Who am I? Some days I look in the mirror and wonder where did that cute girl go. You know the one who was razor thin and looked good in everything. The one who had jet black hair (naturally) and not a gray in sight. Well, she's grown up a bit. I'm no longer razor thin, but give me an hour and I clean up pretty well. The hair's lighter to cover the gray, but with that gray comes loads of hindsight and wisdom.
What am I looking for? I'm looking for a day, one full day, sun up to sundown that is entirely peaceful. I'm looking for a way to make everyone in my house happy and smiling all at the same time. I'm looking for a miracle cure that will make my little furbaby, Shadow, calm and relaxed. I'm looking for the ability to be in more than one place at a time.
I'm so thankful that I serve a Saviour who doesn't care who I am and is the answer to what I'm looking for. More and more every day I become more dependent on Him. More and more every day I sense His spirit and desire to please Him.
So, who am I? I'm a daughter of the King and what am I looking for? My father, bursting through the clouds and calling my name!
Tuesday, July 29, 2008
Monday, July 21, 2008
Fishy Business
This past weekend we loaded up the camper and moved to Claytor Lake! My mother's extended family has a reunion every year at the lake and it always gives us a chance to catch up with aunts, uncles, cousins from all over the states. My mother's family is huge and we've scattered to every corner of the world.
Oh Jesus, so much to be thankful for. I praise you for time spent enjoying one another, sweet fellowship, hugs and kisses, old stories told over and over, memories of loved ones gone on, the laughter of children drenching each other in a water balloon fight, the laughter of adults joining in and forgetting their age. I praise you for the beauty of the weekend and your mercy over each of us. Help us to remember our true calling -- to be fisher's of men!
Sunday, Jacob and his daddy went fishing with my cousin-in-law, Roger, and just after 10 o'clock I got a phone call -- "come quick over to Roger's and bring the camera."
My little fisherman!
My little fisherman bested them both!
Oh Jesus, so much to be thankful for. I praise you for time spent enjoying one another, sweet fellowship, hugs and kisses, old stories told over and over, memories of loved ones gone on, the laughter of children drenching each other in a water balloon fight, the laughter of adults joining in and forgetting their age. I praise you for the beauty of the weekend and your mercy over each of us. Help us to remember our true calling -- to be fisher's of men!
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
Showers of Blessings
My sister graciously hosted my soon to be daughter-in-law's bridal shower this past Saturday. We had a huge turnout and she received a wonderful selection of gifts. Zachary stopped by near the end and seemed to be very happy. Here's a look at the beautiful day.
Thursday, July 3, 2008
The Big Bang!
In the past few years the 4th hasn't exactly turned out as I had planned. Let's see, three years ago we planned a huge family pool party at our home and it rained, rained, rained. Two years ago, we planned a huge family pool party and ended up having to cancel. My mother had eye surgery and we ended up traveling to their home and caring for her. She got very sick on the 4th and ended up in the emergency room all night. Last year, we again planned a huge family pool party and it turned out really great -- for awhile. The weather was great, everyone came and we had lots of fun, but late in the afternoon my baby boy, Jacob, came over and laid down next to me and said he wasn't feeling well. As the evening progressed he felt worse and complained of his stomach hurting. He eventually ended up having emergency surgery.
This year we are again planning the huge family pool party. The weather forecast is for 90's and sunny. Jacob is away this year in Philadelphia. Mommy is goi
ng to cry most of the day, but maybe, just maybe through my tears I'll get to see fireworks this year.
This year we are again planning the huge family pool party. The weather forecast is for 90's and sunny. Jacob is away this year in Philadelphia. Mommy is goi
ng to cry most of the day, but maybe, just maybe through my tears I'll get to see fireworks this year.
Tuesday, July 1, 2008
Pulling at the Heart Strings
This blog has become an outlet for my thoughts and feelings about parenting, life and marriage. So many times I've written about my struggles with parenting two boys -- two very different boys both in age and personality. I know very well that no two children are ever the same, but my two boys are so different that I wonder how on earth it happened.
