- I think we could all learn a lot about perseverance and dedication from children. I personally am quite astonished at the drive and determination of my child to perform dangerous activities or chaotic destruction of our home right under my nose and within mere minutes. This morning while putting on my make-up, my daughter Chloe, as usual, wanted to put on “makeups” too. She grabbed my chap stick and I didn’t think too much about it. First mistake. After finishing my simple routine of powder and mascara, I went into the living room to check on her. She had disrobed and covered her entire body with the greasy lip balm in true fashion of a long distance swimmer preparing to tackle the English Channel. I cleaned her off, got her dressed, and began preparations for our lunch. She came into the kitchen to help and chose a pouch fruit drink from the fridge for herself. I quickly prepared our lunch and made some sandwiches as well to take to her Daddy at work. When I called her into the kitchen, I peeked around the corner into the living room and was not really surprised to see that she had emptied the purple colored drink all over the front of the outfit I had just put on her and the sofa. I placed her at the table with her lunch and began to clean up the spilled punch. This is when I discovered she had somehow gotten ahold of a crayon, even though we have learned to keep those put away unless immediate supervision is present, and had colored all over the coffee table. It’s quite impressive what all a child can accomplish in such a short amount of time. I think what impresses me more though, are the characteristics I see it bringing out in me. I never raised my voice or felt more than a mild, humorous irritation at the above scenarios. This is completely out of character for my former self. Isn’t it beautiful to see how love changes perspective on life?
I am definitely in my 9th month of pregnancy. I think I sometimes forget that, though how I could, I have no idea! Last night, around midnight, I made another of my frequent trips to the bathroom. As I was leaving, I noticed the tube of the above mentioned lip balm discarded on the floor by the sink. I knelt down to pick it up. At that moment a very sad realization hit me. A days worth of fatigue in my thighs and the added weight around my midsection had taken its toll. I then realized that I wasn’t sure if I could get back up! All I could do was laugh out loud. My spouse, Ben, was at the computer and offered a hand, but being hard headed as ever, I declined. I felt that I had to prove I wasn’t completely invalid and hoist my own girth out of that floor. I did. Then I waddled back to the bed and took a tiny sip of water from my bedside glass, knowing I would be repeating my trip to the lavatory soon enough.
Many years ago, as a young woman, I went on a mission trip overseas. While there in a discipleship school, I remember a man giving a prophecy over me. I do believe that God gives spiritual gifts to people and also that you should individually weigh in your mind, heart, and spirit how these are presented. That being said, yes, I do believe that man was of God and received a spiritual gift of prophesy. Anyway, I go back to the point of what he said to me. He said “You have always felt out of place. You have felt like you didn’t belong. You are like one of those square pegs trying to fit into a round hole.” This was and is all very true. I never could seem to fit in as a kid. I had a tough time in school and suffered my fair share of bullying. I’m glad social media didn’t exist back then or I might have been one of those sad stories you see on Oprah! But there’s more. He also said something I will never forget. He said, “God made you different for a reason. He has a special plan for you. He will place you into a square hole where you fit perfectly.” As I’ve gotten older and my relationship has grown with the Lord, I find my differences much easier to accept. I am truly happy with myself. I am loved by so many people and I think my personality does draw people in whom God would have to be a part of my life. I am thankful for my differences. I am thankful for those who love me despite them. Most of all, I’m thankful for a God who made me, me! I pray today that everyone may feel that peace about themselves and work to cultivate it in your children and those whom you love.
- I love that while I’m doing laundry, cleaning a toilet, or making dinner (don’t worry, not necessarily in that order) that my 35 inch tall, blond haired, blue eyed little angel will come up to me, tug on my pants leg, and say “come hold me.” She does this even while her epic series “Dora” is on, no doubt at a pinnacle moment judging by the accompanying musical number. She wishes for me to share in her cinematic adventure. I love that I stop what I’m doing and go sit with her in my lap. I love that hours before Ben is scheduled to come home from work, that Chloe begins to react to every sound outside with an excited exclamation of “Daddy’s home!” I love that she crawls into the nook of her Daddy’s arm for comfort in the middle of the night and then climbs into my arms in the morning hours, even if it is because she knows I’ll be the one to get up and retrieve chocolate milk when summoned. Parenthood is a special gift that I savor every moment, hoping that I don’t allow a drop to hit the floor unseen.
2.This morning was one of those small special moments in life. Ben went into work an hour later than usual. One hour is not a lot of time, but for some reason it seemed very special to me. We didn’t do anything special. Normally I am still groggily waking up when he is getting ready to leave, but this morning we woke up together. We just stayed in the bed being lazy with coffee and a wonderfully entertaining preschool tv program in the background. I took my turn and rested my head in the nook of his arm. I could feel his bicep muscle and it made me feel very protected and taken care of. It’s the small moments in life that you can take hold of and cradle in your heart throughout the day to make you smile.
- I feel like God is doing something new in my life. He’s constantly helping us to grow and become what He desires for us to be, but sometimes He may change your dreams and the desires of your heart to lead you into a new direction in life. This can be an exciting time, but also scary. New is almost always scary! Lord, how will I make that change? Will that be what’s best for my family? How will that provide financially for them? Then you may say, ok God, if that’s what you want then provide the way. I think He does, but perhaps not always in the way we as humans expect. We expect a huge neon, blinking arrow sign pointing to a winning lottery ticket that will allow us to easily step out and perform this new task we feel led to do without even breaking a sweat. When it doesn’t go down that way, we may become bitter like a 16 year old girl who didn’t get the brand new dream car for her birthday. But when you can have faith in His provision, His timing, His will for your life, you will find that your eyes are open to so much more. You can see the tiny moments in time where His hand intervenes and changes the course of your life. It may not be a miracle knock at your door with a big check, but rather a new idea brought to your mind in the middle of the night, one that can change the course you were taking on your own. It’s such a peace of mind to know that it’s not all up to me to make it happen all on my own, but that the Master Painter is using His brush to create the landscape for which my story will play out on the great canvas of my life. That is all 🙂