This morning as I scrolled through FB,I was overwhelmed at the amount of posts there were about the debate that was on last night. I know,I know, I shouldn't be surprised I mean, it was like that the last debate,and the debate before that,and well the debate before that.
It's just that whether positive or negative,true,or false, I feel like we as whole think it is "ok" to voice our opinions because, "It is our Freedom of Speech!" or because "it's my facebook page and I can put what I want,you don't have to read it!" Yet do we really with a clear mind and heart think before we speak and put it out there in a public forum? Do we take into consideration what the Lord may think of our opinions and us voicing them or are we speaking out in the heat of the moment?
I am not perfect when it comes to refraining from stating my opinion. However the Lord has convicted me in those areas,and I'm still daily learning to keep my mouth shut unless it will edify or build another up. It is very easy to get caught up in the heat of a moment and share how we feel about things,whether political or otherwise, but we need to remember that if we are putting it out in a public forum or speaking in person to someone, you never know who is listening.
All of this has also brought to my attention that while we may like one political party more than another, the way you speak of that particular party in front of our children leads them to believe the way you do because they love us and trust and respect us. Really though,do you want them or anyone else to vote one way or the other because you want them to,or because they have made that decision on their own with the guidance of the Lord. If we're saying how foolish one is they're going to trust that he/she is foolish,and repeat it to someone else. I want my children to seek the Lord's guidance and wisdom when the day comes that they vote. That I can explain to them the important sides of each party and where they stand and ultimately trust the Lord's leading in their vote. We need to be careful how we speak about others politically or in general. Cause if we are so outspoken on politics and the issues we don't believe they do, or say,then what are we saying about others even friends in the "freedom of speech, or I have a right to my opinion" in other areas of life.
I do have an opinion,and I will practice my right to vote,however the way I feel and choose to vote is between the Lord an I and the way I feel He is leading me and NOTHING else. I want nothing more than to keep my opinions and thoughts on politics to myself and pray and seek the Lord's face on behalf of our country,and even our state and local government. The best thing you and I can do is to not speak,but to pray that the Lord's will be done,and then TRUST HIM!
Wednesday, October 17, 2012
Thursday, August 9, 2012
Now onto Luke and his first day with Mommy without his siblings. Let's just say he had trouble leaving the school. He didn't want to leave them there. I picked him up,and told him that we were going to have a fun day together just him and I. We got home and played with LOTS of cars,and blocks,and swords. He was even shocked and thrilled when Mommy let him eat lunch at the coffee table in the living room. Doesn't take much to make this child happy.
Off and on he would go grab his shoes and say "Bubba, Sissy, GO!" and walk towards the door. It was pitiful, I would say no,they're at school. I'd get him side tracked on something else for awhile before he'd do it again.
I guess I didn't realize how much he missed his brother and sister until we were having a snack and I had popped him some popcorn and he was eating it,and playing. Then he decided he would dump the cup of popcorn into the blocks bucket and when I confronted him about it he told me the baby doll that was sitting on a chair next to him had done it. Yes, this child is creative. This child keeps me on my toes,and is ALWAYS into something. The saying if it's too quiet they're into something they shouldn't be definitely applies to Luke. In the days that Adam and Olivia have been at school I've gotten him off of the top of Adam's bunk bed, out of the laundry room, out of our room,out of his closet where he was pulling all his shoes out,and out of the fridge where he likes to "hide".
I'm enjoying this special time with just him,that we've not ever had before. He's going to keep me laughing and young (or tired and sore) chasing him around the house all day playing. The Lord surely knew what he was doing when he gave me this no care in the world,no fear, energetic,into EVERYTHING little boy. This OCD mama needed a little eye opening in how to have a little fun. I still am very OCD,but can learn to let go every now and then thanks to him. I look forward to see where the Lord is going to take him!
Off and on he would go grab his shoes and say "Bubba, Sissy, GO!" and walk towards the door. It was pitiful, I would say no,they're at school. I'd get him side tracked on something else for awhile before he'd do it again.
