Wednesday, May 30, 2012

Different but the Same

Within the last month I've gotten the privilege of re-becoming an Aunt...twice.  I've got two beautiful new nieces. 

They really couldn't be more different.

One speaks broken English...


Jerusalem

One doesn't speak yet at all....

Chloe


One is beautifully brown....

Jerusalem and her mom in Ethiopia


One is that beautiful pinky newborn...


Chloe and her mom in Kansas City :)


One has the curls I wish I had...

Ahhhh....what beauty


One has wonderfully soft baby hair...


Nothing as precious as a sleeping newborn...

But one thing they both have in common...

A very proud Auntie. 

Seriously didn't know I was capable of so much love.

Monday, May 14, 2012

One for the Books

This Mother's Day was one for the books for me.  It was just a great day.  Brianna slept from 8:30 pm  to 7 am.....hallelujah, praise the Lord, Amen!  So I woke up rested and with a good attitude (which is key for Mother's Day.....because you never want high expectations for this day. Kids will still fight.  The house will still be a mess. And it's probable that the only acknowledgement you may get is a half-hearted "happy mother's day mom." So I've learned that if you don't have any expectations, everything else is a bonus!).

But I got much more than a half-hearted greeting yesterday.  I got 2 girls who bounded up the stairs and yelled Happy Mother's Day mom!  I got scrambled eggs and sausage for breakfast from my husband.  And my hubs (the one who's love language is gift giving) helped the girls with some special gifts for me. 

Have a look...



Brianna's gift

Is it common for a dad to forget how to spell his kids' names?
 I think I need to take a poll on this...

She knows me so well!


Austyn's Gift


For some reason Austyn prays nearly every night that I will have enough food to eat.
(I think it has something to do with the way we pray for our sponsored children.)
I assure her that I have plenty...more than enough if we're being honest.
Maybe I should tell her to pray that mommy would excercise self-control...
 

She also knows me well...





Rylie's Gift 



Rylie loves to "look pretty" each and every day...she is ALL girl :).
So this gift is pretty fitting.  And, yay!  I get to go shopping!

All these gifts totally melted my heart...but my favorite gift of the day as a mother?

Their daddy showing them how to make a person feel loved and special.


Friday, May 4, 2012

How Do You Know?

A couple of years ago I was flipping channels to find something worth watching and landed upon a special by Bill Maher basically disproving Christianity.  I was intrigued so I watched for a while until I'd had enough barbs and cynical comments at what felt like my expense that I had to shut it off. But, apparently I watched it a little too long because it did something to me.  It planted a little seed of doubt.  I started to question if my faith was really a real thing.  It was so easily disproved by Bill Maher after all. :)

I never stopped believing, yet every once in a while I still feel the enemy whispering words of doubt into my ears about the authenticity of my faith.  Then I feel completely guilty if I entertain those thoughts at all.  Over the last few days I've been reading a novel that speaks often about worshipping other gods and calling upon them in times of need.  And, for some reason I've found my doubts being magnified. (Don't worry the book is not condoning these practices. I haven't gone completely off the deep end.) But, my thoughts have been racing with things like this....

These people calling on other gods are having ups and downs in their lives too. 

Some ups could be credited to crying out to their gods.

How is my faith any different?

Is Jesus really real?


Sheesh....even as I write this I feel horrible! Something about bringing your thoughts out in the open is very humbling.

The good news is that the Lord's voice is and always will be stronger than the little seeds of doubt the enemy is whispering into my ear.

Today I was reading John 7:16:

"My teaching is not my own.  It comes from him who sent me. If anyone chooses to do God's will, he will find out whether my teaching comes from God or whether I speak on my own.  He who speaks on his own does so to gain honor for himself, but he who works for the honor of the one who sent him is a man of truth; there is nothing false about him."

Guess what God's will is?

"For my Father's will is that everyone who looks to the Son and believes in him shall have eternal life, and I will raise him up at the last day." John 6:40

"The work of God is this: to believe in the one he has sent." John 6:29

So what sets my faith apart from worshipping other gods? Or putting my faith in a job, or money, or family?

If we choose to do God's will, which is believe in Him, we will find out that his teaching is the truth.  As my Bible commentary says,

"this enunciates a very important fact: recognizing the truth of Jesus' teaching is not dependent upon intellectual ability or formal learning, nor is it a reward for the noble search for truth. It depends, rather, upon the person's willingness to do the will of God...This means that only those who believe in Jesus will recognize the truth of his teaching. Believe, that you may know! This is not surprising, for why should God reveal truth to those who refuse to believe in his Son."

