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Live and On Fire

Mr and Mrs

We walked hand in hand. We laughed. We talked. And most importantly, we slept. Yes, that describes the sometimes romantic but mostly relieving Valentine’s weekend we, as parents of young boys, enjoyed. In years past I’ve hyped up Valentine’s, expecting flowers and a night of fairytale romance. And then there were two. Two young boys, that is. And my dreamy and sometimes unattainable thoughts of grandeur dissolved into a reality consisting of a messy house, a tired body and a busy husband. But I’ve figured out a way to still keep that fire burning (most of the time). Here’s a look at how to do it when you can drop the little ones off with relatives. Thursday I’ll look at how you can do it with the kids around (gotta be creative, but it can be done).

– Go visit the place where your hubby proposed. Grab each of your favorite snack, sit and reminisce.
– Fire up the Nintendo or Xbox, and play the games that the kids hog all week. It’s so much fun!
– Go see that movie you’ve been dying to see.
– Have a wonderful dinner, complete with uninterrupted conversation. So that’s what it feels like to finish a thought?
– Wait. Listen. What do you hear? Nothing. Enjoy that sound.
– And me and my hubby’s favorite? Sleep. 😉

Who’s the Real Superhero?

superhero

My husband posted something profound on Facebook today. It definitely bears repeating. Well said, honey.

I was getting ready to get my little man(4) ready for the day. He did not want to because he had on his superhero underwear and he knew it meant putting a clean one on. I started thinking you are not a super hero because of what you wear…which lead me to thinking about us n our relationship with god. we are not defined by what we do, have or wear. We are ‘super’ because we serve and belong to a ‘super-natural’ God. As such, it’s time we go out and be ‘super’. Rescue some one today, encourage someone today, amaze someone today, avert a crisis today, after all you are a ‘super-hero’ serving a ‘super-natural’ God! ‪#‎Da‬-Real-Super-Heroes

Too Busy. Too Crazy. Too Much.

November busy blog updated

Don’t tell me it’s never happened to you before. Okay, maybe it wasn’t the cell phone. But you were looking all over for the glasses on top of your head. Or you searched the house from top to bottom for your car keys (oh, the irony, as you will see). Or how about tearing the car apart for the coins for the toll that you “just had in your hand”?!

And then there’s plans. Double booking appointments. Forgetting meetings not written on the calendar. Or one of my new personal favorites, planning an entire child’s birthday party … at the wrong location. Because you’re too busy, things are too crazy and you are doing entirely too much.

Yep, you read it right. A real life situation. The names have been omitted to protect the overwhelmed (no worries, she encouraged me to use her story for my blog lol). A friend of mine called frantic, a few hours before her daughter’s birthday party. She’d done her due diligence – sent out invitations timely, coordinated decorations, planned fun and exciting games, and assured every detail was set. She just forgot one small thing … to double check the location. The invites she sent were to a rock climbing facility all right … just not the one where she paid for the party. So here we were, hours before the big event, calling, texting, even frantically Facebooking (is that a real word?) people to get them to the right address at the appointed time. We can laugh about it now. But last weekend, before it started, I assure you she was not laughing.

Nor was I, when at the end of the party, I couldn’t find my keys. In my rush to make calls, get there early to help set up, and be ever so helpful, I’d put my keys down somewhere. And when everyone left, they were no where to be found. I was stuck waiting for hubby and his spare set to come to the rescue. Too busy. Too crazy.

Stop. Relax. Cut yourself some slack. Breathe. Nine times out of ten, whatever you are stressing over, is not as unto death. It ain’t that serious. Take a moment. Refocus. So you won’t be stuck looking crazy like we were … trying to do too much. 😉

When Purpose Drives You

October - Purpose

I recently read a thought-provoking article titled, “Quality That Can’t Be Taught” by Christy Wright. It spoke volumes to me about the importance of hiring people who actually care for others; people who possess intrinsic compassion, integrity and decency towards others. A flight attendant selflessly gave her breakfast to a pregnant woman who boarded the flight, starving, and had been unable to eat. It was a simple yet profound act of kindness that made all the difference to the recipient.

