So, I took an unplanned sabbatical from blogging, thanks to a grueling class schedule for the fall semester. I can't remember the last time I was able to sit down and gather my thoughts long enough to blog about them! Next semester may prove to be just as challenging, as it is my first official semester in the nursing program! I can't believe it has been that long (two and a half years!)...since I finally decided what I wanted to be "when I grew up!" And, for once, I haven't given up! I am beyond excited to see what is in store for me for the next five semesters!
I am in a crazy season of life, which has landed me studying hard Proverbs 91. My favorite verse is 1:2, "I will say of the Lord, He is my refuge and my fortress: my God; in him will I trust." Sadly, earthly things are usually my refuge. My battle is against this lie that Satan tells me each and everyday. Where do you take refuge?
Thursday, December 30, 2010
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
more things I am learning
The Lord DOES give us more than we can handle.
Dirty laundry multiplies faster than rabbits.
Babies bounce.
Kids WILL talk. Listen. Really listen.
There will never be enough hours in the day.
An ugly heart can't be disguised by a pretty face.
Mean people suck.
Love on purpose.
Memorize scripture. It is the armor that protects from life.
Control is an illusion.
Sanity is overrated.
God does not grant patience. He gives opportunities to practice it.
I will never know it all.
My kids will.
You are never too old for PB&Js!
It is okay to cry.
If you are not content with what you have now, you will not be content with what you wish you had.
Some days, having it all together is simply having had a shower.
To see my first post on things I am learning, click here.
Dirty laundry multiplies faster than rabbits.
Babies bounce.
Kids WILL talk. Listen. Really listen.
There will never be enough hours in the day.
An ugly heart can't be disguised by a pretty face.
Mean people suck.
Love on purpose.
Memorize scripture. It is the armor that protects from life.
Control is an illusion.
Sanity is overrated.
God does not grant patience. He gives opportunities to practice it.
I will never know it all.
My kids will.
You are never too old for PB&Js!
It is okay to cry.
If you are not content with what you have now, you will not be content with what you wish you had.
Some days, having it all together is simply having had a shower.
To see my first post on things I am learning, click here.
Sunday, October 24, 2010
crazy beautiful life
Ahhhhh...my crazy life. Such sweetness and such chaos wrapped into it. I can't imagine it being any other way!
So much has been going on, but I will recap only today. It was a precious time for our family. On Friday, our Bayleigh Joy turned one. What a bittersweet day. I love watching her grow, but it is sad as well. Time is fleeting. Our days are numbered. I remind myself of this each morning now. Don't waste this moment, I say almost audibly.
Back to today...
We celebrated Bay's first year of life with family here at home. That might sound like just another day...unless you know our family. Aunts, uncles, cousins, grandparents...it was a big shindig. A pinata met its doom, kids ran screaming through the house and yard, yummy food was consumed (my honey is the most excellent cook!)...it was wonderful. When all the goodbyes were said, and all our guests were gone, we did what any partied out family would do...we played kickball while Bay fell exhausted into her crib. How sweet it will be when she can play with us!
Here is the precious birthday girl...
Friends, the Lord is stretching me in some really big ways right now. Positive, life-changing stretching...but uncomfortable all the same. You know the kind when you have a person on either side of you pulling your arms in opposite directions as if to pull them right out of their sockets? Yep, that's about how it feels. It is deeply personal, so I may not end up sharing it here, but please pray...I need prayers of encouragement...to stay the course and fight the fight to the end.
So much has been going on, but I will recap only today. It was a precious time for our family. On Friday, our Bayleigh Joy turned one. What a bittersweet day. I love watching her grow, but it is sad as well. Time is fleeting. Our days are numbered. I remind myself of this each morning now. Don't waste this moment, I say almost audibly.
Back to today...
We celebrated Bay's first year of life with family here at home. That might sound like just another day...unless you know our family. Aunts, uncles, cousins, grandparents...it was a big shindig. A pinata met its doom, kids ran screaming through the house and yard, yummy food was consumed (my honey is the most excellent cook!)...it was wonderful. When all the goodbyes were said, and all our guests were gone, we did what any partied out family would do...we played kickball while Bay fell exhausted into her crib. How sweet it will be when she can play with us!
Here is the precious birthday girl...
Friends, the Lord is stretching me in some really big ways right now. Positive, life-changing stretching...but uncomfortable all the same. You know the kind when you have a person on either side of you pulling your arms in opposite directions as if to pull them right out of their sockets? Yep, that's about how it feels. It is deeply personal, so I may not end up sharing it here, but please pray...I need prayers of encouragement...to stay the course and fight the fight to the end.
Saturday, October 2, 2010
Fall is officially here!
Fall is my absolute favorite time of the year! It is the start to football, birthday, and holiday season around here, and I just love all the celebrating that goes on! I love to bake...not cook...just bake, and fall is when all my best recipes make their way to our table. Okay, so I take that cooking thing back...I love to cook when it's cold outside. I make some mean soups and chilis!
I have derailed...back to the baking thing...
Fall means pumpkin. And pumpkin is my FAVE ingredient in my baking this time of year. It really gets me giddy thinking of all the wonderful dishes that can be made with this amazing gourd! Today kicked off the pumpkin-packed baking season, starting with this amazing recipe...
Pumpkin Bars
I got this recipe from a sweet friend several years ago. It is so yummy and super moist!
2 C pumpkin
2 C white sugar
1 C veg oil
4 eggs
2 C flour
1 tsp baking soda
2 tsp baking powder
1/4 tsp salt
2 tsp cinnamon
Stir together pumpkin, eggs, sugar, and oil. Sift in flour, baking soda, baking powder, salt, and cinnamon. Pour on a lightly greased large cookie sheet with sides (jelly roll pan). Bake at 350 degrees for 20-30 minutes, don't over bake. Cool on rack before frosting.
NOTE: Different pan can be used, but I have found that it doesn't bake evenly. If you choose to use a different pan, check it often.
For the frosting:
3 oz cream cheese, softened (NOT warm)
1 tbsp milk
3/4 C butter, softened (NOT warm)
1 3/4 C powdered sugar, sifted
1 tsp vanilla
(I 1.5 times this recipe because we like extra frosting!)
Cream together cream cheese, milk, vanilla, and butter. Stir in powdered sugar. Beat with mixer until smooth. Frost cooled bars and refrigerate until cool and chilled.
This is another of my favorite pumpkin recipes...
Pumpkin Cheesecake Trifle
There are many variations on this recipe, but this is by far my favorite (partly from a recipe I found online and partly from trial and error with many other recipes)
Pumpkin layer:
8 oz cream cheese, softened (NOT in the microwave)
1/2 tsp salt
1 C packed brown sugar
1 tsp ground ginger
1/2 tsp ground cloves
2 tsp ground cinnamon
15 oz pumpkin (1 can)
Package of gingersnaps, crushed
Toffee pieces, crushed (I buy crushed Heath you can find where the choc chips are!)
In a mixing bowl, beat cream cheese for pumpkin layer until soft and smooth. Add sugar, brown sugar, ginger, cloves, cinnamon, and pumpkin. Beat until smooth. Place half of crushed gingersnaps into trifle bowl. Cover with half of pumpkin mixture. Add remaining half of crushed gingernsaps.
Cheesecake layer:
16 oz cream cheese, softened
1 C packed brown sugar
1 tbsp vanilla
1/2 C heavy whipping cream (I never said these were healthy!)
In another bowl, beat the remaining cream cheese until smooth. Add the remaining brown sugar, heavy cream, and vanilla. Beat until well mixed, about two minutes on high. Pour over the second gingersnap layer. Garnish with toffee pieces.
Enjoy friends! I know I will! ;D
I have derailed...back to the baking thing...
Fall means pumpkin. And pumpkin is my FAVE ingredient in my baking this time of year. It really gets me giddy thinking of all the wonderful dishes that can be made with this amazing gourd! Today kicked off the pumpkin-packed baking season, starting with this amazing recipe...
Pumpkin Bars
I got this recipe from a sweet friend several years ago. It is so yummy and super moist!
2 C pumpkin
2 C white sugar
1 C veg oil
4 eggs
2 C flour
1 tsp baking soda
2 tsp baking powder
1/4 tsp salt
2 tsp cinnamon
Stir together pumpkin, eggs, sugar, and oil. Sift in flour, baking soda, baking powder, salt, and cinnamon. Pour on a lightly greased large cookie sheet with sides (jelly roll pan). Bake at 350 degrees for 20-30 minutes, don't over bake. Cool on rack before frosting.
NOTE: Different pan can be used, but I have found that it doesn't bake evenly. If you choose to use a different pan, check it often.
For the frosting:
3 oz cream cheese, softened (NOT warm)
1 tbsp milk
3/4 C butter, softened (NOT warm)
1 3/4 C powdered sugar, sifted
1 tsp vanilla
(I 1.5 times this recipe because we like extra frosting!)
Cream together cream cheese, milk, vanilla, and butter. Stir in powdered sugar. Beat with mixer until smooth. Frost cooled bars and refrigerate until cool and chilled.
This is another of my favorite pumpkin recipes...
Pumpkin Cheesecake Trifle
There are many variations on this recipe, but this is by far my favorite (partly from a recipe I found online and partly from trial and error with many other recipes)
Pumpkin layer:
8 oz cream cheese, softened (NOT in the microwave)
1/2 tsp salt
1 C packed brown sugar
1 tsp ground ginger
1/2 tsp ground cloves
2 tsp ground cinnamon
15 oz pumpkin (1 can)
Package of gingersnaps, crushed
Toffee pieces, crushed (I buy crushed Heath you can find where the choc chips are!)
