Wednesday, July 27, 2011


I've had the cast off for almost 3 weeks. It has been good, but still hard.  My personality type wants to start exercising again, the day I don't have crutches anymore, but that isn't anywhere near the best for me or for my recovery.  I have been doing fairly well with the exercises from the Physical Therapist, to say it is painful is an understatement, but I do it anyway.  I did graduate out of PT until I get my boot off, and made the therapists afternoon pretty easy, so I was glad I could help!!
When they tell you have to relearn to walk it doesn't really sink in until your foot won't do anything you want it to.  I get these shooting, shocking pains in my heel and ankle which really hurt. Trying to be thankful for them because it is a good sign, meaning the nerve endings are starting to feel again, which is really important when you relearn to walk.
This makes me think of my spiritual life, sometimes I see painful experiences as just that, painful--but maybe just maybe we need those shooting, shocking pains to learn or relearn the truth of Gods word.  I'm not saying pain is easy, but it is inevitable and suffering doesn't have to be.

Sunday, June 5, 2011


I used the Never2old4soccer when I decided to follow a blog, but after the last few weeks I may certainly be too old for soccer. The blog I was following was you see I was turning over a new leaf, I was tired of being out of shape and I needed some help and accountability to do this.  I wanted a some Christian accountability and found this challenge by Candace Cameron Bure. I love exercise and sports and even majored in Recreation because I wanted to "play and get paid for it".  I love to help others see the joy in sports and exercise, but in the last year have had some difficult things happen and I lost focus of this part of my life.
 I had broken my wrist prior to this commitment to the challenge, but I didn't let it stop me from being "gung ho".  My husband, bought me a new mountain bike and got me personal training for my birthday.  I did as much as could with the broken wrist I started running again and ran 2 5k's, had decided to train for a half marathon, and even played one game of soccer before the doctors found another break in my wrist and pulled me out for 3 weeks, but I continued the personal training and running.  I had just been released to play soccer again on Wednesday, May 18th and was scheduled to start occupational therapy on Tuesday, May 24th.
 I was so excited I sent a text to the lady that organizes our soccer team and couldn't wait for Sunday to arrive.  For the first time in a long time I wasn't nervous about playing I was excited to be back and to play just for the exercise.  I had played well, even had two goals, I came out of the game to stretch my Achilles  tendon and with less than 2 minutes of the game went back in, we were ahead and the other team was trying to at least tie us, I blocked the shot with my stomach, and then tried to follow the ball when I felt what I thought was someone stepping on the back of my leg.  I tried to walk, but couldn't I ended up hopping off the field where I was given an ice pack and my husband and a lady from the other team helped me hop to the car.    My husband looked at my leg and because of the swelling and bruising decided to go to the ER.

We waited for a little while in the ER and I was wheeled to the back where I answered a bunch of questions, and the doctor did one simple test, the Thompson Test, that has had a huge impact on my life. The Thompson Test revealed that I had ruptured my Achilles tendon. The doctor immediately put me in a hard splint, told me to get some crutches(recommended not to get them there because of price), and told me to call my primary doctor in the morning to get a referral to the orthopedic surgeon.  Talk about overwhelming, it was a lot to take in such a short time.

We called the primary doctor on Monday, which he gave me his condolences, and we saw the orthopedic surgeon that afternoon.  He also did the Thompson Test, and told me to pull my foot towards me which I tried as hard as I could but could not will my foot to move, he then ordered an MRI.  After viewing the MRI he showed us where I had totally ruptured my Achilles and told us what he would be doing on Wednesday, May 25th during surgery, and explained the healing process.  I was not allowed to put any weight on my left foot. Needless to say I didn't make it to OT on Tuesday because I couldn't drive due to pain medications.

I had out patient surgery on Wednesday and had a huge splint when I came home from the surgery center. I was a little out of it for the next few days with pain and pain meds. I spent most of my time on the couch, I had my post-op appointment on the following Wednesday when they removed the staples,stretched my foot to 90 degrees, and put me in a hard cast for the next few weeks.  My husband and I opted for a knee scooter instead of crutches even though insurance didn't see them as medically necessary, it was necessary for me to be able to feel a little capable.  I still have to lie on the couch with my foot elevated higher than my heart most of the time, but have been able to do some laundry(thanks to the scooter).

