Sunday, April 25, 2010

Magical

is one word I would use to describe a Friday evening we had recently. Although, *heavenly* may be more suitable a label for these past few days. Beautiful, engaging, special, memorable, awe inspiring, gorgeous, breathtaking, lovely, mesmerizing, serene, thankful and blessed; all feelings and emotions felt by me that Friday! One of those special times when you wish time would stop or at least slow down! Where you're 'feelin' the love', surrounded by loved ones, friends of sound mind who are united with you in actions and purpose. We were fortunate to be able to attend a Symphony concert in which my husband's friend David plays first violin, while my mom watched our 5 kids. I would liken that evening to a cool refreshing drink after a long scorching day.
Music speaks to me. It moves me. God uses it to change me. Music breathes life into my weary soul and like clay in the hands of a potter, my outlook on life begins to take positive shape again, with divine purpose as I worship and praise the name of the Lord! Desire reappears as I am molded into a vessel more useful once again, newly inspired, with a sense of His permeating joy filling my being. I have always loved music, particularly playing an instrument. Growing up, it was an outlet for my feelings, my frustrations, my victories, along with writing. For quite a time, I have been oddly sidetracked and have withdrawn in ways from these dear loves of mine. I'm not sure why! This past week has been one of utter unrest for me physically, mentally and spiritually. The overwhelming presence of unrest and fear have been consuming my heart and mind. I've been reeling from the pressure of it, paralyzed as it gripped my very soul! I've been sleepless, crying and without energy, desire or inspiration. The urge to submit to depression and curl up in defeat has been knocking at my door, and I have cracked that door open, unwittingly giving in. Running 4 days on a total of 13 hours of restless sleep will do that to a person!!
Recently, with these emotional ups and downs I've been having and the apparent depth of unrest in my life, I felt called to step back from the things that have been taking up my time, the things I would lose sleep over or turn to bright & early in the morning and those things that ruled a lot of my day. I needed to take a step back, pray, take stock, re-prioritize. I decided to take a "break" from face book in particular as well as a couple of other 'things' I would catch myself finding joy in, because it did have several holds on my life and heart and has been indeed holding me back from fulfilling the daily purposes divinely given me. I was taking good care of my family, getting needs met, chores done, doing okay but I was being fed too much worldly food, and not enough of the life sustaining food from my Heavenly Father and it was catching up with me. Instead of continually being socially driven and finding contentment in being a part-of or staking my sense of "belonging" in things of this world, I am instead to find my worth and joy in Him and my relationship with Him. I know I am called to lift my feelings and energy, the cries of my heart, the prayers that well up from within, the melodies that pour forth from my soul onto the keys of my piano, the words and poems that steadily go into my journal up to the throne of my God. Instead of looking to be fed by other's opinions, advice, or even loving words, I needed to come back once again to my Heavenly Father first and foremost, making time spent with Him, in His presence, my priority, letting HIS important words be ALL that I seek... at least for a time. I'm sure I will once again face book, but thankfully, I know I will never be the same. There are SO many other accomplishments I have yet to finish, a higher calling to complete. Thank you, Lord for transformation and the growth and maturity you call us to! I am not going to get comfortable in this life but be constantly growing, though painful at times, improving and moving forward in my walk with Him! And though one thing may be a distraction for one person, it may very well be an other's calling!! That is the beauty of God using each of our various strengths and diversities as well as our weaknesses in the perfect place and to work together for His perfect and sovereign plan.... the plan that He ordained for me from the beginning of time, to carry out daily as I stay grounded in Him.
I have purposed to read more, making sure sweet quiet time comes first, along with prayer. Lots of prayer! As I want to have ALL of my emotional needs met by Him alone. I'm going back to my first loves, writing and playing the piano. I plan to continue pouring the thoughts of my heart out onto paper and into melodies, which are some of the true gifts God has given me to use for Him! Things that speak life to my heart, create longing for Him, praise Him and glory in His ways, are not worldly chatter or being sidetracked by meaningless charades.
I am humbled and truly blessed to know that my Heavenly Father cares enough for me to remind me that I am not called to be normal, average or anything that resembles the goals and triumphs of this world. I am called to go far beyond that and through His empowering Holy Spirit, gracious blood and loving sovereignty, without a doubt, I will.

The Lord's loving kindness is beyond my comprehension, and I am so in love with Him!

After coming to these conclusions, making decisions and accepting this calling on my life, I am wonderfully full and grateful. And although not all of the unwanted circumstances are gone or taken care of, I am full of thankfulness, hope and joy. Inner Rest.

My husband and I were invited to go to a friend's symphony concert recently and it was just one of those life experiences that blows you away. Not because the evening was amazing perfection(although it was close to me!), but the timing sure was. And David, such a sweet gentleman-God used him to bless mine and my husband's heart deeply.
The music was beautiful, as they poured their hard work, dedication and love of music into this concert but the hearts of our brothers and sisters in Christ, and the friends they are and always will be is even more beautiful. It was a touching life event, and the evening struck a harmonious chord in my heart. Bringing me to once again, grab hold of the hope and true rest that we have already been given, and that the Lord freely gives to us, His children.


