16In addition to all this, take up the shield of faith, with which you can extinguish all the flaming arrows of the evil one.
Teaching faith? I understand at two years old understanding faith will be a difficult task. At two Wyatt is starting to develop himself, we are teaching him manors, right-from-wrong, love, all the things that are so important to a little one. But teaching faith? That is a hard one for me to wrap my head around at this young age. Don't get me wrong we do all we can to model a Christ-like attitude daily to our boys, and we pray at dinner and before bed, we sing worship songs and dance, but actually teaching faith right now is hard. Probably because it is a personal decision not a black and white. Jacob and I pray nightly with Wyatt, we talk to him about his day and ask him who we should pray for?? He usually says mama and daddy but sometimes out of the blue he says someone else. Like two weeks ago he randomly said grandpa Rico, ya-ya n' grandpa eddie and this entire last week he has said Brian and Marla (auntie M). I am floored by his mind. Jacob and I continually pray for his sister, she is near to our hearts and I am not sure how (I like to think by some divine gifting) this sweet little two year old boy is asking us to pray for someone we love, someone who we believe needs prayer and a relationship with God. And it isn't even like he see's them on a regular basis. That little boy never ceases to amaze me. I can't wait to see the life and blessing God has in store for him.
Well here goes. . . I think kids are an amazing gift and blessing from God, so I have set out to blog how they bless me, teach me, and impact my life daily. How watching them shows me God's love and purpose for us. Lastly, how he uses me to teach them also.
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
Monday, September 13, 2010
Day 28- family time
Luke 1:48 From now on all generations will call me blessed
Tonight we watched our cute niece Lily, almost one, and our nephew Brian, 12. Lily has the most scrumptous cheeks of any baby I have ever met, and she has this cute pouty bottom lip. She is adorable from head to toe. We had so much fun playing, eating, and I even was able to sing and rock her to sleep. She was a giant ball of love. I know we are beyond lucky to have our families close to us. We are able to have my wonderful mother-in-law love and watch our boys while I work. Jacob's dad and step mom have their own special night with Wyatt where they get to have dinner and sing and dance to rag-time jazz on the piano. Watching Lily tonight reminded me of how blessed we are and how our future generations will be loved and raised to be close. I know God promised blessings for a thousand generations to Israel, and I thank him readily for that promise. For that good-fortune and love. I do feel like family and future generations are a blessing. They are a binding glue that let's our and God's blessing stand the test of time. So thank you God for letting me live out and watch your promise unfold, for I count my blessing in my kids and others daily.
Tonight we watched our cute niece Lily, almost one, and our nephew Brian, 12. Lily has the most scrumptous cheeks of any baby I have ever met, and she has this cute pouty bottom lip. She is adorable from head to toe. We had so much fun playing, eating, and I even was able to sing and rock her to sleep. She was a giant ball of love. I know we are beyond lucky to have our families close to us. We are able to have my wonderful mother-in-law love and watch our boys while I work. Jacob's dad and step mom have their own special night with Wyatt where they get to have dinner and sing and dance to rag-time jazz on the piano. Watching Lily tonight reminded me of how blessed we are and how our future generations will be loved and raised to be close. I know God promised blessings for a thousand generations to Israel, and I thank him readily for that promise. For that good-fortune and love. I do feel like family and future generations are a blessing. They are a binding glue that let's our and God's blessing stand the test of time. So thank you God for letting me live out and watch your promise unfold, for I count my blessing in my kids and others daily.
Day 26-27-learning at such a young age
Deuteronomy 4:9
Only be careful, and watch yourselves closely so that you do not forget the things your eyes have seen or let them slip from your heart as long as you live. Teach them to your children and to their children after them.
Camden is only four months old, but he is so alert! Constantly watching and moving and kicking and rolling and any other movement or sound possible for a four month old to be doing. After Wyatt woke up from his nap he came barreling down the stairs, he ran jumping full blast onto Jacob on the couch. I had Camden in my lap, wouldn't you know that as soon as Wyatt came into the room Camden's gaze was fixed. It was locked onto Wyatt like a leech who hasn't fed in months. As Jacob and Wyatt laughed and tickled one another Camden started to giggle and move with intensity. I just imagined if he could talk he would say, "let me in on this fun action." "Don't leave me out, I want to play." Seeing all my boys having fun, laughing, and playing reminded me not to forget these moments. I got excited just thinking about the day when all the boys are wrestling on the floor play tickle monster. I remember when my dad did that with me, and now I get to pass it on to my children, who will pass it on to theirs. It is a wonderful circle of life that makes me smile and look forward to with unimaginable anticipation.