As far as exercise, I was really frustrated, I know I need to loose weight that is why I started the challenge and have been working so hard, so when this happened I really couldn't understand the purpose. I still don't know the purpose of this injury but I am not going to let it stop me from trying to start some healthy habits, I can eat healthy sitting on the couch, I try to go for a roll(can't call it a walk if I'm on a scooter) around our block a few times a week, and starting tomorrow I can start lifting low weights with my upper body!

I guess my whole point of this blog is perseverance and optimism.  My new answer when asked "How are you?"  Is "it could always be worse, so I'm just going to be thankful!"
ruptured Achilles tendon
healthy Achilles tendon

after surgery splint

Post op appointment 1
first hard cast

1 Thessalonians 5:16-18
16 Rejoice always, 17 pray continually, 18 give thanks in all circumstances; for this is God’s will for you in Christ Jesus.

Thursday, May 5, 2011


Its been a good while since Ive written. partly due to a broken wrist and partly due to a change in lifestyle.  the wrist does make it hard to type, I am typing this with one hand, not that it cant be done, just that it is hard when you are used to two hands!!! cooking, cleaning,and laundry have become interesting as well.  I am learning to ask for help, or just take it when its offered.  Its been good for me to see people genuinely want to help, without any gain for themselves, this is helping me see love.  I'm learning to give thanks no matter what, and in the small things.God is good all the time, and if you don't know, He loves you so much, no matter what you have done, he will forgive you, just ASK! i pray today that God would reveal himself to you in a big way. Have a wonderfully blessed day, and as long as He is the center, everyday is a Good day.

Sunday, March 27, 2011

The Things He Uses

About two years ago, my family started the process of adoption through the foster care system here in Kansas.  The process started with classes, interviews and a ton of paperwork.  When we finished all the fore-mentioned items we were told that we would adopt quickly because of the age we were desiring, well that is not the way it went.
One of the things asked in interviews and paperwork was whether or not we would adopt a child with special needs, we said we didn't think we could handle that but were willing to adopt possible ADHD or ADD children.  Two months later we find out our son is on the Autism Spectrum and "special needs".  God has a funny way of changing your mind.  We now were thankful for the delay in our adoption so we could focus on our son. During this time my father-in-law was diagnosed with congestive heart failure and not long to live, also my father was diagnosed with Picks disease, its basically like Alzheimer's but more aggressive. Needless to say I was a little overwhelmed.  During the next few months I quit working all my part-time jobs, three of them to be exact while staying home with Gage, to focus on Gage and myself.  Over the next six months or so this is exactly what I did.
In February of 2010 we got a call to take a little boy that was in an adoptive home in which the adoptive parents had decided they did not want him anymore.  We said yes!! We had 6 weeks to get ready. The next week we got a call and now the other family had decided they wanted the boy out of their home in less than two weeks, we were so excited but all I can say is "wow". Less than 24 hours before "brother"  was to be in our home the adoptive family changed their mind and wanted to keep him, because he had a relationship with them the state decided it was best to keep him there. To say our hearts were broken would be an understatement. If you have ever had a miscarriage, which we have, that is the same type of feeling, but with a little less closure. With this circumstance heavy on my heart I started to question God's purpose and my marriage was stressed as my husband and I dealt with the loss separately.
The choices we both made continued to have a negative effect on us as a team, don't get me wrong we still loved each other and were committed to the marriage, but we were not trying to resolve our feelings/issues together. In the summer of 2010 we each took our own vacation, not necessarily because we wanted to, but because we each had an "once in a life time" opportunity that we didn't say no to.  It really was good for us, it made us realize what we missed about the other, where we both really were on our commitment level, and what each of us needed to change in order to keep our marriage strong.  After our trips we were both willing to do whatever it took to accomplish what God wanted for us as individuals, our marriage, and our family.
In the fall we were asked to go to an event where there would be children up for adoption and we could interact with them to see if we connected with any of them.  At this event where two children, a brother and sister whom we had met previously at a camp where we volunteer, and a friend whom didn't know we knew them sent us a link to their adoption page, we knew this was of God.  We connected with these two, our children connected with them, the whole time these two did not know we were planning on adopting them.  We had the plan, everyone on our adoption team was so excited for the kids and for us. We were told they had never had an adoption they were more excited about. Then we started going through their files, I couldn't handle it, the things you read in those files shouldn't be done to anyone let alone children. You see God decided to use this process to bring healing in my life from events that had happened in my childhood. We ended the process before the children were told. We had to, it was what was best for my family and ultimately for them as well.  Does that mean that there wasn't hurt and disappointment? Absolutely not! It just means I am trusting God with what HE decides to use to bring me closer to him.  I still struggle at times but continue to do the necessary things to live the life he has called me to.

