Wednesday, May 21, 2014

Good bye School year 2013-2014

Dear School Year 2013-2014,

You were the first year since the oldest went to Kindergarten that there was only one child in school.  You were semi-kind.  You had your moments.  You had your hurdles.  You had your lessons.  For both of us.  (the junior & myself) But we took those lessons and we learned from them.  But now, we bid you farewell.  We have a big summer to do.  One in which will bring lots of memories I'm sure.  One in which I am sure God has big things in store for.  Because tomorrow at 11:30, it will be begin.  He will be a Senior.  And we will face the ultimate Senior year.  I can't count my chickens before they hatch, but I have a feeling, this Senior year will be BIG!!!! 

Now to you, my all too soon to be Senior, I hope you make these last few moments of your Junior year good.  Because the Senior year awaits  you.  So does Summer 2014. There is no doubt that there will be many, many laughs.  Many, many stories to tell.  Because that is how you roll.  You never fail to make me laugh.  Even when you don't see it.   I know God has big plans for you.  So, lets do this.  Let's finish it & go to the lake!!!!!

Monday, May 12, 2014

Women's Conference: "Finding Acceptance in the midst of sifting"

I am so out of my box with this, yet so excited to be sharing it with you.  For sometime now, God has laid on me,  the idea of our church hosting a Ladies conference.  For once in my life I didn't act immediately.  I have waited.  And waited.  And waited.  I have prayed.  And Prayed.  And prayed some more.  Finally, it was all revealed.  The scripture.  The theme.  The speaker.  And I can hardly stand to wait.  When God revealed the scripture to me, He also gave me three names.  Names of some sweet women that I know on a personal level.  So I started with one.  I told her I had something to run by her.  I wanted her to pray about it & think about it & get back with me.  I shared the idea & she immediately said yes.  Without hesitation.  I asked the second & the third.  They both had the same reply.  Same goes for the ladies that will be leading the music.  Yes!  A song has been dropped in my lap as well.  It has all come together so quickly & perfectly.  It can't be anything other than God.  I believe with everything in me that there will be some women in that sanctuary that have had some hurts.  That have had some struggles.  That have overcome some odds.  There will be women there that need to hear what will be shared.  I have been very hesitant to give the names of these sweet friends of mine, but we all stand in need of prayer for that day.  That God will use them.  Speak through them.  And that those there will be blessed.  It is a first for all of us involved.  They have never done this before.  These three speaking, the two leading in music & me with the final message.  We are ALL out of our box, but willing to do what God is saying.  So without further Ado... Here ya go....

July 26, 2014
Laneview Baptist Church
9:30-2:00 (?) give or take
Free lunch served

Sharing their testimonies:
Natalie Farrar
Joy Cooper
Kelly Croom

Tori Abbott
Kellie Duke

There is no doubt about it, God will be there.  He will move. 
If you, or any ladies from your church want to attend, please message me on facebook.  If you are close enough to me & have my number feel free to call.  It is gonna be great!!!!! We will need a count of those who plan to attend in order to how much to fix for lunch. 
If you can't come, please be in prayer. 
To God be the glory for it all. 

Saturday, May 10, 2014

A Mother's Day

I've pondered the question as to what makes a "good" mother quite often.  I don't have any answers. I once saw a comment that stated "I'm the proverbs 32 woman."  Yep. I know the feeling.  I will be the first to admit, I have no expert advice to give anyone on the subject.  I just know what worked for me.  I won't ever forget the feeling of wondering if I was really pregnant, or the feeling I had as I watched those lines show up on that test. I still remember the phone call to the doc to make an appointment.  And then how we told everyone.  As the lines appeared on that test it was never a question, I loved that baby.  I loved him before he ever was.  We had no idea he was a boy until he made his appearance.  He is so different from his brother.  And likewise the younger one.  I can look back & recall so much of their childhood.  Comments. Mannerisms. Sleep patterns.  Sweet innocent baby boys.  I laugh now.  I will say to you young mama's out there who struggle with whether or not to let those babies sleep in the bed with you..... If you allow it, it won't last forever.  They do grow up.  FAST. And they aren't messed up because they slept in the bed with you.   For those of you who have a daily battle of what clothes to put on them..... Let them wear what makes them happy.  Appearance at 3 or 4 isn't everything.  My thoughts were this....He's clean & happy.  Choose your battles.  Dressing them wasn't a battle I cared to fight.  We look back at old pictures  now & they ask why am I dressed like that?  My answer...because you wanted to wear it.  Don't freak out if your baby isn't potty trained by the time he/she turns two.  They won't wear diapers forever. I promise.   I guess what I am trying to say is let them be little.  Let them be happy. Don't pressure them to grow up.  This world makes them do that quick enough.  Once they reach a certain point in this life, it is mean.  And decisions are upon them.  Decisions that aren't so fun to make.

My roots were established in an old house on a hill.  I stayed with my grandmother in the summer. She was a Godly lady.  A prayer warrior.  A servant of God.  An angel on this earth.  I saw her Bible out on that table many, many times.  I saw her hands folded in prayer many, many times.  She raised my mama & her siblings.  God was present in that home.  She laid the foundation for my mama.  My mama passed it on.  Godly.  Prayer warrior.  Servant.  An angel on this earth.  If I can do half as good as they did, I think I will be ok.  And maybe one day, these two rough boys, will look back & say some, (not all) of these things about me. 

I am so thankful that God entrusted two healthy boys to me.  So thankful that they started out calling me mama.  Then it turned to mom.  And now, some days it's just hey.  But He entrusted them to me.  They aren't all mine.  They are His.  Just on loan. He just let me borrow them.  And I am ok with that.  They both have brought so much of everything to my life.  And although it is Mother's Day & we all tell our mother how much we love her & we thank her, I will first & foremost thank my heavenly Father for letting me be one.