I find myself thinking over words. I can hear the voice that said them, I can hear the tone used in speaking them. Whether words are spoken or read, I hear them. Words linger in a mind and often lead us to a battle field in our mind. All-knowing God, obviously wise beyond our comprehension, foresees the battle that could take place. God instructs us to take untrue thoughts captive unto His obedience. Through the wisdom of His Holy Spirit, I can determine truth in the words spoken or read. Words enter my heart and mind because of my choice. Therefore I am in control. I have the choice to fill my heart and mind with words of encouragement; taking captive the thoughts that are not beneficial for my soul.
So where do I turn to for the ultimate source of comfort, peace, encouragement? The Holy Words of God. I love that God gave us words to read. I love that we can return to His inspired , God breathed words and receive fresh winds of renewal. The words passed down through the ages proclaim His goodness and grace. His words were preserved for my reflection and revealing. His words cut through to the heart and in that place of examination, there is no place to hide. His words are alive and active. His life giving words are what I must choose to dwell on; feast on and devour as my source of existence. For without the living words from the Creator of this universe, I would be lost.
So the choice is up to me whether or not I enter His courts seeking His wisdom. Once I do and regain perspective, I want to live in that place forever. And then it happens, an argument is in need of Mamma Referee, my sneakers stick to the goo from sippy cups at breakfast, the one year old found markers and is decorating, all before I have finished my first cup of coffee. Poof! Gone are the peaceful words just read, replaced with words of frustration and feelings of never ending "to-dos". So I am at a crossroads, do I continue to walk down the mental path full of words of exhaustion, or do I put the breaks on that path, taking those thoughts captive, putting up a barricade in my mind. After setting up my wall of defense against that non-profitable path, I then need to make the choice to rest in the arms of my Savior, allowing Him to calm me and give His wisdom in every situation.
So silly are the little things that happen throughout the day that can easily rob me of my joy, my peace, my stillness. Even typing them out, I scrunch my nose and think wow, those situations are no big deal. But so quickly I let them become a big deal, in my mind. And if dwelt on, my thoughts become my actions and in turn my words, yuck. Because words are a tool to allow communication and connection happen, I need to be on guard for the words I read and listen to. Because once they are in my mind, they do fester and whirl around, only coming forth in how I, myself live and in return, say words. The famous saying, "think before you speak" could not be more true. So for me, the thinking before speaking is what I am focusing on. I have been tremendously blessed with some recent words spoken to me and also read.
"Let the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart be acceptable in Thy sight O Lord, my rock and my Redeemer." Direct me to those You have chosen to use for your glory through the gift of words. May my words spoken be filtered through a heart and mind in true fellowship with You.
"Finally, brethren, whatever is true, whatever is honorable, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is of good repute, if there is any excellence and if anything worthy of praise, let your mind dwell on these things." Philippians 4:8
Dwell well my friends.
Thursday, September 29, 2011
Sunday, January 23, 2011
This month makes me reflect....
It has almost been six years since I welcomed my son Ezra into the world. The night of his birth I walked into the ER and was brought to the OB floor where my husband met up with me after parking the car. Once hooked up to the monitors, it became evident that our son was in distress. With my husband by my side, we were quickly told by the OB nurse that the doctor on call would need to do an emergency c-section, the first one for this mother twice already. We were in shock. I still remember the overwhelming feeling of fear as I quickly said goodbye to my husband and was rushed down the hallway to the operating room. Tears filling my eyes, I just stated over and over, "Jesus". I could not say anything other then His name, knowing that He was in control of my son's life. After I woke up and saw my son for the first time by way of the digital camera, I only wanted to hold him. We finally agreed on a name, Ezra Cross. He was brought to us for a quick minute in the middle of the night. He was so quiet, so sweet. Signs of a brain injury during birth did not come to light until the next morning. He was sleepy and did not wake up, I only wanted to hold him and nurse him. I was told to wait. When we were told that tests would need to be run on Ezra and that it meant taking him 1.5 hours away, we knew this was serious. It was becoming evident to us by watching him that he suffered a severe injury. Friends came to our side, the power of prayer sustaining us. My husband along with a friend, followed behind the ambulance that had our one day old son within it. I was back at the hospital, getting things in order to make the trip to be with my husband and son Ezra. Dear friends were caring for two daughters. My husband returned and gave me the news from the initial test done on Ezra's brain. Brain damage.
