tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28954967360607501632024-02-20T15:32:20.855-08:00Making it through with the MakerJhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166586283206038509noreply@blogger.comBlogger32125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2895496736060750163.post-79286936705937002752013-08-20T22:16:00.000-07:002013-08-20T22:16:13.642-07:00Mowing in the dark.....Yep, you read this correctly....mowing in the dark. I will preface this by saying my goal was to go running while my middle child was at football practice. However, I arrived to find twice as many people at the fields and some sort of game going on as well, no running for me.<br />
So when we arrived home I decided there was just enough light to mow the front yard, get some excersize in and all. Just, just enough light....right? HA! Nope, by the time I got going it was dark and I was mowing by the romantic light of the street lamp. :) Didn't even finish the whole yard. But, in those moments of mowing in the dark I learned a few things....<br />
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It isn't easy to see the path I was making in the dark....I need a bit of light to figure out if I'm in line with my line, so to speak. This immediately made me think of my own life. How often do I try to walk to a place I can't see...His word is a lamp to my feet and a light to my path(Psalm 119:105). If I'm all about me and what I can do and I can't be about Him and the amazing things He does!<br />
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It is easy to end up going over the same area several times just to make sure I've covered all areas. It makes the job twice as long! Sometimes I get so carried away with stuff I find I'm just doing the same busy work over and over again....if I'm not asking the Lord to guide my steps and let me know if each step, each moment, each choice is where He is leading, I'm just wasting time trying to make sure I've covered all the "right" areas. <br />
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I did try to see what I'd done after I turned the machine off and put it away but you know what....it's really hard to see the details in the dark! I tried to take some pictures, they did show one area I missed, but the others didn't show much detail either. I was reminded that in the morning when the sun begins to shine, we will all see how I did. There won't be any way to hide any mistakes. The bonus to this is that I can then fix the areas that were missed, but only when the light is shining. :) But often, in life, we think we don't need to fix anything, we can just keep hiding. We rush, we fill life with stuff with no greater purpose, we slap on a smile, we hide behind a mask, we are sarcastic, or hurtful, or we just refuse to engage. We can't hide behind stuff forever....Luke 8:17 says this, "<span class="text Luke-8-17" id="en-NKJV-25263"><span class="woj">For nothing is secret that will not be revealed, nor <i>anything</i> hidden that will not be known and come to light." Letting His light shine makes my pitiful attempts to do things my way seem ridiculous...because they are! But every time He shows me another area I have been holding on to, I am humbled to see Him working in me...He loves me that much! </span></span><br />
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<span class="text Luke-8-17" id="en-NKJV-25263"><span class="woj">So my take away from my silly little plan? I need His light....I need it constantly, and I need the reminder that working in the dark doesn't work so well. I think we all need the reminder that we need to be willing to toss aside our masks, our defense mechanisms, our pride (it often comes down to pride), our goals, our fears, our plans, our busy work and give all of it up to the One whose plans will always be better, greater, more amazing than anything we could have ever imagined!</span></span>Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166586283206038509noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2895496736060750163.post-72759822974059960102013-08-12T09:03:00.001-07:002013-08-12T09:03:29.438-07:00Sometimes we have to walk the hard path.....I'm writing out the book of John....when I say I'm writing it out I mean that I have a book (called a Journible, you can check them out <a href="http://www.the1718series.com/">here</a>)....and when I say I'm writing this out I mean I've been working on this for a loooooooooong time, I'm a procrastinator and there was the time I lost the book...you get the picture.<br />
Anyway, I am almost done now. I have a chapter left after today. I didn't go in order, I left chapter 19 almost for last. Why? Because this is the crucifixion of my Jesus. I didn't know how it would feel to write each word involved in this huge story, especially since writing out the rest of the book has been such a meaningful process for me. I have learned so many things, the Holy Spirit has revealed so many different lessons I desperately needed and didn't even know it (He's amazing like that).<br />
Today though, I was to write verses 34-42 of chapter 19....wrap it up, move on to the final chapter, and rejoice that even though I was slow, it is complete. Instead I decided to skip to 20 today, yesterday was emotionally hard to write. 20 is the resurrection! Woot! Woot!! What a thing to live through in these words, right?!?!<br />
Nope, I couldn't do it. I wrote one verse and felt the Lord pulling me back to chapter 19. WHY? I just wanted today to be THE day...the day we celebrate Him being alive again, feeling the emotions of the disciples and Mary Magdalene (yes, I get into books this intensely, which is why I am super careful with what I invest my time in!). I sat.....I thought...I didn't pray, I already knew what He was saying.....<br />
I obeyed.<br />
Whoa....what lessons He had for me today! I can hardly type fast enough!<br />
First- sometimes, whether we like it or not....we HAVE to walk the hard path. Have to....we will be required to face the things that intimidate us or make us uncomfortable or....the things that really hurt....for His glory.<br />
Second....it is worth it...He is worth it. Every hard moment, every tear cried, ever frustration voiced, every everything....worth it when we begin to see Him everywhere, feel His peace, know His Truth in a life altering way, show His love in ways we've never been able to do on our own, because we can't on our own....<br />
Third....we can't hide forever....I read the verse that said Joseph and Nicodemus were secret followers of Christ. Well, Nicodemus is just listed as first coming to Christ by night. Joseph is fearful of the Jewish leaders, they aren't exactly kind to His followers. Yep, the Bible lists Joseph this way, "being a disciple of Jesus, but secretly" .... and I was struck.....secretly he was a disciple....secretly he followed, secretly he lived....secretly...<br />
Have I tried to live secretly as a follower? Have I wanted to watch what everyone was watching, listen to what everyone was listening to, go along with how everyone else was acting/speaking/being?! Yep. I think, if we are honest, we all have. <br />
But He knows this CANNOT go on forever. No man can serve two masters (Matthew 6:24) And in the case of Joseph and Nicodemus...it didn't. The time came for both these men, and many others I'm sure, when they couldn't be secret disciples They are the ones that wrapped Jesus' body. Joseph is the one that made the request to Pilate himself! <br />
But they waited until after their Lord was dead, after they could walk with Him as He was, after the many moments not even listed in Scripture (twice in the book of John alone it is said there are so many other things Jesus did that aren't recorded)....after.....<br />
My challenge for myself and my friends...keep fighting the fight....keep seeking Him above all else...but also, stop trying to hide bits of Jesus in your life....or trying to make your life fit with those around you for fear of the unknown or ridicule or whatever......don't wait until "after".....<br />
Whew....I'm going to go back to the Scripture now and pray and praise Him whose plans are perfect and way better than mine! Maybe someone else needed to hear this today as well, if not, well, then it was a gift for me and that is enough :) Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166586283206038509noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2895496736060750163.post-12496765974517802652012-07-19T21:27:00.001-07:002012-07-20T07:14:00.310-07:00What a ride! Lessons from the Car....Jared has exactly 3 more hours at LearningRx.....that means the week after camp I will be done driving from my house to Hodges Blvd. three days a week....yea?<br />
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I am excited to be done. Jared is too. But I am left with a bit of wanting....or wishing...wanting him to be further along on the journey of his to read easily...wishing things weren't so tough some days...wanting him to feel comfortable reading whatever sign, menu, book, etc that comes his way...wishing I were "better" at reaching him, teaching him, understanding him.....<br />
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Ug....I read a friend's post earlier that said she had a nice bath in her own personal pity party...I know the feeling! How I long to be more organized, more even tempered, more "with it"....but thankfully I am only called to focus on Christ, not on these other things I impose on myself!<br />
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Anyway!! So here are some lessons I have learned over the past seven months- lessons from the car:<br />
