Tuesday, November 27, 2012

Quiet Month of November

It's been quiet here in this room. This room that I've created to share bits of me. I look back over the last couple weeks and I've missed three Five Minute Fridays. Even as much as I love these writing exercises I just couldn't find the desire to write. I could list my excuses such as an online class I'm taking this month that includes reading and a weekly paper to write. I could blame my month of writing, those 31 days of blogging which I loved doing, however that commitment left my house and other necessary work in a bit of a shambles from 31 days of neglect.

I think my silence here goes a little deeper then being busy. During October, while writing each day, a voice silently whispered in the back of my head, "What's this all for?" When I started this blog my wish was to encourage others. To share the things in life that I was learning. To teach and inspire. Yet somehow along the way I lost my inspiration. I've been humbled as I search my heart. I've been wondering if the time I spend writing has become a selfish endeavor. Too many times in October I harshly said to my son, "Shh....not NOW, Isaiah! I'm writing!" In my defense you must know that this boy talks A LOT and if he isn't talking he is making noise of some sort. Regardless, it broke my heart when I realized how often I was shushing my dear boy.

So how do I balance family, work, friends AND find time to write? I don't know the answer to that but I'm willing to figure it out. I do know that I'm called to serve my family first so I'll start there. In between cherishing my family I will be wiggling in some writing time when I can.  I'm not quite ready to give up this little space in my world.

Two of the Friday prompt words that I missed? Quiet and Stay. Well I'll be doing both of those. :)

I'll be back.

Sunday, November 18, 2012

Giving Thanks

Sunday blessings as I reflect on my weekend:

199. Date Night with my darling son. I'm not sure why he's looking so forlorn because he really was excited for Medieval Feast that we were attending. 

200. Our Saturday night routine is attending church followed by dinner at church.While hubs and I have dinner my son heads off to Student Ministry activities. After dinner, my husband and I have an hour to "kill" before Isaiah is done which usually involves grocery shopping. I enjoy my Saturday night date night with my husband even if it includes dinner with others and grocery shopping.  

201. Instead of grocery shopping last night, Barry and I wandered a few stores at a local strip mall. I ooh'd over pretties at Pier One, we scrounged the Dollar Store for great deals (we left empty handed), and joked about the "stylish" clothes at Savers (thrift store). 

202. Going to church on Saturday night allows me to sleep in on Sunday mornings. After a week of rising early, this time for extra sleep restores me and prepares me for the week ahead. 

203. Sunday mornings also involves having my morning coffee in my pajamas with my husband. This little routine makes me happy. 

204. Thankful for the time on weekends to connect with my family and thankful for the time for physical restoration.

Psalm 69:30

I will praise the name of God with a song, And will magnify him with thanksgiving.

Monday, November 12, 2012

This Week's Menu Plan

Monday (Boy Scouts) 
                Lunch: Brats, homemade fries (baked in bacon fat...so good!), banana
                Dinner: Pork Roast, potatoes, carrots in the crock pot.

Tuesday (Online class for me/Bible Study for my boys)
                Lunch: Leftover brats diced into homemade Macaroni and Cheese, peas, apples
                Dinner: Stuffed Shells with Marinara (homemade spaghetti from the freezer), salad, garlic bread

Wednesday (Church Night) ~ this night always seems more rushed so it's been designated as "Soup Night"
                Lunch: Leftover Stuffed Shells, corn and pears
                Dinner: Chicken and Rice Soup

                Lunch: Leftover soup and PB&J Sandwiches, apples
                Dinner: hmm..haven't decided yet. I'm thinking the Monday night's roast will either turn into stew or pork fried rice. 

Friday (Date night for Mama and The Boy)
              Lunch: PIZZA FRIDAY! Pizza, apples, carrots and salad.
              Dinner: Mama's night off ~ you are on your own. :) 

The Chicken ChickHearth & Soul Hop

Friday, November 2, 2012


It's Friday, a joyous day to sing praises after a long week of work and activities and a day in which I join a community of writers to spend five minutes writing without fear. No fear of errors. Perfect grammar, punctuation and spelling are not needed here. No fears of sharing my heart. This morning, after seeing Lisa-Jo's (our fabulous hostess) prompt word, I headed straight to biblegateway.com to find the verse that would inspire and shape my words. 

The verse from Jeremiah, as well as my (borrowed) prayer at the end were not included in my five minutes but only used as "framing" for my five minute of words. 

Jeremiah 17:5-10

This is what the Lord says:
Cursed is the one who trusts in man, who draws strength from mere flesh
and whose heart turns away from the Lord.
 That person will be like a bush in the wastelands; they will not see prosperity when it comes. They will dwell in the parched places of the desert, in a salt land where no one lives.
 But blessed is the one who trusts in the Lordwhose confidence is in him.
 They will be like a tree planted by the water that sends out its roots by the stream. It does not fear when heat comes; its leaves are always green. It has no worries in a year of drought and never fails to bear fruit.
The heart is deceitful above all things and beyond cure.
Who can understand it?
I the Lord search the heart and examine the mind, to reward each person according to their conduct, according to what their deeds deserve.

May I be like that tree planted by the water. Roots running deep, drinking the water to nourish me and give me life. 

My roots need to be planted firmly in God's truth. I search His Word and find comfort. I find a God who loves me deeply. I find a Heavenly Father in whom I can lay all my hearts burdens and all my hearts desires at His feet and He hears me! 

I want a faith that drives away all worry. For he has proven, over and over and over again, His faithfulness. He has provided for my every need. He has given me strength when I was weak. 

He alone is my strength, my rock, my fortress, my Almighty, my redeemer.

Thank you, Lord Jesus, for loving me just as I am.

My five minutes are up but I would like to end in this prayer, a prayer from Paul to the church in Ephesus, a prayer that I pray over you, dear reader.

"For this reason I kneel before the Father,  from whom every family in heaven and on earth derives its name. 

I pray that out of his glorious riches he may strengthen you with power through his Spirit in your inner being, so that Christ may dwell in your hearts through faith. 

And I pray that you, being rooted and established in love, may have power, together with all the Lord’s holy people, to grasp how wide and long and high and deep is the love of Christ,  and to know this love that surpasses knowledge—that you may be filled to the measure of all the fullness of God. 

Now to him who is able to do immeasurably more than all we ask or imagine, according to his power that is at work within us, to him be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus throughout all generations, for ever and ever! Amen." (Ephesians 3:14-31)

May you know Him and may you be filled with His abundant blessings!

Now head on over to Lisa-Jo's. I promise you will be uplifted and inspired.

Thursday, November 1, 2012

A Welcoming Rest

I am so thankful that I can give God my days. The hard days. The days when my chest aches from various burdens, burdens of the heart. It's often difficult to find gratitude in days such as these however I know, a deep down in my heart knowledge, that HE will bring me through the hard days to days when the sun will shine brightly. And those bright, sunshiny, happy days will seem all the more brighter because I have seen and lived through the gray, cloudy, hard days. Thank you, God, for the end of a hard day, for rest for this weary soul, and for a new day dawning in tomorrow.