My daughter loves to play baby. By that I don't mean playing with babydolls but rather being the baby. She can really act like a baby would act and she constantly has me laughing. She will sometimes out of the blue make a fake poopy sound and when I turn around she will look up at me with this surprised look as if she was a baby that didn't know what just happened. She also will crawl around me and cry for something until I give it. (sometimes I tell her to stop the crying since that is not the fond part I want to re-live- ;). She will remind me when she is eating that I need to buckle her into a high chair. She will actually do mannerisms like what she really did when a baby and it really takes me back. I guess if I must loose my baby to new growth then I will enjoy when she takes me back by pretending to be a baby.
Tonight she said "Mommy that looks like a brick" pointing to my chest area. (I know, what is it with that area lately!) I said "A brick?" She said, "Yea, the way it goes across looks like a brick". We all busted up laughing. Later that evening she was talking about our dogs big eyes, and how they boinked out. While showing me by making her eyes bulge out she made the sound effects "doink".
Monday, January 30, 2006
Sunday, January 29, 2006
Big Girl
You are probably thinking that I am talking about my daughter but no. Do you ever stop and wonder why at a mature age do you still act like a child in some circumstances? Tonight we had a business meeting after church for a vote on something. Normally this vote would not have been a big deal but there were two opposing sides that felt very strongly for their sides. They were very civil about it but just felt sure on their own points. They had both talked to us at different times on their views and we listened. Tonight was make a decision time. I wanted to just NOT vote but realized that it was time to be a big girl and take a stand for what I believed was the right decision. It was really hard. It was a hand vote and when I raised my hand I felt that I slapped one family in the face. The first vote was for postponing and that is what I felt we should do for further evaluation. It was overruled and the second vote was for what they wanted which I did vote for. However, it was tough. I probably didn't please either side but I was more true to me and my own integrity. Isn't it pathetic that I let this bother me so? Please tell me I am not the only woman in mid life that still needs to grow up!
Ah Ha!/Celebrity
Well, I think I know why God has pushed me out of my comfort zone and into worship leading. I have now been assigned the early service (contemp.) as well as the 2nd service. I decided it would be unified between the two with worship choruses and hymns. I am now working with the praise team and felt Completely overwhelmed with that leadership. I am praying constantly seeking what God wants me to do, I am immersing myself in Bible reading, praise music, books, cd's, hymns etc..and it has been wonderful for me to see all the beautiful messages in song. Also, people from the praise team have different gifts and talents and as we are conversing and practicing they are teaching me wonderful things. I don't know what this has to do with my future but I am still excited to learn more. Peter has let me hear cd of the guy we are primarily looking at for worship and he is young but his heart and sound are so worshipful. Please pray with us about this process.
It is so funny but since I have been at the forefront kids are coming up to me and talking to me and singing for me. It's like I am a talent search or something. It is So cute. A mother was telling me I was like a celebrity to her daughter. I got tickled but also felt very honored that I have more opportunity to influence. Another mother said her daughter needed a music mentor...hint hint... Again feeling honored but wanting to say "I'll be on the lookout for one" grin. Anyway, it reminded me of years past when I would lead music for the vacation Bible school, which I LOVED! and kids would act that way then as well. They are so precious and say the most precious things and when they sing it is just so beautiful.
There was a little girl that was singing for me this morning and she has a low and very high range. What started out as letting me hear one song quickly turned into 4-5. Her little brother would chime in and sing at times. It was really quite amazing because he was singing soprano like she sang. At first I thought he was just trying to irritate her but finally realized that he was really just wanting to sing for me too. My kids have never heard a boy soprano so I almost started laughing as I caught a glimpse of their faces. My daughter was looking shocked while my son had the trying not to giggle look. Anyway, they both have a good range and great potential.
So, I guess if I ever wanted to feel celebrity than this is the way to do it, in my home church, with the greatest little treasures...children, while getting to stay at home with my family! Ahh, what a pleasure and honor. Now, I just need to remember this when I am feeling stressed as I'm trying to pick through all the music, lead sheets, chord charts, and praise team dynamics. Thanks for your prayer support!
It is so funny but since I have been at the forefront kids are coming up to me and talking to me and singing for me. It's like I am a talent search or something. It is So cute. A mother was telling me I was like a celebrity to her daughter. I got tickled but also felt very honored that I have more opportunity to influence. Another mother said her daughter needed a music mentor...hint hint... Again feeling honored but wanting to say "I'll be on the lookout for one" grin. Anyway, it reminded me of years past when I would lead music for the vacation Bible school, which I LOVED! and kids would act that way then as well. They are so precious and say the most precious things and when they sing it is just so beautiful.