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Driving 45 minutes away, 3 days a week is draining....it drains your time, your gas, your money....<br />
Driving 45 minutes away, 3 days a week is rewarding...I am rewarded with LOTS of one on one time with the kids, I am rewarded with lots of laughter, smiles, sharing...<br />
It is a necessity to have snacks in the car at all times!<br />
It is important that said snacks not be perishable.....<br />
If the car smells funny.....check for the chicken leg from yesterday's lunch! ;)<br />
If you are a 6 year old little girl, a 45 minute drive does not mean you had time to put your shoes on.<br />
If you are the mother to this girl, the 45 minute drive should have been spent praying for patience!<br />
It is really fun to mess with your kids as you drive....<br />
Laughing together is so very important!!<br />
When you are stuck in the rain, on the Buckman, going 20 mph.....2 of your kids WILL have to go to the bathroom....baaaaaadly<br />
Dancing to the radio is fun....especially when done together!<br />
Letting the kids call to request a song on the radio is interesting.....<br />
If the phone rings and you are able to safely answer it....all three kids will begin talking at once....<br />
If you wave your hand at them like a crazy person to get them to stop talking, they will only begin to whisper.....loudly<br />
Lessons in humility, truth, love, and kindness are taught as you drive.....<br />
I am not usually the teacher of such lessons.<br />
Sneezing in a closed in space(as in the passenger seat right next to me) will indeed make me cringe....<br />
I need to do better and censoring this cringe and any words that may accidentally slip out(like, "Ew gross!)...<br />
I will need to apologize to a few people when the 6 year old repeats such a phrase when someone sneezes near her....joy<br />
I have really funny kids....<br />
I am incredibly thankful for this time..... <br />
Being trapped together like this won't happen again....treasure the moments together as they come.<br />
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<br />Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166586283206038509noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2895496736060750163.post-79611146620368986102012-07-06T08:23:00.000-07:002014-06-09T05:52:53.885-07:00From my son to all moms.....Last night as I was going in to tell my oldest goodnight an interesting thing happened. Earlier he had whined about having to help straighten up the next day(being today) before playing a computer game. I didn't get mad or fuss, I simply went on my way. Apparently guilt had been settling on him. He said, "Can we talk about what happened earlier?" Imagine my surprise! So we talked it through and then just talked.<br />
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He had been watching home movies that day. He enjoys seeing himself and his siblings as little people...cute, funny, sweet, playing nicely with others, etc. So on the tail end of talking through why he didn't want to help out today he asked me last night why he wasn't like that anymore. My heart sank. He was struggling with feelings of not being worth much, inadequate.<br />
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So, I began telling him what he was REALLY like...not the video version of himself. Yes, he was sweet, funny, kind, played with others well...most of the time....but also he was stubborn, opinionated, and a very typical toddler. I told him I loved who he was as a little one and so enjoyed him growing up...AND I sooooo love who he is and watching and helping him figure out this thing called life! I love how crazy he is, how he tries to be sarcastic(not at all the right times, though), how he has a tender heart, and how I love to watch and see how he is growing in to a young man. I told him of his birthday blog- he was pleased with that. :) and listed some of the things that are dear to me about my sweet, sweet boy. Like crazy, funny, sarcastic....<br />
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With tears my 12 year old said, "But if I'm crazy, how can I learn to be a responsible young man?!" I giggled. :) I told him I loved that he still danced like no one was watching and in a room full of people(doesn't matter who they are) he still yells, "MOMMY! or MOM!" and runs to give me a hug, no matter who may be staring. That is crazy....in such a great way! It is the type of crazy I want for all my kids...the type of crazy that means they are willing to defy the "norm" and be who God wants them to be!<br />
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We talked for another long while about all that I saw in him and that I only desire for him to follow God's path for his life..not my path for him. It was sweet and precious and I will treasure it always.....<br />
At this point for the 1 or 2 reading this you are probably wondering why I am blogging about this. Well, as I was getting up to leave Jordan said to me, "Mom, will you blog our conversation?" Very confused, I asked for clarification...he is a very private boy and most of his funny comments on life I am not allowed to share with the world. Here is his explanation:<br />
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Well, I think that other moms of boys should do this. You know, talk about what makes them special and why you love them and stuff, list the stuff that they like about them. Maybe it would help someone else, you know?<br />
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So I bid you all a good day and with the wisdom of a 12 year old I say.....Go tell your kids why they are amazing and unique and that God made them specifically how they are, on purpose, and for His glory! :)Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166586283206038509noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2895496736060750163.post-10317850074363104842012-07-04T18:37:00.000-07:002014-06-09T05:55:36.393-07:00And then came one.....A few months ago I relived the birth of my middle boy on his birthday. I had all intentions of doing the same for my oldest as well.....his birthday was yesterday. he he he, at least it's <strike>only a day</strike>, maybe a few more, right?!<br />
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My oldest was a surprise. Not one of those, "OH MY WORD, I CAN'T BELIEVE IT" surprises. More like an early Sunday morning test followed by an equally early morning phone call to my sister(who reminded me I needed to tell Eddie and that all would be ok....she was going to be an AUNT!) I will never forget going to class that Sunday morning and during the praise/prayer request time hearing another couple excitedly announce their pregnancy. Oh how they rejoiced, how thrilled everyone was....they(the class) knew that this was not a quick journey to parenthood for them. And then came our turn. I, tearfully, announced we were also expecting. The response was totally opposite, due to my tears and concern. I was overwhelmed by the women AND men in our class surrounding us with support, love, and excitement. Don't get me wrong, I was excited to be carrying a sweet baby. I was, however, a young newly married "girl"...I didn't feel like I was old enough to be considered worthy or ready to grow a baby and then care for said sweet one. But God knows better.<br />
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A few months later we welcomed our sweet boy into this world. It was such an amazing experience with my family and friends! We brought a Polaroid type camera and Eddie rushed pictures of Jordan out to the waiting room that was filled with church family wanting to catch a glimpse of this new life. My sister and mom were both in town and got to spend time with him soon after he was born, before I was moved to a regular room. Such sweet memories.<br />
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What happened to the other couple? Well, six days after my sweet boy was born....their sweet boy was born! It was so great to go through pregnancy together- having someone to ask questions to, exchange stories with, and just spend time together. I have pictures of our boys "playing" together as babies...such fun! Alas, all good things come to an end and this did as well. They were transferred elsewhere when the boys were still toddlers. His birthday, coincidentally, is today. :) <br />
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My Jordan is 12......he is tall, goofy, handsome, funny, sarcastic, witty, lanky, smart, nerdy(his terms), sweet, kind, curious, Lego-enthusiast, creator, thinker, responsible-ish ;) , writer, artist, gamer(also his term), intuitive, quirky, cuddly(well, as cuddly as a kid can be who is almost as tall as I am!). He is a Christ follower, is there anything better?! He is learning to create his own relationship with Christ, separate from what I have taught him so far, what a wonderful thing! We are entering a new time in his life. One with lots of ups and downs....ok, lets be honest...lots of downs and some ups. ;) How I miss that sweet little toddler who trusted everything mommy said and did. How I love this 12 year old who wants to know ME more, not just as a mom but as a person. He is one of my joys, one of my challenges, one of my blessings!<br />