We entered uncharted waters, numb from disbelief. Yet, God gave me unexplainable peace. I gathered my belongings ready to make the trip to the NICU. My body in pain from surgery did not compare to the pain in my heart, the longing to hold Ezra and make everything ok for him. The trip was silent for the most part, with a few phone calls to inform our friends and family. Knowing that I had my best friend along on this new journey was God's gift to me. My husband was so strong, a source of comfort, arms to hold onto when I was so weak.
Even before we were allowed to see Ezra, we were taken into a room to met with the doctors, discussing just how severe Ezra's brain injury was. I sat there in a wheelchair, not knowing what to ask or say. We acknowledged that we understood the results from his first CAT scan. More tests were to follow, decisions were to be made. Without a second of consideration, we Ezra's parents, firmly stated that his life is worth saving and to do so, whatever it took. Only hours ago, Ezra was still safe in my stomach, protected from all this pain. We walked through each day moment by moment, resting in God's perfect plan. We went through many emotions as we tried to make sense of it all. We were in a fight for his life. Believing that it was significant, no matter what his brain function would be. We did not believe that we could make the decision of life or death. That was for God to decide for our son. We were told to take pictures and dress him as we wanted. His sisters were brought to meet him. They asked why he wasn't home. That became was our goal. Getting Ezra home was our plan of action. Through up and downs, the day came when we brought him home. My amazing parents made the three day drive out to us, dear friends flew in from Maine, friends close by visited, gifts and cards given, along with phone calls and emails from all over the world. We were in awe and saw the body of Christ in action.
Today presently, I think back to those days of fighting along with Ezra for his life and marvel at the hand of God. His timing is perfect. God brought Ezra into this world at the exact time He had planned since the beginning of time. When my husband and I said our "I do's" we did not know God would choose us to be Ezra's parents. Though not a word leaves his lips, his "speeches" of God's power and grace have been heard around the world. To be part of God using our son in declaring His goodness and glory is a privilege.
We continue to tell Ezra's story. Privileged to be his parents. Nothing could have prepared us for the news we were given all those years ago. We take one day at time, resting in God's plan for Ezra. God continually gives us the wisdom we need in caring for Ezra and how to best fulfill his needs. We do long and pray for his brain to be healed, but we also rest in the fact that his ultimate healing may only take place in eternity. Raising Ezra has been a journey for us that has strengthened our marriage and united us as a family with a total of six children now within our home.
I love that Ezra was born in the month of January, when the Sanctity of Life is celebrated; for we have stood in the presence of doctors that did not view every life as precious and created by God with purpose. We fought for his life and God gave us the victory, taking him home at 2 weeks old. Because we were told his life would end soon due to his brain damage, getting him home in the presence of family was for a peaceful good bye. I smile now, because that good bye has never taken place! The blessings and lessons we might have missed if we'd given up the battle, makes me shudder. I thank you Lord for being my rock and fortress, for the perfect peace you wrap around me, for the strength to go on, for the wisdom I need in how to care for him, for the encouragement I receive through the loved ones you have given me, for the growth in my faith as I depend on You.
Ezra was fearfully and wonderfully made. I believe it with all my heart.
We entered uncharted waters, numb from disbelief. Yet, God gave me unexplainable peace. I gathered my belongings ready to make the trip to the NICU. My body in pain from surgery did not compare to the pain in my heart, the longing to hold Ezra and make everything ok for him. The trip was silent for the most part, with a few phone calls to inform our friends and family. Knowing that I had my best friend along on this new journey was God's gift to me. My husband was so strong, a source of comfort, arms to hold onto when I was so weak.
Even before we were allowed to see Ezra, we were taken into a room to met with the doctors, discussing just how severe Ezra's brain injury was. I sat there in a wheelchair, not knowing what to ask or say. We acknowledged that we understood the results from his first CAT scan. More tests were to follow, decisions were to be made. Without a second of consideration, we Ezra's parents, firmly stated that his life is worth saving and to do so, whatever it took. Only hours ago, Ezra was still safe in my stomach, protected from all this pain. We walked through each day moment by moment, resting in God's perfect plan. We went through many emotions as we tried to make sense of it all. We were in a fight for his life. Believing that it was significant, no matter what his brain function would be. We did not believe that we could make the decision of life or death. That was for God to decide for our son. We were told to take pictures and dress him as we wanted. His sisters were brought to meet him. They asked why he wasn't home. That became was our goal. Getting Ezra home was our plan of action. Through up and downs, the day came when we brought him home. My amazing parents made the three day drive out to us, dear friends flew in from Maine, friends close by visited, gifts and cards given, along with phone calls and emails from all over the world. We were in awe and saw the body of Christ in action.
