even made Gabrielle drink it when she was younger and at our house.
I have decided I need to walk the walk.
I am 41 and just started drinking milk.
I will be a much better example to my kids if I am drinking it as well. Plus of course, all the health benefits...I like my bones and my posture!!!
So, I started off small and chugged it down. Not so bad, why haven't I been doing this all along??? I mean I had the random glass with a piece of cake every now and then, but that is about it.
Whitney does not enjoy drinking her milk, but she does it. She looks at me with wide eyes and thinks I am nuts, but I hope she will one day appreciate that I am doing and wont think I am so crazy.
Although,we will probably have moved on to some other reason why she thinks I am crazy. One battle at a time.

Osama Bin Laden was killed the other day by Navy Seals. I am glad such a horrible man will no longer be able to bring any more terror and horrible acts upon this earth.
I am still uncomfortable with people celebrating his death. He is still a human. As a Christian that just doesnt sit well with me, at all. God does not rejoice in anyones death.
Proverbs 24:17-18 Do not rejoice when your enemy falls,and do not be glad when he stumbles, or the Lord will see it and be displeased.
I am not sure how to take any of this, it is still settling with me.
I still grieve for those families who lost someone in 9/11 and feel so blessed that my family and friends were all safe that day.
God Bless!!!