tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28534885830921378142023-11-16T01:27:12.998-06:00Seasons of LifeA period characterized by a particular climatic activity or event.Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger246125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2853488583092137814.post-26193787795409669122014-10-20T16:37:00.001-05:002014-10-20T16:37:55.744-05:0010. Fruit of the Spirit: Love<i>Anyone who does not love does not know God, because God is love. (1 John 4:8)</i><div><i><br></i></div><div>I believe one of the greatest ways to truly experience and identify with God's love for us is to become a parent. I'll never forget the day my firstborn came into this world. I had a whirlwind of emotions going on after an emergency c-section but the moment Mack was placed on my chest all I could whisper was "I love you"!</div><div>I was amazed at how much love I had for this little boy that was only minutes old. I can only imagine it is a similar feeling when one decides to become a child of God and put their faith in Jesus Christ as their Lord and Savior. The Bible tells us ALL of Heaven rejoices! </div><div><br></div><div>When I think of Love in terms of my children it is easily equated with obedience. I'm often reminded of the story where Jesus asked Peter "do you love me?" He didn't just ask him once but rather three times. Each time with a command to do something. If we truly love the Lord, we will obey His commands. </div><div><br></div><div>If you're in our home very long you will know we say "I love you" quite frequently. There are times when my boys will say, "mommy, I love you" (when they're sorry for something they did wrong). Then there are times when I use the phrase with my boys, "if you love me, then obey me."</div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhut1j-Voi0T8BmGrGnrXZp-S9GntEsyVCI5rgECHlWkST_UwzkOnCw6NRq_CFbG4u3e2SmLNxQj9XRg2sWd8ETIjlHhdwh5NVBZNZBkQyiVucDTaq0_wzywNjOfvLG3se1e4nhq61pBK9x/s640/blogger-image-153401862.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhut1j-Voi0T8BmGrGnrXZp-S9GntEsyVCI5rgECHlWkST_UwzkOnCw6NRq_CFbG4u3e2SmLNxQj9XRg2sWd8ETIjlHhdwh5NVBZNZBkQyiVucDTaq0_wzywNjOfvLG3se1e4nhq61pBK9x/s640/blogger-image-153401862.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><br></div><div><i>May <b>Mack</b> and <b>Parker</b> know that this is love: that we walk according to your commandment. (2John 1:6). </i></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2853488583092137814.post-40450162746949156522014-10-20T16:04:00.001-05:002014-10-20T16:09:29.565-05:009. A servants heart<i>Do as I did: The Son of Man did not come for people to serve him. He came to serve others and to give his life to save many people.” (Matthew 20:28 ERV)</i><div><i><br></i></div><div><i><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlWNC6e4h2jdX6Vo5GTURhz5dmfVrPQWPNIF9vajlYD67Cc6H8cpkFS9tCBgSRZnBbCJP9CnKaXXviR8s5j4WcXe8f5_QwCRST0PK7ilkYB8pDztubzCBvaCaBMo0vwGQtkfoD2DgYOUbF/s640/blogger-image-1507094536.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlWNC6e4h2jdX6Vo5GTURhz5dmfVrPQWPNIF9vajlYD67Cc6H8cpkFS9tCBgSRZnBbCJP9CnKaXXviR8s5j4WcXe8f5_QwCRST0PK7ilkYB8pDztubzCBvaCaBMo0vwGQtkfoD2DgYOUbF/s640/blogger-image-1507094536.jpg"></a></div><br></i></div><div><i><br></i></div><div>I pray my boys would understand that any great leader must first learn to serve. </div><div><br></div><div>We work hard to teach our boys to serve others and for their ages I think they do pretty well. An area we've recently been teaching them is parking at church. Let me explain... While we currently have 13 acres of land, 2 buildings and constructing a 3rd on the property, parking is limited. Every week parking is an issue especially for the person who may want to check out Palm Valley Church but can't find a place to park. It's not uncommon for someone to pull into our parking lot only to pull out and drive away. So in an effort to free up a couple hundred parking spaces we have asked all staff and volunteers to park in a vacant parking lot of some nearby businesses. My boys wrestled with the idea we were not parking in the front row, especially since we got there first and the parking spaces are available. They were quick to wine at the thought of having to walk a bit. Once we explained why we were doing this, my compassionate 4 year old has been eager to serve and walk while my 3 year old just doesn't get it! Hopefully with time he'll understand. </div><div><br></div><div><i>May <b>Mack</b> and <b>Parker</b> serve wholeheartedly, as if they were serving You, Lord, not men (Ephesians 6:7).</i></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2853488583092137814.post-6149336176733128412014-10-13T23:06:00.001-05:002014-10-13T23:06:33.762-05:008. Purity<i>"Purity isn't just about sex. Purity is about keeping our eyes and hearts from anything evil, anything that has the power to overcome our will or turn our hearts away from the only true God."</i><div><br></div><div>Purity is often linked to abstaining from sex and while that is true to purity, purity is not limited to that. Purity begins in the heart. Now we all have corrupted hearts and therefore need cleansing by which we can't do alone. You, me nor my boys can remain pure by ourselves. But God can help us to be faithful to His will. </div><div><br></div><div>I want to teach my boys and have begun to do so about purity in ways they can understand. We talk about what we see and are open to discuss things at their level as far as they're willing to ask. The subject for my boys has obviously come in the form of modesty as its near impossible to avoid in today's culture. I know a lot of parents cringe at the thought of having these seemingly awkward conversations but to be honest, this is an area I am passionate about teaching. Too often the lack of purity is not from lack of self-control but rather from a lack of education and proper training. Nonetheless, it will be tested but when we equip our children with the proper understanding and tools to combat the temptation they will have a better chance of overcoming with the help of the Lord. </div><div><br></div><div>Lord, help me to train my boys in purity and to model well for them what a Godly woman should look like. How to respect a lady and honor You in doing so. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHE4cCRz1rhPeljN_y4y64wvHlJLO5gAkVMPddYLgm6QsoyHaFlSQDwZKMfFYXqXJbyL8euCZRTc5F4ZvgmUvSyY_oEEurJFrybEVyLett2jw4T8mgCGHNqgaYTiV80zdJbKODLC_viLmc/s640/blogger-image-1036048713.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHE4cCRz1rhPeljN_y4y64wvHlJLO5gAkVMPddYLgm6QsoyHaFlSQDwZKMfFYXqXJbyL8euCZRTc5F4ZvgmUvSyY_oEEurJFrybEVyLett2jw4T8mgCGHNqgaYTiV80zdJbKODLC_viLmc/s640/blogger-image-1036048713.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><i>May <b>Mack </b>and <b>Parker </b>have a love that issues from a pure heart and a good conscience and a sincere faith </i>(1 Timothy 1:5).</div><br></div><br></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2853488583092137814.post-55195074963616415192014-10-13T15:39:00.001-05:002014-10-13T15:41:14.719-05:007. Honor<i>"It's standing when a lady enters the room and offering her your chair. It's being a servant leader. It's defending the weak. It's being a man of your word." </i><div><i>~</i>Caid (a grown up boy)</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWUpR8vgNfS03gyfx_Nk1HuyWC55DtybEkXyiEfFOrBjQJ_iRNJVwyQIp8F8jS7S1EuBAx656RqlG92xF3JRcYjES8X1EdUVfExYLfLFX7cxYeuTUk8hwhLDX94E13c698_7GJ4yNtOxdJ/s640/blogger-image-2022676042.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWUpR8vgNfS03gyfx_Nk1HuyWC55DtybEkXyiEfFOrBjQJ_iRNJVwyQIp8F8jS7S1EuBAx656RqlG92xF3JRcYjES8X1EdUVfExYLfLFX7cxYeuTUk8hwhLDX94E13c698_7GJ4yNtOxdJ/s640/blogger-image-2022676042.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><br></div><div>Our boys are young but it's never too early to teach them about honor. We use this word synonymously with respect. They may not always fully understand the word and the depth of its meaning but we will continue to use it in our vocabulary so with time it becomes a part of theirs. </div><div><br></div><div>Honor/Respect are mostly associated with what is earned or deserved but I think it also should be modeled. You hear people say "honor your parents" but I believe we should also respect our children. For instance I have learned that my oldest child does not respond well to public correction. He is easily embarrassed and shuts down. I try and respect that for him it is a big deal. In turn we've had the conversation that he must also think about how his behavior may dishonor me at times and therefore we both try to have respect for each other. We don't always get it right but we are striving towards being honorable and showing honor. </div><div><br></div><div><i>May You, Lord, bestow favor and honor upon <b>Mack </b>and <b>Parker. </b>For no good thing do You withhold from those who walk up rightly. </i>(Psalm 91:15)</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2853488583092137814.post-87880678291058660972014-10-13T11:26:00.003-05:002014-10-13T11:26:54.832-05:0010 year Anniversary/Trip to Gatlinburg, TN<div class="separator" style="clear: both;">