I guess I didn't realize how much he missed his brother and sister until we were having a snack and I had popped him some popcorn and he was eating it,and playing. Then he decided he would dump the cup of popcorn into the blocks bucket and when I confronted him about it he told me the baby doll that was sitting on a chair next to him had done it. Yes, this child is creative. This child keeps me on my toes,and is ALWAYS into something. The saying if it's too quiet they're into something they shouldn't be definitely applies to Luke. In the days that Adam and Olivia have been at school I've gotten him off of the top of Adam's bunk bed, out of the laundry room, out of our room,out of his closet where he was pulling all his shoes out,and out of the fridge where he likes to "hide".
I'm enjoying this special time with just him,that we've not ever had before. He's going to keep me laughing and young (or tired and sore) chasing him around the house all day playing. The Lord surely knew what he was doing when he gave me this no care in the world,no fear, energetic,into EVERYTHING little boy. This OCD mama needed a little eye opening in how to have a little fun. I still am very OCD,but can learn to let go every now and then thanks to him. I look forward to see where the Lord is going to take him!
Proverbs 23:25
May your father and mother rejoice; may she who gave you birth be joyful!
I figured since I described my emotions for Olivia on her first day of school,I didn't want to leave my boys out. I love them all equally and they were just as sweet that day.
The night before Adam's first day of school he had quite a bit of anxiety. The poor thing has a ginormous fear of people in costumes. This fear was already there,but heightened more 2 yrs ago at Halloween when there was a house we trick or treated at that had a man wearing a hockey mask and came towards him with a running chainsaw....ok, so even this mama was a bit scared,but anger overshadowed that fear that night. Anyway,so you get my point of why he's scared. Well at the sneek a peak that the school had where you meet the teachers and see classrooms,they had the school's mascot which happens to be a cougar,and wouldn't you know that just as we're coming up the hallway the mascot comes around the corner with the principal and scares Adam to where he is grabbing hold of me,and hiding behind me as best he can.( Side note: kudos to the principal for apologizing and for the mascot covering his/her eyes and trying to get away fast so as not to scare him any longer than necessary.) Getting back to the night before the first day, Adam was expressing his fear of this mascot and how he didn't want to see it the first day of school,and proceeded to give us this same story for about 30 mins straight. To which we continued to reassure him that it wouldn't be there,and that he would be fine,and that the teacher would protect him,just like I had if any occasion like that happened again. Ok,folks this child wasn't buying our encouragement. So after like I said 30 mins,I asked him if it would help if I typed an email to the teacher,he agreed that would work but that I still needed to tell the teacher in the morning. For the rest of the night off an on he still brought it up,but wasn't quite as bad.
When he went to bed he reminded me yet again that I needed to tell the teacher and said "Please don't forget Mommy,cause you know you forget." I said "Adam, I promise I won't forget,but you help me not to ok?!" Wow,I maybe shouldn't have said that, he reminded me one more time before he went to sleep for the night. Then when I went into to wake him up,he hadn't even opened his eyes yet,and was saying "Mommy,don't forget to tell the teacher!" He said that to me at least a 100 more times before we left the house,and then another 100 times while walking into the school,and then another 2 times standing at the classroom door before the teacher even turned around to notice him. As I was trying to tell her,she stopped me and looked right at Adam and said "I got your Mommy's email and I will make sure that nothing happens to you while your with me,and will protect you" she then gave him a hug,all was good then. He gave me a hug,and kiss,and then went and sat down,as if nothing had ever happened.
He enjoyed his day at school ya'll,however unlike his sister he wasn't full of stories when he came home. Just that he got to go on the BIG playground,and saw two of his friends from his class last year and gave them a high five. THIS would be the difference in boys and girls people. Girls are talkative about the day with every detail imaginable,and boys the basics folks,just the basics. However I wouldn't have it any other way. I love that big boy of mine. He has ALOT of my personality to which I some days wonder how my parents are not in a loony bin. Adam has such a sweet spirit, sensitivity to others hurting,and love that goes to everyone. He can be shy,but I can not imagine my life without him in it. He brings me such joy to see the young man he is developing into. He may have some bumps in the road with worry and fear,but I keep praying that he will surrender it over to the Lord to give him the strength he needs to face those worries and fears. I know the Lord will develop him into the man He desires for Adam to be.
