Tuesday, July 31, 2012

track 6


 
I was driving home with the family tonight and my favorite song came on.  It's kind of my anthem song.  It moves me to the core.  The girls know whenever track 6 comes up we are going to hear it over and over and over again...all our voices chiming in.  The speakers are turned full volume...hands are raised and if I could close my eyes I would.  I love this song so much thought I'd share.






Newsboys...Forever Reign



Verse 1
You are good You are good
When there's nothing good in me
You are love You are love
On display for all to see
You are light You are light
When the darkness closes in
You are hope You are hope
You have covered all my sin

Verse 2
You are peace You are peace
When my fear is crippling
You are true You are true
Even in my wandering
You are joy You are joy
You're the reason that I sing
You are life You are life
In You death has lost it's sting
[ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsty.com/newsboys-forever-reign-lyrics.html ]
Chorus
Oh I'm running to Your arms
I'm running to Your arms
The riches of Your love
Will always be enough
Nothing compares to Your embrace
Light of the world forever reign

Verse 3
You are more You are more
Than my words will ever say
You are Lord You are Lord
All creation will proclaim
You are here You are here
In Your presence I'm made whole
You are God You are God
Of all else I'm letting go

(Repeat Chorus)

Bridge
My heart will sing
No other Name
Jesus
Jesus





Have a blessed day.









690.  newsboys
691.  phone call with kristine



692.  afternoon thunderstorms
693.  CHICK-FIL-A



694.  my honey who doesn't mirror my moods...God I love him!
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Sunday, July 29, 2012

boxing with lady ocean




We were driving home last night from the beach and I told honey I literally feel beat up by the ocean.  I'm going to refer to that big beautiful expanse as a "she".  She seemed to be in a mood yesterday.  Deceptive to say the least.  No waves to be seen, just calm and THEN BAM!  Slam!!  No thank ya ma'am.  I got walloped I don't know how many times.  And I don't do it gracefully like some.  I have my top about yanked off.  My cute little bandanna rips away.  I swallow half the salty surf and come up gasping for breath.







My little chick got smacked around too.  Literally!  It looked like she was spanked on the bottom.  HARD!  Shame on her...that moody ocean.  She taught us a lesson.  Tried to beat us down.  And for my little who all of a sudden has been struggling with seeds of fear...that was all it took for her to get the sad face and to pout for part of the day:(







Fear is an interesting thing.  All it takes is one bad experience...one scary event to shift what used to be fun...what used to be exciting into something we never want to do again.



 


What seemed unappealing for us was just the opposite for my big chick.  She seemed to thrive with the big waves...egging them on.  Come and get me she seemed to say:)  Instead of getting pulled under by the waves she went into them face forward...diving into their scary powerful pull.  I marvel at my first born.  At her bravery with life.  I marvel at her eye for beauty and her upbeat attitude.  Her, in all of her 12 years of life, seemingly full of knowledge and wisdom.  How can a child make me want to be a better person?  How can someone so young teach me so much?? 




We didn't let "her" win yesterday.  We got back in.  We braved those waves.  We had FUN!  Ultimately we faced those fears and didn't let them keep us down.  A lesson was taught...a pep talk was had:)  It was a good day boxing with lady ocean!!





Oh and by the way...my honey had his own boxing match.  It wasn't with lady ocean...it was with bad drivers!  Talk about some road rage.  We need to sign daddy up for anger management courses!!  The beach may be relaxing, but getting to and from not so much;) 







Have a blessed day.








685. lady ocean...nasty or not...we love you!
686.  time observing my girls
687.  pep talks and attitudes changed
688. rainbow colored umbrellas
689.  people watching...how God made us all big and small:)



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Thursday, July 26, 2012

utterly yours


It's funny how God puts people in your life to help you along the way.  A conversation with a friend, a forwarded email and a decision to pursue an assignment really opened my eyes to some beauty this week. 



I've been struggling a bit with self worth.  Where does my worth come from? Why do I feel like I'm on a constant roller coaster of acceptance of who I am??  My favorite scripture passage of all time is Psalms 139.  My assignment is to read it every day this week and rewrite it in my own words. Maybe you should too.  This is my interpretation.




You know me so well Lord.  You know what I'm going to do before I do it!  You see my struggle, my anxious thoughts.  You put me on the right course by placing your hand on my head.



No matter where I end up you are already there.  You keep me from falling, you keep me from that hole.  You are right there every step...protecting me.  Helicoptering my every move...ready to scoop me up if necessary.