Here is my main man along with his running buddy, and friend, David! These two are amazingly enough, very distant relatives! And the only way they know this, is because David grew up across the street from my Main man's grandparents in a city 7 hours away from where we live now! His grandpa loves geneology and knows his family tree very well and when David's parents compared family lines with Brandon's grandparents, they were astonished to find where the two families had split off. How crazy small is this world sometimes that both David and my Main man now have moved to the same area, and are friends!?
My husband really enjoys and admires this guy so he must be pretty special!

I had the pleasure of sitting next to my friend, Katie who is amazing in her own musical talents. We hadn't planned it but were very excited to have run into each other at the concert and enjoyed friendly and delightful company throughout the evening. What a sweetie this beautiful girl is! Love her!

My main man and I! This is a man who has loved, protected, prayed for, held up, wiped tears and supported me always but even more so through this past week and all of it's emotional and physical hardships.
What blessings from above, God loves to rain down on us!!
And all of it, I know I do not deserve.
But O, thankfully, that is the way of His overwhelming grace.

Friday, April 23, 2010

ambitious

Exercise and remodelling. Getting in shape and landscaping. Planning Spring and summer visits and vacations and finishing up homeschooling. Blogging and reading more. Sleeping less and eating right...

Am I alone in my multi-tasking binges? Are my lofty intentions too high? Planning. Planning. Planning. Planning.

Spring brings on the go-&-get-em energy I suppose.


Here are a couple of our Spring caused aspirations:

We are planning on remodelling the front entry of our house along with updating the landscaping this Spring. We will keep looks in mind as we go about the process as our 1938 house is due for a more contemporary front entrance but the major factor behind this remodel is to keep water from invading our basement.

When it pours cats and dogs, I mean drenching rain, the kind of rain that comes down so hard on the windshield that you can't get the wipers to wipe fast enough to see through it kind of rain; the street drain just off the corner curb of our yard can't handle the huge amounts of water and it backs way up into our front yard, bubbling over, sending hoards of dirty H2O rushing towards our foundation, reeking havoc on our nerves and our house!

We are determined to come up with a solution, whether or not the city will help us out with the project. After all it is their drain, right?
This type of rainfall only happens once or so every twelve months if at all in any given year. But when it rains, it pours if you know what I mean.



I have also been running my Fanny off this spring! Starting in February my long-time friend, Jenn (fellow mother to many small children) and I decided to start the 'Couch to 5k' program and have made it feasible by coop-babysitting each other's kids. We have been meeting up twice a week for our running escapades. We take turns hauling our kids to each others house and then take turns once again running our program while the other watches ALL of the kiddos.

Kudos to my dear friend Jenn because hey, what's 3 more on top of my five for me to keep track of, BUT 5 more on top of her three? Well, amazingly she handles it like a pro!

We finished that program with flying colors in 10 weeks and have been training for an 8k since then. We have both conquered running 3 miles and running them faster than a 10 minute a mile pace. YAY! In fact just today I ran 3.5 miles in 30 minutes! That's a split time of 8 minutes and 30 seconds a mile!

I recently ran 4.5 miles in 40 minutes... STRAIGHT, BABY! Just to give you an idea of how out of running shape I was, I hadn't put on my dusty running shoes for any amount of dedicated time for, Oh... about 10 years or make that HIGH SCHOOL. I know. Too, too long. I've been pregnant, breastfeeding, overweight, depressed, busy, working, otherwise occupied, lacking prioritisation and many other excuses I'm not remembering at the moment. I look back to February of this year and think about how stinking hard it was to run for a minute straight and I am amazed at how quickly hard work and dedication pays off! We've been hurt, our knees have killed us periodically, we've been tired (as mothers often tend to be) we've been sick, our kids have been sick, it's been raining out and we have STILL pushed through and are better because of it. It just feels good to have something to be working towards.

Jenn and I are excited and nervous at the same time to be signed up for a 5k race this May. It's the shortest runner's race out there but it's a start and who knows... maybe a full blown marathon isn't that far out of our adventurous reach.

A heartfelt thank you to my dear running partner, fellow mother and sister in Christ, Jenn.


I couldn't have done it without you!

Thursday, April 22, 2010

not so little

My baby is not so little anymore. That makes me slightly sad. Momentarily. Then I move past the melancholy and enjoy the moment. This dear precious present season of life.

She is growing like all kids do. FAST!

My fifth blessing is not only crawling but now pulling up to standing on everything and all moments of the day. And she's quite tickled pink about it!


She is 10 months old now.

Loves to suck her pointer finger.

Eats banana just about every meal.

Is very impatient.

We love her dearly.

