We had a great time tonight at our Sunday School Christmas party. I don't have any party pictures, but I do have a picture of my little helper when we were baking cookies to get ready this afternoon. We played Cranium & had a blast (even though my team was in last place). It's wonderful that our kids are great friends with our friends' kids. We get a babysitter on party nights & they get to go play together at the church, kinda like their own mini party. Gotta get my sleepy self to bed but here's the picture of my little chef.
Wednesday, December 12, 2012
Have you ever made a comment to someone in passing that was a little sarcastic or almost mean? You know, just a little jab at a friend that once you said it, you felt the need to say "just joking" to make sure your friend wasn't offended? How about the flip side? Has someone close to you "joked" about a weakness you have in a manner that makes you think they truly meant what they said, but felt bad about admitting it out loud? That's kinda where I am today. A short little comment inserted in a conversation yesterday stung me a little. Of course it was followed by a quick "oh she knows I'm just joking," but that didn't make it sting any less. I have no problem forgiving. In fact, I've already forgiven this dear friend & have no grudge. What I struggle with is how I let little comments shape who I am. These few words that were spoken to fill conversation attach themselves to my weakness, making the weakness a little bigger than it was yesterday. What a shock to realize that what I find as a small weakness in myself can grow to such a paralyzing size when left unaddressed. God made me just how I am. He knew what weaknesses I had & loved me anyway. I pray that He helps me overcome this issue I struggle with. I pray that instead of letting others' words make me feel weak, I will allow God to show me what He can do with a flawed girl who lets Him be in charge. That's the purpose of us having weaknesses anyway, isn't it? To let His strength shine through when it's obvious we can't do it ourselves? I think so.
Tuesday, December 11, 2012
Monday, December 10, 2012
I love Mondays. I'm not being sarcastic at all. Monday is my favorite day of the week as a stay at home mom. Monday morning is like a brand new notebook, fresh & clean. It's the chance to start over, to set new goals. I'm still not a morning person so I hate getting up early, but once I'm up & going I absolutely love Monday. Joey & Anthony go to school & Anna Catherine gets back in her normal routine. I'm so optimistic on Monday mornings that THIS WEEK is the week it will happen. This is the week when I will get it all together. I will get the whole house clean at the same time, not just one room clean today & a different room clean tomorrow. I will stay caught up on laundry this week. I will make a schedule & stick with it. I will be a better mom, a better wife, & a better friend by being organized & prepared. I love the fresh determination I have each Monday morning. Deep down I know that it will never happen. The chances of my real world matching the picture in my head are pretty slim, but there's something about Monday that makes me think that it could really happen...