Only be careful, and watch yourselves closely so that you do not forget the things your eyes have seen or let them slip from your heart as long as you live. Teach them to your children and to their children after them.
Camden is only four months old, but he is so alert! Constantly watching and moving and kicking and rolling and any other movement or sound possible for a four month old to be doing. After Wyatt woke up from his nap he came barreling down the stairs, he ran jumping full blast onto Jacob on the couch. I had Camden in my lap, wouldn't you know that as soon as Wyatt came into the room Camden's gaze was fixed. It was locked onto Wyatt like a leech who hasn't fed in months. As Jacob and Wyatt laughed and tickled one another Camden started to giggle and move with intensity. I just imagined if he could talk he would say, "let me in on this fun action." "Don't leave me out, I want to play." Seeing all my boys having fun, laughing, and playing reminded me not to forget these moments. I got excited just thinking about the day when all the boys are wrestling on the floor play tickle monster. I remember when my dad did that with me, and now I get to pass it on to my children, who will pass it on to theirs. It is a wonderful circle of life that makes me smile and look forward to with unimaginable anticipation.
Day 25-fix em up
Isaiah 46:8
"Remember this, fix it in mind, take it to heart
Ahhh our one day off together, it is a whole family ordeal. First starts with a big breakfast at Perry Street Cafe, then errands, then grocery shopping, nap, dinner, fun activity, then bath and bed. Today we tackled house chores and jobs. We measured and placed two new blinds, got new shower heads for both bathrooms, cleaned and vacuumed and measured for jobs on our to-do list. Wyatt wanted to do everything with us. He wanted to use his little hammer and screw driver and fix, fix, fix. He loved our trip to Lowe's and all the many insane amount of tools that it held inside. But as I watched Wyatt throughout the day not only did he want to fix stationary "things" around the house but when Camden dropped a toy on the floor Wyatt ran over pulled a chair up to where Camden was climbed up placing his toy back into his hands. As a mom I wanted to tear up a little bit, the beautiful sweet act of kindness displayed by Wyatt, his need to want to fix things and people was heart warming. When Wyatt "fixed" things I took it to heart. I stood up and learned a lesson in love from my two year old. That simple acts help people and they can be taken to heart.
"Remember this, fix it in mind, take it to heart
Ahhh our one day off together, it is a whole family ordeal. First starts with a big breakfast at Perry Street Cafe, then errands, then grocery shopping, nap, dinner, fun activity, then bath and bed. Today we tackled house chores and jobs. We measured and placed two new blinds, got new shower heads for both bathrooms, cleaned and vacuumed and measured for jobs on our to-do list. Wyatt wanted to do everything with us. He wanted to use his little hammer and screw driver and fix, fix, fix. He loved our trip to Lowe's and all the many insane amount of tools that it held inside. But as I watched Wyatt throughout the day not only did he want to fix stationary "things" around the house but when Camden dropped a toy on the floor Wyatt ran over pulled a chair up to where Camden was climbed up placing his toy back into his hands. As a mom I wanted to tear up a little bit, the beautiful sweet act of kindness displayed by Wyatt, his need to want to fix things and people was heart warming. When Wyatt "fixed" things I took it to heart. I stood up and learned a lesson in love from my two year old. That simple acts help people and they can be taken to heart.
Day 24-ain't no sunshine when he's gone
Psalm 72:5
He will endure as long as the sun, as long as the moon, through all generations.
Wyatt, my two year old, loves his daddy. No wait. . . he adores his daddy. Everything his daddy does Wyatt wants to do, whether it's watering the garden or washing dishes or fixing something, Wyatt is his shadow. On Thursday Jacob had to coach at the gym so it was me and the boys for the evening. Wyatt was definitely having a two year old day, kinda whiny in between his sweet times. He whined and cried every time for daddy. He wanted daddy to be home, to play with, to fix things with. It reminded me what an impression we have on our boys. How everything we do they watch and learn from, that they want to mimic us. Just as the sun will last for all generations, we will be they boys' parents forever. There is no switch we can turn off, no button we can press that takes that fact away. Also I look at how much Wyatt cried out for his daddy, do we cry out for our daddy the same? Do we ever just get anxious with anticipation for when he will be home? Do we ever continually wait for him, call for him, listen for the sound of him? I hope that after watching Wyatt eagerly anticipate Jacob's return today that I can watch and listen and wait for God in the same manor in my life. That I can cry out , stomp my feet, and squeal with joy when I see him or hear his voice.