Today presently, I think back to those days of fighting along with Ezra for his life and marvel at the hand of God. His timing is perfect. God brought Ezra into this world at the exact time He had planned since the beginning of time. When my husband and I said our "I do's" we did not know God would choose us to be Ezra's parents. Though not a word leaves his lips, his "speeches" of God's power and grace have been heard around the world. To be part of God using our son in declaring His goodness and glory is a privilege.
We continue to tell Ezra's story. Privileged to be his parents. Nothing could have prepared us for the news we were given all those years ago. We take one day at time, resting in God's plan for Ezra. God continually gives us the wisdom we need in caring for Ezra and how to best fulfill his needs. We do long and pray for his brain to be healed, but we also rest in the fact that his ultimate healing may only take place in eternity. Raising Ezra has been a journey for us that has strengthened our marriage and united us as a family with a total of six children now within our home.
I love that Ezra was born in the month of January, when the Sanctity of Life is celebrated; for we have stood in the presence of doctors that did not view every life as precious and created by God with purpose. We fought for his life and God gave us the victory, taking him home at 2 weeks old. Because we were told his life would end soon due to his brain damage, getting him home in the presence of family was for a peaceful good bye. I smile now, because that good bye has never taken place! The blessings and lessons we might have missed if we'd given up the battle, makes me shudder. I thank you Lord for being my rock and fortress, for the perfect peace you wrap around me, for the strength to go on, for the wisdom I need in how to care for him, for the encouragement I receive through the loved ones you have given me, for the growth in my faith as I depend on You.
Ezra was fearfully and wonderfully made. I believe it with all my heart.
Sunday, October 10, 2010
The wonderful brisk days of fall time.....
Life is good, life is blessed.....recent pictures of some of the beautiful days with my family!
Monday, July 05, 2010
My days are full....
I have to be honest. I love to write. I love to express myself through words. I started blogging to stay in touch with friends and family near and far, writing out what the Lord has and continues to teach me. Along the way, I have "met" new blogging friends. God has wonderfully brought encouragement to me by way of the blogging world. It was the thing to do years ago, have a blog. My time to write is always limited, the desire it there, but it has to take a back seat.
So right now, this afternoon with a beautiful peaceful silence within my home, I take time to write. I had to step over Legos along with looking past the unfolded laundry, but for now, I choose being here. I have changed the title of my blog to "Living in the Moment". I have often thought about what I treasure most from day to day. There is an overwhelming list that runs through my head.
One treasure for me is time. Time never stands still, we have a choice how to use it, we can never go back with time. My days are full. I try to use the word full to describe my amazing life. To always say busy makes it sound like I am running without breath. Lord knows I am busy....but with what? What do I choose to spend my time doing? When I use the word full, I envision it an accurate description of what the Lord has called me to do every day. Full makes me think of a deep well of water, it is vitally important. No one wants a dry well, they want it full. I can fill my days with just stuff or make the most of my days and make them full of obeying the Lord, while I minister to my family. What I choose to do with my time only reflects where my heart is at that moment. I praise Him for the blessing of being a Mamma to my children. I love that my days are full of impromptu dances with my children, slobbery kisses from babies, going over the manners of how to ask for something, sounding out words in a book, washing my hands a gazillion times after diaper changes, cutting up apples, tying shoelaces, and giving snuggles in my lap. (just to name a few) Those are the moments that pass all too quickly. My eyes teared up even writing them out! I desire and ask the Lord to help me make the most of my time while my children are in my home. I praise God that my husband supports me in the daily teaching and training of our children through our lifestyle of homeschooling.
So, as I titled this post "my days are full" I want to record what the Lord has been showing me these last few months. My desire with the dawning of each new day, is that I will be refreshed and ready to be used by God in the lives of my family. That as it says in Proverbs: "She opens her mouth in wisdom, and the teaching of kindness is on her tongue. She looks well to the ways of her household and does not eat the bread of idleness." Proverbs 31:26&27
May I not be idle and use my time wisely. For right now, journaling was a enjoyable and refreshing way to use my time. There is a time for the chores of the home, but the Lord is showing me there are certain times that are better for those things then when I can have some special quiet moments with my husband and my children. The things of the home can not be neglected either, but for me, I have always struggled with choosing the chores over "living in the moment".