"Hi", "dada" and a string of unpronounceable, non-understandable words are all a part of her vocabulary these days.

We call her our little 'organic' baby, baby girl, and ella bean.

She's her mama's girl.

From completely breastfed for her first 7 months of life to solely on the bottle as of a week ago it has been a long transition.

Mama has had a harder time with that transition, I believe.




This little girl is gem in my crown. Gleaming brightly, beautifying my days and filling an otherwise vacant hole of unwitted loneliness.


What a blessing you are little girl!

You complete our family.


We thank the Lord for you always.

Wednesday, April 21, 2010

Of which I rant and rave

Oh, how prideful I am!
How often I seek recognition from marred humans or to be applauded for my earthly good fortune from sinners!
Am I so much different from anyone else? Does everyone tend to think they have the best of things, the hardest of situations or the strongest of honest and true love?
I think we are all more alike than we would venture to honestly say.
Oh, how lovely a hug in private company.
Or exchanging of secret handmade love notes.
How delicate a whispered adoration;
or the look of pleasure and longing in a loved one's eyes.
What has happened to our display of affection? Has it become only for show?
As if we have to prove ourselves or our worth to others!
Those pleasant gifts done in intimate secrecy are far more precious to me than a thousand "I love yous" plastered on a billboard for the world to see.
For it was done not for satisfaction, applause from others or a pat on the back (or a "like" from facebook "friends")
but humbly done by my loved one for me in the view of our Maker only and for far greater rewards from above.
Let's not flaunt love and make it cheap, ordinary and for show!
How lovely the bond strong enough between two individuals to be steadfast in motion, secure in foundation, holding strong to character, with not the slightest needy of notions, the silly urgency to be reassured every moment, or the weak wavering of faith in what has already been expressed and needing proof to feel it again. How tiring the act of being swayed like a tree in the wind, giving into every insecure whim.
Let's believe. Have faith. Hold onto. Live. Cherish. Love. Protect.
True love needs no affirmation. It just is. It just is. True love is steadfast and immovable. It isn't fed by "need", selfishness or proof.
When life becomes a show, anything real slowly ceases to exist. And the perception and definition between the two becomes obscure. It is sad to be witness to such things... it makes me long for passage back to simpler times-or to be able to fly ahead to heaven's waiting arms. To leave these worldly struggles in the dust and be thrust ahead into perfection.
Privacy is still needed and the protection of it, so crucial.
Show love off? No! Flaunt it? No, I say again.
Love each other. Sacrifice pride. Share hearts in a personal and intimate way! Find true identity in Christ and Him alone!
I am content in pleasing His and my lovers eyes alone! Not in parading my every blessing and good fortune in life and love for all to see.
This is why I tend to abhor facebook, which is the biggest culprit of all in this!! It becomes seemingly a game, a competition of sorts, a SHOW.
How silly!
I take pride in Christ; I stand firm in Him. I find my complete worth in HIM.
For in the end, recognition and satisfaction, through the blood of Christ, in the eyes of our Lord God, is all that will matter... and everything else was just for show.
Yes, we are all the same. We're all imperfect humans. We all long to be seen. For other's to know we're loved and adored. We ALL are. We all have good things, bad things and all that there is in between. This I know: Jesus loves us all specifically and individually. I'm so thankful for my intimate Savior and the selfless gift of love He's bestowed on each of us.
Change my heart, O God.
Lord, I find my worth in you today!
I'm so thankful for your perfect love.
I'm so sorry if this resembles a ranting rave, but this is my blog for Pete's sake and I did give myself permission first. {smile}

A devotional review

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Among others, I am reading through this riveting little devotional this year-A Gentle Spirit compiled by Ashleigh Bryce Clayton. It is a GREAT book with a diversity of reminders for your Christian walk as a woman. It's chock-full of stories from fellow sisters in Christ such as Amy Carmichael, Joni Eareckson Tada, Corrie ten Boom, Stormie Omartian and many many more, plus daily verses from the Bible, excerpts from biographies and books both classic and contemporary... every time I pick up this devotional it blesses my heart to see into other women's lives and the lessons they have learned, the hardships they have lived through. They share ways to live out practically, the truths from God's Word. It's convicting and encouraging at the same time.
A handy plus is that each page is dated! I absolutely LOVE the journaling aspect of this devotional as well. On each and every page it has a section just to write down thoughts, prayers, answers to prayer, daily struggles, people in my life who need to be prayed for... whatever God speaks to me at the moment or things that are on my mind and heart. It is amazing to read back through your journal later and be blessed ALL over again as you see God's sovereignty and grace was working in those areas of your life; answers to prayer. Growth. Maturity. A change of heart. Lessons learned. Peace found. A season passed. Praise. A thankful heart. Forgiveness. A promise kept. A gentle spirit.

It's a great devotional along side your everyday Bible study, or perfect for a quick nap-time pick-me-up halfway through your day and makes a wonderful gift!
I love it. I think you will, too!
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