Monday, March 18, 2013

Starting.... fresh? New? Again?

Over the years I have drifted in and out of blog writing.  I've used it to vent frustrations, brag about my kids, to write down things I'd like to remember but know I will forget otherwise and at times to share the things God has put on my heart.  I'm not sure what direction my writing will take this time, and I've decided that instead of trying to focus this blog in one direction, I will follow where my heart is leading on any given day.  So if you choose to follow my blog, you might want to be prepared for a bit of everything.

Hope you enjoy the ride!


Here is what life looks like right now.  Today I have not left the couch if I could help it.  I am 19 weeks pregnant and have a horrible cold.  The boys watched too much tv this morning, and all I've really done today is make sure they have food to eat, changed a few diapers, picked up Grace from school, stopped at the store for more tissues, and watched a couple old episodes of Grey's Anatomy on my laptop with my headphones.  Yes.  I watch that show.  It's like a dirty little secret.  But I suppose if I'm putting out here on my blog it's not exactly a secret anymore.  Oh well.  I'm only at the beginning of season 8, so don't spoil anything for me.  :)

My poor tenderheart (also known as Sam) is currently bawling his eyes out because I can't cuddle with him.  "I really want to be with you!  I really love you!  Why can't I snuggle?  I was just trying to snuggle with you!"  Oh it breaks my heart.  My poor boy!  I don't want to get you sick, that's why!

Grace is playing with Josiah, some game that involves dressing and dancing like she is a Riverdancer, and "making" something special for me in the other room.  Maybe I should be worried, but at the moment I feel so terrible I can't bring myself to care enough to get up and check.

That's today.

Tomorrow I'll tackle all that's been going on in the last...year.  Or two.  How long has it been since I last blogged???

Saturday, May 12, 2012

I think it's been at least a year since I posted on this blog, but there is so much on my mind lately that I feel the need to revisit this old blog, dust off the cobwebs, and begin again. God has been challenging me lately as only He can. Stretching my world views, changing my heart toward the lost, lonely, needy people of this world, my world. I'm reading two challenging books right now, by two amazing women. The first I'm almost finished with (and it's a good thing since it's due back at the library!). It's called Kisses from Katie, by Katie Davis. You can find her blog here: http://kissesfromkatie.blogspot.com/2012/03/april-2011-sometimes-my-16-passenger.html She is amazing. She left behind a comfy life here in America and moved to Uganda, adopted 14 girls and started a non profit to help meet the needs of those around her living in desperate poverty, sickness and disgusting living conditions. The thing that God is pressing into my heart right now through this book is the challenge that most Christians care about the hungry, thirsty, sick people on this planet. But do we really care for them? Is it enough to care about them? Jesus said, "Feed my sheep". Do we do that? She talks about the children that she works with, and the children she has adopted, and the process they go through learning to accept the love she lavishes on them. How she must first teach them what love is here on earth so that she can teach them what it means to be loved by a heavenly Father. How do children who have never had a bed, never been held and kissed every day, never had full bellies, or clean clothes, or someone to give them medicine when they are sick learn to accept that love when it's offered?


A couple of weeks ago I dropped the big kids off at preschool and took Josiah to the grocery store with me. We bought groceries, piled them in the car, and headed back to pick up the big kids. On the way out of the parking lot I stopped at the light and looked to my left where a girl of about 17 was sitting with a sign asking for money, food, or a sleeping bag. I rolled down my window and asked if she'd still be there in an hour, I had a sleeping bag at home. She said yes. So I picked up Grace and Sam, and took them home, explaining on the way what we were going to do when we got home. Grace asked why she needed a sleeping bag and food, and I told her that she had no money, no place to sleep. She said, "Mommy, can I give her my giving jar?" You see, a few weeks ago, we set up the kids with a money system. Three jars or piggy banks that are for giving, saving, and spending. We had told them they could give their giving jar to God, or to someone who needed it more than we did. So Grace immediately got home, took a bag and dumped her jar in it. She then grabbed a protein bag, put that in, followed by the little new testament she got at a festival last weekend (and which she had literally carried around and slept with for the past 4 days). Wow. Talk about feeding the hungry. Talk about faith like a child. Sam immediately followed suit, we packed up the car again, and went to find this girl who needed this stuff far more than we did. I planned on asking her if I could buy her lunch, maybe take her home for a shower or something. When we found her again, the car in front of me had bought her about 5 bags of groceries (which she had no idea how she was going to carry) so she didn't need lunch. Turns out she was also with someone else, and was on her way to meet up with him. So in the end we gave her the sleeping bag, Grace and Sam gave her their bags, and after talking for a few minutes we parted ways.



I can't stop thinking about this girl. I'm ashamed to say that I didn't even ask her name. But I pray that she finds her way. She said she was heading to FL to see her mom. I pray that she makes it safely. I'm so proud of Grace for thinking of putting that little bible in there. Grace thought about feeding her in ways beyond her physical needs even before I did. And Grace is only five! I am finding I can learn so much from my little girl. She is wise beyond her years. Or maybe it's that faith like a child that Jesus says we all must have to enter the Kingdom. Either way it's challenging me to take another look at my comfy life and ask what God wants to do through me here, right where I am. Katie is quick to say that doing what she did and moving to Uganda is not what God wants for everyone. And I certainly don't believe it's what God is calling ME to do. But I want to try and keep my heart and my eyes open to what God does want me to do for those around me. (And I'm praying that my eyes would be more like those of my five year olds!)

Monday, January 25, 2010

Not Me! Monday!

Inspired by this blog over here, I have decided to once again join in on her "Not me! Monday!" posting. She posts "Are you feeling guilty for pretending to be asleep in the morning so your husband will get up and feed the baby? Overcome with shame because upon some guests' arrival, you stuffed your dirty laundry into an empty drawer? Well don't be! Not Me! Monday was born out of my desire to admit some of my imperfections and reveal a few moments I'd rather forget. You may find it therapeutic to join in and do the same thing!"

So here's my own Not me! Monday! post for you all to enjoy and laugh at me for.

I don't have much to post about, because I definitely did not leave my laundry piling up, dishes overflowing in the sink, and the kitchen floor badly in need of sweeping in favor of sitting in bed and watching a movie last night. And I'm certainly not ignoring it all STILL in favor of sitting on my butt in front of the computer right now. Because I am always right on top of my chores and get them all day every evening before I head upstairs to watch American Idol or Dr. Oz.

And last night at dinner I did not get Sam up from his seat to sit on the potty only to have him interrupted (he wasn't going anyway) by Grace so she could sit on the potty. When she proceeded to poop on the potty (for the first time in months on our potty, she's gone at her grandparents a couple times, otherwise she goes in her pants) we had to celebrate and make a huge deal out of the event, lollipops and dancing and clapping and singing and mama shaking her booty like Grace's poop was the greatest thing in the world. Meanwhile... I had forgotten that Sam had just been sitting because he told me he had to poop and now he was walking around the house with no diaper when all of a sudden... I heard the tell tale grunting that tells me that my son was about to poop on my beige colored carpet in the living room. And when this happened I absolutely did NOT run over and hold my hands under his little tiny bottom trying to catch his poop. Not me!

Friday, December 18, 2009

Lightroom

So a couple of weeks ago I downloaded a trial version of Adobe's Lightroom. Now every chance I get I sit at my computer drooling over what it can do editing my pictures. SO amazing, let me just tell you. So when I went to one of my favorite blogs and realized she was having a giveaway for a free copy of this $300 program I was extremely excited. Head on over there yourself for a copy to win!