This and That. Work, Kids, Man Caves and Ministry.

How do you like the title of this blog?  Totally original I know.

One of my prayers over the past year is that God will show me people that need encouragement or a gentle touch.  That He will make it obvious to me.  I can be utterly distracted at times. 

As I have always said don't EVER pray for something if you don't really mean it.  If you don't want a full time job helping people don't pray that God will make you aware.  Because girlfriends, He will.  I can't tell you how many times lately a random person has popped in my head.  A person that may not have been on my radar screen.  Someone that made me think, I need to send a card to them, or I should send  an encouraging text msg or I should check in with that person I haven't heard from her in awhile. I often get an overwhelming feeling that someone is struggling or lonely.  Man, am I in tune to all that.  It's a blessing and a curse. Not a day goes by that I don't think of someone I can help.  I know it is God speaking to me and now I just need to work on my follow through.  My batting average isn't great lately. My time is constrained.

You see I took this thing called a job.  Now, I do not need to get on my feminist soapbox and tell you what a full time job being a stay at home mom is.   I kinda already had a job sans pay check.  But to be perfectly honest as much as I like staying home I was feeling the need to broaden my horizons a little. Some days I was absolutely positive that my brain had turned to mush.  So when a perfect opportunity came my way I jumped on it.  Work from home, flexible schedule, working for a company I believe in and love.  However, I didn't realize how hard finding the time to work would really be. 

Working from home sounds like a dream but it's a little hard.  My time goes like this, make a few calls, clean up Vick's vapor rub that Aubrey has smeared all over my house, make a few calls, check my email and clean up an accident that Aubrey had on the bathroom floor and then walked through to tell me she can't wipe very well.  I'm just saying it's not all it is cracked up to be.  Now one thing I am enjoying is that little thing called a pay check that is appearing in my mailbox every couple weeks.  Haven't had one of those in awhile.   My little slush fund.  I know Ben is probably enjoying way less charges on the debit card.

I am sticking with it.  I am conflicted daily over ministry opportunities and working.  I don't have to work and I know this is not everybody's situation.  So don't send me hate mail.  My hat goes off to you working mothers  I am struggling to juggle it all---take care of my family, work, and be an  encourager which I feel God has called me to do. I do know that things that seem small are often very big things to people. So, go ahead and do them no matter how minute something may seem. I am trying to follow the same rule.

I am praying about everything.  This song came to me this morning in the shower.

 Lord, you are more precious than silver, Lord, you are more costly than gold, Lord, you are more beautiful than diamonds, and nothing I desire compares with you.

I thought about the meaning of the words and I want to emulate the last line in my life.

Still chewing on it. Just waking up everyday and giving my day to Him.  That's all I can do.

Since Christmas, my living room has been turned into a man cave.  And I allowed it.  Ben has been talking for at least 5 years about getting leather couches, and a big screen TV.  For years I fought it.  A big screen over my mantle? No thanks.  But I let him do it.  He's like a giddy school boy.  He sits in his reclining sofa smiling from ear to ear trying to prove to me how much better TV is on a bigger TV with high definition. I just nod because honestly, I can't tell the difference. But he loves it,  I tried some girly throw pillows to soften the brown leather and I don't know how well it worked but it made me feel better.  I am missing the mantle decorations that had to be taken down because they were obstructing the view.  Marriage is about compromise...  and Ben sure does live with alot of women.  Surely he deserves this right? He did listen to me when I put the kibosh on cup holders in the sofa.  Thank heavens.

Speaking of compromise Ben finally caved and got us both iPhones for Christmas.  We now lay in bed on Saturday morning playing Words with Friends with each other while we let all hell break loose on the other side of the bedroom door.  It is worth it and I'm getting pretty good.  Maybe I will beat him some day.

Thanks for all the kind words about my blog after the last post.  The  message that came through was less is more, keep writing so that is what I plan to do for now.  Thanks for supporting me.

2013

How is it 2013?  I remember when the year 2000 seemed like the future and I imagined it would be just like the Jetson's.  It is and it isn't.  Still driving a car around not flying to the grocery store yet. That little thing called an iPhone that I got for Christmas is pretty Jetsony (Is that a word?)

