A Reminder That God Thinks of me as an Individual

Here is something I read on a blog. It reminded me of 2^nd Kings chapter 6. It reminded me of many of the precious people the Lord has placed in my life. It reminded me that I am not alone in my experiencing different “races". It reminded me there are others out there who care. I hope it lifts you and I can remember this when I am feeling like I cant go any further. Read and enjoy...

“By the time I got to the last 100+ yards, I was completely overcome with emotion. And then, every now and then I'd hear my name. MY NAME.”

“Turns out some of you who I've never met were there (seriously, how cool are you?). And other people who I knew and stood along University Avenue right at the end to cheer me on and see me finish.”



“Something really interesting happens at the end of a race. You are spent and you want to quit. You might even consider stopping. Or walking the last little bit.”



“But, then you hear the cheers. And you cry. And that brings on more cheers. And then there is no way you are not going to finish...and finish strong. It's a pretty amazing feeling.”“I've thought a lot about that.”



"What would happen if every time you were faced with something difficult," I asked, "you could hear the cheers of everyone pulling for you?""What would happen if every time you stood in the face of temptation, all of heaven cheered you through it?""There is NO WAY you wouldn't get yourself to that finish line. There is no way."“It was a message I've never been able to share before in quite that way. Because I had truly never experienced it before in quite that way. It was one of the sweetest moments ever.”



“We need to be more encouraging of each other. We need to feel less awkward about acknowledging when something is hard. I wish we would allow ourselves to be more vulnerable so we are more willing to ask for support. And we certainly need to cheer louder and harder than any of the other influences in the lives of those we love.”“There is power in the cheers. And that power pushes us to do things we very well maybe wouldn't do otherwise.”“So...find someone this week to cheer on, will you?”

A Day in My Thoughts

There are times as a mother and step mother that I feel I am failing my children. Sometimes I feel like I am doing a great job and there are times like this season where I feel like I am in a dip and can't … or don't quite know how to pull myself out.

Most of the time it feels like I am just going through the motions of being a mother. I get my children ready for the day, I feed them dress them , make sure they dress themselves. If I am lucky my daughter gets her hair fixed, my sons get their hair combed or cut, and I get them off to church.

Sadly I can say there is a lot of time spent in front of the television. Too much to be precise. I justify it by saying it is educational tv. At night I rack my brain with things we could do together during the day, but it seems more often than not none of it happens. I end up nursing the baby, attempting to clean the kitchen, making an attempt to catch up on laundry, cleaning up spills...the list seems to grow.

It seems selfish wanting to do something for myself. Some sort of craft, something to help me feel accomplished.

To complain I know I shouldn't, my husband does so much for me. He gives my gym time. He tries to give me “me” time, but when I actually get it I don't even know where to start, so it turns out I get nothing done. It is like a vicious cycle of sorts. A dear friend told me it the season of life that I am in.

Don't get me wrong. I love watching my children grow. I know there are many mothers out there that would give anything to be where I am. Just at this time I am feeling over whelmed. I become more overwhelmed when I realize that in not to distant of a future I will have all of the time I could ever want on my hands, with children all in school, and then someday married.

I guess my thoughts are, how do I get the most out of NOW? I catch myself wishing it away at times, and then turn to try and hold on with my might and yet my children continue to grow, and the cycle continues to repeat its self bringing on a bit of a different dimension each round.

These are just a few of my thoughts these days that I have been able to put into words.

Little ones...

Last night my baby wanted nothing with sleep. We tried nursing and everything, he simply was not tired. It became apparent to me this was a time I could enjoy him un-interrupted. As I watched him, he discovered his toes, it was so much fun to watch him.

Children find happiness in the simplest of things. Maybe that is why we are instructed to become as children.

Some cues to this understanding are simple observances from my children. My little lady loves to go outside. Her imagination runs rampid outside! She doesn't need expensive toys, she will use a yogurt cup for a flower vase, and she doesn't need expensive flowers, the dandelions work great!

My little man just needs something with Wheels and he can play for hours. And my little guy, all he needs is his toes. I can learn so much from these guys. Now to apply what I have learned.

I need to apologize for my last blog. Life is over all good to me. I have a wonderful husband, darling children, thoughtful too, and I really should not complain. Thank you for your time and support. :)

Hope ya'll have a great day!