Friday, April 29, 2011

New things...

Well we are all set to go house hunting on Monday with our realtor. We got our pre-approval letter last week for the mortgage so the only thing we have to do is find the right house (well, and the 8 million other things that go along with that like the inspection and the paperwork lol). But we are on our way to being homeowners.

It's really bittersweet for me. I've lived in my town for most of my life. I know where everything is, all my friends are here, and I know exactly where I need to go when I need medicine at 2 am. Now we are going to be between a half hour to an hour away from here depending on where we go. I won't know where anything is for a little while until I get the 'feel' of the town.

I'm worried about my Uncle Keith. He doesn't have a car and he really only has a few people he can depend on besides me now that him and my mother don't speak anymore. Speaking of my mother, I'm afraid that if we don't reconcile before I move we never will. I just can't have the drama of her life affect my children at all. I don't want to go into details on here, it's just hard to know what to do in a situation like this.

It IS exciting knowing that we are going to be homeowners soon though. We get to walk in that front door and know that it's ours (well and the banks until we pay it off lol). The flowers I plant will be there year after year. I can decorate it any way I want too :)

It's hard to leave the (rented) house we are in now though. I was pregnant with my oldest when we moved in here. Now he will be six this year. That's a lot of memories in this old house.

Sorry if this is all over the place. I have a million thoughts running through my head lately and it's making me kind of scatterbrained :)

Until next time,

Thursday, April 28, 2011

Daybook for 4/28/2011

Outside my window... it's cloudy and rainy and chilly.
I am thinking... about how much I have to do when we find a house to buy.
I am thankful for... quiet time to myself.
I am wearing... Blue comfy pants, and a pink sweatshirt. I'm not going anywhere today :)
I am creating... a crocheted blanket for my friend who is due in August.
I am going... nowhere
I am reading... A Conversation with God by Alton Gansky
I am hoping... to find our house when we go out with the realtor Monday
I am hearing... sounds of drilling from the basement. My husband an
d oldest son have some sort of project going on downstairs :)
Around the house... It's almost clean and quiet right now. My youngest is down for a nap.
One of my favorite things... Time to sit with a cup of tea and a good book
A few plans for the rest of the week: Hopefully getting outside to work on the flower beds. They are in bad shape and it won't stop raining. Maybe a little more packing and going through stuff.
Here is picture for thought I am sharing...
I'm so lucky to have both my boys with their silly, funny, loud, loving, frustrating antics.

Monday, April 25, 2011

Lord have mercy on me!

Luke 18: 10-13

10 "Two men went up to the temple to pray, one a Pharisee and the other a tax collector. 11 The Pharisee stood up and prayed about himself: 'God, I thank you that I am not like other men--robbers, evildoers, adulterers--or even like this tax collector. 12 I fast twice a week and give a tenth of all I get.' 13 "But the tax collector stood at a distance. He would not even look up to heaven, but beat his breast and said, 'God, have mercy on me, a sinner.'

What a powerful story this is. We all want to be like the second man, we all think we are like the second man, but sometimes we all act like the first man.

I was actually convicted of this last night when I was talking to my husband. I went on and on about how no one takes a stand anymore and about how we all need to use the gifts we get from the spirit. Then I realized just how few the times are that I actually stand up. That lead me to really think about the things I do, and I realized I'm more like the first man than I care to admit.

My prayers of thanksgiving have a faint tone of 'ha ha ha, I'm so much better' to them. I give thanks that I'm a keeper of the home but it doesn't stop there and I say how horrible it is that more women dont' think like me.

I give thanks for my healthy family and then pray for the children I know who's family dynamic is different than mine. Not abusive, neglectful, or dysfunctional, just DIFFERENT.

I somehow think I have all the answers because I have the gift of discernment. It's such a double edged sword. Discernment can be helpful to a church and to individual people but it can also make you prideful and think you know all the answers.

None of us are worthy or righteous except through Christ and our human nature can sometimes make us think that we have all the answers when we don't. Prayers of thanks are a wonderful thing but I think that we need to be mindful of the fact that a prayer of thanks is one thing but a prayer of thanks that you are better than someone else is another. God knows all the answers, not us, and definatly not ME!

God, have mercy on me, a sinner!

Friday, April 22, 2011

Good Friday musings...

So this year is really the first year that I have really FELT the meaning behind Good Friday. My Christian walk has been spotty and halting and I've never really gotten into the celebrations. This year is different though. The cross is heavy on my mind today.

In my online travels I've only come across a few postings about Good Friday. I expect it on more secular websites etc, but when a Christian based website or forum isn't talking about Good Friday I feel like there is something wrong. Have we all forgotten what this day means to us, and to the world? Has the suffering that Jesus went through been reduced to a small footnote in history?

We cannot joyfully proclaim, "He is Risen!" if we don't remember the fact that Jesus first had to die. He went willingly to that cross for every single one of us! He died a horrible, painful death FOR US! The pastor at my church talked about this last week on Palm Sunday. She talked about how we go from one celebration (the triumphal entry of Jesus into Jerusalem) to another (Jesus rising from the grave) but we cannot forget the grief in the middle (the Crucifixion). It's the meat in the middle that gives both celebrations their extraordinary meaning.

I've stayed away from my blog because I have been leery to write things like this. It's been brewing for a little while but I don't write because I don't ever want to cause waves or ripples but I've realized something today. Not taking a stand on things, worrying about what other people think about me, it takes away from the glory of God. I've spent the last few years trying to serve two masters (the world and God) equally and it just can't be done. God deserves the glory, not man.

Remember this day that the shadow of the cross is on all of us and two thousand years ago a man walked willing to die on that cross for you.

For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish , but have everlasting life. John 3:16

Monday, April 4, 2011

The Blessing of Adversity by Barry C. Black

I was lucky enough to get this book for review. This is really an amazing book for something that should be so second nature to us Christians. Seeing how God can use our adversities for good.

Mr. Black does a very good job in coming at the subject from a scriptural perspective. Every statement he makes seems to be backed up by God's word.

The book is separated into three different sections. Mastering the basics, avoiding sources of trouble, and turning your adversity into advantage. This takes us through the whole process of looking at our adverities in a different light.

This book is not a sermon, but rather a guidebook from somone who has also faced adverity in their life.

I highly recommend this book. I think that every Chirstian should read it.

I recieved this book from Tyndale Publishers for free in exchange for a review. I was not required to give a postive review and all thoughts are my own.