 I have to admit I have been going back and forth about my blog and whether I should continue to write it.  It is hard to find time and I want to do it justice not just write something quickly because I haven't written in a long time.  I have been pondering if it is safe to put all my girls pictures on here each week. I have thought about not including pictures, but it's not as good and beautiful and plus I got a new camera for Christmas...a good one that I can't wait to use.  I don't know if all this is the devil getting in my head and trying to discourage me or what.  But today I woke up and felt like I needed to write.  I am still trying to decide.

What a year. 2012 started out so terribly I shutter to remember the month of January.  But I look at my healthy Caroline and I can say "Okay God,  I get it."  I can kind of see what you were doing.  I see what I needed to learn, how others faith and prayer lives were renewed along with my own.  How people's kindness impacted my life dramatically for eternity.  I will never be the same.  Honestly, Caroline's sickness was awful and painful and it was hard to see her suffer and I wouldn't wish that on my worst enemy. However, God calls us to be thankful for trials and this is how I have been able to find the good in the midst of the storm and rejoice through my suffering.

2012 stretched me beyond my wildest imagination.  What I could endure, what I could learn, how grateful my heart could feel, how out of line my priorities could get, how much I could enjoy my family, what more I could add to my schedule (I took a job working from home), how much I could love my children.  But what a year it was.  Can't say that I'm not a little glad to start 2013 though...
 Of course by putting all my lessons learned into practice.

Some new endeavours to start the year.  Joined the steering team to help start a MOPS (Mother of Preschoolers) at my church.  Back working for my old company which I love.  It has been challenging finding the time to work and mother.  Being a working mom is not for the faint of heart.  I have never done it before so I'm getting into the groove.

In 2013 I want to love people more, be a more present mom, get organized,be successful at my job, minister to people in need and I want my life to exude Jesus Christ.  These are not resolutions.  I feel the minute I call them resolutions I won't do them.  These are my hopes.

I'm gonna try.   

A journey of 1000 miles begins with one step.  This is not fluff,  it's true.  Here's to stepping into 2013.

Happy Birthday Caroline

Caroline will be four this weekend.  I have never been so happy to celebrate a birthday in my entire life.  After almost losing her last year to a strange infection there is not a day that goes by that I don't kiss her forehead, take in the scent of her hair and thank God for her life.  Not just a fleeting thought that I'm so lucky to have her, but that I am truly thankful for her life.

I know that God chose her to walk down that difficult path last year as hard as it was on her and our family because He had a purpose.  He used her in a mighty way to strengthen people's faith and prayer life.  I know HE used my little girl and her illness to teach me some mighty lessons and stretch me personally.  Yes, God, I have learned. Not only have I listened and learned but I have put those lessons into practice in my life.

But am I ever so grateful that this birthday I will not be sitting in her empty room crying.  God left her here to live a life that will bring glory to His name.  I have been given the charge of teaching her and guiding her to know her mighty creator.  What a blessing.

Oh I love her so.

She is a bright ray of sunshine to our family everyday.  She is funny and smart and sweet.  She mothers her sisters oh so tenderly. Her gentle spirit is a constant reminder to me on how to live. She dances and sings through her days.

It sounds so cliche but I can't believe she is four.  Seems like yesterday I rocked her tiny eight pound body, and held her close to my chest almost in disbelief that she was here and she was mine. After our ordeal last year I did the same thing just last night.

We baked cupcakes for her class this week.  It is the first year she can crack the egg free from shells falling in the batter. She is growing up.

Needless to say, I don't take our precious time on earth together for granted anymore.  As her birthday approaches I celebrate her life and all that God has planned for her.  May I always hear His voice in leading and guiding her little life to point to our Savior in every way. May I teach her to have a thankful spirit regardless of circumstances,  that dependence on God is the only way to enjoy an abundant life and that the peace of Christ flows freely from the throne of grace.

I am ready to blow up balloons, eat pizza, unwrap presents and chase Aubrey all around Ollie Koala's for her birthday party this weekend as we celebrate our sweet Caroline Noel.  She will always be our best Christmas gift.

Happy Birthday my sweet girl.  I love you so much it hurts at times. 

Thank you Jesus.

Wednesday Quickie

If you all are like me you are in full holiday swing.  Social calendars fill up, school parties, shopping and the list goes on. 

Honestly, this year I am not buying as much as I have in the past.  A personal choice for our family.  However, I have found a couple gifts that I thought I would share with you all too.  I don't know about you but I am always thankful for unique gift ideas that have meaning.