He will endure as long as the sun, as long as the moon, through all generations.
Wyatt, my two year old, loves his daddy. No wait. . . he adores his daddy. Everything his daddy does Wyatt wants to do, whether it's watering the garden or washing dishes or fixing something, Wyatt is his shadow. On Thursday Jacob had to coach at the gym so it was me and the boys for the evening. Wyatt was definitely having a two year old day, kinda whiny in between his sweet times. He whined and cried every time for daddy. He wanted daddy to be home, to play with, to fix things with. It reminded me what an impression we have on our boys. How everything we do they watch and learn from, that they want to mimic us. Just as the sun will last for all generations, we will be they boys' parents forever. There is no switch we can turn off, no button we can press that takes that fact away. Also I look at how much Wyatt cried out for his daddy, do we cry out for our daddy the same? Do we ever just get anxious with anticipation for when he will be home? Do we ever continually wait for him, call for him, listen for the sound of him? I hope that after watching Wyatt eagerly anticipate Jacob's return today that I can watch and listen and wait for God in the same manor in my life. That I can cry out , stomp my feet, and squeal with joy when I see him or hear his voice.
Thursday, September 9, 2010
Day 23- Calm in his storm
Psalm 107:30
They were glad when it grew calm, and he guided them to their desired haven.
Camden, my sweet loving four month old, was so wonderful today. As soon as I arrived home from work he awoke with a huge grin and greeted me. I fell in love with him and his kissable cheeks all over again. Tonight at youth group Camden was being loved on by so many people. He is in the happy as long as I am being held stage. First of all I don't see how anyone could not love a baby, they are the best and sweetest gifts in the world. Second I adored seeing Camden loved by so many people, it takes a lot to hold and care for a baby, they are floppy, slobbery, and often times droolly. He was fussy but as soon as he was being held he righted himself and was calm. Cool as a cucumber, happy as long as he was being loved on and in proximity to people.
Aren't we as humans the same way? As Christians? As long as we are calm we can be guided EASILY to our haven. Our desired place with him, and in him. So tonight Camden taught me how important it is to stay calm and be brought into my haven, which we all know is with our Savior!
They were glad when it grew calm, and he guided them to their desired haven.
Camden, my sweet loving four month old, was so wonderful today. As soon as I arrived home from work he awoke with a huge grin and greeted me. I fell in love with him and his kissable cheeks all over again. Tonight at youth group Camden was being loved on by so many people. He is in the happy as long as I am being held stage. First of all I don't see how anyone could not love a baby, they are the best and sweetest gifts in the world. Second I adored seeing Camden loved by so many people, it takes a lot to hold and care for a baby, they are floppy, slobbery, and often times droolly. He was fussy but as soon as he was being held he righted himself and was calm. Cool as a cucumber, happy as long as he was being loved on and in proximity to people.
Aren't we as humans the same way? As Christians? As long as we are calm we can be guided EASILY to our haven. Our desired place with him, and in him. So tonight Camden taught me how important it is to stay calm and be brought into my haven, which we all know is with our Savior!
Day 22- hammer hammer, bang bang
Jeremiah 23:29
"Is not my word like fire," declares the LORD, "and like a hammer that breaks a rock in pieces?
Words, we use them everyday. Trillions of words are said each day by people, you hear the same words over and over, we are not often exposed to new words daily but in my life I am. Not new in the sense that I have never heard the word in my life but everyday I get to hear Wyatt say new words for him. Being newly two he is developing a vocabulary that cracks me up. When Wyatt was little, because he is such a wrecking ball, we called him "bam-bam" (like the little one off the flinstones). Now that is one of his favorite things to say -"hammer, bam, bam, bam" he is really into tools right now and making things. They mostly consist of blocks and his imagination but he is making things, putting them together with his two little hands.
