Friday, July 15, 2011

A big FAT break

Hello, friends- whoever you may be. I know it's been a LONG time since I've blogged. After my mom's death, I've just felt so unmotivated to blog much of anything. And right now for me it's falling under the category of "things I'm behind on or an area I'm failing in." SO, I will extend my blogging hiatus for longer. I've stopped blogging and my husband has started. Go figure.

The Lord has been good to our family and remains faithful. I'm almost at the 28 week mark of this pregnancy. It looks like we'll be having a little girl, who we are naming after our mommies. I thought about deleting the blog and just quitting for good. However, I know (pretty sure I know, anyway) that I'll get the blogging itch again in the near future :o) Have a blessed and godly day.

Monday, June 13, 2011

Rebekah's baby shower

This past Saturday we celebrated the soon upcoming arrival of Rebekah's baby. This will be their #4 baby boy :o) I love boys! We had a blessed time. Her mother shared an excellent Bible study, we talked and laughed a lot, and we even ate some delicious food ;o)

"Lo, children are an heritage of the Lord, and the fruit of the womb is his reward." Psalm 127:3
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Saturday, May 21, 2011

Happy (almost) 38th bday, Lovebug!!

Today we celebrated my husband Joseph's 38th birthday. His favorite color is red, so we decided to give him a red party :o) On the menu was a sausage/veggie dish, broccoli cornbread, berry punch!, red hots, red velvet cake (Pioneer Woman style) and ice cream. Definitely a yummy and filling meal. The only bad news? He is sick. :( So, he tried a tiny bit of food and had the sweetest attitude. I LOVE MY HUSBAND!! And I praise the Lord for giving me such a precious gift!

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Treasure hunt

A few weeks ago, my husband made up a treasure hunt for our children. They absolutely loved it and had a great time doing it. I love having a creative and fun husband.

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Wednesday, May 04, 2011

A gorgeous day for fun at the park

Today I was feeling rather lonely and was going to post on Facebook, "does anybody want to do anything today?" Then I (and my sister Grace) figured it sounded a bit too desperate and there is no telling what kind of comments I would get from such a crazy entry (or none at all, which probably would've mad me sadder). ha!

So, I rounded up my babies and headed to the park. With my trusty camera. Since my mom died, I have lost a lot of the zeal I once had to take pictures. It's just not as important to me anymore. I've missed it in some ways. Photography is something we would do together, so that's probably a big reason.

But, I've been reading up more and more on photography and learning a few things. I'm once again inspired, I guess you could say :o) And that makes me happy. And so do these children the Lord has blessed my husband and me with. What JOY they bring to my life. Almost daily (it should be daily) I ask the Lord to help me be a patient and loving mother to my children. I need God's grace and help every day of my life and at all hours! I fail quite often, more often than I'd ever want to admit. Suffice it to say- I am BLESSED!

After the park we got Little Caesar's breadsticks for lunch. Buy one get one free. YUM! Hope you're also enjoying this beautiful weather that the Lord has given us! It's.....NAP TIME!! One of the most wonderful times of the day :o)
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Sunday, April 24, 2011

Good times in Tulsa :o))

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Jadon Michael- 16 months

This boy warms my heart like craZy. He is so much fun! AND, he's super snuggly!

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Wednesday, April 20, 2011


Grief is a strange thing. It's as if it's a vague feeling/notion/experience that kinda floats around and hits you at times you expect and at times you least expect. There's really no nailing it down.

I thoroughly miss my mom. And I know pretty much everyone has somebody (or somebodies- word??) that they miss. I just plain old miss her presence. Her joy. Her life. Her visits. I miss knowing I could call her at almost any time and get instant fellowship, encouragement, counsel, love. I'm sure I've said it before but nobody but nobody loves like a mother loves. My mom cared for me in a way that no one ever will again on this earth. She cared for my soul, for my testimony, for my role as a mother and wife. And she absolutely showed me. ALL THE TIME.

So, of course I'm hurting. How could I not be?! Sometimes I (foolishly) wish our relationship would have been a 5. Not a 1 where I'd have horrible memories, and not a 10 (which it was) where I'd have TONS of memories that hurt so painfully. Just a 5. Not too bad, not too good. Yeah, that certainly was not the case. It was "too good," and I thank the LORD for the time I got to spend with that godly, selfless lady I was privileged to call my mom.

