Cars, Monster Trucks and Strawberry Shortcake?

What a plan I had…really I did! It was a good plan…to take my 3 boys age 7, 4 and 2 shopping for two little friends birthday gifts….girl…friends…

So we buckled up and drove off to find some “girly gifts”.

We don’t shop frequently for unnecessary items…but of course that doesn’t end the ever-present desire for “I want this Mommy”, I wish I could have that Mommy!

I gave my speech on the way to the store…the typical one and also the speech I give when we are on our way to shop for someone…other then us…

“Boys…now listen up…we are going to look for some birthday gifts for our friends…we are not to ask for anything for ourselves…nor do we touch anything..and keep your voices quiet…People are trying to shop calmly…Do you hear me?”‘

“Yes Ma’am”…responded my two oldest, and a mild grunt from my 2-year-old…

Upon arrival we all latched hands and walked into the store. The first 5 minutes were relatively successful…but the last 10 a bit of a struggle….

“Mommy look at these monster trucks. We could buy some for our friends birthday! ” replied my 4-year-old.

“Sweetie we are buying gifts for girls, I don’t think monster trucks are want they’ll want.”

Mommy! Look at that car! We could get some for our friends…and us…it would be nice for everyone!”

I stood there thinking” Oh my word…what have I gotten myself into?

Look at this pony…what about strawberry shortcake?Image Detail

My boys have no idea what to buy for a girl…all their ideas don’t apply…way to go mom!”

Then we moved to the gift bags…I asked them to pick a special one for each of their friends…as I was walking down the aisle I realized my two year old had grasped onto a handful of balloons that were blown up and of hanging with strings from the ceiling.

Explaining to a two year old that “No, in fact we cannot buy the balloons even if they make you happy and smiley!”, was not the easiest of arguments to win, but I persevered and we moved on.

While trying to find the perfect gift bag…we seemed to have become entangled in a bit of a balloon mess…I think the clerks thought that the circus had come to town and was shopping in their store.

As we were walking I spotted the detergent isle..I needed clothing detergent…I suddenly heard my 7-year-old say “Mommy, why are you buying something for yourself?” Remember? We’re not buying things for ourselves today.

Are you kidding me…I thought!

He truly thought it was for me…How funny! I had to explain…”Do you know what this is? It’s to wash our clothes…all of our clothes, for our whole family.” “Oh,  sorry Mommy, I didn’t realize”.

So, regardless of the craziness of our small shopping trip , the boys were very well-behaved (Thank the Lord), it was just too much decision-making for one mom and 3 boys to handle.

Although I am now exhausted from this hilarious and hair brained idea of a morning… I wouldn’t take it back.

These are the things that make motherhood so memorable, living in our own little storybook of a life perhaps.

As my 7-year-old said to me the other day ” Mommy, every good story has bumps along the way.” He sure was right.

Attempts at teaching generously and sharing may seem never ending and difficult…but quite frankly I’m still learning too. The more we give, the more we want to give. Giving is better than receiving.  I want to teach that all year round, not just at Christmas. To see someones face light up and spread cheer into their life somehow is priceless. To know that someones heart was made happy from a small gesture of kindness…that’s awesome.

Overall, our trip was successful and gifts were bought. We came home and filled the gift bags and are excited to give what we picked out for our special friends.

So whether your shopping with your kids for Cars, Monster trucks or strawberry shortcake…you can be sure to make memories…and learn some lessons along the way. I’m certain of it!


Ready to Advance…

As the darkness looms overhead with threatening of rain…yes…there are times that life brings the possibility of storms…yet…too often life does bring those storms that threaten the very core of our strength and seek to trouble our faith.Image Detail

Remember as you wake from your maybe  “sleepy haze” or “hurting heart”, although the darkness of this world reaches out to grasp you and take you as hostage…you have the unconditional love and favor of our Lord Jesus.

Come to me, all who are weary and carry heavy burdens, and I will give you rest. ~Matthew 11:28

Our humanness is but fleeting, but our hearts can be forever His. Reject and rebuke the evil of this world. Satan has no charge over you or the life God created if you are made new in Him.

