This week I wrote about my daughter’s hang up call to the local police station. We have no idea how long we were "on the air" before she hung up. I immediately started thinking, "What did they hear during that time?" Thankfully It wasn’t one of those meltdown moments when everyone was whining and crying, but what exactly did we say?
I remember the day we discovered that our baby monitor could pick up the signal of our neighbor’s baby monitor.
You know I’ve complained before about having nothing to eat. I posted a picture of my fridge and said it was “the end of the world as we know it." But the truth is, I know nothing about going hungry. When I look at my fridge and complain about making dinner, there are millions of mothers who would look at the contents and shout with joy. I can’t even begin to imagine the heartache of watching my baby go hungry.
I love my children immensely and would do anything for them. When my children disobey, I do not love them any less. My love for them is not based on whether or not they behave in the store or if they place nicely with each other. I have loved my children since before they were born and the moment I held them for the first time that love multiplied and has grown daily.
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Psalm 100:4
“Enter His gates with thanksgiving and His courts with praise; give thanks to Him and praise His name."
I often take things for granted and then when something happens and they don’t go as usual, I feel a sense of entitlement and am quite put out. I was listening to the Christian radio station today and someone was talking about a ministry (Blood Water Mission) they work for which helps provide clean water to people in Third World countries.
This weekend we went camping with 2 other families. (More to come on the adventure later)! As we sat under the stars Friday night, I was in awe of our awesome creator God. Sitting around the fire, I could see the big dipper and I saw 2 shooting stars. The stars were so bright. Thank you Father for the beautiful picture of your handiwork.
Psalm 8:3-4
When I consider your heavens,
This weekend we are celebrating my husband’s 29th birthday. As I look back at some of his baby pictures, (isn’t he such a cutie) I am so thankful for the man he is today and feel incredibly blessed to call him my husband.
There are many things I respect about him, but at the top of the list would be his integrity, his perseverance, and his wisdom. We’ve been married almost 7 years now and since I get to live with him day in and day out, I truly get to see all sides of him and I can honestly say that he is consistent and that he genuinely strives each day to glorify God in all he does.
Last night the power went out for 3 hours. My 2 year old woke up in pitch darkness and obviously was scared. I fumbled my way to her room using the glow from our glow in the dark stars to guide my way. I then slept on her floor to help her fall back asleep. Occasionally she’d wake up scared and I would reach my hand up to let her know I was still there.
Since Mother’s Day is this weekend, I thought I’d make my thoughtful post about my mother. Growing up my mom was my best friend. She was approachable and always willing to listen. I could ask her about anything and she never made me feel awkward or silly. Mom knew how to make things special. She decorated the house for the seasons and holidays and made our birthdays into something we looked forward to all year.
Week End Thoughts…
I decided to move my Thoughtful Thursday since I am participating in We Are THAT Family’s Sincerely Fro' Me to You carnival on Thursdays. Since “Thoughtful Thursday” is something I made up, it seems trivial to move the day… same theme, only we’ll call it Week End Thoughts…
Week End Thoughts:
My posts typically relate funny anecdotes about the happenings of a stay at home wife and mom with three kids.
My son’s Sunday School teacher approached me on Sunday and said that my son has invited her to our house several times and wanted to know if it would be ok if she and her teenage daughter stopped by for a bit on Tuesday. I told her of course and made arrangements to get in touch the next day. I e-mailed her on Monday and told her I didn’t want her to feel obligated to come over.