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Dec. 4, 2009
Making Ends Meet
As I watch my children struggle with ungrateful hearts I find the same wicked heart in myself.
It's ugly.
I don't like it.
God has so blessed our family with a job, a warm house, a healthy family, good friends.
But I find myself sometimes staring into the abyss of what once was, how living in debt (although a total lie) was so much easier than trying to live life without it.
Why do our hearts ever wander to what is not?
Why, when He has proven Himself faithful time and time again, do I still struggle for control?
Sometimes I really want to smack myself. Or take my heart out of my chest, give it a stern talking to and return it to it's position within my body.
Thankfulness. Gratefulness. Contentment. Peace.
Great-Full-Ness.........GOD.
"Lord, let me walk with the wise so that I may be wise. Give me a thankful heart. Forgive me when my doubt and unbelief become bigger than you." |
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Dec. 3, 2009
So I was thinking...
...no actually I was reading Miss A LA MODE's ever-so-eloquent post POLLYANNA I"M NOT
Then it took me twenty minutes to figure out how to spell eloquent.
I'm thinking, "Darn, if my friend wasn't so good with words I wouldn't be struggling with spelling this darn word."
If you read her words you'd think she never leaves her house but just like you and me she sees herself so differently than others see her.
Don't we all?
She's got the sweetest spirit of anyone you will ever meet. She's always quick to help anyone who only asks and she gave me shaving cream one time. A whole bottle! Of shaving cream!
Now that's love!
She shares the feeling most stay-at-home mom's have. By five o'clock we do meet questions from our wee ones with blank stares. Thinking to ourselves, "How can anyone have any questions left? There were none when we were discussing The Great Schism today." Why now? And who really cares where asparagus come from or the fact that it's a Veggie Tales character.
See our kids give us those same blank looks when we're trying our hardest to homeschool them.
You know that look...... "DUH"......... "HUH?"
I know those of you who know her know what a wonderful friend she is. My life is a better place because she is in it. She's openly honest with her struggles. She cracks me up. We've sworn to bake cookies in our PJ's one day next week and drink coffee all day. Home Economics Day, we're calling it.
I've known her for years. We met at a Women's Bible Study we both still attend----then with barely one kid and pregnant, then pregnant again. We've made it up to three kids for her and four for me. At Bible Study this week we openly admitted to the sensation of lactating just holding the latest newborn in our group. We think we'd like more kids.....at least in that shiny pretty place in our heads. But we sometimes sleep through the night now and let me tell ya, that's hard to give up, even for that newborn baby smell.
So don't let her fool you.
She's just like you and me. She see's herself differently than others see her.
She listens to the nasty inner voices.
She fights the secret inner mommy monster we all do.
And she smiles, slaps on another layer of deodorant, puts her hair in a pony tail and says, "Come on in. Please excuse the mess." As her littlest peanut meets you and with his sweetest little "not two" voice and says, "Pee Pee Potty" as his little boy curls plop here and there.
She's potty training her youngest boy in the same manner I did.
Just go ask another mom who's raised a boy.
I'm not giving any secrets away here.
Power to ya sister!!
IN HIM-- |
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Nov. 25, 2009
Thanksgiving Ramblings...
This Thanksgiving it will have been 15 years since I met my husband. Three moves and four children later, countless cats, goldfish and a dog we're so thankful for all God has done in our lives.
This year I'm especially thankful for my test results. All of my biopsies came back benign. My tummy is swollen and I have four incisions that look dandy about now. But I got to keep lots of organs I could have potentially lost. God was so gracious to me. I'm amazed at the prayer, the love from others, and His work in my body and life.
We won't be traveling this Thanksgiving and sweet friends were kind enough to invite us to dinner so I'm not cooking either. Yippee!
Our oldest son has begun basketball. Something I never imagined would happen. He's such a football fanatic! But I'm glad he's broadening his horizons where sports are concerned.
My mom bought him basketball shoes for his birthday (which is Christmas Day). The child is wearing a men's 8 now. What happened to my 6lb 13oz baby boy?
Running sprints. He's a fast one!
Baby girl, who loves the camera, gave me a few poses while we watched practice. These pictures capture her personality to a "T".
She is the spitting image of me. God bless her heart!
Pray for me, will ya?
Tomorrow is a sunny 60 degree day. Perfect Thanksgiving weather!
Our middle son has begun art lessons. He's quite the talented little artist and I love knowing he can go from football to art without batting an eye!
From our family to yours...Have a great Thanksgiving! God is good! |
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Nov. 22, 2009
Two days Post-op
After two days of recovery I've finally lost most of the anesthesia fog and I'm getting a little clearer.
My tummy looks like I'm pregnant with a painted on smiley face where my incisions are. I have four of them, with the lower one hurting the most. I spent part of today searching for sweat pants onine that will fit a 6'2" woman. I'm not sure when I'll be able to button jeans again.
For all of you brave women out there who have had C-sections I sympathize with you in a way I could never before. Boy, am I sore!!
Because everyone was so happy with my results I don't have a clear picture of exactly what was done on Friday but hope to talk to my Dr. tomorrow. I do know I have all my parts and pieces and that makes me smile.
God is so good to give us things we could never even imagine. Of course I'd figured out the three or four options I was going to be faced with and just like HIM he hands me one far better.
"I love you Jesus, just for being you."
Hope you had a good weekend.
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Nov. 21, 2009
Surgery
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