The thing is, I know my faith is real because if nothing else...I feel it. Even if I don't have all the answers and can't always express how I know.....I just know.  Because I believe in the "one he has sent" and the truth in his teaching has been revealed to me in too many ways to count.

That belief will constantly be challenged in one way or another by this world we live in.  Because Satan runs rampant in our everyday lives.  But, praise God for his Word that we may be reminded and encouraged and built up in in Him every day.

Thursday, April 26, 2012

Life with Three



Several people have asked me how I'm adjusting to life with 3 kids.  Mainly my answer is, "It's craziness."  But it's a good crazy.  I'm just happy being in full family mode.  I think you're so relaxed as a parent by #3 that nothing seems that stressful. 

Everyone says that you're outnumbered when you have that third child.  But heck, I was outnumbered when I had 2, so now I'm just in the defensive position at all times.  All you can really do is laugh when things are completely out of control. 

My older girls have been from another planet lately...(writing on each others butts is just the tip of the iceberg).  My house is a complete wreck.  Laundry is piled high. Whenever I'm running late, something like this happens to make me even later.


But, hey, life is good.  I love having another little girl to smother with kisses.  And to dress completely impractical for everyday.  I love making her smile with my annoying baby talk.  And love watching her sisters interact with her.



Most of all, I love how every cute new thing she does makes me stand in awe of the Lord.  And just looking at her perfect little fingers and toes amazes me.  It makes me wonder how someone can not believe in the Creator when something is so completely and wonderfully made.




Tuesday, April 17, 2012

Something's Gotta Give (Continued)

A few months ago I shared how overwhelmed I was with life.  I had gotten myself involved in too many things and was in complete meltdown mode.

Read here if you want a recap.

Well, a friend of mine suggested I read the book Boundaries.



I took her up on it.  And I think the book was written about me and for me. Here are just a few paragraphs that hit me between the eyes:

"people with poor boundaries struggle with saying no to the control, pressure, demands, and sometimes the real needs of others.  They feel that if they say no to someone, they will endanger their relationship with that person, so they passively comply but inwardly resent."

Totally me.

"if we say yes to God or anyone else when we really mean no, we move into a position of compliance.  And that is the same as lying.  Our lips say yes but our hearts (and often our half-hearted actions) say no."

Ouch.

"Like fear, anger signals danger....anger tells us that our boundaries have been violated. Much like a nation's radar defense system, angry feelings serve as an "early warning system," telling us we are in danger of being injured or controlled."

The anger...oh, so me.


So, after my mental breakdown I let some things go in my life.  Big and little things.

And here's what I feel today:

Freedom.

Complete liberation.

I feel liberated to focus on things that I feel God calling me to do.  And do them to the best of my ability.

I recently helped with a community outreach event and normally this would have stressed me to the max.  I would have dreaded the time it was going to take me to pull it together, the strain it would have on my family, and the sheer amount of planning, phone calls, and brain power it would take. I would have said, "I just can't wait until it's over with." But I didn't. I actually enjoyed it, looked forward to it even.

Why?

Because it was the only thing on my plate.  And, I had time to spend on it.  Had time to pray about it.  Felt peace about it.  It was such a turn around from the way I usually feel when I'm planning something, big or little. 

So, after letting almost every commitment go, I came to this conclusion:  I was living my life wishing for most of it to be over.

Generally speaking, all my commitments were "good" ones, but I kept waiting for life to slow down.  Constantly thinking...if I can just make it past this weekend, things will get better.  If I can get just get one more volunteer for children's church I will feel more peace.  Once I get my material read for Bible study and Sunday school I'll feel on top of things.

But once one thing was over, it was quickly replaced by another commitment I had made.  And it turned into a vicious cycle that I wanted so badly to stop but could not.  After all, what would people think if I said "no?"  What would they say if I stopped coming?  Stopped helping?  I was way too wrapped up in what others would say if I didn't do this or that and I lost focus of what God would have me do.

Well, I'm now focused.  Focued on listening to the Lord's voice for what to get involved with.  I really only have one commitment outside of my family and it's one that I love and am called to. This also frees me up to do little things for others that would normally stress me out, like make a meal or watch kids in a pinch.  It now brings me joy and excitement!

I'm so grateful that the Lord brought me to a place of being completely overwhelmed because it brought about change in my life that needed to happen.  I sort of feel like I just cleaned house and now I can find everything that I'm looking for.  And we all know how wonderful a clean house feels!

I've finally learned the value in saying "no" and what do ya know?  The world will go on if I can't make it or help with it or plan it or do it.  Shocking, isn't it?

"Each of you must give as you have made up your mind, not reluctantly or under compulsion, for God loves a cheerful giver."
II Corinthians 9:7
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