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">So as we approached the big 10 we began dreaming about where we could go to make this special celebration a perfect memory... We filled a whiteboard with ideas from the east coast to the west coast, from tropical to skiing. And then we settled on Gatlinburg, TN to go hiking in The Smoky Mountains. As we began planning, we originally planned for our tax return to expend the trip. Our dreams were quickly dashed when our expected return was less than half of what we anticipated. Nonetheless we were still thankful we did not have to pay into taxes. For the next 6 months I had quietly prayed "God if there is any way..." Then just 6 weeks ago everything fell into place. A number of people individually contributed to making this trip happen (Gary & Karen - plane tickets, Kirk & Donna - much needed couples massage, Letreise, Rick, Sergio & Lucy, Scott & Tayton and I can't forget the wonderful friends who watched our boys - Heather/Andrew & Oz/Holly) </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">So we didn't encounter any bears but we definitely heard a few in the distance - got our hearts racing for sure! The trail was beautiful but steep in some parts and us Texans were not used to the altitude either. I was thankful we purchase trekking poles, don't think I could've done it without them. </span></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The decent was much easier! After our hike we grabbed a bite to eat in town and then I got adventurous... I decided I wanted to <a href="http://www.thegatlinburgzipline.com/ziplines/">zip line</a>! Now if you know me you know I have a terrible fear of heights so I'm not sure what came over me but I DID IT! Unfortunately we have no videos or pictures but it was an experience to remember. The staff was great and of course had to play up on my fear but they made it fun. We did a total of 9 ropes. My brave 4 year old would be so proud!</span></div>
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2853488583092137814.post-25035368857380364002014-10-11T09:43:00.001-05:002014-10-11T09:46:49.940-05:006. PrideBoys, men, the male gender are prone to pride. Whether it's strutting off the court after a slam dunk, playing with the "fastest" toy car, or winning the board gamed or the umpteenth time, pride seems to be ingrained deep within their hearts. <div><br></div><div>Although there are times when taking pride in something you have accomplished or worked hard towards is a good thing. My husband and I like the idea of exposing our boys to a number of different interest. But in that exposure we believe it's important to let them fail, not win and sometimes not be the best. We encourage them when they try their best and will be their biggest fans when they are the best. Most importantly though is teaching them that when they do excell that we give God the glory for the gifts and abilities He has given us. </div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghOI37xOgnTQEwcwtJuiwzbsmVGRmgF4aXCnOtw-0Z35XOHoz5g6rc56avKesb3rSkvouwV4tVhJm_DhX_EoL1ioP-VfF-1QQnluGvLO-nURC0bZub7s_lku238SOH22HUaCULk9yh_UZn/s640/blogger-image--496589734.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghOI37xOgnTQEwcwtJuiwzbsmVGRmgF4aXCnOtw-0Z35XOHoz5g6rc56avKesb3rSkvouwV4tVhJm_DhX_EoL1ioP-VfF-1QQnluGvLO-nURC0bZub7s_lku238SOH22HUaCULk9yh_UZn/s640/blogger-image--496589734.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2853488583092137814.post-45909485375448610542014-10-11T09:22:00.001-05:002014-10-11T09:24:30.349-05:005. WisdomGrowing up I didn't have a bible based foundation, so I did what I wanted...<div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhldLiU6ZOL04JcSO14EE-C_AFHYxxrPbFsVlYAXKtheczOytotIVJE3NbpcDDMCjwyGcnAppVoAoLTFVe3-SjfBNL9s7trtn2GGg81_sW3eTU6xc5BYE2kRODDYKOzwWN_DTg-N6gTfE5W/s640/blogger-image-451495244.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhldLiU6ZOL04JcSO14EE-C_AFHYxxrPbFsVlYAXKtheczOytotIVJE3NbpcDDMCjwyGcnAppVoAoLTFVe3-SjfBNL9s7trtn2GGg81_sW3eTU6xc5BYE2kRODDYKOzwWN_DTg-N6gTfE5W/s640/blogger-image-451495244.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><br></div><div>Prior to becoming a Christ-follower at the age of 17 I wouldn't say there was a lot of wisdom in the decisions I made. I want to change that legacy for my boys. I want to raise <i>wise</i>, good men. Men who seek the Lord and put Him first in their lives. </div><div><br></div><div>My boys can choose what type of men they want to become: wise or foolish. It is my job to equip them to know the difference. </div><div><br></div><div>May <b>Mack and </b>Parker be like Solomon and ask You, God, for an understanding mind and the ability to discern between good and evil. (1Kings 3:9)</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2853488583092137814.post-3902007981284141442014-10-03T22:14:00.001-05:002014-10-06T10:47:48.845-05:004. Integrity<div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><strong><i><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEOymzwgh1_Y4g45xTbMvnUWNGTdRu3vxKGyfzVstQSHF6JjyIPDUzSX9-HQB3FRYJHj4XXJjNtwUT4nXgtDnohBETORlTHb5WZx6bslcie2Od4pqOd7EnJ8-Az2gkeBQ6SqYWmsAgC40M/s640/blogger-image-1272998727.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEOymzwgh1_Y4g45xTbMvnUWNGTdRu3vxKGyfzVstQSHF6JjyIPDUzSX9-HQB3FRYJHj4XXJjNtwUT4nXgtDnohBETORlTHb5WZx6bslcie2Od4pqOd7EnJ8-Az2gkeBQ6SqYWmsAgC40M/s640/blogger-image-1272998727.jpg"></a></div></i></strong><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div>We have to be careful with the way we live, taking special caution to live well when no else is looking. </span></div><div><br></div>Not too long ago our family joined several of our friends and their families for dinner. There was a little situation that arose amongst our kids that needed some guidance. It was brought to my attention by another parent that according to her child, Mack was the instigator. Having not witnessed what happened, I was not quick to defend but in my heart I knew it was very uncharacteristic of Mack. I also know kids will be kids and it wasn't beyond him either. That night while putting Mack to bed we discussed what happened and without accusing him, I allowed Mack to share with me what happened. He very innocently said, "mommy, my friend was doing it so I did it. I didn't know it was wrong." I asked if he was telling me the truth because his friend told his mommy that it was Mack's idea. Mack was so confused and asked "but mommy, why would he lie about me to his mom?" It broke my heart. We had a great moment talking about the scenario and how his friend was maybe scared to get in trouble but that it's always best to tell the truth. We prayed for his friend. Then a couple days later Mack brought it up again, wanting to pray for his friend and said, "mommy, I want to lead my friends." <div><br></div><div>I'll be honest, as a mom it was hard for me... The mother bear in me wanted to say you can't have friends like that or, how dare they accuse <i>my</i> son. But I realized that is why I stay at home, why I plan to homeschool... I am not here to shelter my boys from the world but rather to train them how to respond with <b>integrity</b> when life happens. In the end, even though my son was still believed to be the instigator I know he was honest with me and for that, I am one proud momma! </div><div><br></div><div>I dream of my boys becoming mighty men of God--men of integrity, men of principle, men who love Jesus. I dare hope that when the day of temptation comes, they will stand strong and fight for Truth. But the best parenting in the world cannot make this dream come true. The only way is to pray the Lord will change their hearts. To give them warrior hearts, set apart for Him. </div><div><br></div><div>May <b>Mack</b> and <b>Parker</b> walk before You as King David walked, with integrity of heart and uprightness, doing according to all that You have commanded them and keeping Your statues and rules (1 Kings 9:4). </div><div><br></div><div><br></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2853488583092137814.post-89970771855843355492014-10-02T13:59:00.001-05:002014-10-20T16:09:52.510-05:003. Overcoming FearDeep within me there's always been this desire for adventure... I was the only girl with 2 brothers in my family so I was quite the tomboy growing up. I loved being outdoors, climbing trees, trekking through creeks and playing in the mud! Maybe God knew I'd have boys someday and needed that sense of adventure in me...<div><br></div><div>Although I would claim to be adventurous there is more of a reserve within me the older I get. I don't long to go sky-diving or crave the adrenaline rush of roller coasters anymore! As I've aged I find there are fears within me that I can't identify their origin. Nonetheless, I have determined that although my boys will discover their own fears in life I do not want to instill mine within them. </div><div><br></div><div>Just a couple months ago the boys and I had the opportunity to go to Summer Camp with the youth. We watched several of the students go off the zip line and it was only a matter of minutes before Mack, my 4 year old, asked if he could do it! I wasn't sure if the camp was equipped to allow a small child to go off and secretly I was hoping they weren't. I also knew there was absolutely no way this sweet little boy of mine was talking me into climbing the 30ft tower to free fall off the thing and zip line. I quickly told him we'd have to see what daddy says. Mack was persistent for the next day! So Micah makes it happen. We explained what would happen without trying to instill fear. We were not sure if he would follow through but he DID! It was the talk of camp! Although my heart was racing I was so proud of him. I loved what he said afterwards, "mom, you know why I was so brave? Because I knew God is always with me!"