I am not a new parent but I am new to teaching kids words, numbers, manners, etc. And I constantly have to remind myself of the words I am using (not that I say bad words) but I need to remember how I talk about people, what I say when I am upset, when I stub my toe, how often I say I love you and make sure he knows what that is. It is so true that God's work can be like a hammer, it can break even the hardest of things. But isn't that also too true for us? Don't we use and say words that can be like a hammer to other people? Having Wyatt and listening to his vocabulary grow rapidly reminds me to slow down and really watch how and what I say. A few weeks ago we were on a trip with our dog and she was whinny and wouldn't sit down. Out of habbit we said "keesa-shut it," well what Wyatt heard was Kessa-shut up! A few days later we were in the car with Keesa again and he was saying "shut-up, shut-up, shut-up." Jacob and I had to rack our brains trying to figure out where he may have heard this???? We also had to explain to him that we don't say things like that, they are mean and hurtful. Once we figured out it was us we felt horrible and had to re-evaluate how something we said quickly was picked up on by our two year old and repeated over and over. When I read this passage it reminded me of just how much power words have and that they bring many good things but also many bad. So remember next time you are talking are you using your words like a hammer? Are you breaking things, or people? Or are you lifting them up and praising?
"Is not my word like fire," declares the LORD, "and like a hammer that breaks a rock in pieces?
Words, we use them everyday. Trillions of words are said each day by people, you hear the same words over and over, we are not often exposed to new words daily but in my life I am. Not new in the sense that I have never heard the word in my life but everyday I get to hear Wyatt say new words for him. Being newly two he is developing a vocabulary that cracks me up. When Wyatt was little, because he is such a wrecking ball, we called him "bam-bam" (like the little one off the flinstones). Now that is one of his favorite things to say -"hammer, bam, bam, bam" he is really into tools right now and making things. They mostly consist of blocks and his imagination but he is making things, putting them together with his two little hands.
I am not a new parent but I am new to teaching kids words, numbers, manners, etc. And I constantly have to remind myself of the words I am using (not that I say bad words) but I need to remember how I talk about people, what I say when I am upset, when I stub my toe, how often I say I love you and make sure he knows what that is. It is so true that God's work can be like a hammer, it can break even the hardest of things. But isn't that also too true for us? Don't we use and say words that can be like a hammer to other people? Having Wyatt and listening to his vocabulary grow rapidly reminds me to slow down and really watch how and what I say. A few weeks ago we were on a trip with our dog and she was whinny and wouldn't sit down. Out of habbit we said "keesa-shut it," well what Wyatt heard was Kessa-shut up! A few days later we were in the car with Keesa again and he was saying "shut-up, shut-up, shut-up." Jacob and I had to rack our brains trying to figure out where he may have heard this???? We also had to explain to him that we don't say things like that, they are mean and hurtful. Once we figured out it was us we felt horrible and had to re-evaluate how something we said quickly was picked up on by our two year old and repeated over and over. When I read this passage it reminded me of just how much power words have and that they bring many good things but also many bad. So remember next time you are talking are you using your words like a hammer? Are you breaking things, or people? Or are you lifting them up and praising?
Day 20-21, Labor day weekend
Proverbs 17:6
Children's children are a crown to the aged, and parents are the pride of their children.
Don't we all take pride in our children? No matter what our children do we have this immense unconditional love for them, they make us proud. I was watching a movie the other day that explained parenting like this: "there are lots of really crappy moments all day long, I mean all day long, but then something miraculous happens-something so special you can't even put it into words. Now that is what being a parent is all about." Although there are some less glorious moments I can't really say that there are many crappy moments in a day, but I completely agree with the miraculous things kids do. Whether it's Wyatt putting his first sentence together or helping clear the table, or Camden's grunty little laugh when he see's me after nap time. They may seem like ordinary everyday things but to me they are little miracles. Each and everyday my kids astound me with something new (good and bad) but regardless it is grand and special to me always. One of today's miracles was watching Wyatt with his God-dad. He loves Chad, wants to do everything Chad does. We stayed the night with the boys God-parents and everytime Chad would leave the room Wyatt would follow him or throw himself on the floor crying because he wanted to be with the "big boys" aka daddy and Chad. When Wyatt awoke from his nap he wanted to go cuddle with Chad not mama or daddy. It was so cute and heartwarming to see him love the people that we love and see all the good that we see in them. To trust someone so fully and love them. We are traditional type people so if Jacob and I meet Jesus earlier than expected Wyatt and Camden will be going to live with Chad and Kristie, seeing the way they love both of our boys whether it's play wrestling with Wyatt or cuddling and rocking Camden while gaming. They are parents to our children to. And I see the pride and love in their eyes while they take care of our boys. It makes my heart flutter with joy to know our boys are well loved and cared for by so many.
