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A Lesson On Pride


I’m not a very confident person. So when I hear about pride I think to myself that I don’t have to worry myself about that. Pride is a sin. Pride is first on the list of the seven deadly sins. Haughtiness, arrogance, conceit, high self-esteem, vanity……you see this every where you look!

To fear the LORD is to hate evil;
   I hate pride and arrogance,
   evil behavior and perverse speech.

Proverbs 8:13 NIV

I was reading an article in Above Rubies about a woman who never asked for help. I never ask for help. I never even thought that not asking for help was prideful. This quote from the article really struck me: “My need to feel capable and strong has unknowingly squashed another one’s need to feel helpful and needed!”

Gosh I never thought of it that way! I almost always turn down help from others! 

When pride comes, then comes dishonor, But with the humble is wisdom.

Proverbs 11:2 NAS

I will be more humble and accept help when offered and I will try to ask for help when I need it.

Giving Up???


I was raised a non practicing Catholic. We (to my knowledge) never observed Lent. When I became a Christian I wasn’t sure what should be done? I asked my long time Christian friend and she said it was “optional” to give up something. Most people give up things like candy, cake, soda. My first Lent as a Christian I gave up gossip. I figured it was better than giving up  a favorite food. Since then I haven’t been consistent on giving up things. This year Lent sort of snuck up on me. I just don’t “feel it” to give something up this year. I have too many other things that I need to focus on. (reading the Bible, consistent prayer, journeling and raising my family) I guess rather than give something up I can bring something in 😉 So this year for lent I am focusing on doing more not less !!!

I Am Ready To Go Back


Ever so slowly my heart has been healing. I am ready to get back to church. I had been thinking about it for a few weeks now. I did some research on the net of some local churches I wanted to try out. I had e-mailed a church for some more information. The response I received was positive, warm and welcoming. So off I went this morning with 3 of my kiddos. The church was all I was expecting and more! They have a staffed nursery (a must for me) as well as Sunday school during worship service. It is not the contemporary style of service I was looking for but it really didn’t bother me after feeling so at home within minutes of walking through the door. The hymns we sang were songs I had heard before and the sermon was amazing! It was a message I needed to hear, longed to hear, and I found myself drawn in and nodding at each point the Pastor was making. After service we gathered for fellowship. I spent over an hour chatting with everyone…..the time just flew by. Busy Bee and Chip were in their glory playing with the other children. As we walked out the doors they were asking when we can go back. I plan on taking the entire crew next Sunday.

After such an uplifting morning I was inspired to cook a special meal for hubby. I made his favorite: breaded chicken, mashed potatoes with gravy, corn and biscuits. It took a while to make with all the little ones underfoot but it was so worth it 😉

Where Am I?


I read this awesome post over at Too Many Kids In The Bathtub.

“For everything there is a season, a time for every activity under heaven.A time to be born and a time to die. A time to plant and a time to harvest.A time to kill and a time to heal. A time to tear down and a time to build up.A time to cry and a time to laugh. A time to grieve and a time to dance.A time to scatter stones and a time to gather stones. A time to embrace and a time to turn away.A time to search and a time to quit searching. A time to keep and a time to throw away.A time to tear and a time to mend. A time to be quiet and a time to speak.A time to love and a time to hate. A time for war and a time for peace.”
Ecclesiastes 3:1-8

Sometimes I stress myself out because I feel like I should be doing more. I have to remind myself that I am doing exactly what I should be doing. (Another good post over at Homesteader’s Heart) Being the mom of young children is an all-consuming thing. It occupies every corner of your life. The time will come when my little ones are not so little and I will have a new purpose. I will be in a new season.

But today I am here and I will remind myself to enjoy this life and learn what I can 😉

So Much To Say….So Little Time


I miss blogging. When I have a quiet moment (rare) I think about the things I’d like to blog about. Then things get crazy and I don’t seem to have time. These past few weeks since the baby was born have been so full. So full of activity, so full of emotions, so full of stuff!!!

I am still in awe of the fact that Gus is here. The end of my pregnancy was so surreal. It was difficult both physically & emotionally. I went on auto-pilot just to get through the whole ordeal. Now that he is here reality is setting in. He is here! I have 6 kiddos and my youngest is a 6 week premature infant!!! Wow……funny how life’s road twists and turns 😉

My little JoJo isn’t so little any more 😦 He has turned into a little boy. I could just sit and watch him play for hours (if I had the time 😆 ) Time is going by so fast and I try not to get wrapped up in the daily grind. I try to enjoy each child as they are. I remind myself to give hugs and kisses and to listen not only with my ears but with my heart. I try to remind myself to enjoy my gifts (my children)

My time in the hospital has taught me a lot. I know all of it has happened for a reason. It taught my hubby about my daily life with the kids. He now is more understanding of me and it has made our relationship so much stronger. And it has taught me to appreciate the little things. Be happy with what you have. It could all be gone in the blink of an eye!!

How Are Preemie Moms Chosen?


I read this on my preemie message board:

Did you ever wonder how the mothers of premature babies are chosen?

 God is hovering over Earth, selecting His instruments for propagation with great care and deliberation. As He observes, He instructs his angels to take notes in a giant ledger.

Beth Armstrong, son. Patron Saint, Peter.

Marjorie Forrest, daughter. Patron Saint, Celia.

Finally, He passes a name to an angel and smiles. “Give her a preemie ”

The angel is curious. “Why this one, God? She’s so happy.”

 “Exactly,” smiles God. “Could I give a premature baby a mother who knows no laughter? That would be cruel.”

 “But does she have the patience?” asks the angel.

 “I don’t want her to have too much patience, or she’ll drown in a sea of self-pity and despair. Once the shock and resentment wear off, she’ll handle it. I watched her today. She has that sense of self and independence so rare and so necessary in a mother. You see, the child I’m going to give her has a world of its own. She has to make it live in her world, and that’s not going to be easy.”

 “But Lord, I don’t think she even believes in you.”

God smiles. “No matter, I can fix that. This one is perfect. She has just the right amount of selfishness. ”

The angel gasps, “Selfishness?! Is that a virtue?”

God nods. “If she can’t separate herself from the child occasionally, she will never survive. Yes, here is a woman whom I will bless with a child less than perfect. She doesn’t know it yet, but she is to be envied. She will never take for granted a spoken word. She will never consider a step ordinary. When her child says ‘mama’ for the first time, she will be witness to a miracle and know it. I will permit her to see clearly the things I see as ignorance, cruelty and prejudice and allow her to rise above them. She will never be alone. I will be at her side every minute of every day of her life because she is doing My work as surely as she is here by My side.”

 “And what about her Patron Saint?” asks the angel, his pen poised in the air.

 God smiles. “A mirror will suffice.”