Monday, September 29, 2008
Oh the things that amaze little boys...
I was blessed this weekend by getting to go to a women’s retreat. My mom and Joshua kept the children. Saturday night, Joshua and Joseph were lying in the bed. Joshua didn’t get home until about 10:00 and really wanted to go straight to bed, but Joseph had other plans. Joseph likes to talk. And talk, and talk. If he can’t find anyone to talk to, he’ll begin talking to himself (outloud)! He was talking to Joshua and it went something like this… “Daddy, you sure have been working a lot. Are you tired? (uh huh) Ya know, God works a lot too, all the time, but never gets tired. (uh huh) God is so big, but He can do anything He wants. (oh really) Do you know He can even get as tiny as your boogers if He wants to?!” You can imagine where the conversation went from there!
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
Morning Musing
I’ve always thought of myself as a morning person. Once I’m up, I’m up. The latest I’ve slept in the last year is probably 8:30 am! Yet I’ve had a revelation. Whilst I’m up very early, nobody else is – I’m usually alone with my thoughts, the remote or a book/bible/computer and a cup of coffee. So, I think I still qualify as a morning person, but one who likes to be alone and left alone until about 10 a.m. This revelation came to me when I was sooooo wishing for a door that I could close to my office the other morning. From 7 am-8 am, it is LOVELY – only 3 of us in the office, respecting each other’s quietness! Then everyone start coming in, and for the most part, going onto their office to not really come alive until well after 9:30. BUT, then there is that one fellow employee, who at 8:00 am, is ready to talk to someone, has her boogie shoes on, unloads a ton of questions about what has and hasn’t gotten done. This is when I totally understand going postal!!! And quite frankly, I get a little testy with her. Come on, I leave you alone in the afternoons, give me my mornings!!! Any-ole-who, I guess this is just an opportunity for growth. At least she is only annoying in the a.m. I have another fellow employee that is annoying from 8-5! I’ve just gotten really good at ignoring that one! Oh my, I sound horrible, but hey, at least I’m honest! :-/
Monday, September 8, 2008
A real Monday
Well, today is actually going pretty good, and it's a real MONDAY! :) It was, however, a very hard weekend - physically, spiritually and emotionally. BUT, I figure out why...I begin a bible study tonight with an exceptionally diverse group of women. Not any particular bible study with a workbook or video, but one where we are just going to allow the Holy Spirit to lead using teachers in our community and each other. I'm very excited about this because boy did Satan have a bullseye (sp?) on my forehead these last few days. Which I choose to interpret that God must have a lot in store for us (me) if Satan was trying so hard to tear me down! I must admit that I gave into some of his lies and tactics, BUT, I, along with some help from my girls, danced (literally!) my blues and fears away. My tears literally turned into uncontrollable laughter right there in the Presbyterian Church on Sunday afternoon! It was incredible to witness just what the Holy Spirit can accomplish in 2 hours with a mama and two young girls when you walk in with no agenda, just as you are, in childlike expectation of Him just to show up.
Over the last year, our family has seen and experienced some really neat ways to worship through singing, dancing, drama and the use of flags in churches throughout Alabama, Florida and North Carolina. Needless to say, in Camilla there just aren’t many places that incorporate this kind of worship into their services. Not that they wouldn’t, but they just aren’t doing it…yet. So, yesterday, we went to Walmart where Lauren picked out some rainbow fabric – got some sticks (which I learned later are called dowels…) and fabric glue. In 10 minutes we had 4 flags made, grabbed a random CD out of the car and headed to the church around 3 in the afternoon. I turned on the music, flipping through the songs while the girls danced around and waved their flags. I got to particular song, and it hit us all at the same time. A dance/drama/flag thing began to unfold. Within 30 minutes, the Holy Spirit had created something beautiful through our worship. Lauren wanted to share it with Wellspring that night, but I was hesitant. We didn’t have elaborate costumes; we had glued flags that were fraying; the dancing wasn’t perfected by rigorous practice – we were just right where we got out of the car – street clothes, no makeup, sweat and all, but Lauren insisted. I’m glad she was obedient. It was a god appointed moment. And I think if you choose to observe us through your spiritual eyes, you would have seen us in glorious, flowing attire, with immaculate flags, dancing in perfect harmony on shimmering clouds. Joey said he was glad that we didn’t have on costumes, etcs – that God meets us right where we are, just as we are, and will use ways that are so unique to us – where we are less likely to rebuff His incredible love for us. I think of Papa in the shack, God knew exactly the best way to approach Mack.
