I am loving Psalm 37. It is rich in wisdom to not fret, to not delight in anger but to trust in the Lord.
"refrain from anger, and forsake wrath! Fret not yourself; it tends only to evil. For the evildoers shall be cut off, but those who wait for the Lord shall inherit the land." (v8)
"I have been young, and now am old, yet I have not seen the righteous forsaken or his children begging for bread. He is ever lending generously, and his chidlren become a blessing. Turn away from evil and do good; so shall you dwell forever. For the Lord loves justice; he will not forsake his saints." (v25-28)
Great reminders for me today. I tend towards fretting. I'm praying for more belief and trust today.
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Monday, November 29, 2010
Lake-ism
Yesterday during the church service Lake turned to me and quickly said, "Mom I really like your blue socks, how high do they go?" And started lifting my skirt really quickly.
"They go up all the way Lake, all the way, you MUST stop." You see, I was wearing tights. Funny kid.
Proverbs 31
Frankly, for a long time I have avoided the woman in Proverbs 31. She seemed like the Jesus of women. A person I could never be. It was an immature and silly point of view I see now. Like Jesus, we all need an example. Certainly, I may never never get anywhere near to living like her, but why not try.
I recently had a friend tell me she was going to read it every morning in her personal worship time. I decided to copy her. I'm rarely original. This morning, I noticed so many things I had not before seen (I know this because I had not highlighted it).
Three things I loved today:
She worked, that is obvious. But I noticed today that she had willing hands. The idea of willing hands seems very closely linked to a heart attitude. (v 13)
The teaching of kindness was on her tongue. Again, not just something she taught Sunday morning, but something she lived and modeled throughout the week. This too must come from a heart attitude that is fixed on the Lord.
She does not eat the bread of idleness. Here I see a decision. A choice not to be lazy, to work with her willing hands, and to not choose slothful living.
I remember once I was repenting to a Bible study my struggle with being lazy. One woman in the group and turned to me and said, "you aren't lazy, you have four kids." I remember thinking, wow, I have them all fooled. It's true four kids does keep a person busy, but laziness and sloth is a heart attitude. I could even be doing my every task and still be lazy. It's the same thing as doing all the right things to appear Christlike, but if my heart if far from the Lord... Well, it's a heart attitude. I desire to live an authentic life before the Lord, not a show for the masses.
So today, Jesus, give me the strength to have willing hand, to have kindness in my speech and teaching, and to forsake idleness. I need your grace to accomplish such a high calling. I know your Holy Spirit will strengthen me. I could never do it in my own strength.
I recently had a friend tell me she was going to read it every morning in her personal worship time. I decided to copy her. I'm rarely original. This morning, I noticed so many things I had not before seen (I know this because I had not highlighted it).
Three things I loved today:
She worked, that is obvious. But I noticed today that she had willing hands. The idea of willing hands seems very closely linked to a heart attitude. (v 13)
The teaching of kindness was on her tongue. Again, not just something she taught Sunday morning, but something she lived and modeled throughout the week. This too must come from a heart attitude that is fixed on the Lord.
She does not eat the bread of idleness. Here I see a decision. A choice not to be lazy, to work with her willing hands, and to not choose slothful living.
I remember once I was repenting to a Bible study my struggle with being lazy. One woman in the group and turned to me and said, "you aren't lazy, you have four kids." I remember thinking, wow, I have them all fooled. It's true four kids does keep a person busy, but laziness and sloth is a heart attitude. I could even be doing my every task and still be lazy. It's the same thing as doing all the right things to appear Christlike, but if my heart if far from the Lord... Well, it's a heart attitude. I desire to live an authentic life before the Lord, not a show for the masses.
So today, Jesus, give me the strength to have willing hand, to have kindness in my speech and teaching, and to forsake idleness. I need your grace to accomplish such a high calling. I know your Holy Spirit will strengthen me. I could never do it in my own strength.
Friday, November 12, 2010
Today
Why is living in the present so difficult. When I look at my son content to dig a hole, my baby content in my lap...hand down my shirt (constantly)... My oldest sitting with my guy and my second arranging her small little toys. Why do I struggle with the present?
My mind struggles to quiet these days of hurt, my heart struggles to understand our present. I'm thankful to the one who holds my future, and I know my worry is futile. Life must be lived today. Enjoyed today, and shared with my special family.
My mind struggles to quiet these days of hurt, my heart struggles to understand our present. I'm thankful to the one who holds my future, and I know my worry is futile. Life must be lived today. Enjoyed today, and shared with my special family.
Tuesday, September 28, 2010
Education
This is a topic which is constantly on my heart. Heavy on my heart. I have felt so very torn lately about the education of our children. I know there is no perfect option, but I'm struggling feeling like my oldest daughter is getting the short end of the stick. As a family, we are in transition. So my prayer contiues to be that the transition in our life will cause some changes to occur in the education of my daughter.
I love the "idea" of homeschooling. I even love homeschooling. It's just really hard for me to consider with two little ones, who need me to help them be little. Plus, right now, everything has felt harder in the unknown areas of our life.
God is bigger than all my concerns. He knows what it is my daughter needs more than I could ever imagine. Praying He would direct me to that perfect peace I know to be mine in Him !
I love the "idea" of homeschooling. I even love homeschooling. It's just really hard for me to consider with two little ones, who need me to help them be little. Plus, right now, everything has felt harder in the unknown areas of our life.
God is bigger than all my concerns. He knows what it is my daughter needs more than I could ever imagine. Praying He would direct me to that perfect peace I know to be mine in Him !
Sunday, September 26, 2010
The best kiss
Tonight I was putting Lake to bed. We were together in his bed, and I asked him what the best part of his day was. He paused. He was clearly thinking through his day. His sweet face looked at me and gave me a big kiss, and he said, "that's it, right there." "Mine too Lake, mine too."
Saturday, September 4, 2010
Hiking with a Super Lake
Today we went hiking with the family. As was the case, it was cooler outside than we expected. We reached in the sleepover bag of our oldest and found some extra shirts for the girls, but nothing for Lake.
I opened the trunk, and there was his velvet super hero cape. Lake and I looked at each other. I said, "want to wear it." He simply turned around for me to put it on him. It was AWESOME! I love him in that cape. People kept trying to talk to him about it. He simply couldn't be distracted from his duties as a SUPER LAKE. He kept on his way killing spiders and throwing sticks.
But when I knew he was a super hero was when he took a big spill. He tripped, he fell, his knee was bleeding and dirty. He looked up at me with his very brave, very blue eyes and said, "I'm okay mommy," with gritted teeth. I scooped him up. Because no matter how super Lake is, and he's pretty super, I'm still mommy. He snuggled in on my shoulder until we rounded the corner where the waterfall was. Not a tear in his eye, Super Lake was off. But I know I'm his soft place to fall.
I opened the trunk, and there was his velvet super hero cape. Lake and I looked at each other. I said, "want to wear it." He simply turned around for me to put it on him. It was AWESOME! I love him in that cape. People kept trying to talk to him about it. He simply couldn't be distracted from his duties as a SUPER LAKE. He kept on his way killing spiders and throwing sticks.
But when I knew he was a super hero was when he took a big spill. He tripped, he fell, his knee was bleeding and dirty. He looked up at me with his very brave, very blue eyes and said, "I'm okay mommy," with gritted teeth. I scooped him up. Because no matter how super Lake is, and he's pretty super, I'm still mommy. He snuggled in on my shoulder until we rounded the corner where the waterfall was. Not a tear in his eye, Super Lake was off. But I know I'm his soft place to fall.
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