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We have begun a sharing journal, he and I. It has been neat to see his heart through this. I have also tried to make sure he and I have time to chat at bedtime, with no set time frame, just to chat about the day and anything going on in his head....BOY, there are some amazing things floating around up there!! I can hardly wait to see what he will accomplish in his life for the Lord. I cherish these times and this journal. It has been so honest, so open, so sweet. He has shared things with me that have surprised me, made me laugh, yes-made me cry as well, and given me new, more insightful ways to pray for and with him. <br />
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So on this his birthday time, he he he, I am so very thankful for the perfect surprise. What a treasure he is. What a joy it is! What a time we've had. My heart feels as though it will overflow with love for this young man!<br />
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Happy birthday to my boy wonder!!!<br />
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Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166586283206038509noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2895496736060750163.post-80636137752659383682012-05-23T06:28:00.000-07:002012-05-23T06:28:24.485-07:00Lesson from sicknessI hate being sick. Not sure I know many people who enjoy it but I really, really don't like getting sick.<br />
This week has been no exception. My sharing, caring daughter shared her "sick germs" and this past Sunday I started to feel kinda bad. Not terrible, mind you, just not great. By that evening though, I was miserable. Monday was no different. I was in bed allllllllllllll day and still no great relief. It didn't help that I had worked out on Saturday and was also incredibly sore.....really bad combination, in case you were wondering.<br />
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Anyway, when Bethany was sick I noticed the Lord showing me something about sickness and sin. I tried to articulate it, found that I couldn't so I deleted the idea and went on my way. Last night, though, the Lord reminded me again of the lesson from being sick. So, I am going to try again....<br />
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Do you remember that first moment you did something you KNEW would not please your Savior? Perhaps it was a word spoken in anger/gossip/malice. Maybe it was something you chose to watch? At first, when we are seeking to live for Christ moment by moment, we can be convicted pretty quickly of the sin in our lives.....when we....ok I'm going to switch to my life now...when I do something I know doesn't please Christ I am immediately convicted. I am usually very repentant too. Kinda like when you first get sick and nothing is right in the world.<br />
But a funny thing happens over time. I noticed last night that while I didn't enjoy being sick, I had settled into a routine that I kinda liked. I stay in my room to contain the germs as much as I can, I play on the computer or take a nap or watch tv or play a game or read a book....whatever I would like to do. Then, I get a drink and maybe stay up for a few minutes before I begin to feel yucky again and need to go lay down. The cycle then continues. While I don't like being separated from my kids, they have been amazingly well behaved and I haven't had to deal with any arguing. I don't like not being able to teach them but it has been nice to not have any lessons to complete. I miss fixing dinner for everyone but not the mess it makes and it has been nice not being in charge of it all the time I miss spending time with my hubby, just the two of us chatting after the kids go to bed but with him doing the bedtime routine I only get the good stuff(when the kids all file in the room to tell me goodnight and they hope I feel better soon). So while I don't love my new routine.....I do kinda like it.<br />
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It can be the same with sin. While I may know immediately what I am doing/saying is wrong this time....if I decide(yes, it is a choice, "I can't help it" doesn't apply) to repeat that same behavior or action.....I may not feel so badly about it. Each time I dull that conviction that earlier was so strong. How? Well, it is a choice to walk away from Christ. The further I get the easier it is to make poor choices, and they are poor choices. Ones that will harm me. I may think it's fun but He knows what is best for me and in the end......it isn't actually fun. It's hurtful or it draws me into the world's way of thinking(not a good thing). It makes it harder to share about Christ to those around me. The sad part is, while I may not be comfortable, I turn it into a new routine. One that includes my selfishness. One that I can rationalize isn't too terrible. One that does not glorify Christ. I think I'm doing well until I try to get up and realize how yucky I feel. Yep, just like being sick, when wallowing in sin I am not doing well.<br />
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Thankfully He is the Great Physician! Christ is always drawing His kids back. He forgives, He loves, He is always there. <br />
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So that is my lesson the Lord taught me. Not sure I explained it the best way possible but there it is. :) Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166586283206038509noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2895496736060750163.post-46648747999437553612012-04-28T04:39:00.003-07:002012-04-28T04:41:31.877-07:00Beach prep.<br />
For my son,<br />
I will stay up getting snacks ready.<br />
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For my son,<br />
I will get up when I could be sleeping.<br />
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For my son,<br />
I will go to the beach when I could be avoiding it.<br />
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For my son,<br />
I will get my bathing suit out and put it on.<br />
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For my self,<br />
I will cringe....<br />
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Have a blessed day all! :)Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166586283206038509noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2895496736060750163.post-89316417883414328222012-04-25T21:04:00.000-07:002012-04-25T21:04:09.747-07:0010 years ago....My boy turned 10 today. I began thinking of his birth last night. I remember dropping off my oldest at my friend's house, kissing him goodnight and praying we would get to the hospital quickly.....what I didn't know is that I am married to a man who does not think a woman in labor(clawing at the top of his car due to a contraction) is reason enough to run a red light on a deserted road. So we didn't get to the hospital quickly, but we did go safely and without a ticket ;) My husband was wonderful and caring. Such a great man.<br />
I also remember the nurse that came and got me from the ER wanted to know if I had a sunburn since my legs were red and blotchy...he he he...nope, it was just the way my body chose to react to the stress of childbirth.<br />
I remember pain. I remember trying to focus.....think of flowers.....visualize......think on Christ.....quote scripture(I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me was my mantra).....anything to get away from the intense pain radiating through my body. My nurse was a man....one of the best labor and delivery nurses I have ever had the priveledge to work with(so to speak). He was calm, kind, funny....what a great gift to have, the ability to calm or at least help calm a woman in labor.<br />
And then the pain meds came. I knew from my first child that this had the ability to take the pain and stress away. It is quite lovely. Unfortunately it also sllllllooooooowwwwwws my labor down.<br />
And then, while I am finally somewhat peaceful I feel suddenly nauseous.....and then throw up...not once or twice but so often that they finally gave me something else just to make it stop(it looked like a contraction on the moniter and the nurses were getting concerned). <br />
So what I thought would be a short process turned into an allllll night affair. <br />
Such was God's perfect timing. For you see my mom was on her way. She left and drove 6 hours straight(stopping once for gas) to the hospital. Had she come earlier in the evening she would have been the one caring for my oldest and missed the experience of his birth with us. What a long drive for her, I can only imagine. She arrived and stepped out of the room to call my dad to let him know what was going on. When she came back in.....low and behold they broke my water and my boy was born 20 minutes later!! HA, she didn't even know she would be in the room when he was born. I have often wondered what she was thinking when she came back in to see the baby was coming! I will have to ask.<br />
I should have known this boy would prefer mornings....joining us about 7:30 am. He has always been my ONLY morning person. He prefers snuggles in the morning and time together first thing to time together before bed. Always has. <br />
I also should have know after all that drama just to meet him he would be my drama kid too. :) <br />
I have learned so much from him, laughed so much with him, cried so much for him, and prayed so much about him. <br />
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He is funny, witty, energetic, loyal(to a fault at times), handsome, has an amazing memory, loving, quick tempered, athletic, is learning to love reading, pushes boundaries, strong, loves to build, jumps in to anything new and interesting(no matter the consequences some times!), tries new things(not new foods but new things), compassionate, caring, sympathetic, generous, loves Jesus, creative, loves church, thinks outside the box, wears his heart on his sleeve, emotional, helpful, sweet, bright, smart.....the list could go on.<br />