There was a little girl that was singing for me this morning and she has a low and very high range. What started out as letting me hear one song quickly turned into 4-5. Her little brother would chime in and sing at times. It was really quite amazing because he was singing soprano like she sang. At first I thought he was just trying to irritate her but finally realized that he was really just wanting to sing for me too. My kids have never heard a boy soprano so I almost started laughing as I caught a glimpse of their faces. My daughter was looking shocked while my son had the trying not to giggle look. Anyway, they both have a good range and great potential.
So, I guess if I ever wanted to feel celebrity than this is the way to do it, in my home church, with the greatest little treasures...children, while getting to stay at home with my family! Ahh, what a pleasure and honor. Now, I just need to remember this when I am feeling stressed as I'm trying to pick through all the music, lead sheets, chord charts, and praise team dynamics. Thanks for your prayer support!
Friday, January 27, 2006
Comfy Spot
The other night my daughter was in my lap and we were snuggling. She nustled by my neck and then began scooting down a little. I asked what she was doing and she said "I'm finding a comfy spot" which happened to be around the chest area. I guess you could call it that. :)
Monday, January 23, 2006
In the Way I should go
Have you ever been around a child out of control. To different people this means different things. I was around a child recently whose mother is very permissive. She allows him to do pretty much what he wants, be as loud as he wants, run crazy if he wants, bounce balls etc. He is often given idle threats(lies) with no real consequence. It made me think of times over the years when I have not followed through with what I said or have not been consistent with consequences and praise. I had been taught early on that the heart of the child Really matters.
I know that many parents feel it is so hard to discipline a child. I, for one, do Not enjoy it either. I am weak in this area and have had to deal with my feelings at times. I think at times I wanted to let my kids get away with stuff because I wanted to. My sister wrote a blog on the will and it really hit home to me. Our heavenly Father loves us unconditionally but because of that love he also will not let us choose sin without discipline/consequence. Yet it is still our choice.
When I have followed through on a consequence I have actually had people (who must have thought I was wrong) say, "children will be children" . What exactly does that mean? That just because they will choose to act selfishly without concern of others we should just let them? And who is the originator of that saying? If not God? What does God say? "Train up a child in the way he should go." Children need godly parents who show them what God expects and that with wrong choices come consequences and with right choices come life, all this with love regardless of the choice. WOW! I know for me I sometimes want to withdraw my vulnerability a bit when I am hurt by a wrong choice however, I am challenged to be strong and stick to the consequences but also continue the unconditional love.
I am so humbled in thinking about this. How many times has my heavenly Father had to allow me to feel consequences even when it grieved him, yet He longed for my heart to be made holy and loved me enough to let me experience that consequence. He also is the quickest to affirm and give life to those good decisions all the while loving me unconditionally throughout every wrong or right choice. I'm sure there have been many times that he has had to deal with an outburst from me as His child and has had to politely deal. I'm sure there have been times I have made him weep while waiting for me to humble myself and return to His love. I long to have my eyes opened daily to what He is showing me and to have His constant guidance and loving arms to show me the right choices and wrong choices. To be trained by this wonderful God in the way I should go.
I know that many parents feel it is so hard to discipline a child. I, for one, do Not enjoy it either. I am weak in this area and have had to deal with my feelings at times. I think at times I wanted to let my kids get away with stuff because I wanted to. My sister wrote a blog on the will and it really hit home to me. Our heavenly Father loves us unconditionally but because of that love he also will not let us choose sin without discipline/consequence. Yet it is still our choice.
When I have followed through on a consequence I have actually had people (who must have thought I was wrong) say, "children will be children" . What exactly does that mean? That just because they will choose to act selfishly without concern of others we should just let them? And who is the originator of that saying? If not God? What does God say? "Train up a child in the way he should go." Children need godly parents who show them what God expects and that with wrong choices come consequences and with right choices come life, all this with love regardless of the choice. WOW! I know for me I sometimes want to withdraw my vulnerability a bit when I am hurt by a wrong choice however, I am challenged to be strong and stick to the consequences but also continue the unconditional love.
I am so humbled in thinking about this. How many times has my heavenly Father had to allow me to feel consequences even when it grieved him, yet He longed for my heart to be made holy and loved me enough to let me experience that consequence. He also is the quickest to affirm and give life to those good decisions all the while loving me unconditionally throughout every wrong or right choice. I'm sure there have been many times that he has had to deal with an outburst from me as His child and has had to politely deal. I'm sure there have been times I have made him weep while waiting for me to humble myself and return to His love. I long to have my eyes opened daily to what He is showing me and to have His constant guidance and loving arms to show me the right choices and wrong choices. To be trained by this wonderful God in the way I should go.