Romans 5:1-6 (NIV)

 1 Therefore, since we have been justified through faith, we have peace with God through our Lord Jesus Christ,2 through whom we have gained access by faith into this grace in which we now stand. And we boast in the hope of the glory of God. 3 Not only so, but we also glory in our sufferings, because we know that suffering produces perseverance; 4 perseverance, character; and character, hope. 5 And hope does not put us to shame, because God’s love has been poured out into our hearts through the Holy Spirit, who has been given to us.

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Wednesday, March 9, 2011

Truth is . . .

I was reminded recently of how my son's disorder could easily get him in social trouble.  You see my son has no problem telling the truth, actually he tells the truth to a fault.  He doesn't understand social cues and common courtesy. If you ask him what he thinks about your picture of the mountains, he will tell you that it isn't very good.  If you asked him if your clothes make you look fat he would tell you that your fat makes you look fat (good thing he's not old enough to date let alone be married). If you ask him who is his favorite he will tell you Daddy, and his least favorite is Sissy, but just be thankful "because you are one of his favorites"!  The thing is I know with him that he is not trying to be mean, even though the truth can still hurt.
I was having a conversation with my brother and we were solving everyone else's problems by saying "if they only did this they would. . ." then the conversation turned, I said "so what is something that 'if I only' that you would change about me?" I totally opened up a can of worms!!! But it was good, he asked me the same and we could be totally honest without fear.
As I reflected on this conversation and the issues with my son I realized how much I really try to lie to myself.  The bible says “If you hold to my teaching, you are really my disciples. Then you will know the truth, and the truth will set you free.”  But there are a lot of  times that I do not want to hear the truth, because I think a more common phrase "The truth hurts" seems to be more fitting.  I don't know about you but I will ask for someones opinion, but really what I want is for confirmation either that I look good, or my choices are right, or whatever the case.  Sometimes if someone asks me for my opinion I answer with "my honest opinion?".  What, so otherwise I'm going to lie to them? Hmmm
I'm learning the truth really can set you free, and it does sometimes hurt, but the truth is people who are not afraid to tell you the truth, the truth in love, are the people who are really looking out for your best. Sometimes someone does know better than you or they know a better way to do things. Don't be afraid to listen or to try something new. Check out the video link, it made me think about what I think I know and what I really don't.

Thursday, March 3, 2011

The Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad LIE

This is a devotional I wrote for a friends ministry. It is one I keep coming back to on a weekly basis. Enjoy!

My Confidence comes from others!

This is a Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad lie.

And we all believe it to some extent or another, whether you know it or not!

Do you feel like you need to be beautiful to be accepted? Do you feel like you are too big to be liked/loved?  Do you worry about what clothes you have or don't have? Do you look at yourself in the mirror and like what you see? Do you base your worth on your performance?   Whose standard are you using?

1 Samuel 16:7b
The LORD does not look at the things people look at. People look at the outward appearance, but the LORD looks at the heart.

It is not just young women who struggle with this all women struggle with insecurities, the key is whether we allow them to become us. What we believe about ourselves is a direct reflection of what we think about God.

God created you in his own image (Gen 1:27).
He knew you in your mothers womb (Psalm 139:14-16).
God has a purpose just for you that he longs for you to fulfill (Eph 2:10)
If you look at the verse Eph 2:10 in the NIV it says we are God's handiwork. . . the word handiwork comes from the greek word poiema meaning MASTERPIECE, did you catch that you are Gods masterpiece! Think of what is considered a masterpiece to the world, masterpieces are valued, prized, shown off & protected, and that ladies is what God thinks of you.
Take a moment look up the above verses read them aloud and personalize them.

If you are focused on God, your Creator, then you will not be concerned with the way everyone else does things, you will only be concerned with the way God does things.

Whose approval do you really want? That of changing man or that of a consistant God?

Saturday, February 26, 2011

The light

"To the world you may only be one person, 
but to one person you may be the world."

I was with a friend last week we were talking about friendships and how different some boundaries are depending on the friendship/relationship.  As we talked we realized how thankful we are for each other's friendship and how we have been blessed with other friendships that have exceeded our expectations. My friend and I have journeyed through some tough stuff together.  I remember talking to her a long while back and thinking that there was no light at the end of the tunnel. As my life's road has twisted and turned along the way, with victories and tragedies alike, I have come to the point where I can "high-five" my friend across the table, because even though my life isn't perfect I am standing in the light at the end  of the tunnel.