In a mixing bowl, beat cream cheese for pumpkin layer until soft and smooth. Add sugar, brown sugar, ginger, cloves, cinnamon, and pumpkin. Beat until smooth. Place half of crushed gingersnaps into trifle bowl. Cover with half of pumpkin mixture. Add remaining half of crushed gingernsaps.
Cheesecake layer:
16 oz cream cheese, softened
1 C packed brown sugar
1 tbsp vanilla
1/2 C heavy whipping cream (I never said these were healthy!)
In another bowl, beat the remaining cream cheese until smooth. Add the remaining brown sugar, heavy cream, and vanilla. Beat until well mixed, about two minutes on high. Pour over the second gingersnap layer. Garnish with toffee pieces.
Enjoy friends! I know I will! ;D
Thursday, September 16, 2010
short people
They are simply amazing me this week! I am certain a change in attitude and behavior on my part is the reason, however, it's still awesome! Seriously thinking about baking a cake tomorrow for my short people to celebrate our week!
Cameron has memorized 1 Timothy 4:9-13! It is the K5 motto... This is a trustworthy saying that deserves full acceptance (and for this we labor and strive), that we have put our hope in the living God, who is the Savior of all men, and especially of those who believe. Command and teach these things. Don't let anyone look down on you because you are young, but set an example for the believers in speech, in life, in love, in faith and in purity. Until I come, devote yourself to the public reading of Scripture, to preaching and to teaching. WOW! We worked on this together, and I am amazed at Cameron's natural ability to memorize! He is now on to the next passage...it is longer! K5 is a much heavier study than Cam is used to, but he is embracing it and is so excited! I love to see him fired up about these things! {K5 is the discipleship program at our church for 5th graders.}
Miss Carleigh has made great strides in her morning routine. She has a very hard time getting up in the morning and getting herself dressed and ready for school without a lot of prodding. We sat down and talked about it, and I promised her no more prodding. BUT...she would accept the natural consequences that came with dawdling...even if that meant she had to wear her jammies to school or go with messy hair. Since then, she has woken with a smile on her face and has obeyed each command the first time with very little redirection! YAY for her! {This is HUGE my friends!}
Bri is fully potty-trained...both #1 and #2. She still struggles a little with the latter, but we are working on it. I practically threw her a party yesterday when she went all by herself (#2, that is.)
Caleb has been in rare form...super fantastic great terrific attitude! The praise has been free-flowing for this because it is a very big deal!
Bella is a happy camper. All smiles most of the day (meltdowns are few!)
Bayleigh...well...she's just her usual little dollface self! She's always waving bye bye. I ADORE watching her interact with her siblings...especially Cameron! Those two are peas in a pod! She makes him happy and he makes her happy! LOVE it!
I have cool kids.
Cameron has memorized 1 Timothy 4:9-13! It is the K5 motto... This is a trustworthy saying that deserves full acceptance (and for this we labor and strive), that we have put our hope in the living God, who is the Savior of all men, and especially of those who believe. Command and teach these things. Don't let anyone look down on you because you are young, but set an example for the believers in speech, in life, in love, in faith and in purity. Until I come, devote yourself to the public reading of Scripture, to preaching and to teaching. WOW! We worked on this together, and I am amazed at Cameron's natural ability to memorize! He is now on to the next passage...it is longer! K5 is a much heavier study than Cam is used to, but he is embracing it and is so excited! I love to see him fired up about these things! {K5 is the discipleship program at our church for 5th graders.}
Miss Carleigh has made great strides in her morning routine. She has a very hard time getting up in the morning and getting herself dressed and ready for school without a lot of prodding. We sat down and talked about it, and I promised her no more prodding. BUT...she would accept the natural consequences that came with dawdling...even if that meant she had to wear her jammies to school or go with messy hair. Since then, she has woken with a smile on her face and has obeyed each command the first time with very little redirection! YAY for her! {This is HUGE my friends!}
Bri is fully potty-trained...both #1 and #2. She still struggles a little with the latter, but we are working on it. I practically threw her a party yesterday when she went all by herself (#2, that is.)
Caleb has been in rare form...super fantastic great terrific attitude! The praise has been free-flowing for this because it is a very big deal!
Bella is a happy camper. All smiles most of the day (meltdowns are few!)
Bayleigh...well...she's just her usual little dollface self! She's always waving bye bye. I ADORE watching her interact with her siblings...especially Cameron! Those two are peas in a pod! She makes him happy and he makes her happy! LOVE it!
I have cool kids.
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
focusing update
About a year ago, we got a new mattress...a memory foam one. Immediately, it made me hot all night long, but it was bearable because I knew that would come to an end once Bayleigh was born. I wasn't prepared for the ginourmous indentation that would be made by my body in the mattress, however. And now, the impression is causing my back to hurt, and I don't sleep comfortably...ever. I have endured several months of feeling this way until we finally decided to make good on the mattress warranty and have it replaced. Hallelujah! But until the new mattress arrives, I am sleep-deprived. Sleep-deprived and hungry doesn't make for a good mommy, wife, or student. I had a hard time concentrating in class on Monday, and my fuse has definitely been a little short.
Well...fasting isn't easy. In a way, I feel as if I have failed...if it weren't for the near immediate answers I received. I had a really good first day, as I spent a great deal of time praying. I have definitely felt divine prompting over the last couple of days. And I have seen it manifesting in my family as well...in both good and bad ways. I'm convinced it has been more the attitude of prayer than the day of fasting...after all, I didn't get too far past the feeling of hunger! I am committed to prayer until I can devote myself to fasting once again. Praying for tomorrow to be that day!
Thank you friends for your support!
Well...fasting isn't easy. In a way, I feel as if I have failed...if it weren't for the near immediate answers I received. I had a really good first day, as I spent a great deal of time praying. I have definitely felt divine prompting over the last couple of days. And I have seen it manifesting in my family as well...in both good and bad ways. I'm convinced it has been more the attitude of prayer than the day of fasting...after all, I didn't get too far past the feeling of hunger! I am committed to prayer until I can devote myself to fasting once again. Praying for tomorrow to be that day!
Thank you friends for your support!
Sunday, September 12, 2010
focusing
Recently, I met with two wise and Godly women who speak volumes into my life on a regular basis. I am quite certain they do not know how much impact they have on me. We were talking over breakfast about our families, and I mentioned some of the burdens I have been carrying regarding my family over the past couple of months. I explained to them that I was not hearing from the Lord on these matters, and that I was frustrated because I have been asking Him to guide me....and....nothing. Very matter-of-factly, one of them tells me I must fast. Huh? I have known people who fast, and I have read a great deal about fasting, but I have never done it myself. I have really never felt a great calling to do so either. So, for the past week since the ladies and I met, I have been praying further...the same prayer asking for guidance. Still nothing. Still frustrated. BUT...I have been further burdened to fast. Tomorrow starts day 1. Since I am new to this, I will not be doing the no food or drink fast (which is quite dangerous anyway), but instead, I will be eating only fruit and drinking water. The purpose is to gain clarity and focus so that I can love my family on purpose and be all that I am intended to be. In addition, I desire to be in intentional prayer for each member of my family. I am anxious. What if I do this, and I hear nothing still? I will be here in a day or two to post an update.
Lord, take away my fear and give me a spirit of peace and understanding.
Lord, take away my fear and give me a spirit of peace and understanding.
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
cowboy football
So...if you know my family well, you already know that my husband has a thing for Cowboy football. No, not Dallas Cowboys {although I am certain they run a close second}...OSU Cowboys. We have had the privilege of being able to buy season tickets for the past few seasons, and I can only think of a few games that Chris has missed since we have been married. I haven't always been a fan of college football...or football in general I suppose. My former husband and his family are pretty big OU fans, so I would gather with them and even wear the now forbidden crimson. I enjoyed the social gathering involved, but never got into the games...or the sport itself for that matter. I can't quite tell you when that changed for me. But now...I won't miss a game either. This year, I will be able to attend all home games except for two...thanks to my sister and my cousin getting married. Seriously...who gets married on a Saturday in the fall? Sheesh. That's game day!
ANYWAY...this weekend, Miss Carleigh graced us with her presence at the tailgate and game, and it was a blast. She was so excited to join us and have the spotlight all to herself! I'm sure she couldn't tell you much about the game, but she sure had fun! She ate tons of junk, walked all over campus with me, got her face painted, and visited the ladies bathrooms a bajillion times! I loved having her along. Here are a few pics from our day...
ANYWAY...this weekend, Miss Carleigh graced us with her presence at the tailgate and game, and it was a blast. She was so excited to join us and have the spotlight all to herself! I'm sure she couldn't tell you much about the game, but she sure had fun! She ate tons of junk, walked all over campus with me, got her face painted, and visited the ladies bathrooms a bajillion times! I loved having her along. Here are a few pics from our day...
Me and my girl...I love her so much!
Showing her guns
GO POKES
Me and hubs...doesn't he look great?
He lost a ton of weight this spring and summer!
Kevin and Britt
She's an OU grad and OU pom alum...
but she claims us and supports the Pokes
{except during Bedlam of course!}
Friday, September 3, 2010
things I am learning...
Give.
Grace over grudge.
Tell the truth...even when it hurts or gets you into trouble.
Stay married.
Don't be a bully.
Tell your family each day how much you love them.
We are not promised tomorrow. Do it today.
Be open-minded.
There are two sides to every story; when you hear one, don't assume you know the other.
Don't gossip or listen to gossip.
Keep your garden weeded.
A clean house isn't as important as the relationships with the people who live in it.
Exercise.
Act like a kid with your kids.
Choose joy.
Drink lots of water.
Yelling at someone in anger is never justifiable.
Apologize when you hurt someone.
Band-Aids make it feel better, even when you're not bleeding.