As a final word: Be strong with the Lord’s mighty power. Put on all of God’s full armor so that you will be able to stand firm against all strategies and tricks of the Devil.  ~Ephesians 6 10-11

So many dealing with sickness of mind and body are thrust into a world that pain and constant fear may reside. We need not allow fear to cover our beings. God promises in His Word:

I will be your God throughout your lifetime, until your hair is white with age. I made you , and I will care for you. I will carry you along and save you. Isaiah 46:4

And remember His commitment to us:

He gave His life to free us from every sin, to cleanse us, and to make us his very own people, totally committed to doing what is right. ~Titus 2:14

Regardless of you struggle, remember use what you have to glorify him. In your time of storm you may bless others with the passion for Christ that you have and your willingness to  stand against battle that rages and seeks for the surrender our faith, our commitment and our love for Christ.

Give yourselves completely to God since you been given new life. And use your whole body as a tool to do what is right for the glory of God. ~Romans 6:13

As of late my heart has been in a struggle. Not my faith, but my humanness.

Desiring  for my ability to handle the battle of anxiety to be over and won. I know the status of my struggle is far smaller compared to those hurting around me.

With this in mind, I carry a burden for you who are suffering in any capacity.

Through my own difficulties and trials, (although I so often wish them gone) I know the Lord has used them to soften my heart and create tenderness where there was not. It has opened my eyes to others in so many ways, and brought forth as sense of compassion for  hurts others carry.

Whatever your struggle, pray for healing certainly…but also pray that along the way he will strengthen you and prepare for whatever is to come.

I pray that today,, whatever struggle is before you…you are prepared to advance…ready yourself wearing the Helmet of Salvation(John 14:6), grasping tightly to the Sword of the Spirit(God’s Word, John 1:14)…guarding yourself with the Shield of Faith (Gal. 2:20), wrapped at the waist with the Belt of Truth (John 14:6), covered with the Breastplate of Righteousness (Matt. 5:6), and the Sandals of Peace strapped to your feet.( Eph. 2:14-15).

They Have My Heart…

There is something truly precious,  a treasure that is discovered within the Motherhood of raising boys.

The bumps, bruises and scratches…the noise that happens..that is created by their very presence…

Dressing like cowboys…trying on different hats…wanting to wear the hat the other brother has…crying about the hat…


wrestling…playing…someone always gets hurt…crying again…angry but for a moment

forgiving…hugging…the beauty that happens…


Big wheels…scooters…rock collections…dirt…mud…baths…


wants a snack…wants a hug…wants another hug…pick me up please Mommy?

Wants to read…reading to each other…sitting side by side giggling at the funny story…

the bond…the joy…to see this treasured and amazing sight…

the sweetness of brothers…brotherhood…


it’s positively lovely…

what a blessed life I’ve been given

to watch…to learn…to grow..

while raising three little boys…

that have captured my heart…

that have my heart

and always will.

Sowing Seeds…Growing Beauty…

The time has come again…the time of sowing seeds…put deep in the soil…watered and fed…ready to stretch up high out of the dark dirt and become something.

Our Garden has been a process of thought. Picking and choosing the right seeds, so many types of tomatos…peppers…so many vegetables…so many choices…our family has enjoyed this time of learning and planting…readying our seeds as they germinate indoors…then to be transferred to grow big and tall in our garden…

Our strawberries were planted last year in the beautifully constructed raised beds made by my husbands hands. He concerns himself with perfect dimensions and the look of rightness all around.

After Summer was over and our strawberries had exhausted their growing effort, straw was laid over top to provide protection and preparation for the following summer to come.

Without a single hand put to work, just this week…strawberry plants have been rising from their bed of dirt and blanket of straw.

Once uncovered, the beauty of green leaves ready to take on the Seasons of Spring and Summer and its hot sun have begun the growth that within a few weeks will have little fingers picking the fruits of their labor.

And from those little fingers to the mouths of little children that will cherish the sweet scent and taste of homegrown strawberries. Excitement fills the air when the food is ready to pick.

I, like the strawberries in our garden, am grasping to the sky, desperate for growth and desiring to become something beautiful!

Spring is  here…the grass is greener, the season is warm…and sweet…refreshing…some showers watering the earth…

I want refreshing…I want to continue to grow daily in the Lord…to become something beautiful…to make Him proud of His creation. To be planted deep in the Word of God like the seeds in the soil…to be ready to sprout at a moments notice…like a plant readying itself for it’s season.

To reach up out of the dark…through the struggles that attempt to cover us and be bright and beautiful in His eyes…to grow…to be new…with every breath  I breathe…

I want the seeds that the Lord has planted in my heart over a lifetime to grow and desire to be and know more through Him.

Celebrating the Resurrection Together…

For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life.