</div><div><a href="https://m.facebook.com/story.php?story_fbid=10152606721726678&id=672696677">https://m.facebook.com/story.php?story_fbid=10152606721726678&id=672696677</a></div><div><br></div><div>I pray both my boys have that kind of courage in the face of fear. I know we are just talking about a little adventure here but it gives me hope and confidence that my boys will be:</div><div>-men who aren't afraid to take a stand, no matter the cost</div><div>-men whose wives appreciate their ability to make bold, fearless decisions for the benefit of his family. </div><div>-men who have children that will reap the benefits of a father who worships the Lord without fear of what others think. </div><div>-and men that follow hard after their God-give dreams. </div><div><br></div><div>I want to help cultivate this kind of strength in my boys not stunt it with my fears. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhF3hzlv2bIvyi1gnSjVp5liHQdSG2Muxc37x8lIBML82VksxZzl93LxEKSAFckA21AsiCcb03jmcNJczaCUNl8eNhii6DZv-sme3lHDxaDFTmz_hePDRgmnJLBQh7h2eBtHlhB9sls2EVW/s640/blogger-image-1872734027.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhF3hzlv2bIvyi1gnSjVp5liHQdSG2Muxc37x8lIBML82VksxZzl93LxEKSAFckA21AsiCcb03jmcNJczaCUNl8eNhii6DZv-sme3lHDxaDFTmz_hePDRgmnJLBQh7h2eBtHlhB9sls2EVW/s640/blogger-image-1872734027.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><br></div><div><i>May <b>Mack</b> and <b>Parker</b> be strong and courageous and not fear or be in dread, for it is You, Lord, our God, who goes with them. You will not leave or forsake them.</i> (Deuteronomy 31:6)</div><div><br></div><div><br></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2853488583092137814.post-85088023659920934592014-10-01T16:01:00.001-05:002014-10-02T08:31:40.367-05:002. Obedience<div><i style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><div style="display: inline !important;"><i>Children obey your parents in the Lord...</i><span style="font-style: normal;"> Ephesians 6:1</span></div></i></div><div><i style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><div style="display: inline !important;"><span style="font-style: normal;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj7Vtj8V3L59_WdiJMsr7Nfjy2xW4kSfugRlhfLGwQrL08QOhLq8X59eh_gZGuXO8tTzkdAA0vzDBPvq7x_2sKSK4E3qt32MoYSHWajrEi7u8mo2cjap_LgLZWu14HKW0q6yzAVG9nAt12/s640/blogger-image--412782929.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj7Vtj8V3L59_WdiJMsr7Nfjy2xW4kSfugRlhfLGwQrL08QOhLq8X59eh_gZGuXO8tTzkdAA0vzDBPvq7x_2sKSK4E3qt32MoYSHWajrEi7u8mo2cjap_LgLZWu14HKW0q6yzAVG9nAt12/s640/blogger-image--412782929.jpg"></a></div><br></span></div></i></div><div><br></div><div>Obey is such a difficult word to grasp, not just for little minds but for adults as well. It often requires submitting, yielding or in Webster's terms to comply. It is a breaking of our own will to follow the commands of another. It's a stripping of our indepence to fully trust that which is being commanded of us. Obey is so easily tied to that of a child but aren't we all children? Children of God? How then can I expect my children to obey if I first have not learned to be a student of obedience to the Word of God. I am learning that while I am teaching my boys the importance of obeying I too must model this obedience before them. I've heard it said that the greatest lessons in life are not taught but rather caught as it is demonstrated before them. <span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">I'm learning that God doesn’t instantly change our children just because we want him to. Like many things in life, we often learn much about ourselves through prayer. We learn how we need to change; we learn how we need to grow.</span></div><div><br></div><div>Obedience and submission to authority are normal parts of life. For the rest of their days, our sons will have to submit to someone or something. Even if your son becomes the CEO of the biggest most powerful company (or country) in the world, he will still have to answer to his maker. Training our boys now to respect and submit to authority sets them up for success of the greatest kind. </div><div><br></div><div>Lord willing some day my boys will get married and when they do they will be responsible to lead their families. A quote I read said this, "<i>If your man cannot submit to Jesus, he cannot lead you. A man must be willing to be led before he can truly lead.</i>" Training my boys in obedience is not an option. </div><div><br></div><div>Nevertheless teaching obedience can be challenging and downright exhausting but it is one of the greatest opportunities to prove the gospel message to our sons. </div><div><br></div><div>We often pray something similar with our boys, here's a great illustration out of "praying for Boys":</div><div><br></div><div>"Son, you're right. You didn't obey mommy. God says you must obey mommy and daddy, doesn't it? It's hard to obey, isn't it? Everything in you wants your own way! It's fun to hit your brother sometimes. It's fun to be too loud, and sometimes it makes you feel good about yourself to tell mommy no. <span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">But God, who made you, says that you must obey. You can't do it by yourself, can you? No matter how hard he tried to be good and obey mommy, you just can't get it right all the time. That's why we love God so much, son! I knew you couldn't do it by yourself! He knew you would choose to sin instead of obey! He knew you would need help! So he sent his only son, Jesus, to die for your sins and take the punishment you deserve. Then God raised Jesus from the dead, and now Jesus is with God in heaven, just waiting for you to confess your sin and ask him to help you fight the sin in your heart! Isn't that great news? We need Jesus! Let's pray now and ask Jesus to help you!"</span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: 'Helvetica Neue Light', HelveticaNeue-Light, helvetica, arial, sans-serif;">God, I pray that from a young age Mack and Parker would recognize their need for a Savior and the importance of obeying and desire to obey YOU! May they do this with joy and not groaning. (Hebrews 13:17). And Lord, teach me to forever be a student of your Word as I train up these mighty men of God. </span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2853488583092137814.post-90416407852640238432014-10-01T14:59:00.001-05:002014-10-01T15:09:55.745-05:001. Heart Change<div class="separator" style="clear: both;">I am participating in a 21 day challenge to pray for my sons. http://www.themobsociety.com/2014/09/27/expect-21-days-prayer-sons-challenge/?utm_source=feedburner&utm_medium=email&utm_campaign=Feed%3A+TheMobSociety+%28The+MOB+Society%29<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhu__LccsspVloUosx7HhyaxJnqmbUhxPiJG_8U_3Cs_ovnN_rVrg8Tc5b6oZ1RYxJlcYkT3NpR74HIodtUNjdewS-3FNedljehBF9ODrkW1uPa-JGc6Qw084xFxlVfFPaC8xNo33rv9UIN/s640/blogger-image--416489090.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhu__LccsspVloUosx7HhyaxJnqmbUhxPiJG_8U_3Cs_ovnN_rVrg8Tc5b6oZ1RYxJlcYkT3NpR74HIodtUNjdewS-3FNedljehBF9ODrkW1uPa-JGc6Qw084xFxlVfFPaC8xNo33rv9UIN/s640/blogger-image--416489090.jpg"></a></div>Having 2 little boys is one of my greatest joys and parenting them, my greatest challenge! My husband and I prayed long before we decided to have children... We knew from the beginning we wanted children and welcomed the journey of parenthood. We also knew it was a very high calling and not one to be taken lightly. I specifically felt and knew that when I became a mom, the trajectory of my life would forever be changed. I would give up the desire to be "successful" in the world's eyes and aim to be successful in that which God had called me. Oh, there are so many days I feel as though my aim is far beneath even par but it is in my inadequacy that God equips and enables me to do the very job he's called me to do. You see, my calling and worth aren't just about how well my boys respond to my leading but also about how I respond to the Holy Spirit's leading. I am learning that parenting is one of the greatest forms of discipleship. It is humbling to admit I'm a flawed perfectionist who craves structure, order and cleanliness. Those things don't quite fit into the world of child-rearing, in fact they are often absent or non-existent altogether. And can I be honest?... It drives me absolutely crazy some days. It is then that I realize, I too, can not change my own heart, only Jesus can. So instead of expecting perfect behavior or even trying to change behavior (Because I can't. Period. It's not my job.) I find this weary, exhausted mom on my knees seeking the only ONE who can change a heart - JESUS! This is the first and most important action I can take. Praying that God will change their hearts of stone to hearts of flesh. <i>I will give you a new heart and put a new spirit in you; I will remove from you your heart of stone and give you a heart of flesh.