It's no secret if you are a regular reader of my blog that I love the devotional book Jesus Calling by Sarah Young.  So it's no surprise that I am telling you to buy this book for everyone you know and yourself too.  However did you know they make this devotional for different ages?  This year they made a copy for 2-4 year olds. Actually, it is not too "babyish" (Brynn's word) for my eight year olds either.  It is a beautifully illustrated Bible storybook.  If you are in my family and have a toddler aged child don't buy it because you are probably getting it from me.



Also something my sister, Stacy bought for me, Hidden in My Heart CD series is Bible scripture put to music.  It could be used as a lullaby CD for bedtime.  But often on crazy days when we are running around we play it in our car. It helps me to keep perspective and keep God at the forefront of my mind.  Not always easy. On the way to school this morning, which I would describe as hectic (maybe a little bit of an understatement) I hear my sweet Caroline singing along to it in the car.  The song was the Bible verse, " Be Still and Know that I am God."  She is being equipped for life with memorization of scripture and doesn't even know it;)  Perfect.



Hope your shopping goes well this year and that these ideas help.  You can buy them both on Amazon.com

Christmas Lights etc.

Christmas. I love it! One of my favorite times of year.  I love the sights, smells, and especially the music.  My radio is already faithfully set on the continuous Christmas station.  The sweet tune of "Grandma Got Run Over By a Reindeer" is whirling in my head. 

We put up our tree last weekend.  Yeah, the sentimental time turned out to be a little challenging. I had seriously built it up in my head.  Unfortunately, more than half of the lights on my pre lit Christmas tree did not light up.  Ben was at work and my brother in law hurt his back.  No help available.  So I just strung working strings of lights over the ones that were not cooperating   Necessity... the  mother of invention. Sit and cut the  non working lights off of the tree...no thank you.

After the debacle we lovingly, reminisced about each glitter colored toilet paper roll, paper angel, popsicle stick creation and of course our Baby Jesus ornament that plays music.  Aubrey informed me that she made almost 90% of the ornaments on our tree including the crystal one that says, "First Christmas Together Year 2000." 

Wrapped in blinking lights, red tulle, and covered in fancy and homemade ornaments our tree stands in all it's glory.  I have the lights turned on pretty much around the clock because it makes me happy.  The girls share my holiday enthusiasm.  But whoever thought we could create a beautiful, flashing object, with lots of colors and textures all decorated with a star on top, sit it in the middle of our house and tell children not to touch is crazy.  I have literally spent the last few days telling all four of my girls that they are going to knock the tree over and "Please look but don't touch."  Not excluding my 8 year olds...  We have already had two ornament casualties (um, now make that three) which shattered in a million pieces on the kitchen floor as a tiny human (who will remain nameless...I give you one guess) was bringing them to show me.

I learned early in my parenting career to put all ornaments I value at the very top of the tree.  The only way little hands can reach them or break them is if they tip the tree over.  I'm not saying that won't happen because it could very possibly happen, but it's added security.  I also know that about 2 weeks before Christmas the entire bottom half of our tree will be undecorated because I eventually get tired of picking up and rehanging the ornaments.

 It's all good.  It's worth it. Christmas is better with my kiddos.

Who knows our elf Jerry may reappear any day now.  However, Caroline is convinced this year he's not coming back because Anna touched him last year and she is positive he lost all his magic.

Let us enjoy the festivities and memories of the season. 

 

Isaiah 9:6 -- For to us a child is born, to us a son is given, and the government will be on his shoulders. And he will be called Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace.

 

Merry Christmas!

My mantle garland looked beautiful and was working beautifully, lights glowing perfectly and then today all the lights stopped working totally.  Sheesh...can this girl get a break from the light problems this year?

The Tree reminds us of Jesus.
Revelation 22:14

The ornaments reminds us that Jesus is the "precious stone."
1 Peter 2:4

The lights on the tree remind us that Jesus is the light of the world.
John 9:5

The lights on the tree also reminds us of Jesus and how he fills the universe and promises us we will shine like the stars.
Philippians 2:15

The presents under the tree remind us of the wise men and of the spiritual gift of faith.
Matthew 2:11
Romans 12:6

 

Hair Drying and God Speaking

I hear from God most clearly when I am drying my hair.  Go ahead and laugh.  It is funny but it's true.  Could be the hum of the hair dryer drowns out all the other noise that is constant in my house.  It is one moment in my day when I am relatively still and I stand in front of the mirror almost robotically to dry my hair and my mind always starts to wander.