Smoke!
Tonight we were suppose to have a new couple over for dinner. They just moved here from California (David Jeremiah's church) and they are ready to get to work for God! Whoo HOo! Anyway, I have liked the few interactions I've had with them and really looked forward to visiting with them. It was decided last night that they would come to our house tonight. Yikes! Not much time for a not so planner. Anyway, I had stuff to make chili as well as ham. I decided to make both so that they could pick.
I had them both underway and looking good. I needed my chili to get a little thicker so I was getting it to boiling then going to bring back down to simmer. However, at the boiling point I got distracted with a child upstairs. All of a sudden I smelled smoke! SMOKE!! I ran back down and the kitchen was full of smoke and I rushed to the chili. Instead of having a fit I just dumped the good part of the chili in another pot and scrubbed the old pot. I did some maintenance work and went on.
The couple came 15 minutes early!! For those of you like me, that is WAY to early. Laughing. Anyway, things were pretty much ready and we were happy to get to chat. After chatting we went to eat. I made up frito pies and headed to the table. We had already prayed so the guests were already eating. I looked at my frito pie with sour cream and cheese...yummm, ready for a big bite and ......I was tasting smoke!! I was horrified and got up to go into the kitchen for something else and grabbed my husband...."Have you tasted the chili, it tastes like smoke to me!" He went in to taste it and agreed. I started laughing and apologized to my company for the smokey chili. The guest husband then said, "If you hadn't said anything I would have just thought it was a new smokey chili recipe from Arkansas!" We all laughed. I offered the other food that actually tasted good. The wife actually went back for seconds, I couldn't believe it. It was pretty funny and we will always remember the night of the chili that tasted like liquid smoke! Want some?
I had them both underway and looking good. I needed my chili to get a little thicker so I was getting it to boiling then going to bring back down to simmer. However, at the boiling point I got distracted with a child upstairs. All of a sudden I smelled smoke! SMOKE!! I ran back down and the kitchen was full of smoke and I rushed to the chili. Instead of having a fit I just dumped the good part of the chili in another pot and scrubbed the old pot. I did some maintenance work and went on.
The couple came 15 minutes early!! For those of you like me, that is WAY to early. Laughing. Anyway, things were pretty much ready and we were happy to get to chat. After chatting we went to eat. I made up frito pies and headed to the table. We had already prayed so the guests were already eating. I looked at my frito pie with sour cream and cheese...yummm, ready for a big bite and ......I was tasting smoke!! I was horrified and got up to go into the kitchen for something else and grabbed my husband...."Have you tasted the chili, it tastes like smoke to me!" He went in to taste it and agreed. I started laughing and apologized to my company for the smokey chili. The guest husband then said, "If you hadn't said anything I would have just thought it was a new smokey chili recipe from Arkansas!" We all laughed. I offered the other food that actually tasted good. The wife actually went back for seconds, I couldn't believe it. It was pretty funny and we will always remember the night of the chili that tasted like liquid smoke! Want some?
Sunday, January 22, 2006
This Morning's Worship
Hey! I just wanted to thank you for praying for my worship leading. Today was the first Sunday I did it at this church and God was good. He gave me the songs and He gave me a calm spirit and it seemed to go really well. My hope was for true worship and it at least took place in my heart and hopefully in others. The people even seemed to respond very well to a new song I taught and it was very encouraging hearing their voices go up in praise! So please keep me in your prayers and thank you for your prayers and encouragement!
God has also been working on me through song writing. I so enjoy getting to do this at some points. I don't know what will happen with the songs but it is Such a pleasure to be a vessel that gets to enjoy the process!! Please let me know what you love to do, how God has gifted you and is using you. I would like to give Him praise for letting all of us participate in His great plan!
God has also been working on me through song writing. I so enjoy getting to do this at some points. I don't know what will happen with the songs but it is Such a pleasure to be a vessel that gets to enjoy the process!! Please let me know what you love to do, how God has gifted you and is using you. I would like to give Him praise for letting all of us participate in His great plan!