You love me so much that you had a plan for me before I was even conceived.  You watched me take shape.  You orchestrated the whole thing...giving breath and life to my being.  You know me inside and out.  You are my Creator and I am your beloved creation...utterly yours.




Because of that fact you think about me all the time.  You want the best for my life and countlessly check in on my daily walk. 

Because of your devotion to me shouldn't I despise sin and those in opposition to you?  Shouldn't I defend you at all costs??



More than anything I want my life to be pleasing to you.  Use me Lord.  Show me what needs to change...the things that make you unhappy and reveal to me your perfect plan...your unwavering path for my every footstep.  This is my prayer.



Love it when His words become my words.  This is where my self worth comes from!! This is who I am!  His beautiful, one of a kind creation.  Perfect in His sight.  Made for a purpose and a plan.  I don't have to have anything figured out.  He already does. 





Have a blessed day.






679.  wide open spaces filled with beauty
680.  God's words written as a love letter to me
681.  tears that heal...
682.  yellow
683.  belonging to someone bigger than myself
684.  my girls who remind me daily how to love

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Tuesday, July 24, 2012

paradise found...flower arranging


I think y'all knew I grew up country...hence farmgirl;)  I played for hours outside as a child.  My brothers were 11 and 12 years older, and that kind of left me all to myself...which was alright.  I made up my own friends;)  "We" swang and roller skated.  "We" sang under the big tree in the front yard, and "we" played cook and explored the corn crib.  The land was my playground and my imagination had no bounds. 

I've been struggling with this desire to recapture that for my own girls.  AND for my own selfish desires of having chickens and flowers and a level yard where a pool won't collapse;)  I've been in want mode lately, so recently when my craft club met at Clara's farmhouse I have to admit I was struggling with DISCONTENTMENT.  Don't ya hate that word??  It's icky. 




Joannie and I drove up and we let out a collective gasp and a little shriek of an EEEEEEK!  It was perfect.  Her perfect green farmhouse complete with a white picket fence and HUGE yard full and overflowing with gorgeous flowers.  It's quite possible a little tear even popped out.  Geesh!



It was country all the way with boots lining the front door and fishing rods ready to grab at the spur of the moment.




There was warbled old glass panes and charm and and and...it was lovely.




And SHE was lovely!  Meet Clara...aka flower whisperer;) 


She lovingly took us by the hand and shared all that was hers...all her floral secrets...all of her flowers!!!  It was beautiful and generous and just plain awesome. 


I now know that when you cut flowers you need to immerse them in HOT WATER immediately.  This opens up all the little pores or whatever and hydrates them.  Then after you cut the stems you need to quick dip them...into a bacterial kill.  Can't remember the name.  And then you need to add floral powder to your cool water to arrange them...this extends the lifespan. 





I have to admit I was obnoxious that night.  As soon as I got there I was almost in a panic to capture pictures.  It's like I couldn't snap enough.  I wore these crazy hot Hunter's cause they were cute.  My legs were sweating like CRAZY!  It was HOT...we're talking mid-90's and air THICK with humidity.  And there I am in my ridiculous boots...traipsing through her garden. 




But can you blame me for going a little nuts??  It was eye candy everywhere.  Big bold blooms and butterflies fluttering around.  And this is what she does for a living...wow!

 

Despite my inner voice YELLING at me that this is what I want...right now...I know I'm where I'm at for a reason.  Not sure if I'll ever have the farmhouse or the chickens, but regardless my life is pretty full and blooming even without them. 

 

me artsy at farmgirl paints


Okay I think I might make this my first me artsy post...because arranging flowers is an art form.  It really is.  If you want to link up, grab my super cute new button...thank you Carissa Graham...and play along.  It does NOT have to be flower arranging.  You can be artsy any ol' way you choose.  If you want more information on arranging flowers one of my favorite HGTV designers just did an awesome post last week.  Check it out here.







Have a blessed day.






673. sitting in a tree swing...with my awesome flower arrangement;)


674.  stumbling onto a sunflower patch...more pics to come


675.  freckles!!!! 
676.  joannie
678.  sweet neighbor girls


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Sunday, July 22, 2012

no matter what

I've got some fun frivolous posts scheduled, but I just couldn't hit enter on those today.  My heart is so heavy from this latest shooting that I can't write about anything else.  Instead of pushing those feelings aside, I feel the need to type them out.  I'm sorry...I know you are probably tired of hearing about it too.