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I will end this by saying this.....the boy I was blessed with 10 years ago has enriched my life in ways I still don't fully understand. He has caused me to lean on my Savior more and myself less. He has shown me how simply love can be and how easy giving really is. He has taught me, through the lessons I have had to teach him, about friendship, Christ, obedience...you name it. I would not be the follower of Christ I am today without having Jared in my life. Wow.....I will "say" it again...for my benefit(sorry just bear with me)....I would not be the follower of Christ I am today without having Jared in my life.<br />
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Praise my wonderful, marvelous Savior for His good and perfect gift...not that the child is perfect but that through this child we would both grow closer to the One who is perfect. My desire is that one day I also could impact others for Christ in this way! What's your desire?! Jump in with Christ!! Join the party! :)<br />
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<br />Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166586283206038509noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2895496736060750163.post-40016964316863047192012-04-23T04:58:00.004-07:002012-04-23T04:58:48.218-07:00An Amazing BlessingI am not sure if I am doing this right or not....but I just had to share an amazing gift. A friend posted a video of her sweet girl getting baptized and I couldn't help but share! So go there(as listed below) and be blessed to watch another child of the King and listen to her mom's ecstatic joyful laughter!<br />
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<a href="http://hmmm27.blogspot.com/">http://hmmm27.blogspot.com/</a>Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166586283206038509noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2895496736060750163.post-2898427986768987272012-04-17T20:55:00.002-07:002012-04-17T20:55:17.485-07:00Coolness!!Of course I am often reminded of how good God is in my life but wanted to share with the one maybe two people that actually read this blog my exciting news!!<br />
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Today I was given a gift that is priceless.....after cleaning up lunch I told Jared he needed to get his math. I noticed it was quiet and wondered what he and his brother were doing. They were reading....on their own sitting in the playroom just reading. For my oldest this is nothing new. He LOVES to read, always has. But as we all know for my Jared this is a difficult thing and there he was book in hand totally engrossed in what is going on in the story!!! As he is getting up(reading and walking at the same time) he asks for five more minutes to read pleeeeeeeeease. Ummmm, yeah, thinking this is doable!!! <br />
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I asked if he would read me something and tell me what is going on(you know the nonchalant comprehension check) and he proceeds to read an entire page to me with only a couple of errors(and these are simply things he hasn't gone through yet with his tutor or trainer)!!!! He giggled at the funny stuff and everything!!! <br />
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PRAISE JESUS!!!! <br />
This is awesome!!!!! <br />
This is coolness!!!!Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166586283206038509noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2895496736060750163.post-14158356337463835692012-04-12T21:15:00.000-07:002012-04-12T21:15:25.677-07:00To struggleAt times, I struggle. I struggle with feelings of inadequacy, of inability, and of incompetence. Why....because I am a human being that is flawed.<br />
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Tonight I am thankful for a Savior that was as human as me yet was not flawed in any way. I'm so very thankful that I have a Bible I am free to read and memorize and hold dear with no thoughts of my safety in such endeavor. I'm thankful for Him.<br />
I'm thankful for my kids. I can laugh and cry all within an hour. They are marvelous beings! <br />
Yep, I fail them....I fail Him...but His grace is sufficient and mercies are new every day. He teaches, we learn. He speaks, I listen.<br />
I'm thankful for LearningRx and Ms. Sue our tutor. My boy is getting there. His writing is improving, his reading while still choppy is coming along. <br />
I have described these weeks with Jared as possibly turning a corner....who knew the corner was to the worlds largest building with the worlds widest corners...he he he!<br />
I am thankful for the ability to teach my kids. Every few months I allow this area to become a foothold in my life to begin to tear down the work the Lord has done in my life. I will even admit to looking around and (dare I say it) comparing my kids and my teaching style to the rest.....anyone know what happens when this is done?<br />
Jesus tells the parable of the worker in the field. One started first thing in the morning for a set price. A few hours later another is hired...for the same price. A few hours later, yet another comes alongside to work....for the same price. This goes on and on. When the day is done there are some disgruntled workers. I don't even have to imagine what the conversation was because my kids have been in similar situations and voiced all the same frustrations. It's not fair, I worked longer/harder/better... (To read the actual words go to Matthew 20....the above paragraph is my own paraphrase.)Jesus responds with this:<br />
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<span class="woj"><sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-23806">13</sup> “But he answered one of them, ‘I am not being unfair to you, friend. Didn’t you agree to work for a denarius?</span> <span class="woj"><sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-23807">14</sup> Take your pay and go. I want to give the one who was hired last the same as I gave you.</span> <span class="woj"><sup class="versenum" id="en-NIV-23808">15</sup> Don’t I have the right to do what I want with my own money? Or are you envious because I am generous?’</span><br />
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<span class="woj">When I compare what I have or do with that of my friend or acquaintance(or total stranger, the silliest of all since I know nothing of that person's story or life experiences) I forget His goodness. I look away from His brilliance. I tell Him that His goodness must not be enough or that His hands aren't strong enough to fix things(that one hurts to admit....much less type). I miss His blessing...like this breath...and this one...and...OK, sorry I was getting carried away. I move away from who He is molding me to be and ask for my dirty filthy rags back(if only for a moment) shrugging of the robes of righteousness He surrounded me with when I came to know Him as Savior. </span><br />
<span class="woj">The "why me" game is an ugly game and only the one that is out to destroy and devour us wins. </span><br />
<span class="woj">For only reasons Christ knows I am in this very spot at this very time to glorify Him through everything I do. </span><br />
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<span class="woj">So, I am thankful that with this feeling of not being good enough comes the reminder that He is more than just good enough AND has given me the ability to do better....through Him.</span><br />
<span class="woj">I am thankful that my incompetence can only mean that His competence in EVERY area shines through and whatever I do well I only do well because of Him and His great love for me. I just need to seek Him.</span><br />
<span class="woj">I am thankful that my inability means His ability will lead me. He will call me to things I am not the best at and teach me, guide me, grow me, stretch me....change me. I need only to be still, listen, and know that He is God.</span><br />
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<span class="woj">I will take this moment to revel in my humanness...but not because I like these feelings. Not because it pleases me to recognize my faults but because it allows me to point to Him. It reminds me that my worth is in Him(isn't that what I have been telling my kids for some time now....I can be slow you know ;) ), it can't be measured by this world nor should it be. The standards set before me by anyone other than Christ are not my goal. </span><br />
<span class="woj">With this I am off to read a bit and sleep. Praying whoever needed this reminder as much as I did will find it at just the right moment. Anything useful found within this blog is only because of my Best Friend who gives me the words. :) Have you met Him?</span>Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166586283206038509noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2895496736060750163.post-38498952375422901602012-04-12T14:41:00.000-07:002012-04-12T14:41:21.379-07:00Some days I feel as though I am constantly correcting behavior. Constantly stepping in to frustrating situations. Constantly disciplining in hopes for internal changes to take place in my kids minds and hearts. And yet....it doesn't always happen like that.....<br />
