Showing posts from June, 2012


It's hard to believe he's 4. He has a personality as big as his imagination. I love to just watch and listen as he creates his own world of play. I can't help but laugh at some of the things he says. And for the sake of wanting to always remember, I share these "E'isms" with you.

Eating lunch
E: Mom what IS this?
Me: Noodles and cabbage.
E: Mommmm, stop feeding me GARBAGE!

PunishmentE: You're not my best friend anymore!
Me: That's okay...I'm still your mom.
E: No, I'm not gonna let you!
Me: It's my job. You're stuck with me forever.
E: Forever?? Mom, is that longer than naptime?

A Great Idea
E: Mom, this'll be a great idea, right?
Me: Sure, E! I agree.
E: Mom, it's not a great idea unless I say it!

E: Let's pretend this is a fish. Does a fish eat grass?
Me: No, fish don't eat grass.
E: Yes, they do because I said so.
Me: Well, then I guess a fish eats grass.
E: No, mom, a fish doesn't really eat grass...You ju…

Where are you?

Troubles chasing me again, breaking down my best defense; I’m looking, God, I’m looking for You. You ran as fast and as hard as you could – but your troubles chased you down once again. The walls of security you struggled to build are being broken down to reveal what you’ve tried to protect. Weary just won’t let me rest, and fear is filling up my head; I’m longing, God I’m longing for You.

There is no reprieve from being overwhelmed with worry and fear. You’re taunted with thoughts that wear on your mind and your heart; tormented by emptiness and longing. But I will find You in the place I’m in,
Find you when I’m at my end,
Find you when there’s nothing left of me to offer you except for brokenness
Where are you? Have you reached the end? Are you in the pit of despair with no escape? Are you broken and empty, hurting and alone? You have nothing left to give. Nothing to offer. No part of you left. And this is exactly the place you’ll find Him. You lift me up, You’ll never leave me thirsty,

Fires of Sorrow

"The only way to find yourself is in the fires of sorrow." A word from Oswald Chambers today. It strikes me as a hot coal, which could be taken one of two ways. Either it is to be the coal that cleanses my lips, or it is to be the coal that brands it upon my heart. Either way, I'm taking notice and hopeful it may be a little of both.

Why is it that you must find yourself in the blaze of disappointment? "You cannot find or receive yourself through success, because you lose your head over pride. And you cannot receive yourself through the monotony of your daily life, because you give in to complaining."

Hmm... Let's think on that. As Oswald points out, we can't avoid sorrow, nor can we ignore it. Refusing to deal with the woes of life don't make them go away. So what does it mean to receive yourself in these moments of trouble?

Chambers says, "As a saint of God, my attitude toward sorrow and difficulty should not be to ask that they be prevente…

10,000 Reasons

Praise the Lord, my soul;
all my inmost being, praise his holy name. 
Praise the Lord, my soul,
and forget not all his benefits—
who forgives all your sins
and heals all your diseases,
who redeems your life from the pit
and crowns you with love and compassion,
who satisfies your desires with good things
so that your youth is renewed like the eagle’s.

Psalm 103:1-5

The screened-in porch faces the sunrise. It's a clear sky with magnificent colors. I'm thankful.

We woke up early for a weekend - before 7 am - which allowed us plenty of time for cuddling, snuggling, tickle fights, a dog house constructed from pillows, and quality mommy/son time. I'm thankful.

It turned into a rather productive day - 5 loads of laundry, two stories worth of a clean house, clean sheets (I love clean sheet night!), organizing one of two toy boxes and getting rid of an entire bag of toys, grocery shopping, meals planned for the upcoming week, steak kabobs on the grill (I did not get this recipe online n…

Do you blog?

The blogging community is an interesting one. Along with other forms of social media, bloggers become acquaintances, friends, confidantes and supporters all through URL's and computer screens.

I appreciate the hundreds of people who regularly read my blog. I don't even know who you are or where you are. My "stats" show me more than 20 countries in which this blog is read, 12 or so that access it frequently. I've said this blog isn't for anyone, rather it is my own, but the truth is these are but my words, my experiences, and I'm willing to share. With whom? With you. Anyone who chooses to read. As I say in my bio, I am seeking God and want to bring people along the journey.