Sing, even if you're really bad at it.
Bake yummy treats often...and then eat them right away.
Babies eat everything.
Be good at giving the Heimlich (remember babies eat everything!)
When you have kids, you become good at identifying rashes.
Never let what someone else says about you determine your worth.
Find something good in everyone.
Pray. Pray. Pray.
Be really good at one thing.
Life is a gift, not a right.
Rules are for everyone. Not just for the people who choose to follow them.
Be grateful.
Really understand that life isn't always fair.
Sometimes, the grass IS greener on the other side; just don't take the shortcut to get there.
Grace over grudge.
Tell the truth...even when it hurts or gets you into trouble.
Stay married.
Don't be a bully.
Tell your family each day how much you love them.
We are not promised tomorrow. Do it today.
Be open-minded.
There are two sides to every story; when you hear one, don't assume you know the other.
Don't gossip or listen to gossip.
Keep your garden weeded.
A clean house isn't as important as the relationships with the people who live in it.
Exercise.
Act like a kid with your kids.
Choose joy.
Drink lots of water.
Yelling at someone in anger is never justifiable.
Apologize when you hurt someone.
Band-Aids make it feel better, even when you're not bleeding.
Sing, even if you're really bad at it.
Bake yummy treats often...and then eat them right away.
Babies eat everything.
Be good at giving the Heimlich (remember babies eat everything!)
When you have kids, you become good at identifying rashes.
Never let what someone else says about you determine your worth.
Find something good in everyone.
Pray. Pray. Pray.
Be really good at one thing.
Life is a gift, not a right.
Rules are for everyone. Not just for the people who choose to follow them.
Be grateful.
Really understand that life isn't always fair.
Sometimes, the grass IS greener on the other side; just don't take the shortcut to get there.
Wednesday, September 1, 2010
growing up
I can not believe it has been nearly a month since I last posted! WOW! The time has been filled with getting the older four kiddos started in school and me starting back to school as well. What a great year it is going to be all the way around! All four of the kids got fantastic teachers, but I can't imagine otherwise at their amazing school! We are so blessed to live in the district we do!
Each year on the first day of school, I take pictures of the kids on our front steps. We have now lived in this house for three years, so I have had the chance to take pictures of them at the beginning of FOUR different school years in the same place! What a great way to see how much they have grown. Just check it out ...
So, there is a patch of mortar on the brick at Cam's ear in the first picture. In the second picture, the patch is just below his shoulder. Caleb and I calculated that Cameron had grown 4 bricks in 3 years!
Each year on the first day of school, I take pictures of the kids on our front steps. We have now lived in this house for three years, so I have had the chance to take pictures of them at the beginning of FOUR different school years in the same place! What a great way to see how much they have grown. Just check it out ...
So, there is a patch of mortar on the brick at Cam's ear in the first picture. In the second picture, the patch is just below his shoulder. Caleb and I calculated that Cameron had grown 4 bricks in 3 years!
2nd and 5th grades
Caleb has grown 3 bricks.
Kindergarten and 3rd grade
Carleigh has grown just under 3 bricks.
pre-K and 2nd grade
Bella was only 15 months old and just learning to walk when the older kids started school in 2007 (this is her the day they started school),
but she began the tradition of getting her picture taken this year!
She's taller than Carleigh was when she started pre-K!
So fun to see how they have grown!
Tuesday, August 3, 2010
family update
Our busy summer is finally coming to a close.
Many of you already know that I am divorced and remarried. My former husband remarried early this summer, and I finally understand better what he has gone through the past five and a half years. I remarried then, and I took for granted what it was like for him to handle the changes that come along with that. At first, it was hard for me...you all know my battle with control. I must say that my outlook has changed dramatically in that area. I am embracing the new family dynamic. It's like Craig, the pastor of our church, said this weekend in his message..."If you want to find something postive, you will. If you want to find something negative, you will." I don't want to find anything negative, so I am just not going to look for it. So...all that to say that we have had successes and trials in figuring out how it is all going to work. I must give a big thanks to Steve, my former husband, and his wife, Roanne. Without their willingness to work cooperatively to parent Cameron, Caleb, and Carleigh, we could all have a more difficult time.
I coached Carleigh's t-ball team this year. I am so glad I tried it...it was an adventure coaching 15 5-7 year olds! This was Carleigh's second year to play, but we're not certain she'll play again. She likes it, but she just doesn't want to practice when it is so hot, so she is not developing her skills. We shall see what her work ethic is like next spring! Bella tried her hand at t-ball as well. Now, that was a sight! Ten 4-year-olds playing t-ball! It was like herding cats! My neighbor and running buddy coached the team, and was so sweet and patient with them. Caleb and Cameron decided not to play baseball this year. We were a bit bummed that Caleb did not want to...he is quite a talented player! He pursued basketball instead, and surprised us with his talent there as well! The girls and Cameron are taking the fall off sports, although both Carleigh and Bella will be in dance. Caleb is playing flag football again...his second season. No suprise that he was good at that, too. Cameron plans to play basketball this winter.
School starts on the 19th, and four of the short people will be headed off to Cross Timbers. Bella is entering pre-K, and can hardly contain her excitement! Carleigh will be a 2nd grader, Caleb a 3rd grader, and Cameron a 5th grader! All of them are so smart and talented, I just know it will be another successful year!
MY school begins on the 23rd, and I am nervous and excited all at the same time! This is my last "free" semester. By free, I mean that after this fall, I will be spending lots of time in the classroom, in clinicals, and studying. What an adventure! I am so blessed by the support of my husband...if it wasn't for him, I would not be nearly as successful! Thank you, Lord!
We are rounding out our summer with TWO weddings! My sister, Julia, is getting married on the 14th of this month. I have yet to find a dress. My other sisters and I are the attendants and are wearing different black dresses. They all have theirs. Can I do it in less than two weeks? Sara is getting married on September 18th at the family farm in Kansas. It's small and intimate, no attendants...so no dress to find! ;) BUT...I am the wedding photographer! Should be fun! I am so excited for them both...I can't believe that my sisters are all grown up!
Now, about that fall weather...
Many of you already know that I am divorced and remarried. My former husband remarried early this summer, and I finally understand better what he has gone through the past five and a half years. I remarried then, and I took for granted what it was like for him to handle the changes that come along with that. At first, it was hard for me...you all know my battle with control. I must say that my outlook has changed dramatically in that area. I am embracing the new family dynamic. It's like Craig, the pastor of our church, said this weekend in his message..."If you want to find something postive, you will. If you want to find something negative, you will." I don't want to find anything negative, so I am just not going to look for it. So...all that to say that we have had successes and trials in figuring out how it is all going to work. I must give a big thanks to Steve, my former husband, and his wife, Roanne. Without their willingness to work cooperatively to parent Cameron, Caleb, and Carleigh, we could all have a more difficult time.
I coached Carleigh's t-ball team this year. I am so glad I tried it...it was an adventure coaching 15 5-7 year olds! This was Carleigh's second year to play, but we're not certain she'll play again. She likes it, but she just doesn't want to practice when it is so hot, so she is not developing her skills. We shall see what her work ethic is like next spring! Bella tried her hand at t-ball as well. Now, that was a sight! Ten 4-year-olds playing t-ball! It was like herding cats! My neighbor and running buddy coached the team, and was so sweet and patient with them. Caleb and Cameron decided not to play baseball this year. We were a bit bummed that Caleb did not want to...he is quite a talented player! He pursued basketball instead, and surprised us with his talent there as well! The girls and Cameron are taking the fall off sports, although both Carleigh and Bella will be in dance. Caleb is playing flag football again...his second season. No suprise that he was good at that, too. Cameron plans to play basketball this winter.
School starts on the 19th, and four of the short people will be headed off to Cross Timbers. Bella is entering pre-K, and can hardly contain her excitement! Carleigh will be a 2nd grader, Caleb a 3rd grader, and Cameron a 5th grader! All of them are so smart and talented, I just know it will be another successful year!
MY school begins on the 23rd, and I am nervous and excited all at the same time! This is my last "free" semester. By free, I mean that after this fall, I will be spending lots of time in the classroom, in clinicals, and studying. What an adventure! I am so blessed by the support of my husband...if it wasn't for him, I would not be nearly as successful! Thank you, Lord!
We are rounding out our summer with TWO weddings! My sister, Julia, is getting married on the 14th of this month. I have yet to find a dress. My other sisters and I are the attendants and are wearing different black dresses. They all have theirs. Can I do it in less than two weeks? Sara is getting married on September 18th at the family farm in Kansas. It's small and intimate, no attendants...so no dress to find! ;) BUT...I am the wedding photographer! Should be fun! I am so excited for them both...I can't believe that my sisters are all grown up!
Now, about that fall weather...
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
a growing family
I am simply amazed at how quickly the time has passed since I started having babies.
I can remember nearly everything about my pregnancy with Cameron, my oldest. The emotion I felt then comes flooding back so easily when I dwell on those memories. He will be 11 in November.
Caleb will be 9 in November. I love how he doesn't try to keep up with his brother.
Carleigh just turned 7. To me, she is just starting to lose her baby-ness.
Bella just turned 4, and is headed to pre-K in a few short weeks.
Bri is 2 and a half and can carry on an intelligent conversation with just about anyone.
All of these precious spirits have been big in size for their age. Bri has always been on the light side, but is tall.
Then there is Bay. She is my itty bitty baby, and different in so many ways from the other kids. She was the largest of the girls at birth, weighing in at 7lbs, 10oz. But since then, she has measured on the small side. This morning at her nine month well check, she weighed 16lbs, 7oz, which places her firmly in the 10th percentile. Her height, a mere 27 inches, puts her in the 20th percentile. She is a very well proportioned little thing...she just resembles a 6-month-old! Her size doesn't keep her from amazing us, however. She is nearly crawling, can sit up well, can go from the crawling position to sitting, can pull up to her knees in her crib, and is babbling up a storm!