So, as I walk past the toys on the floor to spend some quiet moments with my daughters, please excuse the mess! :) Signing out to go live in my treasured moment...may my days be FULL of His goodness!!
So right now, this afternoon with a beautiful peaceful silence within my home, I take time to write. I had to step over Legos along with looking past the unfolded laundry, but for now, I choose being here. I have changed the title of my blog to "Living in the Moment". I have often thought about what I treasure most from day to day. There is an overwhelming list that runs through my head.
One treasure for me is time. Time never stands still, we have a choice how to use it, we can never go back with time. My days are full. I try to use the word full to describe my amazing life. To always say busy makes it sound like I am running without breath. Lord knows I am busy....but with what? What do I choose to spend my time doing? When I use the word full, I envision it an accurate description of what the Lord has called me to do every day. Full makes me think of a deep well of water, it is vitally important. No one wants a dry well, they want it full. I can fill my days with just stuff or make the most of my days and make them full of obeying the Lord, while I minister to my family. What I choose to do with my time only reflects where my heart is at that moment. I praise Him for the blessing of being a Mamma to my children. I love that my days are full of impromptu dances with my children, slobbery kisses from babies, going over the manners of how to ask for something, sounding out words in a book, washing my hands a gazillion times after diaper changes, cutting up apples, tying shoelaces, and giving snuggles in my lap. (just to name a few) Those are the moments that pass all too quickly. My eyes teared up even writing them out! I desire and ask the Lord to help me make the most of my time while my children are in my home. I praise God that my husband supports me in the daily teaching and training of our children through our lifestyle of homeschooling.
So, as I titled this post "my days are full" I want to record what the Lord has been showing me these last few months. My desire with the dawning of each new day, is that I will be refreshed and ready to be used by God in the lives of my family. That as it says in Proverbs: "She opens her mouth in wisdom, and the teaching of kindness is on her tongue. She looks well to the ways of her household and does not eat the bread of idleness." Proverbs 31:26&27
May I not be idle and use my time wisely. For right now, journaling was a enjoyable and refreshing way to use my time. There is a time for the chores of the home, but the Lord is showing me there are certain times that are better for those things then when I can have some special quiet moments with my husband and my children. The things of the home can not be neglected either, but for me, I have always struggled with choosing the chores over "living in the moment".
So, as I walk past the toys on the floor to spend some quiet moments with my daughters, please excuse the mess! :) Signing out to go live in my treasured moment...may my days be FULL of His goodness!!
Friday, March 12, 2010
The past few weeks...
I am thankful for a nugget of time to update my blog. So here goes...an update of what the past few weeks have included.
The most joyous news of our home is another sweet son born only weeks ago!
So let me properly introduce my sweet son to you.
Noble Rivera Borbe was born on January 25th, 2010 at 8:04am by way of a repeat C-Section. Noble weighed 8 lb. 6 oz. and was 21 inches in length. We were very shocked at how big our son was, thankful he was healthy, and praising God for the privilege of another son! We chose the name Noble because of the meaning- "honorable, courageous, brave" and because we, as believers are called to think of things that are Noble (Phil 4:8), Rivera is my maiden name and an honor to his grandparents.
He is a beautiful addition to our Bunch and is fitting in quite well as our sixth child. We are all in love with him and each sibling loves to snuggle him and hold him. Big brother Owen just randomly informed me while coloring that, "Baby Noble is so cute!" as he returned to his coloring, I smiled at those sweet comments from a loving big brother. Boston loves to introduce "baby" any time someone comes by the house or when out together at the store. He thinks he is big stuff when holding his baby brother. We are thankful that he is adjusting well, although he has complete dibs on Nana and Papa when they are visiting, Noble just has to wait :) Ezra responds to his crying and gets the biggest eyes when he hears Noble cry. I love to see him seem so concerned for him, once we assure Ezzy that Noble is ok, he calms down. Ezzy is a good big brother. The girls are so very helpful around the house...their "little mamma" training is still happening every day, but I am so blessed by them and their help!
We celebrated Ezra's FIFTH birthday on January, we rejoice in the blessing he is in our lives! We hosted a wonderful Royal Knight themed party, a beautiful cake was made by daddy along with amazing decorations! We had a wonderful time together with friends and family whom are so very special to our Borbe Bunch.