I have been dealing with my oldest son going through some growing up. He's not even a teenager, people!! How did he get to be almost as tall as me? How did he become a young man when just yesterday it seemed like he was a sweet little toddler? Oh my heart aches. Not because I don't like where he is now but because I know our time together, like it is now, is short. It gets shorter and shorter with each moment.<br />
We have been talking about internal vs. external changes alot too. Noooooo, not the physical changes the body goes through...ha ha ha ha, that's not for a blog posting you know! ;) I mean the "I will act this way so I stay out of trouble" vs "I want to be this way to please Christ" stuff.<br />
I have found myself saying...often...you have chosen a consequence for your actions but I know this is just external. The first time I said it I think the boys both looked at me like I was crazy. But the more we talked or the more I had to follow through with a consequence they got it. Kind of.... <br />
So my oldest told me today he would obey but only because he doesn't want the consequence. Maybe I should have been excited. Maybe I should have said "Wooo Hooo!" Maybe...but I wasn't. In fact, I was downright sad. <br />
I looked at my sweet firstborn and all I could say/think was this: Your desire to obey should come from a deep longing to obey Christ. The desire to obey me shouldn't be because you don't want to get in trouble but because you desperately want to follow Christ!<br />
Maybe he got it, maybe he didn't. I do know that this same message isn't just for him. It's for me...you...any Christ follower around. I want to obey out of a heart full of love and gratitude. I want to seek Him first. I want to be consumed by His love so much so that it exudes from my every pore! I want to follow Him!!<br />
You are following someone every moment of your life...as am I....who will you follow and why? :)Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166586283206038509noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2895496736060750163.post-9044214918902829092012-01-03T21:14:00.000-08:002012-01-03T21:14:47.791-08:00And we are off....Christmas has gone....New Year celebrations are over.....memories made and shared with friends....and so begins another year. This new time is here, new lessons for me....yet the same.....nothing is new under the sun you know.<br />
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This year I am being pulled out. Why, I don't know....how, nope...don't have an answer for that one either. All I know is that my Lord is pulling me out of many things I think are my favorite things....this is exciting...unnerving....and I won't lie, a little frustrating at times. I like plans, I like order, I like to know what is coming or at least know a bit of what is coming. But this time around, I know only that His path for me is not one I have seen before. Nothing familiar here. And it is good. It is good because I know my Savior loves me...I know my ways aren't even a smidge close to His ways...I know because He is good.<br />
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So, to prepare(HA) I made meals. Seems so small but in our busy lives I want to do something. Something that honors the food He has provided....something healthier than the ever present and easy fast food world we live in.....something that is less likely to pad my backside...he he he.....something to provide family time together between lessons, games, practice, tutoring, training, work, you know....the little things. :)<br />
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Jared's lessons start in earnest this week. We did begin before our break time but will begin 3 days a week this week. He is learning already and retaining some. He has already talked to his trainer about Jesus....about his desire to sing in a band one day....singing songs about Christ. He has talked about church with her. He has shared an amazing blessing from Christ with her(but that blessing is for another post). I am praying his joy in all things God shares with him continues and that his trainer see Christ shining through all of us!Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166586283206038509noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2895496736060750163.post-8255099487016889272011-12-15T06:49:00.000-08:002011-12-15T06:49:18.163-08:00The New RoutineI will be changing up my blog for a bit. You see we are starting a new program with my middle kid. We are trying out a program that could mean huge gains for him and a huge leap in his reading and learning in general. I decided to use my blog to document the process....listing the ups and downs and everything in between. A way for me to see where this new journey will take us and what the Lord would have us learn from it all. So without further ado I give you......The New Routine<br />
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We go today to solidify Jared's schedule. He will finish up a couple of tests and they will introduce him to his trainer. The center is 30-45 minutes from our house. We will do this three times a week. I have apparently mentioned several times the distance because Jared mentioned how far it was last night before bed. It wasn't in an excited, happy way. It was more of an "annoyed at the drive" way. He also mentioned he didn't like the test he had to take, it was too hard but perked up a bit when I mentioned he was meeting his trainer....he is such a people person :) He is beginning to see that we are doing lots of "extra" stuff for him. Not sure if it bothers him yet or not. I am praying he continues to think this is a fun place to go. I know the work will be hard, I know it will challenge him....I also know that the reward for this challenge could be no more issues with reading AND he will be on grade level in every area of his schooling!!!<br />
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I have been selling Oreo balls to go towards the expense. I know it won't add much to the bottom line but I feel like I'm doing something to help...every little bit counts and all that stuff. It has been a blessing to be able to do this and to have my friends and my hubby's coworkers "order" a batch or two. I have been so impressed with my hubby. He is like an advertisement and cheerleader for me everywhere he goes. It is such a blessing to have his encouragement! We will be making changes in our lives too. We will be saving as much as well can...not doing some things we are all accustom to doing. I think these things(won't even call them sacrifices) we enhance our lives. It will make us(specifically me) think before we spend....it will require that I be more organized(and I could use it!) in my meal planning and help us to be thankful for every little thing in our lives. I say this but we will see how long I hold this opinion when it gets super busy, I haven't had the time to run to the store, no one has eaten, I have forgotten to pack lunches....etc, etc, etc :) <br />
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Since we haven't started going 3x a week yet it will be interesting to see how it goes. I am excited at the possiblilties...I am concerned with making sure we honor Christ with our money and keep this paid off........I am hopeful......I know the Lord has gone before us and knows what this jouney holds. He has already shown me in several ways His hand in this. He is in control. He has the plan. My prayer is that we would prayerfully take His steps in our lives.....His longings becoming our longings and that every hour we are at the center we would shine Christ's love to all those around us!<br />
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So join us in our tromp through Jacksonville! Walk with us, pray with us, pray for us and we will do the same for you! :) Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166586283206038509noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2895496736060750163.post-57423243018573105612011-11-01T10:42:00.000-07:002011-11-01T10:42:03.868-07:00Christ's remindersI have a child that learns differently. I have a child that hates that he can't do things easily. I have a child that struggles with reading.<br />
I struggle for him. I also try to make things easier for him. But by doing so he doesn't have to strive and rely on Christ. So, I have backed off of this, this year. <br />
It is hard. It hurts. It makes my heart hurt and makes me so sad.<br />
Today is that kind of day. A "d" day as we call them. Frustration leads to anger, anger leads to temper, temper leads to the dark side...he he he, couldn't help but to throw a Star Wars-like list in there.<br />
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Today this is what the Lord told me about my son....and in turn myself.<br />
Remind him his worth is in Me. I am bigger than everything. Remind him that My truth is the only Truth. I always tell the truth because I am THE Truth. Remind him that there are lies out there. There is a father of lies. Remind him that I am stronger! I Am. Remind him, when thoughts of worthlessness come.....throw them out in My name. He is beautiful, precious, and perfect for what I have created him to be.<br />
Remind him of My love...My plan....My strength...My might...My joy in him....My joy in his life...in his heart for me....in his heart for the people I have placed in his life that only he can reach in HIS WAY for me because I knew he would be able to....<br />