Wednesday, January 18, 2006
Drop Ins/My Daughter/House
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Tuesday, January 17, 2006
Drop In's/My Daughter/House
Have you, like I, ever wondered why people feel it is okay to just drop by? If I didn't have children home all day and If we didn't really live in our house I guess this would be okay. I wish I was so hospitable that I didn't care and I believe God is growing me in this area but as for now I still care. Anyway, we had some dear people drop in on us last night. We had just finished dinner and were still at the table when the doorbell rang. Hubby had come home early from work feeling sick and had slept until supper. So, he was in shorts, white t-shirt and dress socks. I was make-up-less and rushed to the back to get a little color. They were bringing a delicious cake by for little man. It was really thoughtful. The day before, the man who they went hunting with had brought a gift basket by for him. Another couple had dropped by right after church on Sunday to check on him. (by the way, He is improving daily and doing very good) My request is how about a phone call before coming? Give us just 5minutes to pick up our stuff, or put decent clothes on or a sliver of makeup. In defense of the couple last night, they had tried to call but said our phone was making a funny noise, they also had a time limit and tried to keep it.
Anyway, as they came in I picked up the blankets on the couch (where I had earlier cuddled kids) and gave them a seat. As I sat there I noticed the dogs toys thrown about the floor (he is sometimes worse than the kids) as well as school books on the table and other books that had been looked at. I really wanted to quickly pick them up but I didn't want to make the couple feel funny. My little girl, on her own initiative began picking up the very things that were weighing on me. It was as if she was reading my mind!! I was able to relax and visit as I watched my living room transform into the way I would want it to look. It was SUCH a special Treat to realize My daughter was seeing some things the way I saw them!! Ohhhh how precious and wonderful!!! Needless to say, she is getting some huge praise from me!! :)
I must add that the visit was very delightful and I was happy we got to chat like we did. So, all in all, maybe I just need to be okay with people seeing me unprepared.
On another subject, our last house still hasn't sold yet. I realized in my time with the Lord that I really hadn't been asking for it to sell lately . I think at first I didn't really want to let go of it. However, now I am at the point that I know we need to let go and move forward. I got serious and had some precious prayer on this subject. Today we got several e-mails saying there were showings today and hoping there would be some response. I was so blessed by God giving me some responses so soon. Would you please pray with us about this? God is So faithful to us financially and we trust His time but we would really like this house to sell as soon as He sees fit!
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Tuesday, January 17, 2006
Drop In's/My Daughter/House
Have you, like I, ever wondered why people feel it is okay to just drop by? If I didn't have children home all day and If we didn't really live in our house I guess this would be okay. I wish I was so hospitable that I didn't care and I believe God is growing me in this area but as for now I still care. Anyway, we had some dear people drop in on us last night. We had just finished dinner and were still at the table when the doorbell rang. Hubby had come home early from work feeling sick and had slept until supper. So, he was in shorts, white t-shirt and dress socks. I was make-up-less and rushed to the back to get a little color. They were bringing a delicious cake by for little man. It was really thoughtful. The day before, the man who they went hunting with had brought a gift basket by for him. Another couple had dropped by right after church on Sunday to check on him. (by the way, He is improving daily and doing very good) My request is how about a phone call before coming? Give us just 5minutes to pick up our stuff, or put decent clothes on or a sliver of makeup. In defense of the couple last night, they had tried to call but said our phone was making a funny noise, they also had a time limit and tried to keep it.
Anyway, as they came in I picked up the blankets on the couch (where I had earlier cuddled kids) and gave them a seat. As I sat there I noticed the dogs toys thrown about the floor (he is sometimes worse than the kids) as well as school books on the table and other books that had been looked at. I really wanted to quickly pick them up but I didn't want to make the couple feel funny. My little girl, on her own initiative began picking up the very things that were weighing on me. It was as if she was reading my mind!! I was able to relax and visit as I watched my living room transform into the way I would want it to look. It was SUCH a special Treat to realize My daughter was seeing some things the way I saw them!! Ohhhh how precious and wonderful!!! Needless to say, she is getting some huge praise from me!! :)
I must add that the visit was very delightful and I was happy we got to chat like we did. So, all in all, maybe I just need to be okay with people seeing me unprepared.
On another subject, our last house still hasn't sold yet. I realized in my time with the Lord that I really hadn't been asking for it to sell lately . I think at first I didn't really want to let go of it. However, now I am at the point that I know we need to let go and move forward. I got serious and had some precious prayer on this subject. Today we got several e-mails saying there were showings today and hoping there would be some response. I was so blessed by God giving me some responses so soon. Would you please pray with us about this? God is So faithful to us financially and we trust His time but we would really like this house to sell as soon as He sees fit!
Sunday, January 15, 2006
What if we could stare?