I have been extremely blessed by help from so many sweet special people. The list is long of how I have felt so very loved and taken care of these past few weeks. God is amazing in His love for us in using people to encourage my heart! From meals brought in to laundry and cleaning done, I am thankful!
God has taught me much in these past few weeks, from battling a spinal headache, additional hospitalizations for myself and being apart from my family and new son, Ezra having pneumonia, the other children being sick, Noble fighting jaundice that resulted in repeat blood work and days on a billy blanket here at home, and having my best friend and hubby traveling away from home for work, just to name a few :)....God has shown Himself GOOD all the time. He is continually growing me in my patience with the children, giving me words of correction and training for them. He is showing me more and more that I must ENJOY my days as I keep up with my home, not just survive the day, I desire to have a heart that desires to "look well to the ways of her household"...I LOVE my life here in my beautiful home full of blessings, but I can let my desire to keep things clean and orderly all the time rob me of the JOY He offers. Life IS busy and full, keeping up with the house will always be there, so as my days are full of many tasks, I choose to take time with the things of life that are passing all too quickly, the training and nuturing of my children. I am thankful that God is ever patient with me his daughter and that His mercies are new every morning. I can so quickly blame my attitude on "being so tired" but I need to daily lean on HIM and His constant source of strength, for when I am weak, He is strong! I have a gracious understanding husband who causes me to thank God every day!! So as I close this update with some pictures, I have a sticky jelly filled face to clean off and kiss and a sweet baby boy that needs to nurse....enjoy your day and be blessed!
Baby Number Six before he was born...
A very proud Daddy to Noble
Big sister Ellie feeding Noble, while Mamma is in the hospital for the second time (missing her family tremendously!!)
Noble on the billy blanket at home
Sweet Baby Noble
First family outing with Noble
Noble Rivera Borbe- One Month Old
The most joyous news of our home is another sweet son born only weeks ago!
So let me properly introduce my sweet son to you.
Noble Rivera Borbe was born on January 25th, 2010 at 8:04am by way of a repeat C-Section. Noble weighed 8 lb. 6 oz. and was 21 inches in length. We were very shocked at how big our son was, thankful he was healthy, and praising God for the privilege of another son! We chose the name Noble because of the meaning- "honorable, courageous, brave" and because we, as believers are called to think of things that are Noble (Phil 4:8), Rivera is my maiden name and an honor to his grandparents.
He is a beautiful addition to our Bunch and is fitting in quite well as our sixth child. We are all in love with him and each sibling loves to snuggle him and hold him. Big brother Owen just randomly informed me while coloring that, "Baby Noble is so cute!" as he returned to his coloring, I smiled at those sweet comments from a loving big brother. Boston loves to introduce "baby" any time someone comes by the house or when out together at the store. He thinks he is big stuff when holding his baby brother. We are thankful that he is adjusting well, although he has complete dibs on Nana and Papa when they are visiting, Noble just has to wait :) Ezra responds to his crying and gets the biggest eyes when he hears Noble cry. I love to see him seem so concerned for him, once we assure Ezzy that Noble is ok, he calms down. Ezzy is a good big brother. The girls are so very helpful around the house...their "little mamma" training is still happening every day, but I am so blessed by them and their help!
We celebrated Ezra's FIFTH birthday on January, we rejoice in the blessing he is in our lives! We hosted a wonderful Royal Knight themed party, a beautiful cake was made by daddy along with amazing decorations! We had a wonderful time together with friends and family whom are so very special to our Borbe Bunch.
I have been extremely blessed by help from so many sweet special people. The list is long of how I have felt so very loved and taken care of these past few weeks. God is amazing in His love for us in using people to encourage my heart! From meals brought in to laundry and cleaning done, I am thankful!
God has taught me much in these past few weeks, from battling a spinal headache, additional hospitalizations for myself and being apart from my family and new son, Ezra having pneumonia, the other children being sick, Noble fighting jaundice that resulted in repeat blood work and days on a billy blanket here at home, and having my best friend and hubby traveling away from home for work, just to name a few :)....God has shown Himself GOOD all the time. He is continually growing me in my patience with the children, giving me words of correction and training for them. He is showing me more and more that I must ENJOY my days as I keep up with my home, not just survive the day, I desire to have a heart that desires to "look well to the ways of her household"...I LOVE my life here in my beautiful home full of blessings, but I can let my desire to keep things clean and orderly all the time rob me of the JOY He offers. Life IS busy and full, keeping up with the house will always be there, so as my days are full of many tasks, I choose to take time with the things of life that are passing all too quickly, the training and nuturing of my children. I am thankful that God is ever patient with me his daughter and that His mercies are new every morning. I can so quickly blame my attitude on "being so tired" but I need to daily lean on HIM and His constant source of strength, for when I am weak, He is strong! I have a gracious understanding husband who causes me to thank God every day!! So as I close this update with some pictures, I have a sticky jelly filled face to clean off and kiss and a sweet baby boy that needs to nurse....enjoy your day and be blessed!