</i> (Ezekiel 36:26 NIV)Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2853488583092137814.post-68179837153060516712014-05-11T22:57:00.001-05:002014-05-11T23:39:20.160-05:00Mother's DayThis year for Mother's Day, I felt a little spoiled! Now I've only been a mommy for a few years so my 2 boys are still young and need help in celebrating mommy. Let me just make a little side note here that gift-giving and creativity are not my husbands strong suits (although, I do believe they can be learned and just because it's not a strength that shouldn't be used as an excuse to forfeit the acts altogether). So anyway it started with my husband asking how he could help make Mother's Day special this year. I told him it wasn't about gifts but rather my boys acknowledging it to be a special day to celebrate mommy - this <i>is</i> what I give my life to after all. I did tell him however, if he wanted to treat me, I'd really love to get my hair cut and rehighlighted. <div><br></div><div>So I'm out looking for a gift for my MIL. Thought I might be able to find something at James Avery... As I'm looking through all the charms, Mack is asking me what they each are or what they say. We get to a section of mommy charms and I'm reading them. One says, mom, mommy, very special mom, <b>best mom</b>. Mack's says, "mommy, I want to get that one for you because you're the very best mom!" Now we weren't there to get me a charm but how could I resist my precious 4 year old who insisted "he" wanted to get that for his mommy. I obliged and will remember forever my charm from Mack that says "Best Mom!"</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDkPs8iFtwWz2TRewSWYDLuWoVW6qxgKAUiZTqla-PZOygB__uhSouTyJkCVeLpUMGYJPiPHwTaISEgoQB4O6NLkCW27-Jxl5Wzvmb4XyJdTQ8bDNeZoC7hLIbdNfRi4CbJ7haNvX8R7vc/s640/blogger-image--165032847.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDkPs8iFtwWz2TRewSWYDLuWoVW6qxgKAUiZTqla-PZOygB__uhSouTyJkCVeLpUMGYJPiPHwTaISEgoQB4O6NLkCW27-Jxl5Wzvmb4XyJdTQ8bDNeZoC7hLIbdNfRi4CbJ7haNvX8R7vc/s640/blogger-image--165032847.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><br></div><div>I confessed later to my husband that I ended up getting a charm for myself instead of for his mom 😁. But I'd still really like to get my hair done. He agreed and thought the charm story was really sweet. </div><div><br></div><div>Then my dear mentor mom, Debi, gave me a set of her jewelry as I had always admired hers. </div><div><br></div><div>Got my hair done - love it!<div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfdBN-p0wMuLRQJiZPyFdRd0PHx3AFDkmMXSVoC0V15WM01Ek66rfIpfy_RwE3lTnoku5yqDcCaiuPBR6K8-KIYhAUBlVLROiyobMcCee40giGgH0GbeaF-P8orsb2CrtvHKztaexg9BuA/s640/blogger-image-1693088581.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfdBN-p0wMuLRQJiZPyFdRd0PHx3AFDkmMXSVoC0V15WM01Ek66rfIpfy_RwE3lTnoku5yqDcCaiuPBR6K8-KIYhAUBlVLROiyobMcCee40giGgH0GbeaF-P8orsb2CrtvHKztaexg9BuA/s640/blogger-image-1693088581.jpg"></a></div></div><div><br></div><div>Then got a book I had wanted for quite some time from my parents, Kirk & Donna. <div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiO-4r4KB9YiMffmbaQ42IAUZf5rzwVJWsSI15nDzTNVW1evarvunPnMraNsljHGuDQq9Bot4IBU04ZYg1Krw9qCuDyUK9qKUQ0q1SY4z2564PMSRkEf2sM215LyUGMZPwxwrzjRQV3NBzC/s640/blogger-image-1438650386.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiO-4r4KB9YiMffmbaQ42IAUZf5rzwVJWsSI15nDzTNVW1evarvunPnMraNsljHGuDQq9Bot4IBU04ZYg1Krw9qCuDyUK9qKUQ0q1SY4z2564PMSRkEf2sM215LyUGMZPwxwrzjRQV3NBzC/s640/blogger-image-1438650386.jpg"></a></div></div><div><br></div><div>Spontaneously Micah sent me to get a pedicure/manicure which I normally pride myself in doing my own. Although it is a treat to be pampered. <div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbAYRz7TGPwWkUVtRjXXVSVewO9PCWxPQTuhcQWMWmnW4jwcyY6Wi-04fQaHqNQV10QAF8IUFek-LEGdQoLD3JL-kZp9kCGNOw8C8TYXKsmJyWRezk0_OTue4QKVXULthsDwStfss2sYm4/s640/blogger-image-1621249977.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjbAYRz7TGPwWkUVtRjXXVSVewO9PCWxPQTuhcQWMWmnW4jwcyY6Wi-04fQaHqNQV10QAF8IUFek-LEGdQoLD3JL-kZp9kCGNOw8C8TYXKsmJyWRezk0_OTue4QKVXULthsDwStfss2sYm4/s640/blogger-image-1621249977.jpg"></a></div></div><div><br></div><div>Got a candle from a friend. </div><div><br></div><div>Art work from my precious boys (done in their classes at church) to adorn my fridge. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjVszf5F3jJae894MqfxmIs2w3lD87rceKU0mNxEJtGtAq7tErN772gMIjX5iqtziYcWWkSYHtR8r1tJtFapU6bC05eDtwGyHCoVbLEzeuH2NsLcAjqGc1iExpfRPxXReHgy7ovGHctgPI/s640/blogger-image-651907588.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjVszf5F3jJae894MqfxmIs2w3lD87rceKU0mNxEJtGtAq7tErN772gMIjX5iqtziYcWWkSYHtR8r1tJtFapU6bC05eDtwGyHCoVbLEzeuH2NsLcAjqGc1iExpfRPxXReHgy7ovGHctgPI/s640/blogger-image-651907588.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div><br></div><div>Mack was included during the church announcements in a Mother's Day Video. </div><div><a href="http://vimeo.com/m/94806003">http://vimeo.com/m/94806003</a></div><div><br></div><div>Then a little surprise from my 3 special guys after a restful nap... My boys dressed in matching button up shirts with ties escorted me to the living room for a special skit scripted by my hubby and acted out by my little guys (wish I could've gotten it on video, it was so precious!). Ending with a beautiful video that was perfect! http://www.ignitermedia.com/products/3661-the-messy-life-of-a-mom (Micah, it was a perfect gift with great creativity - I knew you had it in you! 😉)</div><div><br></div><div>To end the evening, my mentor mom, Debi, offered to watch our boys so Micah and I could go on a much needed date. We saw the movie "<b>Mom's Night Out</b>" which was hilarious! Then enjoyed dinner conversation and of course dessert! <div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizj4t7kEaE5vyVsDvsoCYKdOX6C_u9vDZB0hedA8khil60fb2HXsatoHNZ9rnagBRbsTodwDltKd1ndQqR9OHA8SSO5ZfSYaM9sm0TXm-frC7Lj5BHoMz_f1WAkYNAFXni8AMizQhcEXrM/s640/blogger-image-2064395486.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizj4t7kEaE5vyVsDvsoCYKdOX6C_u9vDZB0hedA8khil60fb2HXsatoHNZ9rnagBRbsTodwDltKd1ndQqR9OHA8SSO5ZfSYaM9sm0TXm-frC7Lj5BHoMz_f1WAkYNAFXni8AMizQhcEXrM/s640/blogger-image-2064395486.jpg"></a></div><br></div></div><div><br></div><div>It was a special day!</div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2853488583092137814.post-43485699963301158632014-05-02T22:31:00.001-05:002014-05-02T22:31:33.614-05:00Yes, Mommy Makes Mistakes Too<span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">I wanted to share my daily devotion from today... I can honestly say this is an area I have modeled well for my boys - we all make mistakes, even mommy. The important part is teaching them what to do when we make a mistake and that is to repent, learn from it and move forward. We will mess up again but I love this verse "</span><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto;">I have fallen, but enemy, don’t laugh at me! I will get up again. I sit in darkness now, but the Lord will be a light for me." (Micah 7:8 ERV)</span><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Yes, Mommy Makes Mistakes Too<br style="-webkit-touch-callout: none;"><br style="-webkit-touch-callout: none;">Moms, lets face it, we make mistakes. Let me share a few:<br style="-webkit-touch-callout: none;"><br style="-webkit-touch-callout: none;"><br style="-webkit-touch-callout: none;">1. After telling your children to be careful with their drinks and keep them in the kitchen, you spill your drink all over the living room floor.<br style="-webkit-touch-callout: none;">2. You want your child to get ready for school in a timely manner, but you cannot seem to get them to school on time, even if they dressed themselves just like you asked.<br style="-webkit-touch-callout: none;">3. You raise your voice when you know you shouldn't.<br style="-webkit-touch-callout: none;">4. You tell them you will do this or that "later." Later comes, but "this or that" doesn't.<br style="-webkit-touch-callout: none;">5. You set a limit on how much TV they can watch, but you are tired because you stayed up too late watching your favorite shows.<br style="-webkit-touch-callout: none;">6. You realize your son or daughter was telling the truth after you disciplined them.<br style="-webkit-touch-callout: none;"><br style="-webkit-touch-callout: none;">Over the past several years, I have had to humble myself many times before my children. At first, I would wallow in my mistakes (which is what Satan wants us to do.) It is difficult to admit to anyone, especially your children, that Mommy makes mistakes too. Fortunately, I have come to realize, through my mistakes, that I have a great opportunity to teach my children how to admit their mistakes, the importance of repenting from their mistakes, to do their best to correct their mistakes, and to strive not to repeat it. Although I am not proud of my mistakes, I want my children to realize they are not alone in their struggles to do what is right. Mommy understands what they are going through. I want them to come to me and know that I will always love them.<br style="-webkit-touch-callout: none;"><br style="-webkit-touch-callout: none;">Don't allow Satan to tell you that you are not a good mom or that you don't know what you are doing. Look to God for direction and guidance and forgiveness when you mess up. Ask him to help you turn these situations into "teachable moments" for your children. Just as you love your children when they make mistakes, God loves you as well. He will never leave you. He will always help you. He will always love you.