Her milestones don't separate her from the rest of the brood, but there are several things that do. First, she is fair-haired. She has beautiful strawberry blonde curls (none of the others have curly hair), although I am certain her hair will darken as she gets older. Her eyes are very blue and her skin is fair. Her first word was "mama" (all the others said "dada" first). She cut her first two teeth in true textbook fashion...the bottom fronts. The next two to pop out will be her canines...on the top! Unlike her sisters before her who had tubes by this age, she's never had an ear infection. In fact, she's only been to see the ped for well checks.
I share all of this with you not because I favor Bayleigh over the other children, but because I naturally assumed I would know how this sweet girl was going to look, how she would grow, and how she would behave. Her distinctiveness has kept me guessing. It has also helped me to embrace the qualities in my other children that make them uniquely the individuals they have become. It has even changed my parenting style a bit.
Bayleigh Joy is our last little one (as if 6 wasn't enough, right?) I am in no hurry for her to be older, to move on to the next phase of growth, or to be any different than she is right now. She has helped me to slow down and just enjoy each of my short people right where they are right now. Too soon, they will be grown, and I will long for these days.
What is your life? You are a mist that appears for a little while and then vanishes. James 4:14
I can remember nearly everything about my pregnancy with Cameron, my oldest. The emotion I felt then comes flooding back so easily when I dwell on those memories. He will be 11 in November.
Caleb will be 9 in November. I love how he doesn't try to keep up with his brother.
Carleigh just turned 7. To me, she is just starting to lose her baby-ness.
Bella just turned 4, and is headed to pre-K in a few short weeks.
Bri is 2 and a half and can carry on an intelligent conversation with just about anyone.
All of these precious spirits have been big in size for their age. Bri has always been on the light side, but is tall.
Then there is Bay. She is my itty bitty baby, and different in so many ways from the other kids. She was the largest of the girls at birth, weighing in at 7lbs, 10oz. But since then, she has measured on the small side. This morning at her nine month well check, she weighed 16lbs, 7oz, which places her firmly in the 10th percentile. Her height, a mere 27 inches, puts her in the 20th percentile. She is a very well proportioned little thing...she just resembles a 6-month-old! Her size doesn't keep her from amazing us, however. She is nearly crawling, can sit up well, can go from the crawling position to sitting, can pull up to her knees in her crib, and is babbling up a storm!
Her milestones don't separate her from the rest of the brood, but there are several things that do. First, she is fair-haired. She has beautiful strawberry blonde curls (none of the others have curly hair), although I am certain her hair will darken as she gets older. Her eyes are very blue and her skin is fair. Her first word was "mama" (all the others said "dada" first). She cut her first two teeth in true textbook fashion...the bottom fronts. The next two to pop out will be her canines...on the top! Unlike her sisters before her who had tubes by this age, she's never had an ear infection. In fact, she's only been to see the ped for well checks.
I share all of this with you not because I favor Bayleigh over the other children, but because I naturally assumed I would know how this sweet girl was going to look, how she would grow, and how she would behave. Her distinctiveness has kept me guessing. It has also helped me to embrace the qualities in my other children that make them uniquely the individuals they have become. It has even changed my parenting style a bit.
Bayleigh Joy is our last little one (as if 6 wasn't enough, right?) I am in no hurry for her to be older, to move on to the next phase of growth, or to be any different than she is right now. She has helped me to slow down and just enjoy each of my short people right where they are right now. Too soon, they will be grown, and I will long for these days.
What is your life? You are a mist that appears for a little while and then vanishes. James 4:14
Monday, July 19, 2010
it is easy to be a fool
I read this verse during my morning reading, and it is too good not to share.
A fool finds no pleasure in understanding but delights in airing his own opinions. Proverbs 18:2
I love this. It clearly shows us how to discern truth (God) from lies (fools). One who is firmly planted in a garden of hatred (the fool who has no desire to understand) will reap a harvest of bitterness. The fool is perfectly content to condemn and slander at the expense of another. He does so even in the name of what is good and right and further believes wholeheartedly that the slander is deserved. It can be easy to fall prey to the unrighteous judgement. The condemnation is hurtful...after all, we are all human...given by the hand of the Lord a wide range of emotion. It can be easy to believe the slander. Don't.
Romans 8:1 says, Therefore, there is now no condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus.
Sounds easy, right? It's not. I have to remind myself often that my judgement is in Christ, and not in the flesh. I am a real person with real feelings. I cry. I hurt. My heart breaks. Just like you. Just like the fool. Yes, I also have to remember that the fool has feelings, too. The fool was created in Christ's image, just the same way I was. We are equally worthy of His love and grace. What a hard lesson.
Remember, it is easy to be a fool. It is difficult to seek to understand.
ADDED NOTE: Webster defines the word fool several different ways. Here are two commonly used definitions: 1. a person lacking in good judgement or prudence; 2. one with a marked propensity or fondness for something (e.g., a fool for God or a fool for love). It is of the former definition which I speak.
A fool finds no pleasure in understanding but delights in airing his own opinions. Proverbs 18:2
I love this. It clearly shows us how to discern truth (God) from lies (fools). One who is firmly planted in a garden of hatred (the fool who has no desire to understand) will reap a harvest of bitterness. The fool is perfectly content to condemn and slander at the expense of another. He does so even in the name of what is good and right and further believes wholeheartedly that the slander is deserved. It can be easy to fall prey to the unrighteous judgement. The condemnation is hurtful...after all, we are all human...given by the hand of the Lord a wide range of emotion. It can be easy to believe the slander. Don't.
Romans 8:1 says, Therefore, there is now no condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus.
Sounds easy, right? It's not. I have to remind myself often that my judgement is in Christ, and not in the flesh. I am a real person with real feelings. I cry. I hurt. My heart breaks. Just like you. Just like the fool. Yes, I also have to remember that the fool has feelings, too. The fool was created in Christ's image, just the same way I was. We are equally worthy of His love and grace. What a hard lesson.
Remember, it is easy to be a fool. It is difficult to seek to understand.
ADDED NOTE: Webster defines the word fool several different ways. Here are two commonly used definitions: 1. a person lacking in good judgement or prudence; 2. one with a marked propensity or fondness for something (e.g., a fool for God or a fool for love). It is of the former definition which I speak.
Sunday, July 18, 2010
if x, then y
No, this is not a math lesson.
James 4:13-14 reads, Come now, you who say, "Today or tomorrow, we will go to such and such a city, spend a year there, buy and sell, and make a profit"; whereas you do not know what will happen tomorrow. For what is your life? It is even a vapor that appears for a little time and then vanishes away.
I have spent countless hours wondering what would happen IF? I could plan my whole life out starting with that simple phrase...what if? Or how about this one... if x would happen, then life would be better.
Life is about the journey, not the destination.
Each day, I will continue to focus on relationships. Encouraging, discipling, mentoring, training, loving, playing. I will remember that I am not promised tomorrow. I will make the most of today. I will be thankful for how I am blessed now, and not how I might be blessed later.
This is the day the Lord has made; let us rejoice and be glad in it. Psalm 118:24
Are you accomplishing your dreams? What is keeping you from fulfilling them? Are you focusing on what matters in life?
James 4:13-14 reads, Come now, you who say, "Today or tomorrow, we will go to such and such a city, spend a year there, buy and sell, and make a profit"; whereas you do not know what will happen tomorrow. For what is your life? It is even a vapor that appears for a little time and then vanishes away.
I have spent countless hours wondering what would happen IF? I could plan my whole life out starting with that simple phrase...what if? Or how about this one... if x would happen, then life would be better.
Life is about the journey, not the destination.
Each day, I will continue to focus on relationships. Encouraging, discipling, mentoring, training, loving, playing. I will remember that I am not promised tomorrow. I will make the most of today. I will be thankful for how I am blessed now, and not how I might be blessed later.
This is the day the Lord has made; let us rejoice and be glad in it. Psalm 118:24
Are you accomplishing your dreams? What is keeping you from fulfilling them? Are you focusing on what matters in life?
Sunday, July 11, 2010
Carleigh...over the years
I am bummed that I don't have any digital pictures of Carleigh when she was first born...she was so sweet. But here are a few from the past 7 years...
Around 9 months old
1 year old
Two years old
Three years old
Four years old and headed to Pre-K
Five years old with her new haircut like mommy's
Six years old
Carleigh is 7!
Carleigh Grace was born on June 30, 2003. After two awesome boys, it was such a joy to be getting my little girl! But she is little no more! She is now a little lady at 7-years-old! It has been so fun to watch her grow. She was one of the most laid back babies I have ever known (except for her first two weeks of life, when she spent a lot of time screaming at me!) She always had a smile for everyone! When the terrific two's hit, she became a little pistol! She was the true definition of Dr. Dobson's strong-willed child...I never knew a child could cause so much frustration and joy all in an instant. One form of discipline never worked very long with Carleigh...she was too smart for us and figured out the game quickly. Then, a couple of years ago, I read The Five Love Languages at Chris' prompting. We were reading it for each other, but I found that we could apply it to our children as well. Almost instantly, I knew that Carleigh's love language is quality time. She is at her best when we single her out and take her somewhere, even if it is only to the grocery store. I love that when she is having a bad day that I can simply take her aside, do something as simple as read to her, and she is a changed kid! She is becoming a young lady before my eyes. She has grown up so much, and I am so proud of her!