Baby Number Six before he was born...
A very proud Daddy to Noble
Big sister Ellie feeding Noble, while Mamma is in the hospital for the second time (missing her family tremendously!!)
Noble on the billy blanket at home
Sweet Baby Noble
First family outing with Noble
Noble Rivera Borbe- One Month Old
Sunday, January 17, 2010
an understatement....
To title this post "long overdue" is an understatrment!!
Due to needing to take it easy in my last week of my 6th pregnancy, I am now embracing this sweet gift of stillness and am going to try updating our blogs!
As I try to ignore the crys of my 18 month old teething and giving daddy an arm- holding work out :) I am so very thankful for the chance to share what the Lord has been teaching me.
Believe it or not, I do think of things I could write about here as way of recording the amazing things God does for his children. As the thoughts swirl around in my head, they often just stay there, waiting to be written down. Lately the Lord has been teaching me patience. For any mother out there, you know that patience is something I think we are daily learning and growing in! For now though, for myself personally, I have caught myself asking the Lord, "why are even simple daily tasks hard for me to do right now, physically?!" As I carry this blessing, a new son, I still find myself wanting to do everything I usually do. But when I end up in tears due to my back hurting so bad, you would think that I would get it....oh, but no, I still try harder. So, just even in these last few days, God has used my family to show me it is ok so "be still....know that He is God" He has a plan for me and I need to be obedient.
I guess what I am trying to convey is that I need to be ok with not being "supermom", others can and do a wonderful job doing the same things I do every day, they desire to help, I need to accept. So, for this 'ol stubborn mom, I am thankful that God has given me this time to reflect and enjoy sitting still. I am thankful for friends and family praying for little 'ol me. I am thankful for the blessing of bearing children and for all that each added one teaches me as thier mother. I am thankful that my husband loves me continually, as I have been a difficult and complaining pregnant women :) I am thankful. I am amazed and I am refreshed.
Thank you Lord, for you never are taken back by daily events, you have a plan and I commit my ways to you.
Due to needing to take it easy in my last week of my 6th pregnancy, I am now embracing this sweet gift of stillness and am going to try updating our blogs!
As I try to ignore the crys of my 18 month old teething and giving daddy an arm- holding work out :) I am so very thankful for the chance to share what the Lord has been teaching me.
Believe it or not, I do think of things I could write about here as way of recording the amazing things God does for his children. As the thoughts swirl around in my head, they often just stay there, waiting to be written down. Lately the Lord has been teaching me patience. For any mother out there, you know that patience is something I think we are daily learning and growing in! For now though, for myself personally, I have caught myself asking the Lord, "why are even simple daily tasks hard for me to do right now, physically?!" As I carry this blessing, a new son, I still find myself wanting to do everything I usually do. But when I end up in tears due to my back hurting so bad, you would think that I would get it....oh, but no, I still try harder. So, just even in these last few days, God has used my family to show me it is ok so "be still....know that He is God" He has a plan for me and I need to be obedient.
I guess what I am trying to convey is that I need to be ok with not being "supermom", others can and do a wonderful job doing the same things I do every day, they desire to help, I need to accept. So, for this 'ol stubborn mom, I am thankful that God has given me this time to reflect and enjoy sitting still. I am thankful for friends and family praying for little 'ol me. I am thankful for the blessing of bearing children and for all that each added one teaches me as thier mother. I am thankful that my husband loves me continually, as I have been a difficult and complaining pregnant women :) I am thankful. I am amazed and I am refreshed.
Thank you Lord, for you never are taken back by daily events, you have a plan and I commit my ways to you.
Wednesday, December 03, 2008
I am still alive and well...
LIFE has taken over and blogging has taken a back seat, and for those of you on Facebook you KNOW how that can replace any free time that used to be for blogging :)
My latest journal entry can be found at Ezzy's blog.
My latest journal entry can be found at Ezzy's blog.
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