John 3:16

After finding this lovely idea on Pinterest, my boys and I tackled this project together this week. We are anticipating the growth of grass from the seed that surrounds the crosses.

It is a fun was to remember Jesus’ sacrifice for us, and celebrate the Risen Lord.

I encourage you to find ways to place a family focus on Christ and His willingness to save us from our sin.

For children, creating and using their hands is a great way to make an impact and set the stage for great questions to be asked and appreciation and thankfulness to be developed as they learn the truth about Salvation.

This is a fantastic way to open their eyes and hearts to the Cross.

 The website I got the idea from was:

A Full Plate…

A rush of excitement…the joy of
service…the pleasure of creativity…the satisfaction of a completed task…a job well done…I so enjoy these feelings and stirs of emotion that I receive when a opportunity arrises that I

may use my gifts for the Lord . Although fulfillment comes from these times, I find myself realizing I’m overcommiting myself beyond my capability or calendar.

As a Stay at home Mother and Homeschooling parent it is easy to over commit very quickly. It seems that since I am at home most of the time that it should be possible to do many other things. My heart jumps for joy when I get the chance to help out in a creative fashion, or offer my time in some helpful way. I find myself creating projects for myself to do when really the time isn’t available, I just desire to do them. Unfortunately, that’s when the truly important areas of focus start to blur and I discover I’m not super woman. It isn’t possible or practical to pile on more projects or commitments than humanly possible. Not only that, my home and family suffer when my heart isn’t beating in their direction and my brain waves are all over the map.

What I have come to realize in the past few weeks is the my life had become similar to a buffet line…

A large plate…so many wonderful food choices…so hard to choose….so I end up filling my plate completely and half way through eating my meal I discover the challenge is far more than I can conquer. My eyes were far larger than my stomach…

As it goes with my life…I see a chance to do something…too many somethings…And what comes with that is that everything gets half done…and possibly with an exhausted and frustrated attitude…

What kind of lesson am I teaching my boys if I can’t handle my daily schedule and those extras I add into it? I want them to learn how to make good choices and base those choices on what is being done for the Lord, and not what is for self.

Do you ever find yourself running back and forth between commitments on fast forward.

It’s difficult for one’s heart to find an established place in a life that is full of filler … things..activity and motion that provide nothing more than busyness and a tiresome mind.
Take time to weed the garden of your mind. Establish what you can and can’t do…and abide by the guidelines which you have prepared for decision making. Boundaries are healthy in life as a whole.

Pray that the Lord will make clear what he has created you to do and that He will make known the tasks that He has called you to.

Rest in the thought that your plate can be cleaned completely if need be…there are those times that a clean empty plate may be necessary.

I’m looking forward to spending time in the areas I’ve been called to and wait on the Lord’s direction so that I know where to follow Him with each step I take.

No more over flowing and impossible to finish plate for me. If it’s what the Lord commands of me, it won’t be impossible. If it’s not His plan for me, it won’t be on my plate. I pray He will teach me to commit only to what He wants for me and this life He’s created.

The Shadow Of Beauty…

Although times can be dark…gloomy and full of heavy despondency…there is often enough light in each step that you take to create some resemblance of a shadow. That light is not by chance, nor an accident…made with purpose…made by the Eternal…

When you were created it was in the image of the Divine..the Always and Forever…where time matters not…and when you were formed with great reason, value and importance…

there with you…was a shadow..

not a shadow of dark and night…

but a shadow that casts beauty…light….you were made in His image…

We so quickly forget with the poison and ugliness that sin brings to this world…that perfection was once real…no striving for it…no wishing for it… it just was…

Without the possibility of perfection in our lives, we grow close to something…to someone..some to addictions…to sin…others to the redemption, forgiveness…the beauty of the Cross…

Think of that day…where Christ died a horrible death…agaonizing… I can imagine although the storm came and rumbled and shook the earth below…

that their was a

shadow of beauty, spread across the ground below…as the light touched the cross and

caused such a impression…just enough light to create a simple shadow…it was there….real….just as our shadows

are as we live throughout our days…

That same light touches us…created by the Creator..the one and only Lord whom gives light, beautiful light…and a shadow that reflects the beauty of His creation, and His created ones…us…

Live in His Shadow…His Shadow of Beauty and Light…Be warmed by His Love for You…Don’t hide from Him…He loves you more than anyone..



He wants to Save You…

To protect you…to give you His Everlasting Life and Light…