Wednesday, June 27, 2012

What Fruit?

How many of you have ever been discouraged when it comes to looking for the fruit of the Spirit in your life? "But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, self-control; against such things there is no law." (Galatians 5:22-23 ESV)                                                            Sometimes I would feel overwhelmed thinking "where is this fruit in my life?" I'm not loving, joyful, peaceful, patient, kind, good, faithful, gentle and definitely don't have self-control.                                But it's when you remember this is not the fruit of the flesh but fruit of the SPIRIT. This doesn't come from me. This comes from the Holy Spirit at work in me. So if you ever see a glimpse of this fruit in my life than you can know. It's not her, it's the Spirit. I love that. 

I would find myself before getting quickly discouraged when I thought about love. Until I realized that once again love doesn't come from me. Love is also a Spirit thing. God = Love. God is the definition of love. I can trust that He will always protect. He always trusts, hopes, perseveres and NEVER fails!!!

Saturday, June 23, 2012

Selling My Soul for Shoes, Well Almost...

My eyes glittered with excitement. I placed the shoes reverently on the counter. I was at a local thrift store and had found a pair of perfect shoes. Crosstrainers. They fit like a dream. I practiced dancing in them. Yep, they worked. Perfect.

You see I'm a huge fan of Zumba. It's been a while since I've been able to participate in my favorite cardio activity at the YMCA. So, recently while at the Y I happened to arrive at just the right time. The class had just started. In my enthusiasm I decided to just jump in.

I forgot one thing. The shoes I was wearing was running shoes. And trust me when I say it's not good to do zumba in running shoes. When your dancing and sliding all over the wooden floor your feet can't keep up. They get stuck. So I hurt myself. I pulled my ankle and the tendon. Aw, dang! Really?! I had to stop after 20 minutes.

I'm not a huge "shoe girl." I mean I like shoes. But I don't adore them. At least not the way my sister did or some of my other friends who are shoe happy.

But I needed cross trainer shoes. Of which I used to hav a pair but managed to misplace one of them. So there I am at the counter nearly giddy with excitement. Our items are on the counter. A few books and other odds and ends.

The lady said, "Are these your shoes?"

"No, I'd like to purchase them." She frowned while looking at the bottom of the shoe.

There was no price. She picked up the other shoe. No price.

"Sorry, I can't sell these to you."

"What?! Can I go get another pair of athletic shoes to price them."

"No, they have to be priced by our team."

"Can I put them on hold?"

"No, sorry."

I was devastated. Seriously, a pair of thrift store shoes threw me out of whack. I wanted to cry. (In my defense, I was emotional due to the crimson tide.) I could barely bite my lip to suppress the tears.

I paid for the other items and walked out the door without looking back. I think I was quite rude. I was so angry.

"Aaagh. If I just wasn't honest. I'm so sick of doing the right thing, the honest thing. I'm tired of doing good. It always seems to bite me in the butt. If I had lied to her I could have walked out with those shoes!"

I know we don't have money to just go get cross-trainer shoes... I was so excited at finding what I needed at a fraction of the normal cost. Didn't God care?! I needed THOSE shoes!!!!

Mike did his best to console me.

As I was harumphing and throwing a tantrum on our way to the car I felt God's voice speak to me. "Wow, hon. You've placed a lot of importance in those shoes, huh?

I was startled. He was right. I had gotten myself so quickly attached to a pair of shoes. I didn't want to give up what I wanted. I wanted MY way!

I thought it was my RIGHT to have those shoes. I was angry because those shoes were withheld from me. My heart was bent out of shape over some shoes. And they weren't even new shoes. I was practically willing to sell my soul for a pair of used shoes!

Mike later told me he imagined that I probably wiped off the wax while practicing my dance moves. At first the thought frustrated me and later it made me laugh. As I had practiced my zumba moves I probably did just that. Oh the irony!

The next day the shoes were still gone. I checked the day after. They're gone. For some reason though it didn't hurt as bad as it did the first time. I was able to breathe and let it go. For whatever reason God doesn't want me to have those shoes.

I'm still praying for some shoes so I can do Zumba but I hope my response would be a willingness to let it go if it's not what He wants for me.

