And do not forget to do good and to share with others, for with such sacrifices God is pleased. Hebrews 13:16 NIV
"I need to remind my husband to get gas in the van on his way to pick up the camper," I thought as I got ready to turn into the parking lot to drop my daughter off at dance class. Only one thing wrong with that--I have the van!
Now how in the world could I have possibly done this again. A few months back I was suppose to take the other car, but I automatically got in the van. It is after all, the main vehicle I drive. I told myself all day that I was not going to make the same mistake again.
I even managed to tell my daughter, who I knew would be with me, and should have a better memory than me. Surely, she'd remember! Nope, here we were 20 minutes later in the vehicle that was supposed to be left at home.
My husband even reminded me befoer I left, "Remember to take the Jeep."
"Yeah, yeah I know."
The sad part was, that the entire way there I didn't even think twice about the vehicle I was driving. The realization literally hit me as I needed to remind my husband of something. How can I so easily forget what I need to remember.
There are times when I'm so busy with life, that I may forget to share what God wants me to do. I get my own idea in my head of how something should be, and forget to do the sharing I should be doing. Sharing with others should be and easy thing, and should come without thinking. Just as getting in the wrong car because I did it with out thinking--it was just instinct.
Tuesday, May 29, 2012
Tuesday, May 15, 2012
"Train a child in the way he should go, and when he is old he will not depart from it." Proverbs 22:7 NIV
Another boy, we have another son, I thought as I held my second son in my arms for the first time. The nurses made me more nervous with him though than with my first. They told me I needed to wake him every two hours to eat or his blood sugar would go down, or something like that.
After a month of him having his days and nights mixed up, and me trying to feed him all the time. I finally said "Enough". I believe he'll be fine, he just doesn't want to eat every two hours. Sure enough after that, he was on a regular schedule and never once had a problem with his blood sugar. Now he has no problem eating or grazing all the time.
This Saturday delight of a boy will graduate high school. He has brought me such joy and can find a way to push my buttons. He has a way of teasing and bringing out the laughter. He has always been willing to lend a helping hand, and serve. Sometimes I may have asked to much of him, but it was easier when I knew he'd do it.
I am so proud of him, and believe I have done everything to teach him about God and serving him. I hope that he will not depart from what he knows to be the truth. I do realize that this son of mine will have to make his own choices.
He wanted to know the Lord when he was quite young-in the grocery store of all places. He prayed the sinners prayer and asked Jesus to be his Savior. I often wondered if he was to young, but know he believes.
It has been a joy to be his teacher these last four years, I wished it could have been more. He has learned so much and has most of the time concentrated on what he needed to learn. He may forget which form of "there" to use, and forget the apostrophes, but he knows a lot and usually smokes us all at Jeopardy.
My mother's heart often hurt for him, when even though he was a part of the team he was often overlooked. He though enjoyed every minute of whatever team he was on. He really enjoys sports and has always done his best whenever he got the chance to play. I didn't like when I would have to miss a game because it was played so far away. He is the only reason I will watch a game of football, and I've learned so much about basketball.
I was proud to pin his Eagle badge on his Boy Scout uniform the day he became and Eagle Scout. Yes, this boy of mine has made this mama proud. I can't wait to see what plans God has for him, and trust that he will follow His lead.
Another boy, we have another son, I thought as I held my second son in my arms for the first time. The nurses made me more nervous with him though than with my first. They told me I needed to wake him every two hours to eat or his blood sugar would go down, or something like that.
After a month of him having his days and nights mixed up, and me trying to feed him all the time. I finally said "Enough". I believe he'll be fine, he just doesn't want to eat every two hours. Sure enough after that, he was on a regular schedule and never once had a problem with his blood sugar. Now he has no problem eating or grazing all the time.
This Saturday delight of a boy will graduate high school. He has brought me such joy and can find a way to push my buttons. He has a way of teasing and bringing out the laughter. He has always been willing to lend a helping hand, and serve. Sometimes I may have asked to much of him, but it was easier when I knew he'd do it.
I am so proud of him, and believe I have done everything to teach him about God and serving him. I hope that he will not depart from what he knows to be the truth. I do realize that this son of mine will have to make his own choices.
He wanted to know the Lord when he was quite young-in the grocery store of all places. He prayed the sinners prayer and asked Jesus to be his Savior. I often wondered if he was to young, but know he believes.
It has been a joy to be his teacher these last four years, I wished it could have been more. He has learned so much and has most of the time concentrated on what he needed to learn. He may forget which form of "there" to use, and forget the apostrophes, but he knows a lot and usually smokes us all at Jeopardy.
My mother's heart often hurt for him, when even though he was a part of the team he was often overlooked. He though enjoyed every minute of whatever team he was on. He really enjoys sports and has always done his best whenever he got the chance to play. I didn't like when I would have to miss a game because it was played so far away. He is the only reason I will watch a game of football, and I've learned so much about basketball.
Tuesday, May 8, 2012
All day long I have been plagued; I have been punished every morning. Psalm 73:14 NIV
Another one bites the dust, as I tried to use a can opener it broke in my hands. It seems as though the past year I have had a can opener plague.
A few years ago I got a really nice hand operating can opener. It went around the edge of the can and I could pull off the lid without the worry of cutting myself. I liked it, my family did not. "It doesn't work for me," was the phrase I often heard as someone else in my family tried to use it.
Well as most things do, this can opener wore out. It still worked on occasion, but not very well. So the purchase of a new can opener was necessary. Looking in the store the decision was made to buy a nice hand held one. I brought it home and life was good--cans were opened with little complaint.
Soon though, all to soon the can opener no longer functioned well. It became difficult to open cans with it. Three or four or more times around became ridiculous. So a trip to the store was necessary as I had to once again pick a can opener. This time the cheapest one was chosen, with the thought that if it doesn't work than I didn't waste a lot of money.