</span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2853488583092137814.post-81347917863655079452014-04-25T14:10:00.001-05:002014-04-25T14:10:39.643-05:00Spruced up the backyard/pool area<div><br></div>One of the desires of our hearts is to use our home to be a blessing to others. We love to entertain and living in south Texas it is especially nice having a pool. So with this years tax return we decided to spruce up our favorite place to entertain - the backyard/pool area! We had a great space with lots of potential, it just needed a little TLC. I had some ideas but then had a friend aid me with a few decisions on details. We already had a patio table/chairs and grill. So we added a conversation seating, sunscreen fabric over the pergola, fun decorative lighting, trash can, cooler, pool toy storage, pots & plants and a really cool DIY fold up serving table. <div><br></div><div>Here's a few pics to show our progress!</div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtK3a_MgXZvvANli9F17s0n2lksTrT4DdsHH42yS8a6OnLk2m9l-MnIDILYEV0QLfAG9NqzrJmMW3w9XpIddiLHXveQand0d1o9sVs59gris1Jx4ViNdjxh4GjDg6dFHuS9Rj8oyvTJPRB/s640/blogger-image-306698764.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjtK3a_MgXZvvANli9F17s0n2lksTrT4DdsHH42yS8a6OnLk2m9l-MnIDILYEV0QLfAG9NqzrJmMW3w9XpIddiLHXveQand0d1o9sVs59gris1Jx4ViNdjxh4GjDg6dFHuS9Rj8oyvTJPRB/s640/blogger-image-306698764.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">The before</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmv5xoexYhmEGlmYj-2WQuoeHvBUHZ7hmw70RwPx04IesWo2BB-l8wAMVzK1DQ0PFLvmxUphw9SO7SC4pJJ5uAfbHNFI7nBAAI_Jap-8QPI_hPTDrs-D9cvvOyFZSgwomXdl23VCa-k08A/s640/blogger-image--177229322.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmv5xoexYhmEGlmYj-2WQuoeHvBUHZ7hmw70RwPx04IesWo2BB-l8wAMVzK1DQ0PFLvmxUphw9SO7SC4pJJ5uAfbHNFI7nBAAI_Jap-8QPI_hPTDrs-D9cvvOyFZSgwomXdl23VCa-k08A/s640/blogger-image--177229322.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Putting up the sunscreen fabric</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6JM69khapdigMdkUTCdzal9xYXKcBCeXC5LHXlIZOgdEdtLEPFtW9nhoq0gJjln364Cduhq9AUGiGtUT4OLG3mwqDRKxVoCjASoeUpAqwnfS9VLCFL_qcmSBpxhqf3wLq8pp7dSgCfJsZ/s640/blogger-image-1798983657.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj6JM69khapdigMdkUTCdzal9xYXKcBCeXC5LHXlIZOgdEdtLEPFtW9nhoq0gJjln364Cduhq9AUGiGtUT4OLG3mwqDRKxVoCjASoeUpAqwnfS9VLCFL_qcmSBpxhqf3wLq8pp7dSgCfJsZ/s640/blogger-image-1798983657.jpg"></a></div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxwlI-WIPxCz1wMBa1YFK6L2qEkFldhiIOSF8eyHucJrXKwZXHPoHDqdwDH2LGbZCMLlsBxe4ATd1ZESEyvuzkGsH0dZpaCg4ljuEEaQ8938VEACh5LLJ0PB_TDBX_MWpzxvFv33eH_zYH/s640/blogger-image-1013395161.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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Looking forward to the hours of entertaining this summer and the blessing this area will be!</div><br></div><br></div><br></div><br></div><br></div><br></div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><br></div><div><br></div><div><br></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2853488583092137814.post-54829953912287880702014-02-14T22:08:00.001-06:002014-02-14T22:11:21.066-06:00Greater Glory TogetherMicah and I have spent 10 Valentine's together and this year was by far the greatest! Not because we showered each other with chocolate, jewelry, expensive gifts or out-bragged anyone on social media - today was the greatest because we got to do something out of the ordinary that topped any date we could have planned... We got to share our own story at church to the Thrive College & Career group. <div><br></div><div>Micah and I have very different stories of our upbringing and it's a beautiful thing to be able to share how what the enemy intended for bad for my life, God has turned and used for good. About a year before Micah and I even started dating/courting I felt like God specifically told me He would bring Micah and I together because we would bring <b>greater glory to Him</b> together than we would separately. Those words are fulfilled on a daily basis and tonight was a special occasion as we got to minister together to the Thrive College & Career. <i>"You will end up just like...unless you purpose is your heart to change. It starts with you, you can rewrite the legacy you will leave.</i>" </div><div><br></div><div>God thank you for using us to be a blessing to others. </div><div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqZNNDvl_gqr9DdklP_xwrAICtsIp0_PKwVr5ZZZVeG1RUhlJYecRtAZrFnXju8ImJjB8zcrciwkNBIKdouaJu2pIe0wToUPTL_rwZkmPtPK6Fw3F_uCDlsC5yB5KVP9UGkq1FQC6utLkM/s640/blogger-image--840644949.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqZNNDvl_gqr9DdklP_xwrAICtsIp0_PKwVr5ZZZVeG1RUhlJYecRtAZrFnXju8ImJjB8zcrciwkNBIKdouaJu2pIe0wToUPTL_rwZkmPtPK6Fw3F_uCDlsC5yB5KVP9UGkq1FQC6utLkM/s640/blogger-image--840644949.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgY372RCxtmOLbKKPmmxjtBifW-vVRwXzHp_xE-gJ5to8EcPy7FRecH8QH6o564o2qeWgurc7cY8EY4Qc2nlGuAp7UQs19RPSmVAxqmu174h66Q_0TjOtSJCzwCfJ4w5B8uPCoKwYtsHlsP/s640/blogger-image--725573011.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgY372RCxtmOLbKKPmmxjtBifW-vVRwXzHp_xE-gJ5to8EcPy7FRecH8QH6o564o2qeWgurc7cY8EY4Qc2nlGuAp7UQs19RPSmVAxqmu174h66Q_0TjOtSJCzwCfJ4w5B8uPCoKwYtsHlsP/s640/blogger-image--725573011.jpg"></a></div><br></div><br></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2853488583092137814.post-28866618750134587792014-02-04T20:13:00.001-06:002014-02-04T20:13:03.739-06:00Best part of my dayThere are days when it seems like night time can not come quick enough - there were moments in my day today that I felt like that. It was just one of those days. To be honest, I was busy... busy "working" on stuff for the ministry I lead for our moms & tots group. I didn't have patience for interruptions and the needs of my little ones. Even when my youngest said, "mommy, I working too." It was cute but I was irritated. I wasn't full of grace today. <div><br></div><div>Then it came time to get the boys ready for bed. We did our normal routine - read a bible story, pray, potty, brush teeth and tuck in to bed. Mack, my 4 year old, <b>always</b> asks, "mommy, can you spend a couple minutes with me - I didn't get enough time with you today." And this is my favorite time of day because regardless of the events of the day, it is one on one time where Mack gets to choose whatever we talk about. Tonight he was really excited to tell me about an episode of Super Why that he had watched about a little girl who didn't obey her parents. He says, "mommy, that's not good, we should always obey our parents." It allowed me to help us both reflect on our day. We ended our time each taking turns praying - it was beautiful. Here is what he prayed, "Jesus please help me to not make bad choices and please forgive me of my sins. And Lord Jesus I pray that you would help our family to be good. Amen." And that is what makes this <b>the best part of my day!</b> So simple, yet so deep and powerful. </div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDuDiGphLJ8s3B5j6YEAObSbIPjNL9PRZtqo010LYW2eGcAfSu593xDDAARBeleJ1lO9wXEJbGfFgiDYfTJzgLR7aTt5WKyyH4ZTjEym4rQ7ZJauIk6TQQYqrCptFHwrCN9qIkMM6HGzje/s640/blogger-image-7578415.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDuDiGphLJ8s3B5j6YEAObSbIPjNL9PRZtqo010LYW2eGcAfSu593xDDAARBeleJ1lO9wXEJbGfFgiDYfTJzgLR7aTt5WKyyH4ZTjEym4rQ7ZJauIk6TQQYqrCptFHwrCN9qIkMM6HGzje/s640/blogger-image-7578415.jpg"></a></div><br></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2853488583092137814.post-47440793910847670782014-02-01T22:16:00.001-06:002014-02-01T22:16:02.278-06:00Fun Family DayHad a really fun family day today! Micah's dad joined us and we met up with some friends at the Zoo to celebrate their son, Chevlin's 2nd Birthday! Boys had so much fun!<div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7wfSuXiUg2O_kO0K1Z9Jeoxa7LlcAjlNZrTGCi9oxzHnMCjD6q7EVaNrlEa94DwnENW1lfr-HtN5bI49Haq3lLHEGr9Pca9EiRIGEPb4T5SP97c4rRksmvgkB6e0WE1p01j_s1nJwQFFc/s640/blogger-image-1049256292.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj7wfSuXiUg2O_kO0K1Z9Jeoxa7LlcAjlNZrTGCi9oxzHnMCjD6q7EVaNrlEa94DwnENW1lfr-HtN5bI49Haq3lLHEGr9Pca9EiRIGEPb4T5SP97c4rRksmvgkB6e0WE1p01j_s1nJwQFFc/s640/blogger-image-1049256292.jpg"></a></div><br><div><br><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTsNG49x7GKM0deEfaH2bTkIJEIlLkhfiXuGOx8tadMHxB2yi5WFxEDpgFfh-pdtUynC2l_R9AOpqx1YkoInVyMCyb3mRyB_qJu4_YvpU38JaZncyk3A0C7HayEaJ7_YyldW12Mc1FcjV7/s640/blogger-image--370762383.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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Adidas had an outlet tent set up nearby - great deals!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">Then we went to a birthday party of a friend from church. More fun!</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbQRlMMcgimY-f0U3FFgvfuCyiXFFY5KxYcgzVEHFZEHDuQVFl9Tp9yIeo94stj_SidcbT0iWJ1C_sxpFNDb9tuCz7xwDkvzxYxH14bR4SpLYCx8j1u48QDyIbUO0T5gSvpGfcjr2c8jES/s640/blogger-image-597015400.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbQRlMMcgimY-f0U3FFgvfuCyiXFFY5KxYcgzVEHFZEHDuQVFl9Tp9yIeo94stj_SidcbT0iWJ1C_sxpFNDb9tuCz7xwDkvzxYxH14bR4SpLYCx8j1u48QDyIbUO0T5gSvpGfcjr2c8jES/s640/blogger-image-597015400.