The night before Adam's first day of school he had quite a bit of anxiety. The poor thing has a ginormous fear of people in costumes. This fear was already there,but heightened more 2 yrs ago at Halloween when there was a house we trick or treated at that had a man wearing a hockey mask and came towards him with a running chainsaw....ok, so even this mama was a bit scared,but anger overshadowed that fear that night. Anyway,so you get my point of why he's scared. Well at the sneek a peak that the school had where you meet the teachers and see classrooms,they had the school's mascot which happens to be a cougar,and wouldn't you know that just as we're coming up the hallway the mascot comes around the corner with the principal and scares Adam to where he is grabbing hold of me,and hiding behind me as best he can.( Side note: kudos to the principal for apologizing and for the mascot covering his/her eyes and trying to get away fast so as not to scare him any longer than necessary.) Getting back to the night before the first day, Adam was expressing his fear of this mascot and how he didn't want to see it the first day of school,and proceeded to give us this same story for about 30 mins straight. To which we continued to reassure him that it wouldn't be there,and that he would be fine,and that the teacher would protect him,just like I had if any occasion like that happened again. Ok,folks this child wasn't buying our encouragement. So after like I said 30 mins,I asked him if it would help if I typed an email to the teacher,he agreed that would work but that I still needed to tell the teacher in the morning. For the rest of the night off an on he still brought it up,but wasn't quite as bad.
When he went to bed he reminded me yet again that I needed to tell the teacher and said "Please don't forget Mommy,cause you know you forget." I said "Adam, I promise I won't forget,but you help me not to ok?!" Wow,I maybe shouldn't have said that, he reminded me one more time before he went to sleep for the night. Then when I went into to wake him up,he hadn't even opened his eyes yet,and was saying "Mommy,don't forget to tell the teacher!" He said that to me at least a 100 more times before we left the house,and then another 100 times while walking into the school,and then another 2 times standing at the classroom door before the teacher even turned around to notice him. As I was trying to tell her,she stopped me and looked right at Adam and said "I got your Mommy's email and I will make sure that nothing happens to you while your with me,and will protect you" she then gave him a hug,all was good then. He gave me a hug,and kiss,and then went and sat down,as if nothing had ever happened.
He enjoyed his day at school ya'll,however unlike his sister he wasn't full of stories when he came home. Just that he got to go on the BIG playground,and saw two of his friends from his class last year and gave them a high five. THIS would be the difference in boys and girls people. Girls are talkative about the day with every detail imaginable,and boys the basics folks,just the basics. However I wouldn't have it any other way. I love that big boy of mine. He has ALOT of my personality to which I some days wonder how my parents are not in a loony bin. Adam has such a sweet spirit, sensitivity to others hurting,and love that goes to everyone. He can be shy,but I can not imagine my life without him in it. He brings me such joy to see the young man he is developing into. He may have some bumps in the road with worry and fear,but I keep praying that he will surrender it over to the Lord to give him the strength he needs to face those worries and fears. I know the Lord will develop him into the man He desires for Adam to be.
Psalm 55:22
Cast your cares on the Lord and he will sustain you; he will never let the righteous be shaken.
That time of the year...
Two days ago started the new school year for one happy little girl in our home. It brought many emotions to this mama on the other hand though. I was excited for Olivia to finally be able to join her big brother at school, and for her to enjoy all the things that she had been hearing him talk about doing last year. However, I realized my little girl was growing up, and I was going to miss having her home with me.
You see, I've learned how different girls are then boys. Other than for the obvious reasons. Olivia LOVES to talk,and give you a whole long drawn out story just to tell you that she got new shoes. That's just the way this girls works,she is very animated, she's outgoing, helpful, you name it, and this precious girl has it! So the thought of not getting to enjoy spending time with her for 6 hrs was hard.
