God yet again answered my prayers and thank you to those who prayed with me. All went well and with joy and peace with babysitting our grandbaby. I had asked for prayer because we had seen him only twice in his life and never for long, so we knew it would be quite a shock to him and adjustment for us. He is a very busy little man but we had happy moments and even an ever so brief nap. All is well and God remains constantly and perfectly good!❤❤❤
My secondary love language is encouragement. Gary Chapman in his book The Five Love Languages describes it as “words of affirmation”. My primary love language is quality time. The others are acts of service, gifts, or touch. I spend time with an encourage those I love. A lot, whenever I can. Some people I love are far away so I spend time and pray for them. It’s what I do.
Well, the downside of having a love language is that if people you live with or are married to don’t speak your language, you either have to keep reminding yourself that they speak a different language and still love you or you don’t really feel loved. I feel loved by my kids because we spend a LOT of time together. I spend a lot of time with my husband since he retired also. The secondary language, encouragement, is harder to come by. My daughter is the best at it, thank God, and my son is when his teenage hormones ate not in charge, but my husband could quite literally be the best critic in the universe. He could find something wrong with every tiny thing and suck out every ounce of happiness you might otherwise find in his presence. I brought this to his attention and he was more careful for five or ten minutes, so we are not without hope, but criticism eats me alive and my poor kids too. Horrible stuff, criticism. I strongly recommend staying away from the stuff, it’s like acid eating away at your heart.
Anyway, the point… focusing on Jesus and His Word the Bible encourages me and gives me time with Him. And in this way, I have stayed married to the critic, stayed sane, thrived in my knowledge of the truth of who I am in Jesus, and have taught my kids they are who Jesus says they are and not what any other person on earth says. We are not defined by our sins but by His redemption. I am not my failures but His victory, precious and loved. This is now and will always be true 100% of the time.❤
They may say they want to sleep in. They may say that they don’t want to go. But I can testify that children of all ages still love Sunday School. People are not getting up and going and taking their children quite often. Most of the time they skip it, not finding it worth their time and energy. Christians thinking this way are more wordly than Godly. That is not judgmental but truthful. Kids and adults all need as much truth pumped into us as possible. We need fellowship. We need to meet together. We need to wake up and put God first. We need Jesus more now than ever. He is coming back soon and will remove His true church to keep them from having to go through immense, unleashed evil in this world during the tribulation. We need to be ready. We need to be awake and prepared. Sunday School is part of that. Being together with our church should be a priority. And as parents, we have a responsibility to our kids to take them. They are worth it and God is worth it. Stop the worldly bent. Think Godly. And n if that is hard at first, practice and pray and read your Bible as much as possible. Get passionate about Jesus who was and is so passionate about you. Don’t turn your back on His love, embrace it. Kids love it.❤
Today we combine three of my favorite things… art, children and a party. What is better than that? We will honor my daughter’s anniversary of her birth with little friends and art and a good time. How magnificent! I really believe these are also some of God’s favorite things. I don’t believe he made us to be unhappy and alone. So the fun party goes right along with His intentions for us. We hj on or Him and His design together. And art, God is the ultimate master of. He obviously appreciates diversity, color, uniqueness, textures, all things gloriously beautiful. So obviously art is a celebration of His endless skills and He enjoys it. And of course His heart is children. They are the perpetuation of His creation. They are unique masterpieces of His design and vulnerable so He loves them dearly. So we celebrate our Maker today as we celebrate things He loves and designed so perfectly. This is a beautiful day. Yay!!!!😄❤
So, we took my Mom out to Golden Corral for lunch last Sunday. It was her idea, because it was less crowd (no line) and she likes very few people around (lol) but likes their variety of foods, and one day is as good as the next to celebrate. And she has never been practical with money (learned that from Daddy lol), but she is practical with things like this. And she is right. What is an arbitrary day to celebrate something that is a part of who I am? Yeah, I know, not a romantic notion, but I am proud of my kids, I know I carried them for 9 hard sickly months each and gave birth without meds (rah!), and they are amazing people so I must have done all right so far despite it all. They both love God, love me and are doing great in school and life. Both are artists like me and both musicians now (piano first with theory then whatever they want). One is great at baseball and basketball now and one loves dance. I feel grateful for the opportunity to be these kids’ mommy. I always wanted to be a mommy and I am so thankful God blessed me with my own children. So one day out of the year to say, “Hey, you’re a mom” is kinda weird really. I am really not all that. I do the best I can but I have screwed up a lot and try not to but probably will again some other way. I fight the same balancing blended families act so many also work on. I try to keep everyone healthy but just got over being sick as a dog for not wearing a mask while scraping popcorn off a ceiling and sanding. In trying to make my kids more n independent, I always wonder if I and ignoring them too much. I teach them laid back and calm by exemplifying that mostly at home but teach them anger by erupting when driving surrounded by “idiot drivers”. So many things I do wrong. My kids see the best and the worst of me. But there is some good there, I hope. And in the end, I pray a lot and trust God will fill in for my deficiencies. And if they want to do something nice for me, that is nice but I would rather they obey. Lol Either way, I’ll take it and keep loving them the best way I can, as my mom did for us and her mom did for them and my Daddy’s mom did for them and my amazing Aunt did for them. I really had incredible role models of motherhood. I just hope the good parts carry forward. 🙂 Happy Mommy’s Day!!!!!!!! 🙂
Growing up in Michigan, our school went to skating trips weekly for exercise outings and PE. Sometimes it was bowling, but we preferred skating. I recently realized people still skate in our town after years of not living where people did so. So the kids and I have been skating, and it feels very nostalgic and I am a kid all over again out on that rink. Great exercise. And one other thing…
My kids soon realized one of the things skating Rinks are good for… training for driving in the real world. I think everyone should master dodging the beginners and kids going the wrong direction randomly and slow pokes and mind changers that randomly swerve a different way than they were headed or the speeders flying in and out of everyone or sudden stoppers. Oy! So my suggestion is not spiritual this time but practical… before your precious child drives on the crazy road, be sure he/she has learned defensive driving maneuvers you can achieve on a skating rink. I really think that and my dad’s lesson on neurotically checking all my mirrors and blind spots is why I have been a successful defensive driver. And I firmly believe I have the best and most fit guardian angel God ever made, for I was quite the speedster in my younger years and have driven a lot, 23 hours in a row at one point. So seriously, don’t neglect the skating rinks. Pretty great fun and exercise also. God bless! 😄❤
The closer I get to the Lord, the more I see lies clearly and detest them. My daughter has been testing me in this and I have been calling her out and she is learning that lies will get her punished more than anything else she does wrong. My son learned this arpund her age also, so he gets it. “Mom hates lying so you better tell her the truth or you’ll get in so much trouble” I heard him whisper to warn her when he thought I was out of the room. This is great. There is a reason. Satan and his demons are the “father’s of lies”. They promise what they cannot provide (like power and security and wealth and pleasure, etc.) and lie like they breathe. They lie incessantly and only want to kill and destroy and torture everyone. So lies are not ok. God is truth so we must seek it, love it, live it to please Him. And I want to please God and not honor His enemy who wants us dead. Can I get a witness? Sometimes it seems like noone tells the truth but I know some do, at least selectively, and I do and my kids will it I have anything to say about it. My husband is an adult and has to make that decision for himself but truth is my goal for our family and I pray accordingly. It also makes you much easier see through lies around you. Truth is good. Keep shooting down the lies and focus on truth and build that up. Truth is oxygen and light for truth is God. ❤