Thanks friends for doing life with me!

Proverbs 17:17 

A friend loves at all times

Wednesday, February 16, 2011

Tribute to Kaleb

I know I haven't blogged in a while, but life has taken over.  With all the snow days and conference days, Gage is just starting to get back in his routine, but I have still learned a very important life lesson from my nephew.  My nephew  is a little more than a nephew to my family he lived with us for a while in his younger years, so there is an investment there.  My nephew, Kaleb had an accident Saturday while wrestling for his high school.  He is a freshman, wrestling varsity so he is pretty talented, and you know I'm not just biased!  Kaleb's accident broke his neck and caused a stroke, his life is changed.  Thankfully he is not paralyzed!! His dad and him prayed before that match for Kaleb's safety, Kaleb sees his prayers as answered, God kept him from being paralyzed. This is one of the lessons I learned, to see the blessings in a chaotic, messy, painful situation. I'm not very good at seeing this some days. The other lesson I learned from my nephew is to be thankful for the little things, the things we take for granted everyday.  I have a friend that sometimes when I'm getting down says "well at least you can wipe your own butt" She's right! After seeing Kaleb scratch his nose and saying "man its good to scratch my own nose" I will never be the same.  Thanks Kaleb, I love you so much and am so proud of you no matter what you do. God is good all the time.

1 Thessalonians 5:18 

18 give thanks in all circumstances; for this is God’s will for you in Christ Jesus.

Thursday, February 3, 2011

Conversation #2

Last week I said I had two conversations with my children, but I only told you about one of them. The second conversation was with my daughter, we were talking about school and she was telling me who she sits beside in one of her classes.  I knew this other girl and we were talking about some of the things going on in this young women's life. I say to Jaden "You should invite her to the next outreach at church." Jaden was a little hesitant, and I continue, "if we won't reach out to those we know, how can we reach out to those we don't?"

Did I just say that?? How many times in the last year have I reached out?   Hmm I hate being convicted, especially when I'm trying to teach my kids a lesson. I need to put my money where my mouth is.  I'm trying to practice what I preach, unfortunately this week, some things were canceled due to weather.  But I don't need to wait for a special outreach at church, I need to get out of my comfort zone sometimes and reach out in my daily life.

Matthew 5:16 

In the same way, let your light shine before others, that they may see your good deeds and glorify your Father in heaven.

Sunday, January 30, 2011


This week was a little chaotic with all the doctor and dentist appointments, sick kids, and just our regular schedule. I had a couple of times this week when conversations with my children ended up in conviction to me, not because of what they said but God speaking through them.
The first conversation was with my little guy on the way to pick up sissy from school, I had asked him if he wanted to listen to a cd, his response "mommy let's turn everything off and sit in the quietness of God." This totally hit me like a ton of bricks. Here is my 5 year old speaking wisdom of a seasoned Christian, but unfortunately not from my example. We are so used to the noise these days we forget what quietness is, to sit and be still seems like such a chore. But we did, we turned everything off and just sat in the quietness. It was wonderful, for one Gage was quiet, but also to just let my thoughts be, whether it was in prayer or just thinking. My thoughts were mine, not someone else's I was not bombarded with music or talk, I was responsible for my thoughts. I'm not saying listening to music, talk radio, or watching tv, etc, is all bad all I'm saying is sometimes we just need to "sit in the quietness of God"
Psalm 46:10a
Be still and know that I am God.

P.S. the 2nd conversation is for another day!
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Tuesday, January 25, 2011

Someone say Doctor????