Sure, as we've discussed, I get judged, ridiculed, criticized, and even praised. I should write about things less chaotic. I should write more devotionals. I shouldn't share so much. I shouldn't be so honest; I should be more honest. I do love hearing feedback, whether yo…


We were attending a child's birthday party, basking in the warmth of mid-80 degree temperatures, a clear blue sky with full sun, and swatting gnats left and right in the rising humidity. I casually asked the almost-five-year-old if he was enjoying his summer. To which he replied, "No. I'm not enjoying my summer because it's not summer yet. But I am enjoying my spring." Oh. Okay. I had been schooled by a preschooler. According to my world that revolves around a collegiate calendar, summer "break" began more than a month ago... But to his credit he was right.

Today I may appropriately and correctly wish him a happy summer. Bring it on, I say! I'm usually more of a spring girl with mild temperatures and budding blossoms, but I admit I am enjoying the hot temperatures, warm sun, and the fact that it's light outside until at least 9 p.m. I suppose with wishful thinking I am hoping to truly embrace the "lazy days of summer"...but I am stil…

The One

It was a full blown invasion of toy cars. A complete city was constructed out of Legos, a floor mat offered parking spaces and fake trees added to our creative play. We had enough cars to open our own toy car dealership. I grew up playing with Barbie dolls and preparing them for their fashion show, but I admit...I had a grand time pushing tiny cars around and making "vroom" sounds as I entered the world of make believe with my son. That was Monday.

Today is Thursday and the city has long-since been put away, the toy cars making their way back into the toy box. The mat has been folded up, the Legos are back in their container, and the trees are out of sight. (This OCD mama has to have things somewhat in order.) Save but one...

One single bright green convertible car remained out of the box, left in the middle of the floor and out of place. I don't know how many times I'd caught a glimpse of the car in the past 3 days, multiple times thinking to myself, "I need t…

Why Should I Worry?

It may start as a small concern. It might not even warrant a second thought, but your mind perpetuates the issue into an escalating problem. Mulling it over and over, it turns to fret which quickly corrodes your thoughts and feelings until it morphs into the onslaught of worry. You're held captive by the tormenting thoughts and overwhelming panic. Anxiety has set in and it sweeps over you as you lose all hope of calm.
The fact that you're alive today is proof positive that God has something for you to do...but worrying isn't on that "to do" list!
"Don't fret or worry. Instead of worrying, pray. Let petitions and praises shape your worries into prayers, letting God know your concerns. Before you know it, a sense of God's wholeness, everything coming together for your good, will come and settle you down. It's wonderful what happens when Christ displaces worry at the center of your life." Philippians 4:6-7 (The Message)
You cannot add a single m…

The Circus Is In Town

Step right up! The Circus is in town and this is a show you won't want to miss.

Juggling Act.

To say there's a lot going on is an understatement. But not to fear because I've become what appears to be a master juggler and expert plate spinner. Nevermind running in a million different directions or losing my sanity in the process. With masterful skills of keeping multiple things going at once, this juggling act is one you won't want to miss.

Walk the Rope.

It's a not-to-be-missed test of balance as I teeter across the tight rope of life. And in true dare devil fashion, there will not be a safety net. That's right - in case of falls, there is the threat of severe injury or loss of life. Don't worry - the waiver was signed and the insurance is all paid up! In the event of loss of life, there's an eternal security plan I have placed my trust in.

Lion Tamer.

That's right. It's as risky as it looks. I'm praying the same angel that was with Daniel…

Faith Like A Child

Poppy is sick. He's my grandfather on my mom's side, the only living grandparent I have left, and he's been an intricate part of my entire upbringing. After not getting better from a mis-diagnosis of what they thought was pneumonia, he's been admitted to the hospital for what looks to be heart and kidney complications. The doctor came in to share that he has "a lot of things going on" and said a few words that had the potential to alter the rest of Poppy's life, along with a harsh reality for the rest of us listening in the hospital room.

E desperately wanted to see Poppy and even promised, "Mom, I won't touch him." I explained that he was simply too young to go to the hospital, whether or not he touched him. But at bedtime we read the story of Elijah and the widow's flour & oil. He was thrilled the bible character bore the same name as him. As I explained the prophet Elijah prayed to God for a miracle he reminded me we needed to pra…