I was blessed today reading Spurgeon's morning devotion from "Morning and Evening." Here's a quote from it that I like: "The distance between glorified spirits in heaven and militant saints on earth seems great; but it is not so. We are not far from home- a moment will bring us there."

How true it is! In the pain of not having my mom on this earth, I believe I've been extremely blessed with a gift. It's the gift that eternity is more real to me. Eternal life with Christ is much sweeter. It's in knowing all the more that:

Only one life, yes only one, Now let me say, “Thy will be done”;
And when at last I'll hear the call, I know I'll say 'twas worth it all”;
Only one life,' twill soon be past, Only what's done for Christ will last.
C.T. Studd

Help me, precious Lord, to live my life for you. Please teach me, guide me, help me. Help me not to grieve in an ungodly way. Please continue to comfort my hurting heart or others who are hurting also. I pray you would open my eyes to others who are hurting around me. Show me ways to help and minister to them. I pray my life would be pleasing to you. I fail SO often. Help me not to stay there, but to know how sufficient your grace is every single day of my life. Thank you for loving and saving and keeping me. I look forward to spending eternity with the One who paid the awful price for my sins.
In Christ's name,

Friday, April 15, 2011

Ten things I've learned in hotel living

I'm sure most you know (through facebook) that while we were on vacation, we got a call from our neighbor telling us that water was coming out of our garage. Not the funnest news to receive when you're hundreds of miles from home. We've been living in a hotel since we got home and here are some things I've learned:

1) there's nothing quite like homemade food. Yes, it's very nice to be able to eat out whenever we wish to and have it paid for, but I miss cooking

2) It's hard and NOT FUN to keep kids quiet all the time. for everyone involved.

3) Housekeeping (or room service) is nice.

4) Housekeeping (or room service) is sometimes wasteful. We don't need fresh towels every single day. I promise!

5) no matter where our family is- that's home

6) Our oldest 2 are non-stop about CANDY! (which is readily available near the front desk) and the elevator buttons

7) not all hotels are created equal

8) having a non-smoking room doesn't necessarily mean that you won't smell smoke and lots of it

9) kids do eventually fall asleep at nap time and bed time :o))))

10. We.are.spoiled. like crazy.

What an adventure!

Thursday, March 03, 2011

If I could write...

a letter to my mom, here is what it'd say:

Dearest Mom,

Wow, do I ever miss you. You're in heaven now for all of eternity. What is that like?? Praise the Lord I will know someday and we will worship our Lord together. for ever. perfectly.

I know I cannot communicate with you and I don't wish to. It's just that when you're used to speaking to someone nearly every single day for your whole 31 years of life, it's extremely hard when that line of communication comes to such an abrupt stop. never to return again.

This earth is definitely more of a lonely place without you. As I'm writing you, my tears are just spilling out of my eyes. As I've thought about this letter, I've had thousands of thoughts running through my head. You made such an impression on my life and I've learned so much from you.

From what others tell me and from what I know first-hand, your life was surely not a waste. The day of your funeral was one of the happiest days of my life, I guess partly because I know it (the day of your death) was THE happiest day of yours. Your faith became sight. You found Him whom your soul loved and lived for- the One you strived to know.

There were many hard things after your death. One of them was calling to cancel your next heart appointment. Nope, you didn't need to be there for that one! Another one was clearing out all your belongings and finding new homes for everything. I had a lot of help with that, thankfully.

I am in the process of making a slideshow of some pictures I took of some of the last days of your life. Along with the pics, I bought a song from Itunes called I will rise to go along with it.By the way, I'm able to make slideshows now because I got a new computer and high speed internet :o)

My kiddos miss their Emmie. They still talk very endearingly about you. Lord willing, sometime in October, we will add another car seat to our minivan. If it's a girl? Emmie Jean- after my and Jody's beautiful mothers. The Lord has blessed us once again with conception. We are all so excited. I missed not being able to tell you. You were my biggest fan in that department!