Children's children are a crown to the aged, and parents are the pride of their children.
Don't we all take pride in our children? No matter what our children do we have this immense unconditional love for them, they make us proud. I was watching a movie the other day that explained parenting like this: "there are lots of really crappy moments all day long, I mean all day long, but then something miraculous happens-something so special you can't even put it into words. Now that is what being a parent is all about." Although there are some less glorious moments I can't really say that there are many crappy moments in a day, but I completely agree with the miraculous things kids do. Whether it's Wyatt putting his first sentence together or helping clear the table, or Camden's grunty little laugh when he see's me after nap time. They may seem like ordinary everyday things but to me they are little miracles. Each and everyday my kids astound me with something new (good and bad) but regardless it is grand and special to me always. One of today's miracles was watching Wyatt with his God-dad. He loves Chad, wants to do everything Chad does. We stayed the night with the boys God-parents and everytime Chad would leave the room Wyatt would follow him or throw himself on the floor crying because he wanted to be with the "big boys" aka daddy and Chad. When Wyatt awoke from his nap he wanted to go cuddle with Chad not mama or daddy. It was so cute and heartwarming to see him love the people that we love and see all the good that we see in them. To trust someone so fully and love them. We are traditional type people so if Jacob and I meet Jesus earlier than expected Wyatt and Camden will be going to live with Chad and Kristie, seeing the way they love both of our boys whether it's play wrestling with Wyatt or cuddling and rocking Camden while gaming. They are parents to our children to. And I see the pride and love in their eyes while they take care of our boys. It makes my heart flutter with joy to know our boys are well loved and cared for by so many.
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
Day 19-Millions of peaches, peaches for me
Genesis 8:22
"As long as the earth endures, seedtime and harvest, cold and heat, summer and winter, day and night will never cease."
Today was the family's first trip to Green Bluff for peaches. Jacob and I decided to pack up and go on whim. We told Wyatt we would be picking peaches and his little face lit up and the whole trip there he sang, peaches, peaches, peaches in the background. Jacob and I, having never picked peaches at the bluff, weren't sure where to go so we just started driving until we found a place we liked. We ended up at Hidden Acres (we now highly recommend this place). The people there were so nice. We asked if we could purchase a single peach for Wyatt before the U-pick commenced due to the fact that Wyatt wouldn't understand why he couldn't eat one right away. The man told us that was part of the experience, he said "you have to eat three or four while you are picking, then come and buy your box. You don't need to buy one before hand." I couldn't tell who's face lit up more mine? Jacob's? or Wyatt's? Either was it was a great experince. Wyatt picked a peach right away and devoured it. By the second one he slowed down a bit but he has a smile plastered to his face the whole time.
Now a days I feel like people can't get anything for free. And we didn't want to gyp anyone of their money, so we offered to buy a peach ahead of time. Green Bluff is like a world of it's own, the people there are so nice a polite, they are so happy to share the experience of passing on tradition to our families, of harvesting and fellowship. It reminded me that God gave everyone gifts, at Hidden Acres we were given the gift of niceness, enjoyment, and love. It was as if they welcomed us into their family and farm with their hospitality and joy.
"As long as the earth endures, seedtime and harvest, cold and heat, summer and winter, day and night will never cease."
Today was the family's first trip to Green Bluff for peaches. Jacob and I decided to pack up and go on whim. We told Wyatt we would be picking peaches and his little face lit up and the whole trip there he sang, peaches, peaches, peaches in the background. Jacob and I, having never picked peaches at the bluff, weren't sure where to go so we just started driving until we found a place we liked. We ended up at Hidden Acres (we now highly recommend this place). The people there were so nice. We asked if we could purchase a single peach for Wyatt before the U-pick commenced due to the fact that Wyatt wouldn't understand why he couldn't eat one right away. The man told us that was part of the experience, he said "you have to eat three or four while you are picking, then come and buy your box. You don't need to buy one before hand." I couldn't tell who's face lit up more mine? Jacob's? or Wyatt's? Either was it was a great experince. Wyatt picked a peach right away and devoured it. By the second one he slowed down a bit but he has a smile plastered to his face the whole time.