From the second I heard of the tragedy I had that sick, icky feeling in the pit of my stomach...just like we all probably did.  I've always internalized and taken on other peoples pain.  It's really hard for me to let it go.  Suddenly I'm in that movie theater terrified and confused.  I'm on the floor shaking with fear.  I'm the family member in the parking lot, screaming out in agony over my lost loved one.  Then I'm the mother of the killer...horrified and utterly distraught that my son could do something like this.  I can't even imagine what she's going through. 

It's so easy for me to put myself in other peoples shoes.  The one person I rarely relate to is the person who actually committed the crime.  It's beyond my comprehension and unfathomable.  When I think on these things I always come back to the reality that despite what happened God sent his son to die...even for this monster of a person.  His sin can be forgiven just like mine.  His debts can be paid.  His grace is sufficient even for him.  It's not where my mind wants to go.  I've got him strung up...and yet He loves.  He sees the sin.  He sees that hurting, misled sinner and He cares for him just as much as he cares for me.  How can that be?  Somehow in the midst of that revelation it brings me peace.  It reminds me that no matter what...






Have a blessed day.

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Tuesday, July 17, 2012

me artsy

I am all hyped up on caffeine right now girlies, so bear with me:)  It's been a weird week.  Revisiting the past with my last post put me in kind of a tailspin.  You all know I'm a nut like that.  So along with going down memory lane it made me re-evaluate my present and future, and to be honest I think I'm having a mini midlife crisis.  I won't be looking for a new man or buying a fancy sportscar anytime soon, but I do feel the need for CHANGE.


I'm SO not where I want to be in a few areas of my life. I'm feeling a little bored. HATE that word, but it's true. There is a giant hole of usefullness that needs filled up in me and it's probably due to a whole slew of things...big move, kids are getting more independant and don't need me as much, there's a master list staring at me and I never seem to get anything done etc... Regardless I'm keenly aware that I'm pregnant with SOMETHING and dangit I want that BABY. I need something to nuture, to take care of...to pour myself into...to make me feel ALIVE! Does any of this make sense, or have I really gone off the deep end??


And no I'm not actually pregnant.  I just had the lovely annual visit today.  So fun meeting a new doctor for the first time...NOT:/




I've mentioned this before, but it's worth restating...I LOVE INSTAGRAM.  It has become a big deal to me.  It's so fun connecting with people so quickly and easily.  I love looking at pictures.  It's revolutionary!!!!  If you don't have it...GET IT.  It's super cool. 


This month I've been doing the photo a day thing.  It just a fun way to keep you snapping pics.  Today's word was addiction.  So that got me thinking about stuff I enjoy and I've noticed a little theme.  Outside of my obvious biggest loves of my family and the Lord, I love stuff that I can control...that is all me.  For instance Pinterest.  Uh ME!!!!!  Blogging...ME!  Instagram...ME!!!!!!!!  Not sure if that's a bad thing, but I see a common link.




And here they all are in one pic;)  My phone, computer...oh and my new fav drink...thank you sweet friend for telling me about it.




Mix 1/3C coconut milk, 1/2C chocolate almond milk, 1 1/2 scoops chocolate protein powder, 1/2-1T instant coffee and some ice cubes and maybe a little water.  SHAKE AND FEEL THE RUSH!!!!  Never been an iced coffee drinker, but I crave this.  I NEED this to get me through the afternoon.  It's good.



*****BTW this recipe will be my last for awhile.  I'm officially done with "FEED MY FAMILY FRIDAY"!  I've got something else in mind.  It's fun and it's ME;)





One area that I would like to be doing more with is my creative side.  My paintbrushes miss me.  They do...I know it.  I believe with all my heart that if you just start making stuff the inspiration comes.  And Lord knows I need some of that, so I'm starting a new thing called Me ARTSY!  Every now and then I'm going to post a craft link up.  It won't be every week, because I HATE deadlines and nothing squashes my creativity more than knowing on Friday I have to write a post about ____________!  So keep your eyes peeled. 



I saw this little dog notebook at Target the other day.  SO cute!  Anyway it inspired me to do a paper craft of my sweet dog Fergie.  I haven't started yet.  Hope it turns out cute.  Join me if you like.   I'll post on it soon and you can link up with me. 





Have a blessed day.









668.  my first "fruit" of the year;)  i ate it in three bites.
669.  going to the beach again this weekend.  cannot wait!
670.  my breakfast date this morning
671.  BIG BROTHER
672.  our first moonwalk with the creepy "sheep herd frog" sound.  scared the crap out of us, but made a memory






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