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqIiSE1-f3NfsqA6s5Vb2TbvJIxTm5JH87opB6zvsMkuAZUbkmI0S1DDe2XQqN9_wbIQyk7QjvedpmWPfhcJErt5i_ulyvLhlaoUfq57Iub7d5a2eHLOnXWNnMmap-QcJiATjFqmIws2h8/s640/blogger-image-253228239.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqIiSE1-f3NfsqA6s5Vb2TbvJIxTm5JH87opB6zvsMkuAZUbkmI0S1DDe2XQqN9_wbIQyk7QjvedpmWPfhcJErt5i_ulyvLhlaoUfq57Iub7d5a2eHLOnXWNnMmap-QcJiATjFqmIws2h8/s640/blogger-image-253228239.jpg"></a></div><br></div><br></div><br></div>Loved the conversations with my father-in-law in the car, watching the boys have fun, and spending time together as a family making memories with friends! That's what I call a full and fun family day!</div><br></div><br></div><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><br></div><br></div><br></div></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2853488583092137814.post-63334581574570704132014-01-24T20:54:00.001-06:002014-01-24T21:04:22.785-06:00In need of graceI have 2 precious little mighty men of God. Precious they are... When they're polite, well behaved, kind, caring quiet (okay they're never quiet except when they're sleeping). But my boys are human; flawed, born sinners and in need of grace. Grace from momma when they just can't seem to get control of themselves because they are only 4 and 2 years old. They don't even know what self-control is yet. They need grace when they're being too loud and we adults just want them to use their "inside voices" (my boys don't posses inside voices, they have one volume and it's LOUD!). They need grace when I've told them umpteen times not to do the very thing they just forgot and did again anyway. Attention span - what's that again?!? <div><br></div><div>As a momma, I know all about giving grace to my boys. I don't get it right everytime, nor on the first try... I too am human; flawed, born a sinner, in need of grace. What's sad though is it seems it never fails when I'm in public (be that the grocery store, church or even amongst a group of family or friends) and my strong-willed 2 year old decides to throw a fit the first act of compassion or grace extends first to that out-of-control child. For once I'd love to be shown a little grace from others when my response in that moment isn't full of composure and eloquently scripted with the Word of God. How about "how can I help?" or a sympathetic "I've been there, this too shall pass." Instead, I've been glared at with disapproving eyes, corrected and even had my comments cursed in Jesus name. All I want is a little grace. </div><div><br></div><div>So momma may you be extended an extra measure of grace instead of looked upon in a moment of your day with judgement and criticism. You momma, are a child of the most high God and He loves you, even when you don't get it right. He knows you are <b>In need of grace</b>. </div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2853488583092137814.post-62452234460129332202014-01-22T22:26:00.001-06:002014-01-22T22:26:56.041-06:00Bad moments don't make bad mamasLoved this mornings devotional from "No more unglued momma mornings" by Lysa Terkeurst<div><br></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><b>BRING IT! </b><br style="-webkit-touch-callout: none;"><br style="-webkit-touch-callout: none;">Just in case you aren't feeling like mother of the year today, let me make you feel better. While I was packing lunches recently my daughter said with great urgency, "Mom, just make sure none of the food you are packing in my lunch is rotten." <br style="-webkit-touch-callout: none;"><br style="-webkit-touch-callout: none;">Alrighty then. A statement like that will just build your mom confidence ALL DAY LONG! <br style="-webkit-touch-callout: none;"><br style="-webkit-touch-callout: none;">Do you ever have these little zingers that fly into your morning and sting your heart? I suspect you do. And it's these kinds of things that can catch us off guard and start ratcheting up the tension that leads to coming unglued. <br style="-webkit-touch-callout: none;"><br style="-webkit-touch-callout: none;">We don't want to be unglued mamas. We don't want to have mornings filled with unglued moments. So, today let's think about what we do want our mornings to be filled with ... love, peace, joy, sanity, kind words, and interactions with our kids that won't be retold years later on some therapist's couch. <br style="-webkit-touch-callout: none;"><br style="-webkit-touch-callout: none;">Yes, that's what we want. <br style="-webkit-touch-callout: none;"><br style="-webkit-touch-callout: none;">But here's the tricky part: I can't control the unpredictable attitudes my kids are going to bring into each morning. <br style="-webkit-touch-callout: none;"><br style="-webkit-touch-callout: none;">I can't set my hope for a good morning on what my kids might or might not do. I must bring the attitude with which I want the morning to be filled. Just like our key verse says, I have to set my mind on things from above ... things from God. <br style="-webkit-touch-callout: none;"><br style="-webkit-touch-callout: none;">A few years ago my friend Angela Thomas challenged me with this "bring it" idea. We were talking about how sometimes when we show up to speak the audience seems a little lacking in energy. As a speaker, it's really hard to step in front of an audience with very low energy. So, Angela decides what kind of energy the room needs to be filled with and she brings it as she steps on stage. <br style="-webkit-touch-callout: none;"><br style="-webkit-touch-callout: none;">She focuses her energy on what she has control over. <br style="-webkit-touch-callout: none;"><br style="-webkit-touch-callout: none;">She can't control the mood of an audience any more than we can control the moods of our kids. But we can determine if a good mood is what we want as we pack lunches, sign last minute permission slips, and pile backpacks into the car, then we can make the choice to bring it. <br style="-webkit-touch-callout: none;"><br style="-webkit-touch-callout: none;">Here are three reminders that will help us bring it: <br style="-webkit-touch-callout: none;"><br style="-webkit-touch-callout: none;">1. Feelings are indicators not dictators. <br style="-webkit-touch-callout: none;">I'm not always going to have blissful, happy feelings. I'm just not. But while my feelings may indicate I have some things to address, they don't have to dictate a bad mood. It's time for me to be the boss of my feelings and determine to bring the joy I want my home to be filled with today. <br style="-webkit-touch-callout: none;"><br style="-webkit-touch-callout: none;">2. Bad moments don't make bad mamas. <br style="-webkit-touch-callout: none;">Have you ever caught yourself labeling the kind of mother you are in light of a few bad moments with your kids? "I'm not patient." "I lose it all the time." "I'm the most disorganized mother on the planet." <br style="-webkit-touch-callout: none;"><br style="-webkit-touch-callout: none;">Me too. <br style="-webkit-touch-callout: none;"><br style="-webkit-touch-callout: none;">But these labels won't help us bring more joy into our mornings—they'll just bog us down. Here's the reality ... just because I have an impatient moment doesn't mean I'm an impatient mother. We need to stop the self-condemning labels by matching each negative moment with a positive reality. Maybe I had an impatient moment when I helped with homework last night but this morning I'm bringing patience in the way I helped my daughter find something to wear. <br style="-webkit-touch-callout: none;"><br style="-webkit-touch-callout: none;">3. Find the joy treasure. <br style="-webkit-touch-callout: none;">There will be a treasure hidden in the moments you experience this morning. Look for it. <br style="-webkit-touch-callout: none;">Look for the way she tucks her curls behind her ears and ties the ribbon in her hair. Look for the way he fiddles with his hat trying to look cool. Take a snapshot this morning of this joy treasure. Don't miss it. When you find it, tuck it in your heart and let it sink deep. These are the moments that form that wellspring of joy and help us keep bringing it. <br style="-webkit-touch-callout: none;">Peace, love, joy, patience, kindness—these are the things with which we want to fill our mornings. Despite the circumstances we face and the attitudes of others, it is possible to have this wonderful atmosphere—if we decide to bring it. <br style="-webkit-touch-callout: none;"><br style="-webkit-touch-callout: none;">MAKING IT A REALITY: <br style="-webkit-touch-callout: none;"><br style="-webkit-touch-callout: none;">Make the choice to bring the atmosphere you want by writing out the words that describe what you want your morning to be like. Try using a dry erase marker on your bathroom mirror. You can also write these 3 statements for "bringing it" on other windows and mirrors throughout your home: <br style="-webkit-touch-callout: none;">* "Feelings are indicators not dictators." <br style="-webkit-touch-callout: none;">* "<b>Bad moments don't make bad mamas.