Friday, February 15, 2013

sixteen.

I felt sad the other night while trying to fall asleep. I don't understand why I felt sad but I told God anyway. He comforted me with love and quiet humm's until I drifted off to sleep.
 
We have an easy life, loving marriage and a relationship with our Father and yet I still felt sad. He didn't get annoyed or angry, he wasn't condescending .. He just held me and loved me. Just what I needed. 
Father, I thank you that I can be real with You, that I never need to hide my feelings and thoughts from You. I can pour my heart out to You with complete honesty and without fear. You love me and accept me when I need answers, when I'm frustrated, or when I just want to tell You the love I have for You. You understand my humanness, my limitations, my hurts. You are forever standing there with Your arms wide open, embracing me, guiding me, loving me. Thank you Father. In Jesus' name. Amen.

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Wednesday, February 13, 2013

fifteen.

I sat this morning talking to my Heavenly Father telling him how I felt, but what I really needed to do was think about how others felt. After a day like yesterday how are our daughters going to wake up feeling? I may sit and think, "Ugh, I still feel grumpy and upset by their behavior yesterday," but why do I still feel that way? Is it that I wake expecting the girls to misbehave again? I think deep down I do. I wake up, although not often, thinking about all the "wrong" the kids are going to do today. What a miserable way to begin a new day! And really, it's not even that they're doing anything wrong, it's behavior, lashing out, frustration, annoyance. I yearn for them to wake up with bright expectations and a renewed sense of self, so why don't I do the same? I will. 

Tuesday, February 12, 2013

fourteen.

As Mess and Big Mak do "school" work, and Little Love plays play dough, I thought I'd sit and update our blog. Our blog that I've neglected for a little over 2 months. I love writing but life seems to get in the way. Before I know it hours have become days, days turn into weeks, and those weeks turn into months. I have a personal journal that I do my best to write in everyday. I pray and write about what He says to me, I write about the kids, W, and life in general. I think often of this blog and what I'd like it to become....

I'd love to fill it with adventures, photographs of a life lived, of stories and days gone by.