I'm a stay at home wife and mother of 3. My oldest is 23 who lives at home because she is a delight and is autistic. My other 2 are in elementary school. They are all 3 girls. Raising an autistic daughter isn't the same as raising ones without. So it's like starting anew with some things. I will partly write about this.
I have overcome many addictions with the only Savior Jesus for 8yrs. I will also write partly on addiction and how I see it and overcame it.
I believe you will find my musings encouraging, helpful and sometimes a bit funny since I tend to be someone who holds nothing back.
The purpose of my blog at first was to use it as an outlet, a way to get things out of mind and onto paper. But it has turned into a place I can go to encourage others with a short story, poem or to simply talk and try to relate.
I just started blogging a month ago (April 2018) I wish I would've done it sooner! I promise to never try to sell you anything but Jesus' love. Be patient as this site may take on a few changes as I try to find my place in it and where I want it to go. I have many ideas swirling...stick around! Thanks for reading.
I think us writers have brains just bursting with ideas, thoughts, opinions, worries, and story ideas. Does your brain feel like it’s just constantly going? I can walk into a store and see something discarded on the ground, a sentence or two will pop into my mind. Because I am doing other things, I cannot not keep the story going in my head. Trying to recall it later is useless. I recently watched Undercover Boss and this particular boss had a waterproof notepad and pencil he hung in his shower. I need one of those!
Lately my thoughts go to growing old. Comparing my life and the stage I’m in with that of my grandmother’s life. What was she doing at age forty seven? Will it fly by for me as it had for her?
I also have been thinking on how the elderly get treated by the younger generations. My newest thought is, mankind does not want to be reminded of what will be when it comes to growing old. So maybe the younger generations tend to avoid the elderly because it is too hard to face what their fate will ultimately be. Is that why so many treat the elderly as if they’re dumb or childlike? Are we subconsciously pushing them away so we do not have to face reality?
Yes, us Christians are to be excited to get to Heaven. Homesick for that Sweet Beulah Land. If I have to be honest, I’d say I’m curious how the rest of my story will play out. Especially if I get and stay in the will of God allowing Him to direct my paths.
My other random thoughts are on our world today. I hear it everywhere. “Jesus is fixin to come back soon” I hear, “This has to be the end times.” It gets my mind going when I hear this. I immediately go to our kitchen cabinets, will we have enough supplies to make it? How will we live? What will we do? Yes, I know what you’re thinking while reading this. You’re either thinking, well if we are right with God , we need not worry. Or maybe you’re thinking, consider the lilies, or even the sparrow. You are right, but that doesn’t stop the overly imaginable things that reel through this brain of mine.
Random Thoughts….right?
Here’s a new one for me. The day is fast approaching that my twelve year old will be an adult and out on her own. She was in the shower the other day. I got to thinking of how when our babies are born we mothers know every inch of our child’s body. We know every mole, every scar on our child’s body. We know when said child needs a bath or hair combing. This for me as a mother was in some ways pure joy and in other ways, pure agony.
The joy is that you are caring for your child and meeting each and every need for that child. This is a parent’s job. The agony of it is, this child is so dependent on you that the pressure to give and do all you can in the rearing of this child can feel huge at times.
When my child was in the shower, I was reminded of how I don’t need to handle all aspects of her life because she is in a position to make some of her own choices now. She can shower and care for her own body. It was in this moment, I realized that her future lays in my hands for the time being, but not for much longer. The more independent she gets, the less control I have in her life. I know, I know. That’s what is supposed to happen. The agony here for me is, will her father and I have done enough of the right stuff to send her out of the nest in the right direction?
The last of my random thoughts I would like to share is about time…how time does heal some wounds. Lately, when I think back on heartbreaking times in my life, the severity of it isn’t there anymore. I think some of that comes from the time I put in therapy. I also think some of it comes with age and experience. Today marks one year since my mother’s death. I feel bad in saying this, but I don’t feel any different today than I did yesterday. I did not spend the day reflecting upon her and her death. Time can heal wounds, but it cannot reason with you on how you feel. Time is just there to fill in the empty times in our daily lives.
Time can heal. Time can fly too. Time can be cruel on the body. Time can cause anxiety. Time can lie too. (daylight Savings Time lol) One thing for absolute sure is that time will tick on.
This post by Bruce speaks to me, does it speak to you?
I was adopted when just a few months old. My birth mother’s parents had migrated to Canada from the Ukraine. I’ve known this for many years now, but as of late, due to what is currently transpiring in the Ukraine, for some unknown reason, what is happening, has hit me hard. It’s difficult to explain. […]
This is so good and so true. Take the time to read and remind yourself where true success comes from. Thanks!
“For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways,”declares the Lord.“As the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways and my thoughts than your thoughts. Isaiah 55:8-9 “After the journey of writing my first book, Quiet Strength, God impressed upon me and Nathan that His measurement of […]
Hi Blog family! I’m sorry I haven’t been consistently posting, but I have been consistently reading your posts. Those of you who write daily devotionals…. My hat is off to you! I read in wonder of how you can come up with something daily. But then I remind myself the authors don’t have kids tugging at their brains! Lol.
Being a mom can be mental hard work some days. I will hear my girls bickering, and I just want to pound a gavel to stop the courtroom jibbering and yammering. Other days being a mom is physically draining as I’m bending over and picking up this and that. Folding clothes and frying pans of chicken. They say I’m going to miss these days, y’all. I will, I know I will.
Homeschooling is going good. Anyone have a trick to help a kid hear the short ‘e’ and the short ‘i’? Leah has a hard time differentiating between the two when she is spelling.
Things I’ve learned recently….
1. If you run a funeral dinner, ask those younger than you to help so you’re not the young one doing the lifting and such. My back hurt for two weeks!
2. Not everyone needs to be prayed with at the alter. Some just need time alone with God.
I learned a hi-five goes a long way for a kid that’s not your kid. Most of them welcome interaction with other adults.
3. I learned not to volunteer to help someone if you don’t know how to help. Because you then become more work for them.
I learned if your neighbor’s cows get out of the fence, chasing them with snow shovels does not work! Just get a bucket of grain and they will follow you anywhere! True story.
Bible quizzing still going. She is a senior quizzer. You should try answering some of those questions!My husband smoked all 5 pork shoulders Friday for a quiz meet we held at our church. The yard smelled like it was summer!Twin day…lol. They bicker but love each other so muchA heart for you, Renee! On twin day of all days!
Check this bit of encouragement out today! Jessy beautifully reminds us to love all as Jesus loves all….
For when we were yet without strength, in due time Christ died for the ungodly. For scarcely for a righteous man will one die: yet peradventure for a good man some would even dare to die. But God commendeth his love toward us, in that, while we were yet sinners, Christ died for us. Romans […]
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