A few weeks ago I was talking to my sister about some staring going on in another country. She has some friends who are missionaries in this place and it is okay to stare. As I have thought more about this and how funny it would be to be able to just stare at someone it has made me curious. Stares can be good or bad. When I first moved here I got stared at in stores and felt self-conscious wondering if I had food on my face, something hanging out of the nose or what! It turned out to be the hair color. Originally I wanted to change to darker color but instead decided to buck the system and went lighter. Back to stares. I also enjoy staring at times. When we stop at a store and my hubby just runs in I always enjoy staring at my surroundings and all the interesting people and interactions going on. When I have been caught I own up to it by looking any other direction and acting coy as if I had not just been caught. How would it be to feel the freedom to just gaze. I mean when some child is throwing the biggest tantrum you have ever seen in a store and you have to act like you don't notice, wouldn't be more fun to just look. Or when that person comes in with just the hairstyle you have been wanting and you could really look, gaze on it until you had it memorized. Or when someone is giving you the stare you could just stare back. I guess for some this could be dangerous but for me curiosity gets to me at times. I remember my sister saying her missionary friend had to remind herself when back in the states to quit staring since it wasn't proper in our country. How funny! I vote for making it proper. Don't I? At the same time I'm not sure I want people staring at me when I trip or fall or have toilet paper on my foot. Not sure I want people to have freedom to just gaze when I am chastising a child, applying makeup, talking, snorty laughing or in distress. So, although it seems to be a good idea originally maybe I should just use self-restraint and learn not to stare.
Saturday, January 14, 2006
Emergency Room
We just got back from the ER with my son getting 3 stitches. Poor baby.
He and his Dad had gone on a hunting trip and I will let them tell you the good parts of that. However, at the very end he slipped and his leg got caught on a sharp point. He had been on a stopped truck reaching for his water bottle when he slipped foot in air, going over side. Fortunately he grabbed the side of the truck and hung on with his calf getting stuck on an antler. Needless to say he had a pretty bad puncture but it could have been much worse if he had let go of the truck. He was very brave and did the right things. When he and Daddy got home I was in the back and came to the front to see him. I was so excited to kiss on him but as I got closer I could tell something was not right. I couldn't see the wound because it had been doctored and patched up but it looked big. Daddy was going to use some liquid skin as well as those band aids to pull skin together. However, later when looking at it, it looked more wide and the aids were not working. We resorted to a night clinic which then sent us to the ER where we proceeded to wait and finally get shots, wound cleaned, antibiotics and stitches. (3 hours in all)
He was of course very nervous and his Daddy was just going to take him to the doctor but he really wanted me to come (aww) and I really wanted to come. He needed his Mommy's compassion and his Daddy's strength. Anyway, he was very brave and I am so relieved it is over. The doctor said it was a good thing we brought him in because wounds to the calf are usually more apt to get further infections. I have never seen a wound like that where the underneath is puffing out. It really looked bad but after the stitches it looked so much better. I acutally watched most of the process beside him without passing out and it was quite interesting (after he was no longer in pain). I am ready to call it a night but please keep him in your prayers.
He and his Dad had gone on a hunting trip and I will let them tell you the good parts of that. However, at the very end he slipped and his leg got caught on a sharp point. He had been on a stopped truck reaching for his water bottle when he slipped foot in air, going over side. Fortunately he grabbed the side of the truck and hung on with his calf getting stuck on an antler. Needless to say he had a pretty bad puncture but it could have been much worse if he had let go of the truck. He was very brave and did the right things. When he and Daddy got home I was in the back and came to the front to see him. I was so excited to kiss on him but as I got closer I could tell something was not right. I couldn't see the wound because it had been doctored and patched up but it looked big. Daddy was going to use some liquid skin as well as those band aids to pull skin together. However, later when looking at it, it looked more wide and the aids were not working. We resorted to a night clinic which then sent us to the ER where we proceeded to wait and finally get shots, wound cleaned, antibiotics and stitches. (3 hours in all)
He was of course very nervous and his Daddy was just going to take him to the doctor but he really wanted me to come (aww) and I really wanted to come. He needed his Mommy's compassion and his Daddy's strength. Anyway, he was very brave and I am so relieved it is over. The doctor said it was a good thing we brought him in because wounds to the calf are usually more apt to get further infections. I have never seen a wound like that where the underneath is puffing out. It really looked bad but after the stitches it looked so much better. I acutally watched most of the process beside him without passing out and it was quite interesting (after he was no longer in pain). I am ready to call it a night but please keep him in your prayers.
Friday, January 13, 2006
Moments
Last night I got the wonderful priveledge of snuggling my little girl a lot of the night. She was very tired and just wanted that snuggling time. I must say I enjoyed every moment. Those cheeks that are still a little full and soft...ohh.