Cans were opened once again, at least for a day. This one broke just after a couple of uses. Oh my, off to the store I went once again. This time the purchase was made of a more expensive one, and it worked for awhile at least. We even purchased this one for the church because the church's had disappeared. Someone else also bought one for the church. All the can openers worked for a year anyway.
The one at home broke once again. Then while at church trying to prepare a dinner both of the ones broke there. A quick run to the store brought a new one, and wouldn't you know it. It didn't work from the get go. Such a simple thing, and such a problem.
This time I wasn't taking any chances, I broke down and spent the extra money for an electric can opener. The day came for it's first use, it took awhile and the reading of the directions but finally it opened a can! Well sort of, it opens most of the can. Two places are still connected on every can, so this requires two trips around.
So I've decided we must have a can opener plague. Sure I could take the new one back or call the manufacture, somehow though I don't think it will work. We after all have a can opener plague.
Another one bites the dust, as I tried to use a can opener it broke in my hands. It seems as though the past year I have had a can opener plague.
A few years ago I got a really nice hand operating can opener. It went around the edge of the can and I could pull off the lid without the worry of cutting myself. I liked it, my family did not. "It doesn't work for me," was the phrase I often heard as someone else in my family tried to use it.
Well as most things do, this can opener wore out. It still worked on occasion, but not very well. So the purchase of a new can opener was necessary. Looking in the store the decision was made to buy a nice hand held one. I brought it home and life was good--cans were opened with little complaint.
Soon though, all to soon the can opener no longer functioned well. It became difficult to open cans with it. Three or four or more times around became ridiculous. So a trip to the store was necessary as I had to once again pick a can opener. This time the cheapest one was chosen, with the thought that if it doesn't work than I didn't waste a lot of money.
Cans were opened once again, at least for a day. This one broke just after a couple of uses. Oh my, off to the store I went once again. This time the purchase was made of a more expensive one, and it worked for awhile at least. We even purchased this one for the church because the church's had disappeared. Someone else also bought one for the church. All the can openers worked for a year anyway.
The one at home broke once again. Then while at church trying to prepare a dinner both of the ones broke there. A quick run to the store brought a new one, and wouldn't you know it. It didn't work from the get go. Such a simple thing, and such a problem.
This time I wasn't taking any chances, I broke down and spent the extra money for an electric can opener. The day came for it's first use, it took awhile and the reading of the directions but finally it opened a can! Well sort of, it opens most of the can. Two places are still connected on every can, so this requires two trips around.
So I've decided we must have a can opener plague. Sure I could take the new one back or call the manufacture, somehow though I don't think it will work. We after all have a can opener plague.
Tuesday, May 1, 2012
Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own. Matthew 6:34 NIV
The tears they came, even though I tried to will them away. God had prepared me for the answer, but still the news was hard.
The end of the month is a time when the county pays for the previous month's care of children on the program. I know about when this is due, but when I checked it was not there. I wondered why, and God said "It arrived late."
Four weeks before, I had been serving the Lord at the end of the month. I wasn't home the first day I could have mailed in the aper work required, but knew I would be home in plenty of time to get the it complete and in the mail in time. This was one of the first things I did after arriving home.
The envelope with all the information was placed in the mail. I wondered if it would make it, but assured myself it would. It usually takes a day. I didn't really think about it again. Our mail comes at different times throughout the day. Some people can say "I get my mail at 2:00 every day." Not us we get it in the morning one day and the late afternoon the next. This day must have been a late afternoon pickup.
The money I expected still hadn't arrived by the time Monday rolled around, so I decided to call. The news I expected, I received. I even explain how this is not a good thing. He said, "Your money will come just not for awhile."
Upset, the tears fell. I mean we've been trying to follow the "Total Money Makeover" by Dave Ramsey. He makes it sound so easy, first step save a $1,000. Well how in the world am I suppose to do that, when the money doesn't come in?
There is good news, since I have been trying to save. There was enough there to pay the water bill and the electric bill. Groceries were bought, so we would't starve. Somehow, even without other payments not coming in. There was even enough for the car insurance to be paid.
I'm not quite sure how, all is I know I serve a loving God who cares enough for the lilies in the field to look beautiful and the birds to get their food (even if it's my blueberries). So I know he must care for me and will provide for us even when it doesn't look so promising.
The tears they came, even though I tried to will them away. God had prepared me for the answer, but still the news was hard.
The end of the month is a time when the county pays for the previous month's care of children on the program. I know about when this is due, but when I checked it was not there. I wondered why, and God said "It arrived late."
Four weeks before, I had been serving the Lord at the end of the month. I wasn't home the first day I could have mailed in the aper work required, but knew I would be home in plenty of time to get the it complete and in the mail in time. This was one of the first things I did after arriving home.
The envelope with all the information was placed in the mail. I wondered if it would make it, but assured myself it would. It usually takes a day. I didn't really think about it again. Our mail comes at different times throughout the day. Some people can say "I get my mail at 2:00 every day." Not us we get it in the morning one day and the late afternoon the next. This day must have been a late afternoon pickup.
The money I expected still hadn't arrived by the time Monday rolled around, so I decided to call. The news I expected, I received. I even explain how this is not a good thing. He said, "Your money will come just not for awhile."
Upset, the tears fell. I mean we've been trying to follow the "Total Money Makeover" by Dave Ramsey. He makes it sound so easy, first step save a $1,000. Well how in the world am I suppose to do that, when the money doesn't come in?
There is good news, since I have been trying to save. There was enough there to pay the water bill and the electric bill. Groceries were bought, so we would't starve. Somehow, even without other payments not coming in. There was even enough for the car insurance to be paid.
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