Now a days I feel like people can't get anything for free. And we didn't want to gyp anyone of their money, so we offered to buy a peach ahead of time. Green Bluff is like a world of it's own, the people there are so nice a polite, they are so happy to share the experience of passing on tradition to our families, of harvesting and fellowship. It reminded me that God gave everyone gifts, at Hidden Acres we were given the gift of niceness, enjoyment, and love. It was as if they welcomed us into their family and farm with their hospitality and joy.
Day 18- bedtime
2 Chronicles 6:40
"Now, my God, may your eyes be open and your ears attentive to the prayers offered in this place.
Each night we have a bed time routine, it goes something like this: clean up the kitchen, start the bath, I get Camden ready for bed and changed, Jacob tackles Wyatt's bath, Jacob get's Wyatt dressed for bed, they come give mama, Camden, and Keesa kisses. Then Jacob goes to put Wyatt down. On this night Camden wasn't quite ready for bed so we meandered into Wyatt's room and saw Jacob sitting down on the floor next to Wyatt's bed. They were talking about what they should pray for and Wyatt's first thing was Jesus, he has to pray for Jesus. Then he had to pray for the whole family. It was heartwarming to say the least. It filled me with joy and a smile that radiated from deep in my heart to see Jacob teaching Wyatt a fundamental principle of our faith.
"Now, my God, may your eyes be open and your ears attentive to the prayers offered in this place.
Each night we have a bed time routine, it goes something like this: clean up the kitchen, start the bath, I get Camden ready for bed and changed, Jacob tackles Wyatt's bath, Jacob get's Wyatt dressed for bed, they come give mama, Camden, and Keesa kisses. Then Jacob goes to put Wyatt down. On this night Camden wasn't quite ready for bed so we meandered into Wyatt's room and saw Jacob sitting down on the floor next to Wyatt's bed. They were talking about what they should pray for and Wyatt's first thing was Jesus, he has to pray for Jesus. Then he had to pray for the whole family. It was heartwarming to say the least. It filled me with joy and a smile that radiated from deep in my heart to see Jacob teaching Wyatt a fundamental principle of our faith.
Day 17- Anniversary
Hebrews 13:4
Marriage should be honored by all
Today I was able to celebrate four years of marriage to the most wonderful, sweet, loving, kind, funny man! I am beyond proud to call him my husband and soul-mate. Watching him raise our boys and teach them how to be Christ-like warms my heart daily. We were blessed with a date (just the two of us) and the food was to die for good. We were so full you could have rolled us out of the restaurant. Friends of ours gifted us a dinner and at first it was weird to accept it, I can't pin point why it was hard to accept. Possibly we didn't want to feel like we were taking advantage of a friendship, or proud because we want to afford it on our own. As we sat across the table from one another and enjoyed the love, laughter, and silence. I realized how extremely blessed we were to have that date, to have that gifted to us. It was far better than any gadget, flowers, or thing that could have been bought for me. It was more than a gift of food it was a gift reminding me of my husband and our marriage. I was able to think past the kids, what I would have been making for dinner, or who's turn it is to do the dishes. I was truly able to spend quality time in my marriage and I thank our friends dearly for that gift. But more importantly I thank God for Jacob. God knew he was meant for me, just as he knows so much more. I can't wait to see what he has in store for us over our lifetime together.
Marriage should be honored by all
Today I was able to celebrate four years of marriage to the most wonderful, sweet, loving, kind, funny man! I am beyond proud to call him my husband and soul-mate. Watching him raise our boys and teach them how to be Christ-like warms my heart daily. We were blessed with a date (just the two of us) and the food was to die for good. We were so full you could have rolled us out of the restaurant. Friends of ours gifted us a dinner and at first it was weird to accept it, I can't pin point why it was hard to accept. Possibly we didn't want to feel like we were taking advantage of a friendship, or proud because we want to afford it on our own. As we sat across the table from one another and enjoyed the love, laughter, and silence. I realized how extremely blessed we were to have that date, to have that gifted to us. It was far better than any gadget, flowers, or thing that could have been bought for me. It was more than a gift of food it was a gift reminding me of my husband and our marriage. I was able to think past the kids, what I would have been making for dinner, or who's turn it is to do the dishes. I was truly able to spend quality time in my marriage and I thank our friends dearly for that gift. But more importantly I thank God for Jacob. God knew he was meant for me, just as he knows so much more. I can't wait to see what he has in store for us over our lifetime together.