After I tucked her in bed I went to tuck my boy in bed. We did our prayers and song and then he wanted to tell me a couple of things. Usually we have a small exchange and then I head out. This time I realized he wanted me to plant myself for a while and I did. What jewels I got by doing that. He got to talking about his deer camp trip (which was this last November and every year in Nov). I have heard many stories from the trip but these happened to be new ones of when he went with his Uncle Stephen exploring on the four wheeler. He talked of how still he had to be if he saw a doe because his Dad had told him that at any movement they bolt. He also talked of stories he and his Dad had told each other while out there. He also mentioned moments of eating deer meat and getting to be with Papaw M. He also talked of his Truth and Training class and how much fun it was and how much he likes his teacher, as well as how he feels very liked there.
When I think of my little baby boy not a baby anymore it jolts me. When I look at his still young face but it looking more chiseled and shoulders broader and body longer it reminds me that these moments are the best in the world. Tears flow even as I write (partly because I am just so sentimental!) but I love these times and I reallydon't want them to end but on the other hand I look forward to the future when our relationship turns into more friendship. Today another Dad and his son came to get my Hubby and son to go on a one night hunting trip. They were excited. Noah and his friend who are same age were so excited to see each other and were showing their bb guns to each other as well as other items. I feel so proud of the precious gifts God has given me.
I play baby with my little girl then tucked her into bed for a nap. She snuggled up with her baby Annabel that she got for Christmas. We are suppose to get together with the wife and daughter tonight if they want to risk being around us at the end of this sickness. However, my daughter and I have girl's night plans if they are unable to. Watching her precious little face at the top of the covers and her smile and "I love you" just melt my heart.
I have heard from several younger people lately who didn't know if they would ever want children. I really cannot imagine my life without them. I guess my encouragement would be to let God help you make those decisions because to me there has never been and probably will never be anything as beautiful as these children and these Moments.
After I tucked her in bed I went to tuck my boy in bed. We did our prayers and song and then he wanted to tell me a couple of things. Usually we have a small exchange and then I head out. This time I realized he wanted me to plant myself for a while and I did. What jewels I got by doing that. He got to talking about his deer camp trip (which was this last November and every year in Nov). I have heard many stories from the trip but these happened to be new ones of when he went with his Uncle Stephen exploring on the four wheeler. He talked of how still he had to be if he saw a doe because his Dad had told him that at any movement they bolt. He also talked of stories he and his Dad had told each other while out there. He also mentioned moments of eating deer meat and getting to be with Papaw M. He also talked of his Truth and Training class and how much fun it was and how much he likes his teacher, as well as how he feels very liked there.
When I think of my little baby boy not a baby anymore it jolts me. When I look at his still young face but it looking more chiseled and shoulders broader and body longer it reminds me that these moments are the best in the world. Tears flow even as I write (partly because I am just so sentimental!) but I love these times and I reallydon't want them to end but on the other hand I look forward to the future when our relationship turns into more friendship. Today another Dad and his son came to get my Hubby and son to go on a one night hunting trip. They were excited. Noah and his friend who are same age were so excited to see each other and were showing their bb guns to each other as well as other items. I feel so proud of the precious gifts God has given me.
I play baby with my little girl then tucked her into bed for a nap. She snuggled up with her baby Annabel that she got for Christmas. We are suppose to get together with the wife and daughter tonight if they want to risk being around us at the end of this sickness. However, my daughter and I have girl's night plans if they are unable to. Watching her precious little face at the top of the covers and her smile and "I love you" just melt my heart.
I have heard from several younger people lately who didn't know if they would ever want children. I really cannot imagine my life without them. I guess my encouragement would be to let God help you make those decisions because to me there has never been and probably will never be anything as beautiful as these children and these Moments.
Thursday, January 12, 2006
Alarmed
Last night I got to go out later evening with a friend of mine from church. She has 5 kids and is usually very busy so we got some alone time that way. My hubby was with the kids. He and I didn't get a lot of time to talk before he went to work so I was surprised later when my son began telling me about his sister. He said "Mom, (sister)kindof passed out last night. I said"WHAT?!" He seemed more alarmed then, and told me the story of how they were brushing their teeth and she seemed to just go limp. Daddy happened to be in the bathroom helping them thankfully and caught her. I asked her if she remembered this and she said No. I asked if she was playing around with Daddy and she said no. I asked her if she saw black or felt tired right before she passed out. She said she didn't pass out. Peter said she acted as if nothing had happened after coming too as if she didn't even know that anything had happened. She seemed alarmed when we were talking about it all and asked if we could stop talking about it. It really scared her brother. Daddy said it was really pretty freaky. After talking with him later he also said she had been asleep before and he woke her to potty and brush teeth. So, my thought then was that maybe she just wasn't really awake in the first place. However, it did alarm me. She has had this fever and congestion virus and has been very tired this week. So, please keep her in your prayers that God will heal. Thanks.