Then the day of school came. I walked in to her room,saw her laying there so innocently and sweetly sleeping in her monkey pj's, and prayed a silent prayer for her and her day. I knelt down and kissed her and woke her up and I said "Are you ready to get ready for your first day of school?" to which she smiled SO big and said "Yes!" She quickly got up and got dressed,and we fixed her hair,and then she quickly went to go show daddy her outfit to see if he thought she looked pretty. (Insert big lump in throat)
I got her some breakfast and she was struggling to eat with all the excitement she had built up. She kept asking if it was time to go yet, literally every 2 mins. Finally,after some pictures it was time to go. She couldn't get to the door or van quick enough. We arrived at school and if it weren't for her slow walking brother (who knew what to expect and while excited was not in any hurry to get inside) she would have already been in her room. We left brother off in his room,and were off to hers. She had a skip in her step and a smile on her face,and was talking the whole way to the room. I kissed and hugged her,and she eagerly got in her room and proceeded to take her Tinkerbell lunch box out hand it to the teacher,and put her book bag up as if she been doing this for years. She walked to her chair,with not even another glance back at me,and got in her chair and finally her eyes spotted mine again,and I blew her a kiss to which she blew one back and then gave me a thumbs up as if to say "I'm good,now GO!" (again insert HUGE lump in my throat) I left and choked back those tears that were flooding to my eyes. That precious outgoing little girl of mine was starting that new adventure in her life called school,and she couldn't be more excited.
Oh and that outgoing, not afraid of anything,willing to try something new once, girl, decided that even though she had eaten before she left for school was going to get a breakfast tray when her class went together for breakfast. Even after the teacher asked her if she had eaten,and had the other students who had, sit at the table. I had gone in the cafeteria to put money on her account incase of emergencies like a dropped juice,or dropped lunch. Thankful I did,cause she was proudly walking out with her tray right after I had just put that money on there. She saw me and showed it to me with a big grin on her face. How could I get upset,I just chuckled to myself and later talked to her discussing that she didn't need to eat breakfast twice. I also asked her..."So,since you ate again,what did you have?" She very proudly said "A DONUT!". Can't say I blame her on that one. See why I love her?! I thank the Lord everyday for giving me a spunky,talkative,precious little girl to love. I look forward to see what great things the Lord has in store for her.
You see, I've learned how different girls are then boys. Other than for the obvious reasons. Olivia LOVES to talk,and give you a whole long drawn out story just to tell you that she got new shoes. That's just the way this girls works,she is very animated, she's outgoing, helpful, you name it, and this precious girl has it! So the thought of not getting to enjoy spending time with her for 6 hrs was hard.
Then the day of school came. I walked in to her room,saw her laying there so innocently and sweetly sleeping in her monkey pj's, and prayed a silent prayer for her and her day. I knelt down and kissed her and woke her up and I said "Are you ready to get ready for your first day of school?" to which she smiled SO big and said "Yes!" She quickly got up and got dressed,and we fixed her hair,and then she quickly went to go show daddy her outfit to see if he thought she looked pretty. (Insert big lump in throat)
I got her some breakfast and she was struggling to eat with all the excitement she had built up. She kept asking if it was time to go yet, literally every 2 mins. Finally,after some pictures it was time to go. She couldn't get to the door or van quick enough. We arrived at school and if it weren't for her slow walking brother (who knew what to expect and while excited was not in any hurry to get inside) she would have already been in her room. We left brother off in his room,and were off to hers. She had a skip in her step and a smile on her face,and was talking the whole way to the room. I kissed and hugged her,and she eagerly got in her room and proceeded to take her Tinkerbell lunch box out hand it to the teacher,and put her book bag up as if she been doing this for years. She walked to her chair,with not even another glance back at me,and got in her chair and finally her eyes spotted mine again,and I blew her a kiss to which she blew one back and then gave me a thumbs up as if to say "I'm good,now GO!" (again insert HUGE lump in my throat) I left and choked back those tears that were flooding to my eyes. That precious outgoing little girl of mine was starting that new adventure in her life called school,and she couldn't be more excited.
Oh and that outgoing, not afraid of anything,willing to try something new once, girl, decided that even though she had eaten before she left for school was going to get a breakfast tray when her class went together for breakfast. Even after the teacher asked her if she had eaten,and had the other students who had, sit at the table. I had gone in the cafeteria to put money on her account incase of emergencies like a dropped juice,or dropped lunch. Thankful I did,cause she was proudly walking out with her tray right after I had just put that money on there. She saw me and showed it to me with a big grin on her face. How could I get upset,I just chuckled to myself and later talked to her discussing that she didn't need to eat breakfast twice. I also asked her..."So,since you ate again,what did you have?" She very proudly said "A DONUT!". Can't say I blame her on that one. See why I love her?! I thank the Lord everyday for giving me a spunky,talkative,precious little girl to love. I look forward to see what great things the Lord has in store for her.