So...yesterday, we celebrated her 7 years with a tea party! It was THE funnest party I have ever thrown! We were blessed by the presence of 17 little girls...yes, 17!...dressed in their cutest dresses. We had lunch, sipped pink lemonade from tea cups, played games, ate cupcakes, and played. It was divine. Carleigh was a shiny happy little lady the entire day! I love how grateful she was for it all, too. A perfect day! Here are a few pictures from the day...
I was so blessed by this day! It was amazing!
So...yesterday, we celebrated her 7 years with a tea party! It was THE funnest party I have ever thrown! We were blessed by the presence of 17 little girls...yes, 17!...dressed in their cutest dresses. We had lunch, sipped pink lemonade from tea cups, played games, ate cupcakes, and played. It was divine. Carleigh was a shiny happy little lady the entire day! I love how grateful she was for it all, too. A perfect day! Here are a few pictures from the day...
The sweets table
Carleigh's flowers and tea cup
Carleigh's huge cupcake!
Me and the birthday girl
Most of the guests...missing the little ones
I was so blessed by this day! It was amazing!
Saturday, July 10, 2010
an angel on earth
Sweet Laynie Payne went to be with Jesus this morning. I am struggling to find words to express how I feel about this little girl. She was not expected to make it more than a couple of hours past birth. Though she has since been diagnosed with serious illnesses, she has defied the odds and survived an additional 30 months! I had known her precious mama for a couple of years already, but I met her for the first time when she was only days old when I went to create what was expected to be Laynie's first and last portrait. I went to be a blessing to her familiy...instead, I went away blessed. I was changed that day. So many have been changed because of the life of this angel. I have been lucky enough to photograph her a couple more times since the day I met her, and I have been even more lucky to have known her. Laynie's family has been one of the most pure examples of faith I have ever seen. They have been steadfast throughout her journey, and I have stood completely in awe. Today, I celebrate her. I know that she rests safely in the arms of the Lord and has been made whole and new. I will leave you with the words of Laynie's Lolly (Laura), who I have come to know and love since the day I met Laynie...
"What a joyous, love filled, faith filled, happy, fun journey we have had. And that Laynie, marching right along with her family, never knowing her life was anything but the best in the world... and it was."
"Behold, I make all things new." Revelation 21:5
"What a joyous, love filled, faith filled, happy, fun journey we have had. And that Laynie, marching right along with her family, never knowing her life was anything but the best in the world... and it was."
"Behold, I make all things new." Revelation 21:5
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
just a-runnin'
Only got in 3 this morning, which is better than nothing I suppose. It has become sooooooooooo boring! I've run around this neighborhood and the one adjacent that I can run it all in my sleep! ;) My motivation is out the window, and I can think of a different excuse everyday not to get up and go. Sigh. Maybe I could run it backwards? Can you imagine? Seriously though, I need to add something to my workout...and soon. Any thoughts?
Sunday, July 4, 2010
a weekend of celebration
I am truly humbled by what this day really means. By signing the Declaration of Independence, our forefathers were essentially signing their own death warrants. They were guilty of high treason, according to British law, which was punishable by an excruciatingly painful death and humiliation that extended on to their heirs. Fortunately for us, the revolutionaries fought and won the right to the freedoms that have been afforded to each of us. I love history.
Today, we celebrate Independence Day with backyard barbeques, family gatherings, sporting events, and fireworks displays. Our family is no different. We have had a weekend of fun, thanks to this amazing holiday! Our neighborhood does it up right each year with a family parade, games for kids, lawnmower racing, and a spectacular (thanks Fancy Nancy!) fireworks display that rivals the UCO-Edmond display! If you live in my hood or were here as a guest...you know its true! It's a non-stop fireworks show for several hours out here! I love how the neighborhood comes together for this big event!
While I was preparing for company this afternoon, I thought about what the first Independence Day must have been like. Scary stuff...facing death for standing up for what you think is right. I wondered how it came to be that we celebrate in the manner we do. I found a letter John Adams wrote to his wife, Abigail, about the holiday just two days before the signing of the Declaration of Independence...
"[Independence Day] will be the most memorable epoch in the history of America. I am apt to believe it will be celebrated by succeeding generations as the great anniversary festival. It ought to be commemorated as the day of deliverance, by solemn acts of devotion to God Almighty. It ought to be solemnized with pomp and parade, with shows, games, sports, guns, bells, bonfires, and illuminations, from one end of this continent to the other, from this time forward forever more."
Wow. We were always supposed to celebrate this way! Cool.
So grateful for the country we live in...even with all its flaws, it is blessed. Thank you, God, for freedom!
Today, we celebrate Independence Day with backyard barbeques, family gatherings, sporting events, and fireworks displays. Our family is no different. We have had a weekend of fun, thanks to this amazing holiday! Our neighborhood does it up right each year with a family parade, games for kids, lawnmower racing, and a spectacular (thanks Fancy Nancy!) fireworks display that rivals the UCO-Edmond display! If you live in my hood or were here as a guest...you know its true! It's a non-stop fireworks show for several hours out here! I love how the neighborhood comes together for this big event!
While I was preparing for company this afternoon, I thought about what the first Independence Day must have been like. Scary stuff...facing death for standing up for what you think is right. I wondered how it came to be that we celebrate in the manner we do. I found a letter John Adams wrote to his wife, Abigail, about the holiday just two days before the signing of the Declaration of Independence...
"[Independence Day] will be the most memorable epoch in the history of America. I am apt to believe it will be celebrated by succeeding generations as the great anniversary festival. It ought to be commemorated as the day of deliverance, by solemn acts of devotion to God Almighty. It ought to be solemnized with pomp and parade, with shows, games, sports, guns, bells, bonfires, and illuminations, from one end of this continent to the other, from this time forward forever more."
Wow. We were always supposed to celebrate this way! Cool.
So grateful for the country we live in...even with all its flaws, it is blessed. Thank you, God, for freedom!
Monday, June 28, 2010
love
I love morning at my house.
Most people think I am nuts because I have chosen to have such a large family, but mornings around here are just one of the reasons I love it so much. One by one, my sleepyheads roll out of bed each day. The first thing each of them does? ...find me to snuggle. There are few things more precious. They don't get breakfast or start playing with their toys...they want ME. Even my oldest, who would die if he knew I was saying this in public, will hang all over me until he is fully awake. Then the day begins, and they all get busy...but I can carry that love with me all day long!
My family rocks!
Most people think I am nuts because I have chosen to have such a large family, but mornings around here are just one of the reasons I love it so much. One by one, my sleepyheads roll out of bed each day. The first thing each of them does? ...find me to snuggle. There are few things more precious. They don't get breakfast or start playing with their toys...they want ME. Even my oldest, who would die if he knew I was saying this in public, will hang all over me until he is fully awake. Then the day begins, and they all get busy...but I can carry that love with me all day long!
My family rocks!
Friday, June 25, 2010
you can't always go your own way
You know what I love about life? It doesn't always go my way. What!? Am I crazy!? Well, duh...but my insanity has little to do with this sweet nugget. For most of my life, I have lived with one end purpose...to be in control. I think about that now, and I just laugh. The more in control I have tried to be, the more God has shown me that I simply do not have any control. He is the grand designer. He alone works all things together for our good...for my good.
Take relationships, for example. They have been difficult for me for as long as I can remember. I have issues with friendships, in particular. Having long, lasting friendships has never ceased to be a desire of my heart, however, I have not always known how to be a friend. I tried to force relationships to work that I thought were worthwhile. Mostly, I just wanted to fit in somewhere. I chased friends and even former in-laws, trying to make them like me...they were going to like me, darn it! But I did all this at a great expense. While I have truly loved many of the ladies whose lives I have flitted in and out of (including my former in-laws), I was willing to sin to keep them as my friends. As long as I could keep my warts concealed, I was okay. But we all know how that plays out, right? Deceit always bites you in the hiney...eventually. Even after I was no longer willing to sin to gain and keep friendships, I still sought relationships that were toxic. I prayed for them even. I asked God to kindle or rekindle friendships with specific ladies. When the prayers remained unanswered, I tried to force it anyway. Then, a few years ago, a sweet friend named Christy came into my life. We were in a Bible study together, and I would frequently tell her about my friendship dilemmas. Her written words still ring in my heart today..."Not all women in your life are meant to be your friends. The Lord will bring them into your life for three purposes...so that you can be a witness, to fill a need (whether it be yours or hers), or to have a relationship. The first two will remain for only a season, and that is the Lord's will. The last will remain. You will come to know the difference." Once the Bible study was finished, Christy and I went our separate ways. It was then that I started to learn what she meant. At first, I would call her to try to get together. But the time together never seemed blessed. Christy had been there to offer me wise counsel during a time when I needed to stop seeking relationships that I hadn't seen as toxic until then. I still see her at church from time to time. We exchange waves, nods, or hugs. Since then, many wise and wonderful women have become a part of my life. Some, I already know will only be in it for a season. Others, I know are here for the duration. I am humbled in knowing that because I have chosen to let Him be the captain of my life's vessel that He does it all for my good. As a result of my obedience, I am a part of many deep, beautiful friendships...the desire of my heart all along.
Today, there are still one or two broken relationships that I would love to see mended. I still pray for those. I accept that it is not and may never be His will for me. So freeing to live that way.
Thank you, Lord, for the relationships you have blessed me with, no matter the duration or the purpose!