As I read the article, however, another message screamed loudly at me: purpose. When you are doing what you were designed to do, what you were created to do, you fulfill your purpose. And you do it with joy, with intention. It’s not a drudgery. That’s not to say there’s no work involved – we all know that’s not true. However, your passion to go the extra mile shines through. I don’t know if that flight attendant believes that her job is what she was created to do. However, her belief that she should help and serve others, and do all she can to fulfill that mission, is evident by her actions.

Make it your goal to discover what your purpose is – what did God place you here to do? Then move toward fulfilling it – with everything in you. Your drive and passion will become a visible testimony to those who come in contact with you.

Let Your Purpose Drive You.

Here’s a look at the article that inspired me. Enjoy:
http://christywright.com/2014/09/the-quality-that-cant-be-taught/

Be …. Inspired

September - Inspiration

I am looking for inspiration today. Inspiration to write, inspiration to focus on the tasks ahead, inspiration to push just a little bit harder. But right now, it’s just not there. I’m tired. And having a hard time. So, I decided to make a list of things that help inspire me.

1. Being an example for my kids
2. Being able to help someone with what they’re going through
3. The ability to inspire someone else to pursue their dreams
4. Wanting more out of my life
5. Not wanting to waste the gifts God has given me

Easy. No. Necessary? Yes. I must be inspired … even if I have to “inspire” myself!

Want More? Give More.

Blog - August - community-helping-hands

So many people are so afraid to share with others. They don’t want to share their knowledge, because then you’ll know what they know. Share their time, they’ll be behind in what they’re trying to achieve. Share their resources and what they have … less for them later. And then they’re looking around, wondering why they don’t have enough.

If you want more, the answer is simple. Give more. I’m a giver by nature. I love to help people, to encourage and uplift them, to give them resources that can help them, to give my time and efforts to assist them. And it comes back to me … in huge unexpected ways. Like all of the incredible free resources people are unselfishly sharing with me on my new homeschool journey; like a gracious new friend who invited me to her house and showed me her set up so I can see a homeschool in action; like the many beautiful Godly sisters who love me through word and deed; like my husband who gives of himself to our family every single day.

Giving pays so much more. Expand your borders. Be a giver.

Me Too

I worked so hard last year to remove stress from my life. Not the everyday stress that comes from being blessed with two incredibly rambunctious little boys, but extra, unnecessary, took on too much, said-yes-when-you-should-have-said-no, stress. It tries to rear its ugly head occasionally, and I even get sucked in every so often, but overall I am doing a good job of keeping it at bay.

During this past week, as I think about starting to homeschool and continue working, I’ve felt the back of my neck stiffen and my stomach churn. Undue stress was trying to make a comeback. I prayed, refocused, refreshed, yet it remained. Nagging doubts crept in … could I do it all? Was this crazy? Was I crazy? Is this even possible? And on and on and on.

Then the most wonderful thing happened. I heard two of the most beautiful words in the English language.

Me too.

Me too – other women confessed online, in Facebook posts, that they were dealing with situations just like mine.
Me too – these women talked about struggling with decisions, with time, with busyness
Me too – they talked about making it through successfully … and coming back for another year

Who knows how sharing your story can help someone else dealing with a similar situation.
Me too.

Wives, Listen Up

My husband is an amazing man. I am very blessed. He is an excellent father, works hard and tries hard in all he does. He even manages to pop in an occasional surprise or two for me. Well he really managed to render me speechless (which is saying a lot) this week.

Wives, listen up

We’re making some big changes in our household. Homeschooling, setting up schoolrooms, revamping office space … it’s a miniature little construction village. When we were in the planning stages a couple of months ago, my husband told me he could finish walls that only had insulation, to make the room inhabitable.

Wives, listen up

I trusted him. I knew he had experience painting. I knew he’d helped his dad with many construction projects. I knew he loved handyman work. But putting up walls? To look like the “real walls” in other parts of the house? Um… wasn’t too sure about that one. But I decided to support his efforts, put out the money, and see what we ended up with.

Wives, listen up

Why am I telling the wives to listen up? Because it’s important to believe in your husband. Support your man. Validate his efforts. But your time, talent, and treasure (yes, family money) into helping him do it. And then trust him to do it. What did I end up with as a result? A room with “real walls” (he even painted them) that looks gorgeous – even better the walls done by the professionals. I’m looking for a way to get the newly painted room as mine, and let him have the old one. Now that part he ain’t having. Lol.

So glad I listened up.