I think this may be a new chapter in our lives. I believe the girls and I have a date with someone very special Sunday afternoon. He's expecting us. :)
Over the last year, our family has seen and experienced some really neat ways to worship through singing, dancing, drama and the use of flags in churches throughout Alabama, Florida and North Carolina. Needless to say, in Camilla there just aren’t many places that incorporate this kind of worship into their services. Not that they wouldn’t, but they just aren’t doing it…yet. So, yesterday, we went to Walmart where Lauren picked out some rainbow fabric – got some sticks (which I learned later are called dowels…) and fabric glue. In 10 minutes we had 4 flags made, grabbed a random CD out of the car and headed to the church around 3 in the afternoon. I turned on the music, flipping through the songs while the girls danced around and waved their flags. I got to particular song, and it hit us all at the same time. A dance/drama/flag thing began to unfold. Within 30 minutes, the Holy Spirit had created something beautiful through our worship. Lauren wanted to share it with Wellspring that night, but I was hesitant. We didn’t have elaborate costumes; we had glued flags that were fraying; the dancing wasn’t perfected by rigorous practice – we were just right where we got out of the car – street clothes, no makeup, sweat and all, but Lauren insisted. I’m glad she was obedient. It was a god appointed moment. And I think if you choose to observe us through your spiritual eyes, you would have seen us in glorious, flowing attire, with immaculate flags, dancing in perfect harmony on shimmering clouds. Joey said he was glad that we didn’t have on costumes, etcs – that God meets us right where we are, just as we are, and will use ways that are so unique to us – where we are less likely to rebuff His incredible love for us. I think of Papa in the shack, God knew exactly the best way to approach Mack.
I think this may be a new chapter in our lives. I believe the girls and I have a date with someone very special Sunday afternoon. He's expecting us. :)
Friday, September 5, 2008
Monday extended...
I write this to either sympathize with you having a rough day or to make you feel better that you day hasn’t been as bad as mine…
4:00 am – wake up with a sinus migraine
7:30 am – get the children off to school
8:00 am – realize that Joshua isn’t getting out of the bed bcs he thinks he might have the virus
10:15 am – slam my finger in the door (which is now completely purple, and I can still feel my heartbeat in the tip of it)
11:30 am – Joshua calls – he’s throwing up and needs some Gatorade
12:00 pm – go to store to get aforementioned Gatorade only to realize that I don’t have my debit card
12:15 pm – arrive at home with no Gatorade and grab debit card
And by this point I’ve lost all since of time
I go to Riteaid to drop prescriptions and grab some saline solution for aforementioned Sinus issues.
I get in my van – it won’t crank…I call sick husband, who calls carquest to bring me a battery, BUT they can’t come bcs everyone is at lunch, which reminds me that I’m kinda hungry myself.
I call mom to pick me up – she had to jump out of the shower just to answer the phone, so needless to say, she would be awhile.
I decide to walk back to work – it’s two blocks and 90 degrees outside – I have on jeans, clogs, an undershirt and long sleeved shirt on (it’s freezing in my office!)
Sometime during the chaos, I found out that the children’s ride home from school fell through.
I finally get to said office, grab a company car to finish running my errands, which includes going to bank, and I just so happen to grab the vehicle whose driver side window doesn’t roll down.
My one hour lunch turned into an 1 ½ hour lunch of which I settle for a really gross chicken wrap from BK and totally forgot the Gatorade. It’s now 2:15, and I still haven't figured out how my children are getting home or how I'm going to get my car *sigh*…perhaps my evening will pan out a little better.
4:00 am – wake up with a sinus migraine
7:30 am – get the children off to school
8:00 am – realize that Joshua isn’t getting out of the bed bcs he thinks he might have the virus
10:15 am – slam my finger in the door (which is now completely purple, and I can still feel my heartbeat in the tip of it)
11:30 am – Joshua calls – he’s throwing up and needs some Gatorade
12:00 pm – go to store to get aforementioned Gatorade only to realize that I don’t have my debit card
12:15 pm – arrive at home with no Gatorade and grab debit card
And by this point I’ve lost all since of time
I go to Riteaid to drop prescriptions and grab some saline solution for aforementioned Sinus issues.
I get in my van – it won’t crank…I call sick husband, who calls carquest to bring me a battery, BUT they can’t come bcs everyone is at lunch, which reminds me that I’m kinda hungry myself.
I call mom to pick me up – she had to jump out of the shower just to answer the phone, so needless to say, she would be awhile.
I decide to walk back to work – it’s two blocks and 90 degrees outside – I have on jeans, clogs, an undershirt and long sleeved shirt on (it’s freezing in my office!)
Sometime during the chaos, I found out that the children’s ride home from school fell through.
I finally get to said office, grab a company car to finish running my errands, which includes going to bank, and I just so happen to grab the vehicle whose driver side window doesn’t roll down.
My one hour lunch turned into an 1 ½ hour lunch of which I settle for a really gross chicken wrap from BK and totally forgot the Gatorade. It’s now 2:15, and I still haven't figured out how my children are getting home or how I'm going to get my car *sigh*…perhaps my evening will pan out a little better.
Wednesday, September 3, 2008
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