And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love Him, who have been called according to His purpose. Romans 8:28
"For I know the plans I have for you," says the Lord, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. Then you will call upon me and come and pray to me, and I will listen to you. You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart." Jeremiah 29:11-13
Take relationships, for example. They have been difficult for me for as long as I can remember. I have issues with friendships, in particular. Having long, lasting friendships has never ceased to be a desire of my heart, however, I have not always known how to be a friend. I tried to force relationships to work that I thought were worthwhile. Mostly, I just wanted to fit in somewhere. I chased friends and even former in-laws, trying to make them like me...they were going to like me, darn it! But I did all this at a great expense. While I have truly loved many of the ladies whose lives I have flitted in and out of (including my former in-laws), I was willing to sin to keep them as my friends. As long as I could keep my warts concealed, I was okay. But we all know how that plays out, right? Deceit always bites you in the hiney...eventually. Even after I was no longer willing to sin to gain and keep friendships, I still sought relationships that were toxic. I prayed for them even. I asked God to kindle or rekindle friendships with specific ladies. When the prayers remained unanswered, I tried to force it anyway. Then, a few years ago, a sweet friend named Christy came into my life. We were in a Bible study together, and I would frequently tell her about my friendship dilemmas. Her written words still ring in my heart today..."Not all women in your life are meant to be your friends. The Lord will bring them into your life for three purposes...so that you can be a witness, to fill a need (whether it be yours or hers), or to have a relationship. The first two will remain for only a season, and that is the Lord's will. The last will remain. You will come to know the difference." Once the Bible study was finished, Christy and I went our separate ways. It was then that I started to learn what she meant. At first, I would call her to try to get together. But the time together never seemed blessed. Christy had been there to offer me wise counsel during a time when I needed to stop seeking relationships that I hadn't seen as toxic until then. I still see her at church from time to time. We exchange waves, nods, or hugs. Since then, many wise and wonderful women have become a part of my life. Some, I already know will only be in it for a season. Others, I know are here for the duration. I am humbled in knowing that because I have chosen to let Him be the captain of my life's vessel that He does it all for my good. As a result of my obedience, I am a part of many deep, beautiful friendships...the desire of my heart all along.
Today, there are still one or two broken relationships that I would love to see mended. I still pray for those. I accept that it is not and may never be His will for me. So freeing to live that way.
Thank you, Lord, for the relationships you have blessed me with, no matter the duration or the purpose!
And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love Him, who have been called according to His purpose. Romans 8:28
"For I know the plans I have for you," says the Lord, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. Then you will call upon me and come and pray to me, and I will listen to you. You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart." Jeremiah 29:11-13
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
by popular demand
The picture has been updated! There are all six of my little people! From left to right, Bri, Cameron, Carleigh, Bayleigh, Bella, and Caleb. Each one of these kiddos are such sweet blessings...God is so good!
Friday, June 18, 2010
when I grow up...
Last month, I finished my fourth semester since I returned to school as an adult. I can't believe it has been that long. I can't believe that's how long I have left! Some days, there seems to be no end in sight. But I will continue to push through to the goal...the completion of nursing school.
I haven't always wanted to be a nurse. I started out wanting to be an elementary school teacher. I started college right out of high school feeling confident in my chosen course of study. But gone were the days when good grades came easy to me. Work, friends, boys, and everything else were priority over studying. I got mediocre to bad grades in most of my classes. Needing a fresh start, I transferred from the small private school where I began to a big university. Instead of a fresh start, I was distracted by the city that surrounded me. My grades did not improve, and I barely kept myself afloat during that time. There was a lot going on in the background that contributed to my floundering, but you get the gist. I was failing. After my fourth year of college, I got married, returned to school for one more semester, and then moved away. 9 semesters of college and nothing to show for it. See a pattern here? I was running from my failures, but that's a whole different therapy session! ;)
Much has happened since those first four years of college...the birth of my first three little people, divorce from their father, remarriage to an amazing man, the birth of my last three little people...throw in a couple of administrative jobs and dabbling in my photography hobby, and you have a very full 10 years before I decided to try to school adventure again.
I was quite hesitant at first. After all, my record was full of scars that would be very difficult to remove and I was very quick to give up on something when a good excuse came along. All summer, I prayed and stewed and prayed and stewed. Two weeks before classes were to begin, I made the decision...well, me along with the gentle nudging of my sweet husband! It was disturbing to hear that most of my previous credits would not transfer directly in and that I would begin my second round of college with nearly 100 hours of electives. But, here I am four semesters later and a 3.5 GPA! I have elected to take the summer off to spend with my family (at their request) and resume later with a light load this fall. In the spring, I will be full swing into my nursing classes. For me, that means no turning back. I am anxious, nervous, excited, fearful even. But I can and will do it. The Lord has had His hand all over this. When I have felt like giving up, He has been there to push me through. He has given my husband, my family, and my friends the words to say to encourage me.
Thank you, Lord, for pushing me to be my best and for giving me a spirit of commitment. May I no longer be an example of quitting, but of persevering.
I haven't always wanted to be a nurse. I started out wanting to be an elementary school teacher. I started college right out of high school feeling confident in my chosen course of study. But gone were the days when good grades came easy to me. Work, friends, boys, and everything else were priority over studying. I got mediocre to bad grades in most of my classes. Needing a fresh start, I transferred from the small private school where I began to a big university. Instead of a fresh start, I was distracted by the city that surrounded me. My grades did not improve, and I barely kept myself afloat during that time. There was a lot going on in the background that contributed to my floundering, but you get the gist. I was failing. After my fourth year of college, I got married, returned to school for one more semester, and then moved away. 9 semesters of college and nothing to show for it. See a pattern here? I was running from my failures, but that's a whole different therapy session! ;)
Much has happened since those first four years of college...the birth of my first three little people, divorce from their father, remarriage to an amazing man, the birth of my last three little people...throw in a couple of administrative jobs and dabbling in my photography hobby, and you have a very full 10 years before I decided to try to school adventure again.
I was quite hesitant at first. After all, my record was full of scars that would be very difficult to remove and I was very quick to give up on something when a good excuse came along. All summer, I prayed and stewed and prayed and stewed. Two weeks before classes were to begin, I made the decision...well, me along with the gentle nudging of my sweet husband! It was disturbing to hear that most of my previous credits would not transfer directly in and that I would begin my second round of college with nearly 100 hours of electives. But, here I am four semesters later and a 3.5 GPA! I have elected to take the summer off to spend with my family (at their request) and resume later with a light load this fall. In the spring, I will be full swing into my nursing classes. For me, that means no turning back. I am anxious, nervous, excited, fearful even. But I can and will do it. The Lord has had His hand all over this. When I have felt like giving up, He has been there to push me through. He has given my husband, my family, and my friends the words to say to encourage me.
Thank you, Lord, for pushing me to be my best and for giving me a spirit of commitment. May I no longer be an example of quitting, but of persevering.
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
the sad truth?
Wait for this revelation.....
I am not perfect.
Whoa. Are you as shocked as me? {insert sarcasm here}
I have made many, many, many, many mistakes. Some are huge. Some are miniscule. Then there is everything in between. I have done things, said things, thought things that would make one's skin crawl. For many years, I have been the first one in line casting rocks at myself for the mistakes I have made...mistakes that I will someday have to explain to my precious, innocent children. I expect that they will be confused and even disappointed. I actuallly spend very little time anticipating how they are going to react, although this has been a burden I have carried before. It wasn't until I took advice from a wise woman who speaks truth and life into my journey through motherhood that I began looking at the situation differently. It does not matter what my children, or anyone else who is self-righteous enough to condemn me, think of me. I was put on this earth to be the mother of the six children I was blessed with. And yes, (hang on to your panties ladies) I said BLESSED. Having these six beautiful souls in my life is a blessing of epic proportion. And...God chose ME to be their mother...warts and all. This was quite a sobering reality for me. I had so much energy pent up in what my children would think of me once they knew "the truth". But it was all wasted time? What? When it comes right down to it, the opinion of my children, my husband, my friends, my family, my "enemies"...they do not matter in the end. It is not my good or bad deeds that will determine my fate in the hereafter. It is my heart and whether or not it is repentant. It is my relationship with the Lord. I rest in knowing that I believe in a big God. A God who has covered my sins with the blood of His only Son. A God who knows my heart. A God who finds me worthy, even when others do not.
I am not perfect. Praise Jesus, I am not perfect. For if I was, why would I need Him?
I love the Lord. I love my dear sweet husband. I love ALL SIX of my wonderful little people. Unconditionally. Unapologetically. Period.
I am not perfect.
Whoa. Are you as shocked as me? {insert sarcasm here}
I have made many, many, many, many mistakes. Some are huge. Some are miniscule. Then there is everything in between. I have done things, said things, thought things that would make one's skin crawl. For many years, I have been the first one in line casting rocks at myself for the mistakes I have made...mistakes that I will someday have to explain to my precious, innocent children. I expect that they will be confused and even disappointed. I actuallly spend very little time anticipating how they are going to react, although this has been a burden I have carried before. It wasn't until I took advice from a wise woman who speaks truth and life into my journey through motherhood that I began looking at the situation differently. It does not matter what my children, or anyone else who is self-righteous enough to condemn me, think of me. I was put on this earth to be the mother of the six children I was blessed with. And yes, (hang on to your panties ladies) I said BLESSED. Having these six beautiful souls in my life is a blessing of epic proportion. And...God chose ME to be their mother...warts and all. This was quite a sobering reality for me. I had so much energy pent up in what my children would think of me once they knew "the truth". But it was all wasted time? What? When it comes right down to it, the opinion of my children, my husband, my friends, my family, my "enemies"...they do not matter in the end. It is not my good or bad deeds that will determine my fate in the hereafter. It is my heart and whether or not it is repentant. It is my relationship with the Lord. I rest in knowing that I believe in a big God. A God who has covered my sins with the blood of His only Son. A God who knows my heart. A God who finds me worthy, even when others do not.
I am not perfect. Praise Jesus, I am not perfect. For if I was, why would I need Him?