One thing that has amazed me about your life is that you never really had anyone close to you die, other than your miscarriage. Wow. Your death has been my first major death to deal with. I've never experienced anything like it. not even close. I'm able to see your sweet mommy about every other day. It's so surreal knowing that she is my mom's mom. I think that is partly why I just love her so much. I see you in her. And I guess it makes me feel closer to you. She doesn't say much, but she does tell me she loves me. I sometimes talk about you to her. I'm not sure how much she understands, but I'm pretty confident she misses you. Some visits we have, she just breaks down and sobs. I sob right along. We both miss you.

I always thought that Dad would make it to heaven before you. Probably mainly because of his asthma and all the ER visits y'all had to make together. He said you beat him in (almost- not basketball or tennis) everything here on earth, so it's only fitting that you should beat us to heaven. I like that! Praise the Lord- Dad's health seems to be really good. I've seen the Lord work so evidently in his life. He has truly been a Comfort to Dad. What an awesome thing to see.

The other day I got a card from Misty in the mail saying that this pregnancy was "something to sing about." It reminded me of you and the cards you'd send me. I saw that yellow envelope and was flooded with emotions.

I'll close with a few thank you's :

Thank you for being committed to God while on this earth. Thank you for the testimony and the good name you left behind. You could have left millions of dollars and it would have never compared to what we were left with when you died. Thank you for your faithfulness to your church and to your dear husband. Thank you for birthing me and teaching me about God. Thank you for your countless prayers for me and others. I have your journals, which I cherish. Thank you for caring for my soul, for teaching me what matters in this fleeting life. Thank you for sending me and Jody to get brown sugar (when I'm sure there was lots in the cabinet). He continues to bless my life and is a godly, diligent, faithful man who loves me like crazy. I love watching him as a father.

Until we meet again,

ps. your favorite verse made it onto your headstone
pps. I could've written volumes more. I felt like I had to get some tears and emotions out. I know I can't write you a letter really, but I do SO terribly miss our times together. thank you for the life you lived by the grace of God!

Tuesday, March 01, 2011

My Granny and me

I got a new computer!

I got high speed internet!
I'm just posting a pic now...
and because I love my Granny!

Sunday, January 30, 2011

Daniel- not just a child's story

It has been a while since I've read the account of Daniel in the lion's den. I taught our Sunday school class the story this morning. What an amazing story!!! It's found in Daniel chapter 6 and is just 28 verses long. I highly enourage every one of you to read it- now or soon! Daniel was "faithful, neither was there any error or fault found in him." And yet the presidents and princes wanted to find fault with him. Sounds familiar...

"So Daniel was taken up out of the den, and no manner of hurt was found upon him, because he believed in his God."

Love it!

Friday, January 14, 2011

As we have therefore opportunity...

let us do good unto all men,
especially unto them who are
of the household of faith.
Galatians 6:10

As most of you know, my mom's mom- my Granny- lives just a few miles from me, so I'm able to see her quite often. Spending time with her at the nursing home I feel like I'm in a totally different world. I see sad things, happy things, frustrating things, and on one day I saw something that was quite encouraging.

After the residents eat their meal, the ones who are able start their slow trek in their wheelchairs from the dining room back to their own rooms. Even though they are only moving a very short distance, it still takes most of them a LONG time. As I was sitting with my Granny, I noticed a resident was stuck and just couldn't keep moving by herself. She was quietly struggling to move, but was not having any success at all. The next thing I knew another lady came along (slowly, of course) in a wheelchair and gave this resident a little push. Then wheeled to catch up and pushed her again. This cycle continued. Push, catch up, push, catch up.

In this, the Lord taught me even if I'm hurting (in a wheelchair, so to speak), I can still help others. I don't know a single person who has not felt some kind of pain or who has not suffered loss of some sort. We all have hurts. We all need encouragement in this life.

It would have been much easier for me if I would have just gotten out of my chair and helped the resident who was struggling to move her wheelchair. Instead I was able to witness a beautiful scene of selflessness and thoughtfulness. What a lonely and sad life would be lived if we continually focus on self. Help us, Lord, to open our eyes and see those who could use encouragement and help.

As a side note: after my mom died (it still hurts to write that...) some of the most precious comfort came from those who suffered very great losses themselves. They opened their hearts and poured out their love. I will be forever grateful to these dear people.