Yesterday was full of doctor appointments, 3 to be exact, a dentist appointment, and one child home from school throwing up.  I was so thankful to have my husband working from home to help.  One doctor appointment was routine for son to have his medicine checked but with a little twist we had forgotten about, we have to have blood work done this next week to check on insulin and thyroid. Not a big deal really, but if I think real hard or dwell on it ever bad possible circumstance comes to mind.  Same with my doctors appointments yesterday.  They were able to rule things out after a few common lab tests, but no solution, so tomorrow is doctor appointment number three for me and hopefully an answer, but until then the doctors words swirl around in my head, could be not a big deal or could be a really big deal.  The news from the dentist that I have a infection in my gums and need a root canal really didn't seem like such a big deal.  Even in the midst of running around. I was able to love on my sick daughter and bring her lunch in bed and just let her sleep and read.  With everything in one day you would think I would be a pile of mess on the floor, but God knew what he was doing, he kept me busy.  He had my daughter sick so I could focus on her, my husband working from home to take some of the burden, and He had a car ahead of me with the license plates Phil 4:6 on them.  Here's that verse "Do not be anxious about anything, but in every situation, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God." 
and if you continue to read verses 7-9 this is what it says " 7 And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.
 8 Finally, brothers and sisters, whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable—if anything is excellent or praiseworthy—think about such things. 9 Whatever you have learned or received or heard from me, or seen in me—put it into practice. And the God of peace will be with you."
I do have a peace with all that's going on, I have to practice daily to not be anxious, to not let my mind swirl around with possibilities but to focus on what is praiseworthy and to put God on the Throne. 

Friday, January 21, 2011


I've been thinking a lot about friendships. My daughter complains that she doesn't have very many friends since she switched schools, but I can't remember a weekend she hasn't been invited to something. My son makes friends everywhere where he goes, he has the "pirate" friend he met at the storage unit, the fed-ex friend, the dominoes friends from the Y, & his inanimate friends like "lampy" & "boardy". So you can imagine his disappoint when he came to me and said " I can't wait to be old enough to be on Facebook,so I can have lots of friends" and I say " when you get old enough for Facebook it probably won't be around." Non stop sobbing occurred and we invented the "facebook" he would have when he was old enough.
But that got me thinking. How many friends do you have on Facebook? How often do you get online to check the status of your "friends"? How many of us keep up with friends on Twitter? Don't get me wrong I love Facebook, I post everyday & its been great for re-connecting with old friends. My thought isn't just about online friends, but our physical, touchable, breathing friends, that we have coffee with, go to the movies with, have playdates, or call on in an emergency. My thought you see is how often, how much energy, and time I put into making sure these friendships remain "in good standing" and how often I put my friendship with God on the back burner. I know with all my heart how blessed I am with the friendships I have and know without a shadow of a doubt that they were/are given to me by God. So why don't I always spend the time with the giver? We all have our excuses, but one thing I do know, when my Friendship with the Creator is the most important relationship, all my other friendships are great too.

Jeremiah 17:5-8

CHECK OUT: Phillips, Craig & Dean video on YouTube "I am a friend of God"

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Wednesday, January 19, 2011


We went to McDonald's Playland Monday, to meet with a friend and her son. Our goal, to sit and watch the boys play while we sit and chat and enjoy adult conversations. Ha! Since there was no school due to MLK day I think every other parent on the west side of Wichita had the same idea.  No seating in the play area, barely any seating in the whole place. We ate quickly to get the boys playing. Went back to the play area where there was standing room only.  I thought driving a bus of 72 camp kids was loud and chaotic, that had nothing on this event.  Kids of all ages screaming, crying, laughing, pushing, pulling, well you get the idea.   My autistic son had a melt down while trying to go across the swinging bridge. He starts yelling "Everybody stop, so I can try this!" I overhear comments from parents about not controlling my son, but I'm getting used to that.  I go over to my son say take deep breaths, he then starts running across the bridge using his quick deep breathing and saying "get out of my way, get out of my way!"  but to see the joy and excitement as he made it across was priceless.  My friend's son was younger and having a hard time getting up into the play area, it was so sweet to see not only my son, but many other older children seeing that he needed help and doing so.  At one point my son became very overwhelmed and had to be put in a "hold" to keep him from hurting himself or others. A parent sitting next to me says, "don't let him get away with it, when he's 13 its going to be worse." I just let it be, but then he says "its always interesting to me to see how mom's try to reason with their children" I finally said "things change a little when your child is on the autism spectrum" and turned back to my son and working on calming him down. The man says "now that makes since, I'm a retired child psychologist, and now see that what you're doing is a result of education on your part. You are the parent that has realized things don't quite fit the "norm" and will do whatever you need to help your child be a great asset to society some day." I was shocked, I was overjoyed, I was encouraged, I wanted to stay and talk more, I was thankful God had put that man at McDonald's that day.  This was a lesson to me in a couple of ways. First, it's ok for me to speak up about my sons disorder at times,  secondly I need to work on not be offended by what people say, allowing them to display an opinion even if it is uneducated. 
This got me thinking about my spiritual life.  How often am I afraid to speak up about my Savior in fear of being an outcast?  How often do I become offended if I think people won't or don't agree with my beliefs?  My Savior was a servant, he loved people, he brought healing, he gave his life so that I might have mine.  Is this what I convey to those around me? I hope so, but know I don't always, praise God that everyday is a new day and a good day!!!!