I love the Lord. I love my dear sweet husband. I love ALL SIX of my wonderful little people. Unconditionally. Unapologetically. Period.
Saturday, June 12, 2010
the art of discipline
WARNING: This is a long, possibly scatter-brained post. But worth the read.
I just finished reading the book Have a New Kid by Friday by Kevin Leman. I bought it months ago on a bargain rack at Sam's. From there, it sat on my desk and/or nightstand...begging to be read...but anyone who knows anything about mi vida loca knows that I do not have time for reading, no matter how practical it might be. Eventually, the book made its way to the bookcase, where I would forget about it until late last week. I remember someone somewhere mentioning it was a worthwhile read. I remember thinking I have that book. I think I even started reading it once. What happened to it? I wasn't inspired to go home and begin reading it. I was knee deep in my four college classes at the time, and just couldn't push myself to read one more thing. So, back to the moment it caught my eye. I was sitting at the dining room table playing a card game with my two sons, who were bickering about who was cheating and who wasn't. I must have zoned out because I was concentrating on the book titles on the shelf across the room. That one stuck out because of what was happening at the table. The lack of respect my boys had for one another was killing me. Then I began thinking of all the other issues that we have been having lately...tantrum throwing, defiance, disprespect, yadda, yadda, yadda. I'm sure this list is familiar to most moms. The plain and ugly truth is that as great as my kids are, somewhere along the way, we had lost control. The inmates had begun to run the asylum. We had to do something, and fast! Now, before I go any further, I want you all to know that I wasn't looking for a quick fix. I was simply floundering and needed some sound advice. I briefly mentioned it to Chris. Hey honey, remember that book we picked up at Sam's last summer? The one I promised I would read if we got it and never did? Well, I'm reading it now. He said something like, Good, but I can't remember exactly what word he used. I was skeptical when I began reading...honestly, how on earth could you have a new kid in only five measly days? Still, I decided to continue reading simply because it's summer...and I CAN! Yeah! As I read through the days, I began to put into practice some of the principles I was reading as a test to see if they really work. I started with changing my own attitude. The nerve that man Leman has to say that you can't expect your own child's attitude to change if you don't have your own under control! Who does he think he is, an expert or something!? Sheesh. Well, I admit...I was wrong. The mere change in my attitude was a miracle worker. But I knew I had to complete the mission if I was to squash the uprising that had begun against me. So yesterday, I finished the book...and here's the kicker...SO HAD CHRIS! He had downloaded the audio version while he had been away on his trip this week and finished it yesterday as well! God is so funny. So today, we knew without saying that we were going to fling our new selves onto the kids. And that, we did. I think it's safe to say that they have spent the better part of the day in stun mode because I haven't seen the look of disbelief leave their faces yet. It's 9:00 on a Saturday night in the summer, and ALL my children are in bed. I haven't raised my voice once, gotten stressed out, cursed, or flashed an attitude at the kids. Our day went a little something like this...
We all slept later than usual...about 8:30am. I just knew it was going to be a great day! We had a casual morning with the kids and by 1:45, we were packed up to head to the pool. Well, the five older kids and myself were heading to the pool anyway. We were the only swimmers there the entire time, and the first 30 minutes or so was great. Then the uglies started. I'll just call them that...stay with me. Bickering, splashing in the face, dunking, depantsing (I kid you not), taking toys, disobeying, disprespecting. Dear Lord, why are you throwing ALL the tests at me at once? I kept my cool. But by 3, I had had enough and began to pack up, giving the kids warning as I did so...5 more minutes...2 more minutes. It's time to go now. Not ONE of those five kids obeyed. Don't panic, I thought. You can do this. Pick them off one by one. Resistance and deliberate disobedience ensued, however, I had them all in the car 15 minutes later. Yes, 15 minutes later. I know...by this point, I was thinking I pretty much sucked at this. I drove them home in silence, but somehow they knew. They knew that something was different. We got home and began readying ourselves for church. I did not leave my bathroom until it was nearly time to leave the house. But one by one, each child came to ask me for something. One by one, I told them no, and then turned away and continued to put my makeup on or do my hair. Each one pursued me, asking why. Remember the disprespect you showed me at the pool a while ago? That is why you can not play on the computer/watch Nick Jr/go outside to play with the neighbor/have a treat. Again, I turned to finish getting ready for church. I feel guilty for saying this, but each time, I giggled when they would walk away with a look of confusion on their faces.
So, that brings me to the 9:00 bedtime. Bri and Bayleigh always go to bed by 8...earlier if we can make it happen, but since we went to church and had dinner afterward, it was harder. Carleigh and Bella's bedtime is 8-8:30 except when we are doing something special. Cameron and Caleb's typical bedtime is 9:00, but we are lax with it during the summer unless we have to get up early for something. Tonight, after church, the boys were disrespectful again. They were shocked when we told them they had to observe their usual bedtime. Shocked even more when I enforced it.
Today was tough. The behavior and attitudes were exceptionally bad (except for mine, of course!) But I have never felt so good about being a mom. And I have never heard so many I love you's from my children as I have heard today!
Train up a child in the way he should go; and when he is old, he will not depart from it. Proverbs 22:6
Tuesday, June 8, 2010
the enemy
I have now had many days to mull over being led to pray for enemies. In the days since I first posted about it, much has happened. Some good. Some "bad", although I don't feel anything used for God's glory can be called bad...so let's just say less than desirable. I can say that because I at times choose to stand in opposition of the Lord...I find His will to be....well...less than desirable. If each of us is honest, we would admit we have all felt this way at one time or another. But back to the enemy thing... For a while, I felt guilty for posting about my battle with enemies, but only because there were a couple of souls who felt I was referring to them in particular. I wasn't. Initially, I was referring to spiritual enemies...something a little more abstract, even though at times, they do have names and faces. It just so happens that shortly after that, I had to fight a spiritual battle. My enemy, even then, wasn't the person with whom I had conflict, but Satan. After all, he is the one sent to steal, kill, and destroy...not the flesh and blood used as his vessel. He was whispering to me that I am not and will never be good enough to walk in the forgiveness for which the Lord sacrificed his only son. Everyone but you, I could hear him saying. Everyone but you is worthy. Wouldn't it be sweet retribution for the great adversary of humanity if I were to actually believe such rubbish? Praise the Lord that I did not listen to those lies for long. It was only when I remembered who I truly am in Christ that I was able to gain perspective and focus for this particular part of my prayer life. I commit to continual prayer over the enemy...whomever it may be.
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
run update
I logged 5 miles yesterday, and it felt great! My knee felt good during and after the run! YAY for new shoes! Going to try for 5 tomorrow, but I'm not planning on killing myself to get there!
Tomorrow afternoon, me and my family are off for a week-long camping trip in Estes Park, Colorado. I'll see y'all on the flip side!
Tomorrow afternoon, me and my family are off for a week-long camping trip in Estes Park, Colorado. I'll see y'all on the flip side!
Sunday, May 23, 2010
Day 7
Let me just say...I have not had one ounce of soda in my 7 days! Yesterday, I lunched at Pops with my family, and I wasn't even tempted to have one! It was AMAZING!! I am definitely finding myself in prayer more, as I have committed to praying if the mere thought of Coke crosses my mind. Last night found me on knees crying out, not because I could not have a carbonated beverage, but because of the things the Lord is so sweetly revealing to me. Although this isn't technically a fast since I do not plan to return to consuming soda, this is the closest I have come to fasting. I am actually looking forward to what could be revealed to me in the midst of a REAL fast! Exciting stuff my friends!
Saturday, May 22, 2010
focus
These are the things I am praying over my family (and myself) today...
...but as for me and my house, we will serve the Lord. Joshua 24:15
I will bless the Lord at all times; His praise shall continually be in my mouth. Psalm 34:1
But the fruit of the spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, and self-control. Against such things, there is no law. Those who belong to Jesus Christ have crucified the sinful nature with its passions and desires. Since we live by the Spirit, let us keep in step with the Spirit. Galations 5:22-25
She is clothed with strength and dignity; she can laugh at the days to come. Proverbs 31:25
She speaks with wisdom; faithful instruction is on her tongue. Proverbs 31:26
Consider it pure joy, my brothers, whenever you face trials of many kinds, because you know that the testing of your faith develops perseverance. Perseverance must finish its work so that you may be mature and complete, not lacking anything. James 1:2-4
May integrity and uprightness protect me, because my hope is in you. Psalm 25:20
Sanctify them by the truth; your word is truth. John 17:17
Friends, pray these words with me. Pray them for your own families as well as for the families of those around you. Satan is fighting hard to win the hearts of those we hold most dear. Fight. Fight with all your might.
...but as for me and my house, we will serve the Lord. Joshua 24:15
I will bless the Lord at all times; His praise shall continually be in my mouth. Psalm 34:1
But the fruit of the spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, and self-control. Against such things, there is no law. Those who belong to Jesus Christ have crucified the sinful nature with its passions and desires. Since we live by the Spirit, let us keep in step with the Spirit. Galations 5:22-25
She is clothed with strength and dignity; she can laugh at the days to come. Proverbs 31:25
She speaks with wisdom; faithful instruction is on her tongue. Proverbs 31:26
Consider it pure joy, my brothers, whenever you face trials of many kinds, because you know that the testing of your faith develops perseverance. Perseverance must finish its work so that you may be mature and complete, not lacking anything. James 1:2-4
May integrity and uprightness protect me, because my hope is in you. Psalm 25:20
Sanctify them by the truth; your word is truth. John 17:17
Friends, pray these words with me. Pray them for your own families as well as for the families of those around you. Satan is fighting hard to win the hearts of those we hold most dear. Fight. Fight with all your might.