Wednesday, January 11, 2006
Saving Crumbs
My daughter told me I had something in between my teeth. I worked to get it out and then she asked. "Mommy, why do you keep crumbs in your teeth?" I couldn't quit laughing.
Isn't it amazing that even with crumb saving teeth my kids seem to still want undivided time with me. I keep trying to get stuff done but evidently I haven't had enough one on one with them because they keep needing more. Could be to much time blogging.
Isn't it amazing that even with crumb saving teeth my kids seem to still want undivided time with me. I keep trying to get stuff done but evidently I haven't had enough one on one with them because they keep needing more. Could be to much time blogging.
Worship Leading YIKES!
We have been at our new church for a couple of months now. They did not have a Worship/Music Leader when we came and Hubby has been working towards that. We have had a fill in guy who pretty much just sang the songs but he was there each week. His last Sunday is this one and my husband has asked me to lead the worship. YIKES!! I am really scared! I always get to perfectionistic when it comes to worship. I have an idea of what I want to see happen but I am always nervous that I will mess up what the Lord wants. I have realized that I cannot think of what others think and I must be true to what God leads me to do regardless. I really did not want to do it but my husband wanted me to and I felt God was leading me to so here I go. I have been put in this situation before and I have never felt comfortable in it. However, I must admit that with each time I get a little better feel of what He wants from me. I assume that this adventure is more for my growth than anything. God never leaves me in my comfort zone for long....he know I would camp out there. I asked my hubby how he thought the deacons would feel about this decision, well he told them last night and not one bad word. In fact, some even seemed happy. Please pray for me, wisdom, worship, right heart etc... I think my greatest fears are my failings. My lack of confidence, lack of knowledge in leading, lack of always having a right heart, lopsided on being visionary instead of follow throughish etc. I covet your prayers as I go on this venture.
Monday, January 09, 2006
Happy Birthday My Beautiful Niece
Happy Birthday to my first Niece!
I cannot believe she is turning 11 on this very day! It truly makes me misty eyed and SCARED! Just kidding. sortof. I remember the day of her birth and what incredible joy it brought to our whole family! I was holding her for the first time and she was sucking my (very clean)finger. She was beautiful from the beginning and I knew God had a wonderful plan for her life. I remember some of her first words being "uh oh" and "beah". I remember her little chubby cheeks and her loving hugs when I would come to visit. She has always been organized and could probably direct us all if we would let her. She just has a knack for knowing how and what to do. She is incredibly crafty! She creates such beautiful things from knitting scarfs to sewing doll clothes to cooking yummy food and drawing gorgeous art! I am always amazed at all the gifts and talents God has given her. I think some of my favorite things about her is that she has a huge heart!! She was giving to others from such a small age. I remember one time she had a bank for people to give to the "love Jesus" foundation or something like that in order to give to some needy people! She is wise with her spending but generous with her giving. She is anxious to help and include kids of any age. She is a rare jewel and a treasure and I love her dearly! Happy birthday sweet princess!
I cannot believe she is turning 11 on this very day! It truly makes me misty eyed and SCARED! Just kidding. sortof. I remember the day of her birth and what incredible joy it brought to our whole family! I was holding her for the first time and she was sucking my (very clean)finger. She was beautiful from the beginning and I knew God had a wonderful plan for her life. I remember some of her first words being "uh oh" and "beah". I remember her little chubby cheeks and her loving hugs when I would come to visit. She has always been organized and could probably direct us all if we would let her. She just has a knack for knowing how and what to do. She is incredibly crafty! She creates such beautiful things from knitting scarfs to sewing doll clothes to cooking yummy food and drawing gorgeous art! I am always amazed at all the gifts and talents God has given her. I think some of my favorite things about her is that she has a huge heart!! She was giving to others from such a small age. I remember one time she had a bank for people to give to the "love Jesus" foundation or something like that in order to give to some needy people! She is wise with her spending but generous with her giving. She is anxious to help and include kids of any age. She is a rare jewel and a treasure and I love her dearly! Happy birthday sweet princess!