</b>" <br style="-webkit-touch-callout: none;">* "Find the joy treasure." <br style="-webkit-touch-callout: none;"><br style="-webkit-touch-callout: none;">When your family asks you about these statements you've written, just smile and proudly proclaim, "They help me bring it." </span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div><span style="-webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">I've had a few of those "bad moments" but I have to continually remind myself that there is no condemnation for those who are in Christ and His grace is enough for ME! <b>Christ's sacrifice on the cross was enough for God so it should be enough for me too.</b> I don't need to keep condemning myself and hanging my head - I need to walk in His grace and forgiveness!</span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2853488583092137814.post-39569419188381919892014-01-22T11:00:00.001-06:002014-01-22T11:26:35.901-06:00Homemade play doughToday we made homemade play dough. Here's a link with a few different recipes: <span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 12px;">http://lilyrose.hubpages.com/hub/basic-craft-recipes-homemade-diy-playdough-glue-paste</span><div><span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 12px;"><br></span></div><div><span style="font-family: Helvetica; font-size: 12px;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoIvsD1oDJhZU7XUedLm-dFbKjyXnOmzFl1h6dGULILEv3NkfjEaUvfSu_ipiwNNfMbnhLZElHCMgU8Wc0myW2g6jgremQQOIlJZzwF3wDlhibB8Gg1SyBhvnEnYTyo5LYVjhkdttC6dor/s640/blogger-image-2099225411.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoIvsD1oDJhZU7XUedLm-dFbKjyXnOmzFl1h6dGULILEv3NkfjEaUvfSu_ipiwNNfMbnhLZElHCMgU8Wc0myW2g6jgremQQOIlJZzwF3wDlhibB8Gg1SyBhvnEnYTyo5LYVjhkdttC6dor/s640/blogger-image-2099225411.jpg"></a><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoIvsD1oDJhZU7XUedLm-dFbKjyXnOmzFl1h6dGULILEv3NkfjEaUvfSu_ipiwNNfMbnhLZElHCMgU8Wc0myW2g6jgremQQOIlJZzwF3wDlhibB8Gg1SyBhvnEnYTyo5LYVjhkdttC6dor/s640/blogger-image-2099225411.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikd2w2d66xdfXQ0zp77HHXU1Y9sex9RiEnz6BWBcWboQ91QYIj-3xfn8HwJ8paMI4yabvOUA0Xk7wki-RwhLP9RBlb0FO3v3PpvbNO-hX-EKi7sm31M8dYS-itvV0y3Eb0hplS2ZNTJZs4/s640/blogger-image--1116491655.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEikd2w2d66xdfXQ0zp77HHXU1Y9sex9RiEnz6BWBcWboQ91QYIj-3xfn8HwJ8paMI4yabvOUA0Xk7wki-RwhLP9RBlb0FO3v3PpvbNO-hX-EKi7sm31M8dYS-itvV0y3Eb0hplS2ZNTJZs4/s640/blogger-image--1116491655.jpg"></a></div>Adding color</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXc88DVVmVaVSrmooHiok9v1JlbJ1JVGsx-ca50zGvM8zYR85UUHMLE5jgKu04TBfCvTo7SX1lL1fUrNph5H4enhfY36a8-Qfz_qvuT7bj02vITuPHk8qtPyInxHEGVdiS4-ren2KE7xUK/s640/blogger-image-24945637.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgXc88DVVmVaVSrmooHiok9v1JlbJ1JVGsx-ca50zGvM8zYR85UUHMLE5jgKu04TBfCvTo7SX1lL1fUrNph5H4enhfY36a8-Qfz_qvuT7bj02vITuPHk8qtPyInxHEGVdiS4-ren2KE7xUK/s640/blogger-image-24945637.jpg"></a>Making "cookies"</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhjyYB3UBQRNShumnWigNK2l5Y03g5LjZd_pkeeCLYvSEjPknKKqjqJKeiX07FuSzkmkP-2U60O32AlPBjervtqnCxAR-x4_ADMm3OcGYUNb1g-4MT-rg5di98lC8L9VlyK4AWxYxouGs3/s640/blogger-image--844093792.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhjyYB3UBQRNShumnWigNK2l5Y03g5LjZd_pkeeCLYvSEjPknKKqjqJKeiX07FuSzkmkP-2U60O32AlPBjervtqnCxAR-x4_ADMm3OcGYUNb1g-4MT-rg5di98lC8L9VlyK4AWxYxouGs3/s640/blogger-image--844093792.jpg"></a>Stained hands - the things I do for my boys! </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;">And here are a few of our creations:</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmosIUCdXoZC4tz6IV4AKXhd9zRQsRowFevI0qXjnkWzGt85CQYrrECgZ1a6hithcSFWussaYgtmwq4yS1ql_Z5SFrCkKr7FNA9YXp5nRdv3vv9PLx-s_csDKdwqGgvjB8Q2LtS9uX2Fqy/s640/blogger-image-489900732.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjmosIUCdXoZC4tz6IV4AKXhd9zRQsRowFevI0qXjnkWzGt85CQYrrECgZ1a6hithcSFWussaYgtmwq4yS1ql_Z5SFrCkKr7FNA9YXp5nRdv3vv9PLx-s_csDKdwqGgvjB8Q2LtS9uX2Fqy/s640/blogger-image-489900732.jpg"></a>Waffles with butter and strawberry</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzbS8O5r33Hd7nLb3WK3RiyQ44uB6f1IhYWETtv1y3DaNn8Jc7VvMXpzaUe6mFLs0q86fs_nsAkumbQU3fUJrizhdqGd3SzAJ55LdNbpwjgV7wFVrqh0Dz9_n7BpZHm37fZMSCpZ-s7g8L/s640/blogger-image-50451001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzbS8O5r33Hd7nLb3WK3RiyQ44uB6f1IhYWETtv1y3DaNn8Jc7VvMXpzaUe6mFLs0q86fs_nsAkumbQU3fUJrizhdqGd3SzAJ55LdNbpwjgV7wFVrqh0Dz9_n7BpZHm37fZMSCpZ-s7g8L/s640/blogger-image-50451001.jpg"></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><br></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEih2vnhwWPoMv2qObUZfghxDkvQoSZidwA6MjUJ2h87D1WODVdMlhDMrmqRqptCZuJ1LgmdNFZY_AFbRYm9Ai71VYD9f9f-tzeIF2viutbJWpzaU2krnHvXbNV2YQoVZgsiv_TL65YWqKD5/s640/blogger-image--1884888967.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEih2vnhwWPoMv2qObUZfghxDkvQoSZidwA6MjUJ2h87D1WODVdMlhDMrmqRqptCZuJ1LgmdNFZY_AFbRYm9Ai71VYD9f9f-tzeIF2viutbJWpzaU2krnHvXbNV2YQoVZgsiv_TL65YWqKD5/s640/blogger-image--1884888967.jpg"></a></div><br></div><br></div><br></div><br></div><br></div><br></div></div><br></span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2853488583092137814.post-66895586907799860542014-01-22T09:36:00.001-06:002014-01-22T09:36:57.581-06:00Mother-Son DateLast night Chili's was hosting a Mother-Son date night so Micah and I decided to split the boys up and have some one on one time. I took Mack and Micah took Parker. We both had fun and made memories. <div><br></div><div><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6TikcgZQrJWdjJKo4ULLMa9R9LxfSGk7vRQNik5YI3TP4xmAnQxby-4B04NTr-kyUpKULdQpzMbYNFAs7KUvcgMRoJsjIU5vvQdCb4wDc9VFVqypKY_FxzMvU4ys8CiVbPYBDGeLQuFkz/s640/blogger-image-676358839.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6TikcgZQrJWdjJKo4ULLMa9R9LxfSGk7vRQNik5YI3TP4xmAnQxby-4B04NTr-kyUpKULdQpzMbYNFAs7KUvcgMRoJsjIU5vvQdCb4wDc9VFVqypKY_FxzMvU4ys8CiVbPYBDGeLQuFkz/s640/blogger-image-676358839.jpg"></a><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg6TikcgZQrJWdjJKo4ULLMa9R9LxfSGk7vRQNik5YI3TP4xmAnQxby-4B04NTr-kyUpKULdQpzMbYNFAs7KUvcgMRoJsjIU5vvQdCb4wDc9VFVqypKY_FxzMvU4ys8CiVbPYBDGeLQuFkz/s640/blogger-image-676358839.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgMd-IUOW997TKDOC1webJxUJlMWjJ-5z1d4WRZHPJFsba-fdm7z3iPdvCzY6pKPxAy03NaHp14Ec33XLvRVlqKUm4lROTiRf5QYNnOzf7VSKNoguN745O6bu1f8yoSdYOtnFRdal0iWqfv/s640/blogger-image-411756752.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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clear: both;"><span style="text-align: center; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);">Parker and Micah went to Freebirds (kids eat free on Tuesdays FYI) then the pet store and last but not least Academy. </span></div><div class="separator" style="text-align: start; clear: both;"><span style="text-align: center; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br></span></div><div class="separator" style="text-align: start; clear: both;"><span style="text-align: center; -webkit-text-size-adjust: auto; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><div class="separator" style="clear: both;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgD_mPGvD8ieUPvI0aavdEc-QcOVkf-hBw-09JkK1i0bz6lnFwusdLt4yFGmPVMuMgmdNCiGXauUjG38jhyUZ8wLVDWtMWYUeaS9zRmNOi01ws5RJcKGtzWaCcKU6rTlkki0ymbePWo7Ckr/s640/blogger-image-335651928.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgD_mPGvD8ieUPvI0aavdEc-QcOVkf-hBw-09JkK1i0bz6lnFwusdLt4yFGmPVMuMgmdNCiGXauUjG38jhyUZ8wLVDWtMWYUeaS9zRmNOi01ws5RJcKGtzWaCcKU6rTlkki0ymbePWo7Ckr/s640/blogger-image-335651928.jpg"></a></div><br></span></div></div></div></div></div></div><br></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2853488583092137814.post-78724348062275190332013-09-01T17:23:00.001-05:002013-09-01T17:23:34.269-05:00September is the new JanuarySo September is the new January... a time to start fresh and set goals. Traditionally I usually set goals in January but it seems as though summer hits and everything is soon forgotten. So for me September is a great time to refocus. Micah and I had the privilege to get away for a couple days without kids and refuel for the fall. The calendar is full but we've got a plan in place with renewed vision. Proverbs 28:19 says, "Where there is no vision the people perish." I've learned when I don't have a plan for the day I hit the ground running aimlessly feeling like I can't catch my breadth. However, when there's a plan in place (even if the plan is deviated from) the days goes much smoother. So I look forward to the fall with full calendar (by the way I just ordered one of <a href="http://www.erincondren.com/store/">Erin Condren's</a> really cool Life Planners)! I'm a little obsessed with her products - it's a bit pricey but it's an early birthday present from my husband! I'll post pics later.<br />