Friday, May 21, 2010
a new day
It is so frustrating that I have made the board private. I feel like somewhat of a coward for doing so. Yesterday, however, someone used the words I wrote here to hurt me. Here is what was said,
I wish I could say that this type of behavior was atypical for them, but it is not. This is the same person who told me and my sweet husband that we are going to hell when we got married and ridiculed our innocent firstborn, Bella. Those of you who know me best know that I am probably overly sensitive. :) For that reason, I shy away from confrontation...most of the time at my own expense. It stirs a pot of bitterness in my heart that is very difficult to control. This person is right then, I truly am my worst enemy. Aren't we all? Point out something less obvious. I won't apologize for being sensitive. That is one of the qualities I like best about myself. This sensitivity allows me to have more grace for others that I might not have otherwise. It puts me in a position to understand others and to pray for them, even if they have wronged me. I am in the midst of a battle for certain. Rest assured, it is not one I have brought on myself. It is one I have chosen to begin, however, to preserve my family. It may rock our world. I am prepared because I didn't make the decision hastily. I sought wise counsel first.
Lord, let your words be my words. Let your thoughts be my thoughts. Let my hands be your hands. If I am called to fight, arm me with these things first. Help me to lay down my pride and selfishness to preserve what you have called blessed.
Today, I leave you with scripture...
"My God is my rock, in whom I take refuge, my shield and the horn of my salvation, He is my stronghold, my refuge and my saviour - from violent men you save me. I call to the Lord who is worthy of praise, and I am saved from my enemies." 2 Samuel 22:3-4
"Be of good courage, and He shall strengthen your heart, all you who hope in the Lord." Pslam 31:24
"You weren't prepared for the war.
You started this war and every problem.
Pray harder for your enemies cuz you are your worst enemy!!!!"
I wish I could say that this type of behavior was atypical for them, but it is not. This is the same person who told me and my sweet husband that we are going to hell when we got married and ridiculed our innocent firstborn, Bella. Those of you who know me best know that I am probably overly sensitive. :) For that reason, I shy away from confrontation...most of the time at my own expense. It stirs a pot of bitterness in my heart that is very difficult to control. This person is right then, I truly am my worst enemy. Aren't we all? Point out something less obvious. I won't apologize for being sensitive. That is one of the qualities I like best about myself. This sensitivity allows me to have more grace for others that I might not have otherwise. It puts me in a position to understand others and to pray for them, even if they have wronged me. I am in the midst of a battle for certain. Rest assured, it is not one I have brought on myself. It is one I have chosen to begin, however, to preserve my family. It may rock our world. I am prepared because I didn't make the decision hastily. I sought wise counsel first.
Lord, let your words be my words. Let your thoughts be my thoughts. Let my hands be your hands. If I am called to fight, arm me with these things first. Help me to lay down my pride and selfishness to preserve what you have called blessed.
Today, I leave you with scripture...
"My God is my rock, in whom I take refuge, my shield and the horn of my salvation, He is my stronghold, my refuge and my saviour - from violent men you save me. I call to the Lord who is worthy of praise, and I am saved from my enemies." 2 Samuel 22:3-4
"Be of good courage, and He shall strengthen your heart, all you who hope in the Lord." Pslam 31:24
Thursday, May 20, 2010
Day 4 - Now I get it
Yesterday, I was called to pray for my "enemies". Today, I understand why. I got smack dab in the middle of a war, and I wasn't prepared. You see, my whole heart wasn't in it. It's that usual mindset I entertain of having it all under control. My own words are just fine...afterall, my intentions are good. Right? Wrong, was I...yet again. By the standards of the world, my words were probably fine. But by the standards I have committed my life to...I fell exceedingly short. I am humbled to say the least. My prayer for the rest of the day...and possibly for several days or weeks to come is to ask Him to help me to die to myself. I know that I have not completely surrendered it all to Him. There are pieces of my life that I have chosen to keep all to myself...as if He does not already know about them!
Lord, please forgive me for my disobedience and for not allowing your words to flow through me as I fought my spiritual battle. Forgive me for fighting so hard against being broken. Help me to see brokenness not as a sign of weakness, but as a path to great wisdom and strength. Give me the words to say under the most difficult of conditions. Let me be a light to even those who oppose me.
"Yet count him not as an enemy, but admonish him as a brother." 2 Thessalonians 3:15
Lord, please forgive me for my disobedience and for not allowing your words to flow through me as I fought my spiritual battle. Forgive me for fighting so hard against being broken. Help me to see brokenness not as a sign of weakness, but as a path to great wisdom and strength. Give me the words to say under the most difficult of conditions. Let me be a light to even those who oppose me.
"Yet count him not as an enemy, but admonish him as a brother." 2 Thessalonians 3:15
Wednesday, May 19, 2010
Day 3 - I was called
Today is the third day I have been fighting my dependency. I refuse to call it an addiction...that's just me in denial. I wish I could say that I haven't been tempted. I would SO be lying. I woke up yesterday morning, and almost immediately thought of how I was going to have a soda, Coke, in particular. I'm sure my mouth must have started watering. I shook it off and got myself out of bed and dressed, during which I forgot about my craving. Later in the day, however, when the girls were all asleep, I was really having trouble. Just as I had committed to doing, I turned my thoughts to prayer. I didn't expect that I would have a focus right away, but I did. MY ENEMIES. Yep, you read that right. My deprivation led me to pray for my enemies. At first, I was kind of mad. Really? I have to waste my precious prayer time on people who do not give a rip about me? Really, God? REALLY? Not world peace or a cure for cancer or heck, even for the rainy weather to move on out? When the only response I was getting was "Yes, really!", I reluctantly moved on. I should start by saying that there is not one person on this earth I would consider my enemy. There are, however, opposing forces in my life, who have been made so only by their own choice. I focused my prayer on people with whom I have recently had conflict. I prayed for God to set my own heart right if it wasn't already, and I prayed for God to provide a sweet interruption into the lives of these lost people. I thought some more about what I had been led to do...and I realized that I have actually prayed this prayer many times. Mostly, I prayed out of desperation, when I was hurting. Praying in the calm has such a different feel to it. I am hoping that I come to embrace this more fully in the days, weeks, months, years to come. I truly do love my "enemies", and my heart breaks for them.
Can I have a Coke now?
Can I have a Coke now?
Monday, May 17, 2010
the new "adventure"
Okay, so it's not really that much of an adventure. BUT...it is hopefully a new chapter in my life. I reflect regularly on Proverbs 31. Most Christian women do, so this in itself is really nothing special. What I have begun to do is to make it a prayer for myself. I know that I will never be perfect, even though I am created in God's image. But it's that last part of the previous sentence that gets me...created in God's image. I have a pretty difficult time grasping that most days. Who am I that I deserve that? I am but a lowly sinner. My image, both physical and spiritual is nothing too amazing most days. Still, the Word says that I am His creation, created to be like Him. So, along with studying Proverbs 31, I have made myself memorize the following two passages:
Don't you know that you yourselves are God's temple and that God's Spirit lives in you? If anyone destroys God's temple, God will destroy him; for God's temple is sacred, and you are that temple. 1 Corinthians 3:16-17
Do you not know that your body is a temple of the Holy Spirit, who is in you, whom you have received from God? You are not your own; you were bought at a price. Therefore, honor God with your body. 1 Corinthians 6:19-20
So far I have gathered that I am created to be like Him, that I am a temple, and that I do not belong to myself. Hmmm...so why then, do I treat my body as if it is mine?
All that said, I am taking a small step...but in the right direction. Today is day one of no more soda. Carbonated drinks have kept me in bondage for years now. I have tried to give them up, but have always failed. I'm not exactly sure why I continue to fail, but I know now that I am capable of sticking with something that is good for me. Running. My prayer is that this sacrifice (which shouldn't even BE a sacrifice) causes me to draw nearer to Him and that it leads to even greater sacrifices made in His name. I recently heard a friend say she doesn't want to look back on her life and have regrets. Of course, she was using it in an entirely different context, but I agree. I don't want to look back on my life when it is all said and done and wish that I had taken better care of my body, that I had used my body as the temple God created to bring glory to His name.
So, my friends, I ask that you help me as I begin this journey. I will never pretend that I can do any of this alone. Please be in prayer with me. Knowing you are doing so will give me strength to overcome temptation. And, of course, I will continue to update you here on my progress.
Don't you know that you yourselves are God's temple and that God's Spirit lives in you? If anyone destroys God's temple, God will destroy him; for God's temple is sacred, and you are that temple. 1 Corinthians 3:16-17
Do you not know that your body is a temple of the Holy Spirit, who is in you, whom you have received from God? You are not your own; you were bought at a price. Therefore, honor God with your body. 1 Corinthians 6:19-20
So far I have gathered that I am created to be like Him, that I am a temple, and that I do not belong to myself. Hmmm...so why then, do I treat my body as if it is mine?
All that said, I am taking a small step...but in the right direction. Today is day one of no more soda. Carbonated drinks have kept me in bondage for years now. I have tried to give them up, but have always failed. I'm not exactly sure why I continue to fail, but I know now that I am capable of sticking with something that is good for me. Running. My prayer is that this sacrifice (which shouldn't even BE a sacrifice) causes me to draw nearer to Him and that it leads to even greater sacrifices made in His name. I recently heard a friend say she doesn't want to look back on her life and have regrets. Of course, she was using it in an entirely different context, but I agree. I don't want to look back on my life when it is all said and done and wish that I had taken better care of my body, that I had used my body as the temple God created to bring glory to His name.
So, my friends, I ask that you help me as I begin this journey. I will never pretend that I can do any of this alone. Please be in prayer with me. Knowing you are doing so will give me strength to overcome temptation. And, of course, I will continue to update you here on my progress.
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