Refreshing
Our time with family and friends was like a wonderful cool glass of water when you are thirsty! It was so wonderful having hubby's family come and get to enjoy the beach, Mexico and each other! We played Nertz, visited and just had some wonderful fun! Then, I got to go my parents and be pampered. Getting meals fixed for me with lots of visiting and laughter. Then, I got to see many of my dear friends from Arkansas....ahhhh. Finally ending up with my sister and family and back home! It was soo wonderful! I am filled to the top and ready to be home again. Hope your holidays were wonderful as well!
Cursive Handwriting
Yes! you can finally quit reading my naughty list blog. Ha. I have been on break for quite a while visiting family and friends and SO enjoyed it. I am refreshed and happy to be back home. I will write more about that later.
Have any of you ever struggled with cursive handwriting? I hated it! I think the reason I hated it was because I felt I was no good at it. At around 8th grade a boy that I was good friends with looked at my writing and said "Your writing is terrible, it looks like a boys!" I was crushed and embarrassed and starting doing mostly printing at that point. I continued throughout my many years and always just had a bad taste in my mouth for it.
My beloved sister on the other hand has always loved writing. She LOVES a clean sheet of paper just waiting to written on. She is a naturally gifted writer. She also LOVES to read. She loves the smell of a brand new book and I have loved to tease her over the years about her loves.
She influences me in so many ways and while I was with her visiting we were talking about my not liking to write in cursive. I told my sob story and amazingly she didn't remember that! Anyway, she encouaged me to try again. I did it for her sake. She noticed one cursive letter that I did very well and praised me greatly for it! (Do you know how much praise motivates me?) She even said she wanted to write it like mine. I couldn't believe it! She began to coach me to slow down and not be in a big hurry with cursive but to enjoy it. So I did. Well, I'm hooked. I was writing any word I could see, I was singing and writing the words to songs, I was writing what she was saying (to which she did eventually get annoyed and encouraged me to look elsewhere), I wrote quotes from books and the Bible and how it spoke to me. Later my little nieces and son came around and said at each individual times "Wow, you have pretty handwriting." What!!? ME!!? I showed them my old handwriting when I rushed and my new one when I took it slow. They were impressed. (teaching taking place, oh how I love it!)
I came home with my newfound addiction and wrote my menu list. Hubby came home and I showed it to him. He said, and I quote "That's not your handwriting." To which I was delighted! I said "I know!!! It doesn't even look like mine." He still didn't believe it was my writing so I had to write him a love letter right then and there and now he believes!! What transformation even at my ripe old age!! My sister is an amazing teacher and encourager so if you are like me and ever struggled with handwriting just let her coach you and you will be as addicted as me....I'm sure of it! Who knew?! ;)
Have any of you ever struggled with cursive handwriting? I hated it! I think the reason I hated it was because I felt I was no good at it. At around 8th grade a boy that I was good friends with looked at my writing and said "Your writing is terrible, it looks like a boys!" I was crushed and embarrassed and starting doing mostly printing at that point. I continued throughout my many years and always just had a bad taste in my mouth for it.
My beloved sister on the other hand has always loved writing. She LOVES a clean sheet of paper just waiting to written on. She is a naturally gifted writer. She also LOVES to read. She loves the smell of a brand new book and I have loved to tease her over the years about her loves.
She influences me in so many ways and while I was with her visiting we were talking about my not liking to write in cursive. I told my sob story and amazingly she didn't remember that! Anyway, she encouaged me to try again. I did it for her sake. She noticed one cursive letter that I did very well and praised me greatly for it! (Do you know how much praise motivates me?) She even said she wanted to write it like mine. I couldn't believe it! She began to coach me to slow down and not be in a big hurry with cursive but to enjoy it. So I did. Well, I'm hooked. I was writing any word I could see, I was singing and writing the words to songs, I was writing what she was saying (to which she did eventually get annoyed and encouraged me to look elsewhere), I wrote quotes from books and the Bible and how it spoke to me. Later my little nieces and son came around and said at each individual times "Wow, you have pretty handwriting." What!!? ME!!? I showed them my old handwriting when I rushed and my new one when I took it slow. They were impressed. (teaching taking place, oh how I love it!)
I came home with my newfound addiction and wrote my menu list. Hubby came home and I showed it to him. He said, and I quote "That's not your handwriting." To which I was delighted! I said "I know!!! It doesn't even look like mine." He still didn't believe it was my writing so I had to write him a love letter right then and there and now he believes!! What transformation even at my ripe old age!! My sister is an amazing teacher and encourager so if you are like me and ever struggled with handwriting just let her coach you and you will be as addicted as me....I'm sure of it! Who knew?! ;)
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