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These are his reminders....but they are also my reminders....self doubt, frustrations, feelings of incompetence, invisibility, as if it all doesn't matter.....are lies and I will be relying only on THE GREAT I AM.... praying you are too! :)Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166586283206038509noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2895496736060750163.post-19548918412249079732011-10-08T05:37:00.000-07:002011-10-08T05:37:16.140-07:00It's the Middle of the NightOctober 2005<br />
It's the middle of the night...I should be sleeping.<br />
Instead, I am up with this amazing little creature.<br />
Her hands are perfect, feet as well...sweet little ball of baby.<br />
She is hungry, needs to be changed...something....in the middle of the night.<br />
Oh, the sweet quiet time...<br />
Oh, the sweet alone time...<br />
Oh, the sweet time to pray specifically for all the Lord brings to mind....<br />
Oh, the sweet time!<br />
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October 2011<br />
It's the middle of the night....I should be sleeping.<br />
Instead, I am up with this amazing girl.<br />
She is coughing....a bunch.<br />
She needs a drink, a hug, a snuggle...something...in the middle of the night.<br />
I am tired....it is late....I should be sleeping....but<br />
Oh, the sweet quiet time with her little arm flung around my neck...<br />
Oh, the sweet alone time- just me and my girl...whispers and smiles and snuggles....<br />
Oh, the sweet time spent praying for wellness, friends, family, sleep, anything else the Lord brings to mind....<br />
Oh, the sweet time!<br />
It's the middle of the night...I should be sleeping....but I wouldn't have it any other way :)Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166586283206038509noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2895496736060750163.post-42112103483625478242011-06-02T07:45:00.000-07:002011-06-02T07:45:07.953-07:00The driveMy sweet middle child is ill. I usually notice when they are about to get sick, not so with this one. He was playing Star Wars one minute and laying on the floor complaining of his head hurting the next. After a fearful trip to the doctor's office I brought him back home and watched as the fever would not come down and my child was more and more miserable. After talking with the nurse from his doctor's office and see the fever and headache take over we headed to the er. Usually Eddie and I go together for these visits. We even have a "usual" way we do things, sad but true. This time my oldest, not being fully awake, was not in favor of being pulled out of his bed and asked that Eddie stay home.<br />
Here's the thing, I HATE night driving. I do not enjoy parking garages and I have issues being in the dark, in a parking garage with only my child with me. :) Shocking I know that I have issues. But off we went.<br />
All afternoon I had been having a silent conversation with the Lord. Things like "Lord, I am concerned help me to know when to go to the doctor." Next thing I know he is complaining that it hurt to put his head to his chest...to the office we went. I asked for concrete things to look for so I could know, since I was now battling mommy emotions. As we drove down Kingsley Ave. I continued my ongoing chat. "Lord, I know it's not a big deal to do this without Eddie, but I really don't like driving alone." My sweet Savior then made me smile. As if to usher me through, the light turned green immediately. This didn't happen once or twice but many times. My trip down to Wolfson's continued to be a sweet time of Christ saying to me "Silly girl, I love you and you are never alone." What a beautiful thing!<br />
As we waiting(a total of 5 hours) I began getting impatient, shocking I know. I began to mentally complain about the hard chairs, the loooong wait and how tired I was. Knowing this wasn't beneficially I began looking for God's goodness. Of course it is there for the finding. Our nurse was kind, efficient and helpful. We didn't have to come in contact with any of the kids that were vomiting(there were lots) The staff that cleans is very quick to clean each room after the family leaves, for me and my germ issues this was great. There was a woman who scrubbed each room's floor even, LOVE that. I have the ability to go to an er and wait to see a dr, that is a thankful moment in itself. Jared slept, a needed and thankful thing! I have a new phone so I could text updates to my family and friends and see who was praying for us on facebook, those prayers were a necessity for me. When the doctor finally came in he was great! He took time to listen to both myself and Jared. He took the time to check out all issues and spent a great amount of time talking with us. As a side note, he and his wife also homeschool just neat, that's all. He mirrored my desire to not over medicate just get the fever under control and explained what to look for in the headache and such.<br />
Remember earlier I noted how much I don't like parking garages in the dark? Well by the time we left, the birds were chirping and it was beginning to get light! Yep, I didn't have to walk through the dark but the dusky morning light to get to my car in the garage. :) <br />
Jared is still sick, head still hurts so badly he doesn't want to move, fever still high. But, God is good all the time. He is in the details, He is the big picture and He cares about each moment of our lives! So while we deal with the round of whatever this is I know my Saviour has a plan even in my drive. :)Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166586283206038509noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2895496736060750163.post-91401072010869253942011-04-05T20:59:00.000-07:002011-04-05T20:59:56.778-07:00But I wannaWe often talk of surrendering our will to our Savior's and making sure we are where we are supposed to be. We can fill Bible study after Bible study with witty quips and scriptures intending to teach us how to lay it all down. And while all of this is well and good at the end of the day it is a simple statement that must be addressed...."But I want to...."<br />
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The other day I had a sad moment with my kids. After being instructed to complete a task they, yet again, chose to play, giggle and disobey. We sat down for a "pow wow" discussion on where they were going wrong and how we could fix this problem. We talked and talked about obedience, showing love, being examples, consequences and on and on, I was not the only one talking either. My sweet middle child became very upset with himself and said I should take his DS and crush it(all with tears in his eyes). My eldest rolled his eyes, said the other was over-reacting(which he usually does) and said I should have some sort of punishment if I catch them disobeying and the youngest of the family...well, she didn't really know what to think. :)<br />
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When we were done, no solution was on the horizon and the task they did not complete hours earlier also was not done. I asked that they each think and pray on what Jesus wanted them to do now, as the youngest and oldest wanted to go back to what they were doing. All three took a moment and individually said they should be cleaning. I was pleased. Then came the hard part. My oldest said "But I want to finish my typing." I asked what was it he said he should be doing and again he said he should be cleaning. But again he stated "but I want to do typing instead." Oh how my heart ached. I knew I could not make this decision for him, I could not answer the question his heart was asking, he had to come to the conclusion and make the decision for himself. The question was "will I surrender my will to Him?" There was nothing actually wrong with wanting to type, it's part of his curriculum. I could have been pleased he wanted to do something he has struggled with recently. I will tell you, he struggled with this decision before him. He sat and pouted(really only pouting to himself) and talked his way through it all. He can be stubborn and very strong willed and I honestly did not know what he would choose. In the end, he decided to clean and be obedient to Christ, much more important than any lesson I could have taught. <br />
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This left me wondering, how often do I say to my Savior "but I want to (fill in the blank)" I know what He wants for me, but under the guise of "it's just the way I am" or "I just couldn't say no" or "I was totally stressed out" or "I am just moody today, I can't help it"(I just stepped on my own toes, ow!) or.....you get the point, under one of these lies I do not choose to obey. I do not chose to sacrifice. It's not the big sacrifices that can be the only things that trip us up but the little ones meant to define our character that can also cause ourselves(or someone else) to stumble. I am more aware of the thoughts of my heart these days. I am more aware of the struggle I have allowed myself to fall in and praise Jesus I am more aware of the power of His name to release me from all these things. I am free to give up the "I wants" for whatever He has for me. Whether is it putting someones groceries away for them during a rainy trip to the store or taking another deep breath in dealing with the people around me(not only in my home but in my life) or in simply being still and listening for Him....I choose to say "Not my wants and desires Lord but Yours alone."<br />