Monday, January 17, 2011


My dad was diagnosed with "picks" disease around a year or so ago. Picks is kind of like Alzheimer's but from what I understand it is very aggressive. My dad turned 67 in late November. I miss my dad tremendously, but he's still with us.  It just amazes me and hurts me at the same time how much has been taken from my dad in such a short period of time.   The funny thing is I think God gave me a few years with my autistic son, before my dad's diagnosis so I would be a little prepared for the idiosyncrasies of someone with mental issues. I never would have imagined a few years ago when we first started learning about my son and ways to help him, that ultimately it would help me deal with my dad as well.  The hardest part about it being my dad, isn't that he doesn't remember the little things, it's that he doesn't remember us. He remembers my husband as a good friend of his, and me as my husband's wife, but not as his daughter.  Crazy how the brain does that.
My dad wasn't perfect by any means, but he did the best he knew how. I hope my kids will say the same 0f me. My dad taught me to work hard, he taught me the value of a dollar, he taught me how to laugh. I love my dads smile, both his goofy one and his real one.  I love that he would say no matter how big I got i still had a bony butt! Even the days when he was unemployed from what he loved to do(teaching) he still worked to provide as best he could for us.  Nothing will ever take the place of the drive home when I would pick him up from work from the evening shift.  I miss my conversations with my daddy.  I wish we had more, but am so thankful for the ones I had. He recognized my voice for a few seconds the other day, both joy & sadness in such a short conversation. Never take today for granted, God gave this time to you for a reason. Do SOMETHING with it.  There are people out there who need you, they may not know they need you, but please please be willing to stop, look, and listen for ways you may meet the needs of others.

Colossians 1:3-6
 3 We always thank God, the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, when we pray for you, 4 because we have heard of your faith in Christ Jesus and of the love you have for all God’s people— 5 the faith and love that spring from the hope stored up for you in heaven and about which you have already heard in the true message of the gospel 6 that has come to you. In the same way, the gospel is bearing fruit and growing throughout the whole world—just as it has been doing among you since the day you heard it and truly understood God’s grace.

1 Thessalonians 4:7-12

7 For God did not call us to be impure, but to live a holy life. 8 Therefore, anyone who rejects this instruction does not reject a human being but God, the very God who gives you his Holy Spirit.
 9 Now about your love for one another we do not need to write to you, for you yourselves have been taught by God to love each other. 10 And in fact, you do love all of God’s family throughout Macedonia. Yet we urge you, brothers and sisters, to do so more and more, 11 and to make it your ambition to lead a quiet life: You should mind your own business and work with your hands, just as we told you, 12so that your daily life may win the respect of outsiders and so that you will not be dependent on anybody.

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“Any man can be a father, but it takes a special person to be a dad”

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Saturday, January 15, 2011


I love to read, I always have a books overflowing from my nightstand. I have books piled in my favorite reading spots. I have book shelves in the open for all to see my books, I have bookshelves in the closet with books on them. I do sell books online, so that may be helpful or not! The good thing, my kids love to read. I was cleaning out under the sink in my daughters bathroom, I found 11 books! She is the kid who we ground from reading. My son loves to read, yes he can read some, but really loves to be read to. When he comes home from school on library day, we read the book ASAP. We then have to reread it until it is the day to return it. Don't even think about returning it to the library without reading it. He will pay the fines himself just to make sure the book has been read. Going to the public library, we check out around 25 books each time just for him.(Oh and BTW my husband knows how to read!) I read my son a book the other day about Penguins in poem form, I am going to share one of them here: REGURGITATE Its been one whole hour since I ate. Why is my dinner always late? While you and Mom procrastinate, I might become a featherweight. You know what I'd appreciate? Cough it up Dad! Regurgitate by Judy Sierra I just thought this was really funny and gives you an idea of my personality! My thought for this blog was not just about books and how much my family likes to read, but really about what you and I read, why we read it, and what we do with information we get from reading. I love knowledge. I love to learn, I soak up information, but sometimes I forget to discern. I do research on the internet, but forget sometimes that some articles are opinion, not necessarily fact. Or sometimes its half truth with a bunch of mumbo jumbo. The same is true of nonfiction books, some are very factual, statistical, contain truth about the subject matter. Some are mostly true with the authors opinion sprinkled throughout. some are absolute truth, and thats it. As far as fiction we know it is not truth, but sometimes long for it to be truth. We see the characters as friends or family and sometimes become envious of their lives. My point? No matter what you read take time to discern what is written, take time to think, to really think, about what you're reading and how it may affect you. Your actions taken from what you read could easily affect others around you as well. Recently I took an article as absolute truth, when in reality it wasn't and my actions could have caused some change around our house, by the grace of God it wasn't as bad as it could have been. The only book that can be taken as absolute truth is the Word of God. I don't care if you don't agree, this is my blog, but also because I know the Savior I also know the truth!
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Wednesday, January 12, 2011