I am missing them both today for two very different reasons. Jacob is away in Philadephia on his first mission trip. He left yesterday at 4 a.m. He texted me on and off most of the way and seemed to be a little homesick and anxious. He called around 11:00 last night and sounded some better. Hubby and I prayed for him and are hoping that today he's busy and feeling better. We haven't heard from him, but they do keep them quite busy, which is a good thing. Jacob is my ever present sidekick in life right now and I miss him tremendously. His personality is a lot like mine -- he's open, mouthy, loud, sweet, compassionate and stronger than me. He has a streak of determination a mile wide and a smile that lights up the world. I pray for Jacob this week "to see his faith with new eyes, to deepen his relationship with his Saviour, to find happiness in helping others, to have fun and make sweet memories."
I'm missing Zachary for much different reasons. Zachary is right here in the same city as me, but further away than Jacob is physically. Zachary is smart, so smart that he has always amazed me. He's moody and hard to approach. He's has the most amazing blue eyes and sometimes a boyish charm about him. Right now though he is struggling. I've known it for a long time and I'm powerless to do anything about it. No matter what I say or do I can't reach him. I spend hours praying the same prayer, "Lord, protect my child from harm, protect the people around him, help him to see where he's at in his life and reach out to you, bring him to his knees, please, please spare his life."
Nothing in this world can pull at our heart strings like our children. Nothing brings more happiness to us or more sadness than a child. The days spent raising them from the moment they are placed in our arms seem so difficult. We often think if I can just get them potty trained, if I can just get them in school, thru school, thru college, married, independent. The truth is we move from phase to phase, but it never really ends. We spend the rest of our lives raising them. We spend the rest of our lives hoping, praying that their lives will turn out alright.
I know my God is capable. He is capable where I fail, where I cannot reach, where I cannot go, he is capable. My children were loaned to me, but they are God's forever. I trust my Lord to be their parent, I trust my Lord for his will is divine. I trust my Lord to comfort my mother's heart, to wipe away my tears, my fears. My God is capable of anything.
I am missing them both today for two very different reasons. Jacob is away in Philadephia on his first mission trip. He left yesterday at 4 a.m. He texted me on and off most of the way and seemed to be a little homesick and anxious. He called around 11:00 last night and sounded some better. Hubby and I prayed for him and are hoping that today he's busy and feeling better. We haven't heard from him, but they do keep them quite busy, which is a good thing. Jacob is my ever present sidekick in life right now and I miss him tremendously. His personality is a lot like mine -- he's open, mouthy, loud, sweet, compassionate and stronger than me. He has a streak of determination a mile wide and a smile that lights up the world. I pray for Jacob this week "to see his faith with new eyes, to deepen his relationship with his Saviour, to find happiness in helping others, to have fun and make sweet memories."
I'm missing Zachary for much different reasons. Zachary is right here in the same city as me, but further away than Jacob is physically. Zachary is smart, so smart that he has always amazed me. He's moody and hard to approach. He's has the most amazing blue eyes and sometimes a boyish charm about him. Right now though he is struggling. I've known it for a long time and I'm powerless to do anything about it. No matter what I say or do I can't reach him. I spend hours praying the same prayer, "Lord, protect my child from harm, protect the people around him, help him to see where he's at in his life and reach out to you, bring him to his knees, please, please spare his life."
Nothing in this world can pull at our heart strings like our children. Nothing brings more happiness to us or more sadness than a child. The days spent raising them from the moment they are placed in our arms seem so difficult. We often think if I can just get them potty trained, if I can just get them in school, thru school, thru college, married, independent. The truth is we move from phase to phase, but it never really ends. We spend the rest of our lives raising them. We spend the rest of our lives hoping, praying that their lives will turn out alright.
I know my God is capable. He is capable where I fail, where I cannot reach, where I cannot go, he is capable. My children were loaned to me, but they are God's forever. I trust my Lord to be their parent, I trust my Lord for his will is divine. I trust my Lord to comfort my mother's heart, to wipe away my tears, my fears. My God is capable of anything.
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