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"But I want" three words that can have a detrimental affect on our relationship with Christ. What will you do with them.....Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166586283206038509noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2895496736060750163.post-90984084850778632082011-03-11T07:19:00.000-08:002013-08-12T20:17:26.032-07:00Humility as a parentA week or so ago we were having a day....you know the kind. The one that starts off ok but quickly swirls into some sort of mess that doesn't even remotely resemble what you thought would be going on. Parenting is hard enough on it's own, homeschooling makes it a tad more constant :) There are the constant teachable moments, the constant smiles, the constant whining, the constant complaining, the constant growing....<br />
This day the issues started with my eldest child. A sweet boy who longs to please on most days he decided this day to push instead. It seemed like everything we did was a struggle. It seemed like every word he said was unkind, either to his siblings or myself. He really wants to have responsibility, he wants his siblings to listen to him, he wants to be in charge. Unfortunately when said siblings do not listen, do not care and do not pay him any attention, the results are usually dismal. There is weeping, yelling, anger...all sorts of things.My husband and I were not seeing eye to eye this afternoon time either. Yuck, yuck, yuck. <br />
Fast forward a few days. The kids and I were getting in the car to go somewhere(the library I think). I asked them to stop repeating a part of a joke they had heard(this was the 4th time in 4 minutes I had to hear it). The boys both said ok and then both within moments had gone on to finish the joke yet again. Uggg, my heart was hurt. In both instances I was super super angry. How could they? How could they be so selfish, so self centered as to not care a bit?!!?!?!?<br />
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In these times of heartache, the Lord uses them to benefit me. Yep, you would think it would be some great instruction for the kids but no it's for me. The first time, He spoke with me on the way to walk off my frustrations and during that walk too. The second was in the car while talking with the boys. You see I hadn't been as consistant in my personal walk with Christ. Through my kids I saw a very ugly picture....it was a picture of my own life. I really want to handle my responsibilities well, I really want my kids to listen and obey, I really....well you get the picture. The result is the same- weeping, yelling, anger...all mine. Why do I push my Savior? Why do I seek my own self serving way? Why do I keep going after I know He has said stop, be still? My kids are looking rather angelic now! You see, they are kids. They are learning, they are growing, they are still figuring out how to walk with Christ on their own. I, on the other hand, am not a kid. Yep, I have that childlike faith but I have moved past the spiritual "milk" and into the "meat" section, all praise and thanks to Jesus. How easy it is to be angry at my kids until I see myself in them and instead of a fallible human parent correcting them I have my Father looking at me. I can only imagine how His heart breaks when I choose to turn the other way, when I choose to hold onto my anger, frustrations, grumpiness. I am eternally grateful that He loves me like no other, He forgives as no other can and saves me as no one else has ever been able to!<br />
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So, next time your kids are driving you batty, not listening and getting on your nerves....see if there is a lesson in there for you too. I promise, it doesn't make it easier(as I was totally humbled by His lesson for me) but He changed my perspective. It made me run to Him, holding close, which in turn makes it all worthwhile!Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166586283206038509noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2895496736060750163.post-33887335951188511532011-02-01T09:24:00.000-08:002011-02-01T09:24:29.340-08:00Why I smile :)The battery in my van died. It just didn't die once, but repeatedly died after being charged, jumped, letting it run and run, etc. We didn't have the funding to replace it just yet.....Bethany is sick, started throwing up this morning and is very lethargic, pathetic, plain old sickly.....haven't had a chance to go to the grocery store this week.....Jordan is stuffy, could be headed towards a yucky cold...and yet.....I am smiling.<br />
This isn't just a "paste the smile on until it's real." thing. This is a true, deep from within smile.....<br />
We stayed home yesterday because of the van, enjoyed time together to school, clean out the garage and move some furniture out of the garage to a friend's house(blessings on all sides!). Beautiful weather lead to a picnic full of smiles and laughter. Walked to Upward practice in the afternoon. Great day to do it, great conversation with the kids while we walked.<br />
Today, my sweet husband got up early to work on my car, one last attempt to not replace it but fix it. Alas, it didn't work, but I got paid yesterday(which I forgot about) so the battery will be paid for :) My girl got sick while he was on his way to the store...so he picked up all the stuff we needed for the day(lunch, sick things, etc) so I wouldn't have to go out later. What an amazing blessing to not have to take a sicky out! He also picked up breakfast for me, comforting me with what he knows I like :) While he was at the store, the boys made chocolate chip pancakes by themselves as I cared for the girl. Their sweet time together is something I will cherish....the messy kitchen a moment to teach through.<br />
The van now works, so if we have to go to the doctor or somewhere like that we will be able to. I have cancelled tomorrow mornings activities for us.....this gives up three mornings to be home, resting, schooling, cleaning. Catching up on home life! <br />
Now how can I look at His hand working in my life, providing things I need before I know I will need them and not just smile :) <br />
Jer. 29:11- For I know the plans I have for you, plans to prosper you, not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.<br />
He is in it all, I choose to see and, Lord willing, thank Him in every situation! :)Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166586283206038509noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2895496736060750163.post-67514308867137409772011-01-24T10:14:00.000-08:002011-01-24T10:14:08.275-08:00Multitude MondayI haven't numbered my multitudes....I haven't kept track....and it is ok :)<br />
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Thankful for homeschooling...no matter how hard<br />
Thankful for kids....even the annoying ones ;)<br />
Thankful for healthy foods<br />
Thankful for kids would love healthy food<br />
Thankful for computers<br />
Thankful for phones....keeping me in touch with friends far away<br />
Thankful for typing lessons for the kids<br />
Thankful for tutors <br />
Thankful for the lessons Christ teaches me through my kids<br />
Thankful for the comfort of my bed<br />
Thankful for the availability of a doctor when I need it<br />
Thankful for a car....especially when it works<br />
Thankful for the realization that the day is going haywire and why<br />
Thankful for opportunities to share Christ<br />
Thankful for opportunities to share His love<br />
Thankful for friends<br />
Thankful for family<br />
Thankful for work<br />
Thankful that I am not washing a mound of clothes by hand!<br />
Thankful that I have time to sit and write this list.<br />
Thankful that as I write, the annoying parts of the day begin to fall into the proper order<br />
Thankful that that order means they don't even need to be noticed<br />
Thankful for mercy, grace and love<br />
Thankful for my daughter's favorite friend, Nancy :)<br />
Thankful for work.....no matter how hard.<br />
Thankful for the reminder from myself(ha ha) to look up not around and to stay focused on Him<br />
Thankful for the desire to garden<br />
Thankful that it is a challenge.....perseverance in action!<br />
Thankful for my man of God....such a gift.<br />
Thankful for challenges<br />
Thankful for life<br />
Thankful for the bravery of friends as they rely on Christ<br />
Thankful for the piano....even when it is too loud for me :)<br />
Thankful for my church family<br />
Thankful for by Bible study sisters<br />
Just plain thankful! :)Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166586283206038509noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2895496736060750163.post-29109760550148245972011-01-19T05:19:00.000-08:002011-01-19T05:19:33.623-08:00longing to lookStudying Peter currently. Last week we ended with 1Peter 1:10-12- "The prophets who told us this was coming asked a lot of questions about this gift of life God was preparing. The Messiah's Spirit let them in on some of it—that the Messiah would experience suffering, followed by glory. They clamored to know who and when. All they were told was that they were serving you, you who by orders from heaven have now heard for yourselves—through the Holy Spirit—the Message of those prophecies fulfilled. Do you realize how fortunate you are? Angels would have given anything to be in on this! "<br />
So the last part about the angels in the New King James reads "Things which angels desire to look into." another translation says "long to look into."<br />