I think about my life, my husband, my children and  trials my friends and family may be going through.  It is often a time when I pray for people who I have promised to pray for.  I don't take that lightly. That is one lesson God taught me through my own daughter's illness.  Don't flippantly tell people you are going to pray for them.  If you say it really do it.  They are counting on you. Do it while you dry your hair each morning;)

A couple of weeks ago, while drying my hair God put one of my girlfriends on my heart and a specific message I felt she needed to hear.  I immediately stopped and went to email her.  She called me a week later and told me that is exactly the encouragement she needed.  I never want to miss a time when God wants to use me to speak to someone.

Sunday morning I was thinking about my own life and some things I am worried about and the verse "The joy of the Lord is my strength," popped right into my head.  The last month or so the verse "Be still and know that I am God." seems to appear everywhere. It was a verse in my morning devotional, it was a title to a song on my daughter's lullaby tape, my sister has it written  on Caleb's nursery wall. Coincidence? I think not.  I had to smile.  "Okay God. I get what you are trying to tell me." 

I haven't always heard from God so clearly and I have been a Christian for many years.  I had the thought yesterday that in order for God speak to me He uses His word.  I haven't always had a consistent devotional time and I haven't always hungered for God's word.  Once I started making it a priority and I became more familiar with different Bible verses I saw how God used this to speak to me.

I had been thinking about all this the past few days and then I heard a song on the radio today as I was chauffeuring my kiddos to school.  I thought, "Okay God, I know you want this to be my next blog post and it prompted me to write today.  The chorus goes like this:

Word of God speak
Would you pour down like rain
Washing my eyes to see
Your majesty
To be still and know
That you're in this place
Please let me stay and rest
In your holiness
Word of God speak

I'm finding myself in the midst of You
Beyond the music, beyond the noise
All that I need is to be with You
And in the quiet hear Your voice.

So whether it is while you are drying your hair, or running, or at night after the kids go to bed  or early in the morning over a hot cup of coffee ( or even luke warm...mine is always luke warm due to interruptions;) take some time to let Jesus speak to you.  If you delve into His word and learn it, it will be easier to discern what God is saying to you. It will give you peace in your own life and He will be able to use you to impact others.  Trust me there is a peace knowing that no matter what happens God is near.  I believe He is near to me and I am thankful.

 A picture of my hair actually dried and fixed!  I have to admit I have been pony tailing it up and slapping on a hat all too often lately.  Guess I should fix my hair everyday and give God a chance to speak!  There is some motivation!

A Challenge.

November.  I love November.  The hot, sticky Florida air cools down.  We open our windows and let the breeze refresh our home and our souls.  It's a first opportunity for new fuzzy sweatshirts and sparkly boots.

 

I have noticed over the past few years that people on Facebook are doing the 30 Days of Thankfulness and naming things they are thankful for each day.   What a great idea.  However, I want to propose a challenge.  Since people are very focused right now on the blessings in life take the time to bless someone else.

Step our of your box, your busy schedule, your everyday routine and take the time to brighten someone's day.  Take someone a meal, send a hand written note to let somebody know how special he/she is to you, pay for the persons dinner behind you in the drive thru line, drop by a friend's home with their favorite coffee, volunteer at the food pantry, take care of your neighbor's children for a few hours, donate some clothes to Goodwill, give money to a worthy cause.  That's just for starters.

I am just so convicted lately how easy it is to sit back stagnantly in our comfy, privileged lifestyles and tell everyone how blessed and thankful we are. Do we pay it forward?  God commands us to.

Actions speak louder than words. 

It's so true.

Not such a bad thing to get your kiddos involved in either.  Show them in a tangible way what it means to care and to give back.

 I am allowed to enjoy my blessings but, I must remember that the main reason for which God has blessed me is so I may be a blessing to others.

Christian love puts others above ourselves

"Do nothing out of selfish ambition or vain conceit, but in humility consider others better than yourselves. Each of you should look not only to your own interests, but also to the interests of others."  Philippians 2:3-4

"Let your light shine before men in such a way that they may see your good works, and glorify your Father who is in heaven."  Matthew 5:16

Stop talking, get up and go.

And by the way today and everyday I am thankful for the greatest blessings of my life.... my nest of little girls.  Oh how I love them so.

Do you think I can say the word blessing one more time in this post?  I need a thesaurus.

Blessings to you...hehehe.