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Well I just wanted to get this blog posted, I know it's well overdue since I haven't posted since January and I have much catching up to do...be on the look-out this fall because you will be hearing more from me :)Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2853488583092137814.post-12145712990169349882013-02-10T21:54:00.001-06:002013-02-10T21:54:45.829-06:00January 2013<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Started the new year with a full plate! Micah and I joined a challenge where we are embarking on the Paleo diet in hopes of being more health conscience as well as to lose a bit of weight. Yeah, I know, "typical new year's goal"... But hey the way I look at it is I haven't given up, I've consistently been striving towards losing weight, just haven't found something I've wanted to commit to and stick with. All "diets" work for someone if they're willing to stick with it. I know my biggest hurdle is exercise, finding something I can enjoy, otherwise its not something I'll stick with. So far Micah has proven results as he has stuck with exercise for the past year and a half. He has slimmed down by over 50 pounds and built up muscle. He is eating healthier and feeling a lot better!</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Also on our plate... We listed our house for sale mid-December and in a month and a half had 13 showings! Talk about keeping the house clean with 2 toddlers - it's been a chore to say the least! We've been thankful for the activity though. To give a bit of back story here it all began towards the end of August. I started feeling impressed, nudged to inquire about Rick and Teri's old house, currently owned by his brother in law Ryan but being rented out. I honestly was not sure why I was feeling this, we were completely content with our home and had no reason to want to move. However I could not get away from these feelings, it constantly bombarded my thoughts, dreams, prayer time... So several weeks later, maybe mid-September I shared this with Micah thinking maybe we should just ask if Ryan would even sell his house and for how much. It took Micah a couple weeks before he even felt comfortable. So in a very nonchalant way Micah inquired about the house with no further details. We learned the house was much more than we could afford. I quickly grew discouraged and thought well that settles that, must not be God. To which my husband replies, "Don't put God in a box, He can do anything." I kept that in mind and tried to still move on but it was still there. Why did we need to move anyway, it still was unclear to me. Now don't get me wrong, it's a nice house, still a 3 bedroom but with more square footage, a bonus room and a pool, not to mention location is great and it's just a few houses down from Micah's parents. I began circling the house in prayer believing that if we were supposed to be there, God would work out the details and bring clarity. </span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Then November 10th Micah's dad's retina detached in his only good eye. To make a very long story not so long it became apparent to both Micah and I that God wanted us closer to his parents to help take care of them as they get older. A couple weeks after Gary's eye surgery Micah was in a meeting with Rick and as they were discussing the current state of Gary's eye Rick asked what Micah was thinking. To which he replied, "I'd like to buy your old house." Rick thought a moment and said he liked the idea, it'd be a great fit and said let's make it happen. Without disclosing all the details we could only praise God for his guiding and provision. December 12th we officially had our house on the market. Being slow season for houses to sell we didn't anticipate much activity but I felt like God's timing would be perfect and we'd have an offer by the first week of February. The renters are in the other house till the end of February so we wouldn't be able to get in until March anyway. With 13 showings, that was quite a bit of activity!</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">A few other tidbits on our plate besides, diet, selling a house, and Micah's dad currently being blind...Micah oversees 5th grade through college and career in addition to our Discovery program. He also took the Discovery students on a 2 day trip to New Braunfels, is planning a trip to the Czech Republic and is a great dad and husband!</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">For me besides cleaning, cleaning and cleaning I have enjoyed the beautiful January weather in south Texas and playing outside with the boys, packing boxes, going through a book called "Desperate, hope for the mom who needs to breath" by Sarah Mae and Sally Clarkson with a dear friend ~ Vanessa (we meet Tuesday evenings after kids are in bed). Our friendship has blossomed and truly been a blessing. I'm also working on memorizing 24 new verses this year, 2 a month, reading/praying through the Bible for Mack, recording prayers in a new Noteworthy Bible we got for the boys (Micah is doing the same for Parker). I'm also teaching a class on sexual purity to the Discovery girls. And helping with our moms & tots group at church. </span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The boys continue to grow and mature into little mighty men of God. I'm so blessed to be at home with them every day! They drive me a little crazy sometimes but there's no place I'd rather be. They are my ministry and my home is my mission field!</span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">And here's a little photo journal for the month!</span><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The Bibles Micah and I are recording prayers in for the boys</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The scripture journal I'm using to memorize my 24 verses for the year.</td></tr>
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2853488583092137814.post-61780176956778071602012-11-08T14:25:00.000-06:002012-11-08T15:01:16.890-06:00The Paleo Diet<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #5f442b; font-family: Arial; font-size: 36px; line-height: 40px;">What is a Paleo Diet?</span><br />
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<b><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">The Discipline of Reaching Up and Reaching Out</span></b><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">One of my favorite stories in the <a href="http://www.biblegateway.com/passage/?search=Exodus%2017:8-15&version=MSG">Bible</a> details a battle that occurred between Israel and the Amalekites. Moses stood at the top of the hill watching and praying. As long as his hands were held high in the air, the Israelites were winning; but whenever he would lower them, the enemy began to defeat them. <span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; line-height: 18px;">So, the two guys who were on the hill with Moses pulled up a rock for him to sit on. Then they stood, one on each side of Moses, and held his hands up for him and the Israelites won the battle!</span></span><br />
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; line-height: 18px;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><br /></span></span>
<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; line-height: 18px;">I love this story because I identify with it so well. When it comes to my family - my husband and 2 boys, I will stand on the forefront of the battle line. Being the helpmate that God called me to be is truly a blessing but it takes effort, intentionality and work. Raising two little boys to know and love the Lord is work too... there are days when you feel like your efforts have failed and everything you've taught will return void. But nonetheless I pray, I teach. I <b>reach up</b> towards heaven daily but <b>sometimes my arms get tired</b> and therefore I must also <b>reach out</b> to others. Others that have gone before me and those that are in the same season. Someone who gets it; who really understands</span><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; line-height: 18px;"> the strain a mother’s heart undertakes when she places her children’s lives into the ever capable hands of the One who created them. We stress, and worry and wear down but He is trustworthy and faithful. And we need to come alongside one another and hold each other's hands up so as to win the battle. </span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"><span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; line-height: 18px;">In many areas of our life whether that be the discipline of <a href="http://bufficrump.blogspot.com/2012/10/31-days-day-3.html">spiritual practices</a>, <a href="http://bufficrump.blogspot.com/2012/10/31-days-day-8.html">keeping a budget</a>, <a href="http://bufficrump.blogspot.com/2012/10/31-days-day-11.html">organizing</a>,<a href="http://bufficrump.blogspot.com/2012/10/31-days-day-15.html"> taking a sabbath</a>, <a href="http://bufficrump.blogspot.com/2012/10/31-days-day-24.html">recharging</a>, <a href="http://bufficrump.blogspot.com/2012/10/31-days-day-13.html">unlearning</a>, <a href="http://bufficrump.blogspot.com/2012/10/31-days-day-22.html">being a disciple</a>, <a href="http://bufficrump.blogspot.com/2012/10/31-days-day-25.html">mothering</a> etc., oftentimes we need not only to <b>reach up</b> to our Heavenly Father who enables us but we also need to <b>reach out</b> to those who can help us along this journey.</span></span><br />
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;">Woohoo, I did it! I blogged for <a href="http://bufficrump.blogspot.com/search/label/31%20Days">31 days</a> in a row! So if you read one, two or all of my blog post you realize I am in a season of discipline, not that I have mastered this season yet but I am gaining self control in my life. Thanks for joining me on this journey, if you desire to continue following my post feel free to do so at <a href="http://bufficrump.blogspot.com/">Seasons of Life</a>. </span><br />
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