It is so funny, in the not funny ha ha way, to see myself and many others take His gift for granted. When I accepted Christ, I longed to know Him more. I often long to know Him more but then I allow life to take over. I allow myself to be distracted. Truly that is what we all do when we become distracted....we have allowed ourselves to stop hearing the still small voice that calls us to Him. I am fortunate...Peter says it plainly....kinda reminds me of my kids. I can't tell you how many times I have said "Do you know how lucky you are....Do you know how blessed you are.....how blessed our family is?!?!" Now His word again, uses my words to my kids to say to my heart "you too are blessed and fortunate....what are you doing being unkind or selfish or any of the other many things you do that displease me?" I am thankful I serve the God of all creation. I am thankful He loves me deeply, forgives me mightily and that I don't have to long to be in on it, I CAN be in on it!<br />
The angels would give anything, desire and long to look into these things. It's a short blog today for this has stuck with me since last week.<br />
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If angels long to be in on this, shouldn't I long to stay close, stay near?Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166586283206038509noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2895496736060750163.post-70301991064740837092011-01-03T16:42:00.000-08:002011-01-03T16:42:41.083-08:00Christmas MiracleNow I know we are into another year, full of promise, newness and goodwill. However, I would be remiss if I didn't write about my own personal Christmas miracle!<br />
It started as most Sunday morning prep work for preschool starts. More holes than expected, more people not well, more needs I can't fill on my own. If you are thinking I am feeling badly about this, I do not. I know this is an area that the Lord has used to grow my faith and I know these children will be taught because we don't rely on flesh but on Him who is able to supply all our needs. <br />
Anyway, I digress. There are several young people, either college or high school, that help out in time of need but alas they were all to be out of town or just not able to help this second Sunday of the month. I woke that morning knowing I would be needing several workers. I specifically gave this morning to my Father, all that would be all that was for His glory, His use and asked for ways to show His love to the little people and adults too(of course). <br />
This morning I went to our youth pastor Ryan and asked if he had any students that would be willing to help. He asked how many(I said 4) and that he would see what he could do. I went back to checking attendance records and passing out snack and praying for the people I would need. 10:15 rolled around, that is the time we like the extended workers to be there to allow the Sunday school teachers to get to church, and I began thinking through the rooms. <br />
All of the sudden I look up and my little preschool foyer has SIX teenage girls, yes, I said S I X girls ready and willing to go wherever they were needed. Their attitudes were those willing and wanting to serve, their hearts ready to go wherever needed. It was AMAZING!!!! As I watched them pile in and look at me, waiting for direction I knew right then and there this was really and truly a Christmas miracle. Do not think I am saying this lightly I know we usually mean the gift of Christ as a Christmas gift and He is the most important Gift ever. This morning though the need was great for our preschool department, the response even greater! We had MORE help than we needed. I walked around with a smile the rest of the morning. I told them all thank you, I told Ryan thank you....it just didn't seem enough though. It still amazes me that He opens the floodgates and pours out unique blessing for His children. So, merry Christmas even with Christmas day officially over for another year, and I hope your life is full of little Christmas miracles year all year round!Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166586283206038509noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2895496736060750163.post-64791830828218885472010-11-22T13:49:00.000-08:002010-11-22T14:25:11.374-08:00The little people in my lifeToday's multitude Monday thought is on my kids. Not just my own kids but the ones the Lord has placed in my life and my kid's lives.<br /><br />I am thankful for my 10 year old boy. Strong, learning to be courageous, follower of Christ. Curious, studious, easy to teach. Slightly bossy(ha), impulsive, too sensitive at times. Gentle heart, amazing artist, wonderful writer. Tall, handsome, shy, intriguing.<br /><br />I am thankful for my 8 year old. Tough, sympathetic, caring. Giving, people pleaser, loving. Quick temper, quick to be unkind, holds grudges(and holds them and holds them and holds them). Story teller, sports boy, snuggler, lover of Christ. Tall, handsome, not shy at all, amazing.<br /><br />I am thankful for the 5 year old..... Amazing, playful, seeker. Fun, imaginative, content. Disobedient, pusher of boundaries, seeker of her own way. Loving, snuggler, learner of Christ. Beautiful, tall, opinionated, fascinating :)<br /><br />I am thankful for another set of three..... 8- friend to my boy. Playmate, best buddy, confidant. 6- friend to my boys, loyal, ready to play. 2- fun, loving, silly.<br /><br />I am thankful for a big "kid"..... Tall, handsome, willing to help. Smart, loyal, fun. The "girls" love him!<br /><br />I am thankful for yet another set of 3.......13- sensitive, trying to make her way holding to Him, funny, so easy to mess with! 8-she may be 9, I apologize! always ready with a hug, easy smile, fun to be around. 4- a mess, silly, sweet.<br /><br />I am thankful for 2 special friends...... 11- beautiful, fun, genuine, sweet. 6- goofy, playful, kind.<br /><br />I am thankful for 2 other special friends......14- funny, beautiful inside and out, partner in crime :) 4- best little friend to my little one, sweet, ready to play, not ready for overnighters though :)<br /><br />I am thankful for 2 more of the girls in our lives......12- compassionate, kind, gentle, sweet, funny, amazing young woman of God. 9- impulsive, daring, caring, sharing, prayerful, silly, joyful, giggly seeker of His truth. For these two I will always have a special treasure in my heart.<br /><br />I am thankful for another big kid........13- patient, creative, fun, seeker of who Christ wants her to be. <br /><br />I am thankful for 2 friends hours away......8- tall, beautiful inside and out, growing in grace. 6- love bug!, playful, truth teller and truth seeker.<br /><br />The list could go on and on but I must go get dinner prepared now. Know that I am eternally thankful for each child that enters our life, either to stretch my kids and myself or to be a comfort for a season or a lifetime to them. I prayed before they were born they would have great friends and as they get older and expand their boundaries He has given them just what they needed each moment. <br /><br />I know I am thankful for the childhood friends I have, even when we only lived in an area for a moment. Each friendship has value and eternal consequence....I pray each child that comes through my children's lives will be positively impacted for Christ through us as well. <br /><br />So with that I say goodnight and thank you to all who make up my childhood friend list, those who I still call friend now, and those who are part of my children's friend lists now.Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166586283206038509noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2895496736060750163.post-64111314948246709372010-11-16T11:29:00.001-08:002010-11-16T11:29:27.675-08:00Listen to huntifers Playlist<img style="visibility:hidden;width:0px;height:0px;" border=0 width=0 height=0 src="http://counters.gigya.com/wildfire/IMP/CXNID=2000002.0NXC/bHQ9MTI4OTkzNTQ5NTY2NiZwdD*xMjg5OTM1NzYyMzMyJnA9Njk*MzAxJmQ9Jm49YmxvZ2dlciZnPTEmbz1iZDVkMWQzZTNiMDE*/OGE*YWJmOTZlM2Q*M2NhZmRkMyZvZj*w.gif" /><div style="text-align: center; margin-left: auto; visibility:visible; margin-right: auto; width:450px;"> <object width="435" height="270"> <param name="movie" value="http://www.playlistproject.net/mc/mp3player_new.swf"></param> <param name="allowscriptaccess" value="never"></param> <param name="wmode" value="transparent"></param> <param name="flashvars" value="config=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.indimusic.us%2Fext%2Fpc%2Fconfig_black.xml&mywidth=435&myheight=270&playlist_url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.playlistproject.net%2Fpl.php%3Fplaylist%3D82090552%26t%3D1289935489&wid=os"></param> <embed style="width:435px; visibility:visible; height:270px;" allowScriptAccess="never" src="http://www.playlistproject.net/mc/mp3player_new.swf" flashvars="config=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.indimusic.us%2Fext%2Fpc%2Fconfig_black.xml&mywidth=435&myheight=270&playlist_url=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.playlistproject.net%2Fpl.php%3Fplaylist%3D82090552%26t%3D1289935489&wid=os" width="435" height="270" name="mp3player" wmode="transparent" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" border="0"> </embed> </object> <br/> <a href="http://www.playlistproject.net"><img src="http://www.playlistproject.net/mc/images/create_black.jpg" border="0" alt="Get a playlist!"/></a> <a href="http://www.playlistproject.net/playlist/21015181323/standalone" target="_blank"><img src="http://www.playlistproject.net/mc/images/launch_black.jpg" border="0" alt="Standalone player"/></a> <a href="http://www.playlistproject.net/playlist/21015181323/download"><img src="http://www.playlistproject.net/mc/images/get_black.jpg" border="0" alt="Get Ringtones"/></a> </div>Jhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09166586283206038509noreply@blogger.com0