snow day

I know I am not the only mother not 100% thankful for the kids being home 2 days in a row. Maybe it's because they have barely been back from Christmas break, maybe its because I grew up in the north and this weather wasn't that big of deal, maybe its because the 5 yr old isn't great with huge change. Whatever it is I am ready for them to go back.
We enjoyed the snow on Monday, made snow angels, "painted" the snow with food coloring, and had a mini snowball fight. Yesterday, we went "exploring" and found icicles to draw with. Today, I needed to get back to "normal". So much for that, I did play Wii bowling, & played dollhouse with bubba, let my daughter be entirely lazy, did some laundry, so I guess the days really weren't bad after all. It is all about perspective. Today was a great day. God is good & we are so blessed.
But they better have school tomorrow!!!!! :-)
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Monday, January 10, 2011


I am not a big believer in New Years resolutions, but I do believe in making change, setting goals, and bettering yourself.  My resolution this year was not to make resolutions, so I guess I have succeeded!  Resolution means to make a firm decision to do something, a steadfastness, maybe even stubbornness.  So how can that really work in the real world?  I make a resolution to read everyday, I am firm in my decision, I am even stubborn in reading everyday. I do whatever I can to get my reading in everyday, but at what cost?  Thats probably why the fitness centers are empty by March, the cost was too much, even if the cost was just getting off the couch and showing up to the fitness center.
 I am learning, with both my children, that I have to resolve every day to be open to change.  To be ready for change. My stubbornness, my steadfastness is in the form of allowing life to be life. To allow the unexpected to happen. To see a perspective I may have not seen. To love each person differently. To treat others beyond what they expect. To even expect difficulty, hardships, disappointments, & frustrations, but not to focus on them. To let them be what they are, and eventually find the good in them.  
Both my children help me do this, one is so laid back, the other is so obsessively self-controlled, I can't help but see the irony.  In every situation, one or the other of them reminds me that Life is Life and I can't control it.

Romans 8:28 (The Message)

 26-28Meanwhile, the moment we get tired in the waiting, God's Spirit is right alongside helping us along. If we don't know how or what to pray, it doesn't matter. He does our praying in and for us, making prayer out of our wordless sighs, our aching groans. He knows us far better than we know ourselves, knows our pregnant condition, and keeps us present before God. That's why we can be so sure that every detail in our lives of love for God is worked into something good.

Saturday, January 8, 2011

Keeping it Simple

Our holidays did not turn out at all as we had planned. Thanksgiving's trip to see "Bammer" was cut short due to flu.  We spent our Thanksgiving keeping temps and food down. Those of us who could keep food down, did enjoy some McDonald's.  It wasn't at all what we planned, but ended up being quite nice, just the four of us hanging out watching movies with the occasional cleaning up of throw up.

Christmas was even less what we had planned. We were to have family come to our house, a total of about 14, not counting us, and not just for one meal, but for days. Due to illness again, this time worse we did not host, and were not able to even join the family for the Christmas meal.  The thing is, it didn't devastate us.  To me it was actually one of the best days of my life.   Not because of where it was spent, but because of what it is about. We celebrated the birth of our Savior in a small room, with a small tree, with very few presents but with the people who mattered most. Our focus was on Christ, not on what we received from each other, we realized for the first time in a long time what Christmas really meant. Christmas is about Christ and Christ alone.  We must live each day focused on the God-head because one day of focusing on yourself and your problems can mean the difference between life and death, either figuratively or literally.

1 Peter 2:24 

 “He himself bore our sins” in his body on the cross, so that we might die to sins and live for righteousness; “by his wounds you have been healed.”