Wednesday, September 1, 2010
Day 16
Psalm 69
29 I am in pain and distress;
may your salvation, O God, protect me.
Tonight was Wednesday, I look forward to Wednesday's because I serve as a leader for our church's high school youth group (IGNITE, woot-woo). I love going and talking to kids, seeing them grow in their love for God, worshiping with arms held high having no other care in the world but being there with God, and sharing in fun n' fellowship. Normally Wyatt is with the grandparents and Camden stays with me. Camden has such a blast; he gets passed around, loved on, and always dances then falls asleep to the loud ear pounding sounds of worship. In the last few days Camden has started to set a bed-time for himself which happens to be about 7:30pm. I have been digging it because he goes down and I get a little bit of mommy time to wind down by myself or with Jacob. Tonight I was not a fan. He barely made it to 7:10 when he started to fuss and cry. He was tired and ready for boobie n' bed. I know it sounds horrible to admit I wanted to stay at youth group but I did. I wanted to spend that time with the kids I love, but Camden was not going to allow that to happen. I rushed him out of there and got him home in time to change him and feed him before all heck broke loose (in the form of Camden wailing).
At first I wanted to feel awful for wanting to stay, but realized that sometimes our thoughts and actions don't go together. Of course Camden comes first and his needs, I deeply love and cherish him and would never deny him of his needs, but I selfishly wanted to stay and have fun, to play and talk, to share and goof-off. I think often people can blend the line between what needs to be done and what wants to be done. Tonight I followed the "need" and left the "want" behind but I can remember many times when I chose the "want" first. Watching Camden while he drifted to sleep soberly reminded me that he is my need and want right now (which I wouldn't trade for anything, one look at him and I want to stay in that moment forever). Even though I may have had a fleeting selfish thought of wanting to stay I was quickly brought back to the reality of my true want and need. I hope when I look at Camden drifting to sleep I can also be reminded of not only my need for God, but my deep down desire and WANT for God. He is my savior and redeemer. He should be my driving want and need, seeing Camden tonight made that clear.
29 I am in pain and distress;
may your salvation, O God, protect me.
Tonight was Wednesday, I look forward to Wednesday's because I serve as a leader for our church's high school youth group (IGNITE, woot-woo). I love going and talking to kids, seeing them grow in their love for God, worshiping with arms held high having no other care in the world but being there with God, and sharing in fun n' fellowship. Normally Wyatt is with the grandparents and Camden stays with me. Camden has such a blast; he gets passed around, loved on, and always dances then falls asleep to the loud ear pounding sounds of worship. In the last few days Camden has started to set a bed-time for himself which happens to be about 7:30pm. I have been digging it because he goes down and I get a little bit of mommy time to wind down by myself or with Jacob. Tonight I was not a fan. He barely made it to 7:10 when he started to fuss and cry. He was tired and ready for boobie n' bed. I know it sounds horrible to admit I wanted to stay at youth group but I did. I wanted to spend that time with the kids I love, but Camden was not going to allow that to happen. I rushed him out of there and got him home in time to change him and feed him before all heck broke loose (in the form of Camden wailing).
At first I wanted to feel awful for wanting to stay, but realized that sometimes our thoughts and actions don't go together. Of course Camden comes first and his needs, I deeply love and cherish him and would never deny him of his needs, but I selfishly wanted to stay and have fun, to play and talk, to share and goof-off. I think often people can blend the line between what needs to be done and what wants to be done. Tonight I followed the "need" and left the "want" behind but I can remember many times when I chose the "want" first. Watching Camden while he drifted to sleep soberly reminded me that he is my need and want right now (which I wouldn't trade for anything, one look at him and I want to stay in that moment forever). Even though I may have had a fleeting selfish thought of wanting to stay I was quickly brought back to the reality of my true want and need. I hope when I look at Camden drifting to sleep I can also be reminded of not only my need for God, but my deep down desire and WANT for God. He is my savior and redeemer. He should be my driving want and need, seeing Camden tonight made that clear.
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