Jeremiah 29:11
For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the Lord, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.
Saturday, March 10, 2012
6 year newlywed love.
Growing up,I never fully understood why my parents wanted to go out together on a date or with other couples. Now 30 years later, I now see the importance of having that special time out without children.
While sitting feeding the kids before leaving for my date,Olivia says "why do you always go on dates with Daddy without us?" to which her brother says "because she doesn't like kids",and then he giggles and says just joking. I looked at them and said Mommy loves all three of you and that's why Mommy goes on dates with Daddy.
It leads me to encourage each of my friends whether you have babies,toddlers,or teenagers. Instill in them the importance of "date night" with your husband/wife. Let them see that no matter how much time goes by,and how old they get,that you still enjoy the company of each other. I look at my parents and am very thankful that they went on dates,and showed me what a healthy relationship looked like. We had family pictures taken not to long ago,and my parents took several pictures together. When I saw them developed it brought tears to my eyes just looking at them and seeing in those photos the love that my parents show to each other. A genuine love,that goes deeper than just the outward appearance. A sweet love!
I absolutely love being with my children,and learning and growing with them,but there is also that time that I need to be with the man who I created those beautiful children with and reconnect on an emotional level that I will never have taken away from me. After 6 years of marriage, I sat with my husband tonight and learned things I didn't know before,and it gave me a stronger love for him. I look at older couples walking around and they're holding hands and still affectionate toward each other,and I look forward to being that older couple that one day maybe someone younger will look at us and think.."That's what I want." So husbands court your wife, and wives get out of those work out clothes (mommy gear as I call it) and put a little makeup on,and spray a little purfume on,and go on a date with that man that wooed you,and made your heart pitter patter. You will wonder why you didn't do it sooner! Make that time for your mate,they're worth it!
While sitting feeding the kids before leaving for my date,Olivia says "why do you always go on dates with Daddy without us?" to which her brother says "because she doesn't like kids",and then he giggles and says just joking. I looked at them and said Mommy loves all three of you and that's why Mommy goes on dates with Daddy.
It leads me to encourage each of my friends whether you have babies,toddlers,or teenagers. Instill in them the importance of "date night" with your husband/wife. Let them see that no matter how much time goes by,and how old they get,that you still enjoy the company of each other. I look at my parents and am very thankful that they went on dates,and showed me what a healthy relationship looked like. We had family pictures taken not to long ago,and my parents took several pictures together. When I saw them developed it brought tears to my eyes just looking at them and seeing in those photos the love that my parents show to each other. A genuine love,that goes deeper than just the outward appearance. A sweet love!
I absolutely love being with my children,and learning and growing with them,but there is also that time that I need to be with the man who I created those beautiful children with and reconnect on an emotional level that I will never have taken away from me. After 6 years of marriage, I sat with my husband tonight and learned things I didn't know before,and it gave me a stronger love for him. I look at older couples walking around and they're holding hands and still affectionate toward each other,and I look forward to being that older couple that one day maybe someone younger will look at us and think.."That's what I want." So husbands court your wife, and wives get out of those work out clothes (mommy gear as I call it) and put a little makeup on,and spray a little purfume on,and go on a date with that man that wooed you,and made your heart pitter patter. You will wonder why you didn't do it sooner! Make that time for your mate,they're worth it!
Friday, March 9, 2012
This new thing to me called Blogging.
So,I read so many different people's blogs and think "wow,if only I could write like they do". Well it got me to thinking that it really is not about what people are writing as it is about what they are telling from their hearts. Just about every blog I've read has encouraged me or inspired me in some way to be better as a wife,or a mother which is pretty much my life the Lord has given me. So I will attempt to put my thoughts out here when the mood strikes,or when my life gives me something I feel worth sharing that just might touch someone the way I've been touched by others posts on their blogs. Here's to my journey of blogging....
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