Do you find yourself getting bound up with your things- something you want or something you already have? Isn't it funny how things become so important to us?! Have you ever put a thing over a person?

Do you ever find yourself tired of doing the right thing?


Galatians 6:9 says, "And let us not grow weary of doing good, for in due season we will reap, if we do not give up."

Trying to not give up. I don't want to grow weary of doing good. Asking God to sustain me. But I can't do good. Only He can do good. It is only His spirit in me that enables me to do any good. Resting in His goodness today.

Look forward to telling you how God provides shoes for me. I'm praying for them. God has been teaching me how to pray for my needs. So, yeah, even with shoes... I'm asking God.

Wednesday, June 20, 2012

My sweet boy.

                                                                                         Peter Joel is quite the thinker. He's pretty serious a lot of the time. He does love to smile though and he's great at making his siblings laugh. He loves to ham it up. Once he knows his sister and brothers find something amusing he instantly repeats it. I'm so blessed to have my 5 children. So blessed by their unique giftings and personalities. I am blessed to be their Mama.









Peter Joel, Peter Joel
What do you see?
The world around you
so very interesting.

So much to dream about
So munch to ponder.
Your eyes show it all
They are so full of wonder.

Your little angel face
Your smile so bright
You bring joy to those around you
Your laugh such a delight.

Peter Joel, Peter Joel
Who loves you?
Your Mama! Your Papa!
Your sister and brothers too!


Sunday, June 17, 2012

Glamarous, "Dah-ling."


Libby is my little fashionista. She loves to wear jewelry and headbands, skirts and anything "Fancy". Quite frequently I catch her in one of my dresses and a pair of my high heels with my necklace on and a scarf wrapped around her neck. "Hello, Dah-ling!" Here she is pictured in her veil.We were recently discussing one of her friends at school. She was sharing how that friend was trying to act like Libby- fancy and organized. She went on to say, "she's trying to be all neat and fancy- BUT that's MY ACT!!!"



Friday, June 15, 2012

Pizza.

Mmm. Sometimes it feels like there's nothing better than a warm gooey slice of pizza. A new habit of getting Little Caesar's Hot & Ready $5 pizzas has fast become a Saturday night tradition. Mike and I take our "day off" from Saturday evening to Sunday evening. Part of our 12 week challenge lets us have a day off where we rest from exercise and can eat whatever. So Yum... Looking forward to Saturday night...


Thursday, June 14, 2012

Summer Bucket List

Last Day of School. Summer Ahead of us. Here are some of the things we have planned to do this summer...


Wednesday, June 13, 2012

The Amazing Michael.

Laughs and Smiles. So full of life. I love this boy. He's got a quick temper and an even quicker disposition to laughing.  He's working so hard at talking. He's been making progress with speech! He starts OT this week. 

I love you Michael MacLeod! Mommy is so proud of you!




Winged Baby on the Loose.


 I walked into the playroom not expecting anything out of the ordinary and then I noticed a flurry of pink. Peter was subjected to being the bearer of pink fairy wings. His siblings had strapped them on him and Peter walked around blissfully unaware. My favorite was when he decided to kneel and read his books. This just cracked me up.


reading his books



love that laugh!



Tuesday, June 12, 2012

A Pirate's Life for Me...

This past April the twins , Ian & Michael, celebrated their 4th birthdays in style. Nothing like a pirate theme to kick-off a swashbuckling time. Swords, Maps, Buried treasure and of course cupcakes. A fun time was had by all. Although plans had to be altered due to rain nothing dampened the spirits of these young pirates.
Birthday Pirate #1: Ian
Birthday Pirate #2: Michael




Peter reveling in the party


The pirate captain, Libby.
Michael loves Alexis' snuggles!
Peter is waiting for sweets to be unburied.



No Michael hasn't started smoking. That's a lollipop hanging from his lips.



"Aaaargh!" says fierce Samuel.


A pirate and his sword
A Map Discovered
Nothing like  a treasure hunt to get the blood pumping 
Waiting for Libby to retrieve the next clue... from out in the rain.

another clue...
What's going on?

Looking...
A box within a box...

Pirate's booty!
Great Grandma helps open a treasure bag.