HAPPY FATHER'S DAY! TO GOD

  Thank you , God, that you came for my sorrows, my griefs. Thank you for being my Mighty God, my Prince of Peace and by Your stripes I am healed. There's power in Your blood to not only save and keep from sin, but heal my wounds, little girl memories of violation, fear of the known and unknown. Oh, God, how excellent is Your name in all my earth. By Your name, Satan must flee and in the name of Jesus I have the victory.

  Thank you, Father, for being my counselor. If it wasn't for Your guidance, Your awesome instructions, I would be stumbling along trying to find hope and direction. Sometimes, your counsel seems confusing and maybe contradictory, but looking back I've been able to see that there were things in my future I couldn't see at the time. Oh, You know me, you know my frame, you know my make-up, my deepest needs and imperfections, and you lead on to perfection, to completeness, to wholeness. You lead me through my paths into Your paths of righteousness. 

  Thank you for fighting for me. Thank you for putting hedges of protection around me when there is no strength in me to fight. Thank you for putting me under Your wing when I am so wounded, hurting and scared, and whispering words of love and promises of protection. Thank you for raising a standard against the enemy and calling loud enough for me to hear, "You can come no further. She is mine, not yours. You've done enough. You can come no further." Thank you, oh, thank you for a chance. Thank you for breathing life into me, emotional life, spiritual life. 

  Thank you for believing in me when I can't believe in myself. Thank you for placing people in my path to help me begin to understand that you created me just as I am, and to you I am beautiful. Thank you for having patience with my failing trust and my fears that cause me to flinch and step back. You never push me to give to you. I see now how many times you give and keep giving. And when you see a spark of trust starting to flicker, You fan it. 

  Thank you for holding me every time I need it. You never want anything in return for holding me. You never violate me or accept the times I try to see how I can repay you. And you let go when You know I am clinging to you the wrong way. Thank you for being so pure, so right, and so everything Love truly is supposed to be. 

  Thank you for your disciplines. You make me keep trying to walk even when I get so tired of always falling down. Thank you for loving me so much that You're not willing to allow me stay where I am, but make me keep growing, keep seeking, keep trusting. Thank you for being there to fight my battles. You don't want me to give up, but You love me enough to let me make my choices. And that Love makes me keep coming back to You, makes me keep fighting with all the strength I have. 

  Thank you, Father, that joy comes in the morning, sunshine after the rain, healing after wounds. Thank you, that as I step into the unknown future, I can look back and see that you have passed by and you've made a difference in me and it gives me assurance that as I step, You will be there to guide my footsteps. Thank you that I know that you don't mind my running back to you when life seems so harsh and unforgiving. I will always be your little girl who never has to wait for you to notice me because I always have your ear and your lap is always there for me to climb into to be held like I long to be held. 

  God, You are my God. You are my Daddy, too. Thank you for all the time you've spent on me and for promising that you won't leave or forsake me, or change moods on me, or fail me, or violate me, or reject me. You are my real Father and I can't thank you enough for everything you've done for me and been to me.

Thank you with all my heart!!!

Happy Father's Day!!!!

Pro---Cras---ti-----nate..........

Is this a household word in anyone else's home besides mine? 
I set out last night to finish putting the laundry away. Now, I'm not talking a couple of loads, oh no, rather about eight of them.
I got it done....mostly.

I decided I'd make a cake last night around 9:30. When I read the recipe and saw that the cake needed to cool completely before layering I decided I'd start another project while the cake was baking. The cake came out of the oven and I set it on the stove......and it's still there this morning.

Every single morning I tell myself the floors are all going to be swept and mopped after my husband leaves for work. Did you catch that, "Every single morning?" I've been saying that since last Tuesday.....

I ran across a little saying that I have posted on my refrigerator, mainly to remind me to clean it out and wash the containers immediately. Here it is:


                     PROCRASTINATE LATER

Many times I've about walked away from doing the dishes, when I've glanced at that tiny piece of paper giving me the "Mommy look." It sure has helped me stick to a task until it's completed, after I got started, of course.

But today is going to be different than any other day in my history. I'm going to clean my entire house including closets, drawers and under beds. The meals will be on time, the laundry put away, and the bills paid. Ooooooo, I'm feeling inspired......

But before I get started, I need to catch up with some of girlfriends and find out what's been going on since we last spoke, see what the latest news is on Yahoo!News, start a book I've been meaning to read, spend quality time with my children....Oh, the list goes on.....

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Happy New Year! Again

WOW! Has it actually been that long since I posted? Well, I have a few excuses for anyone who is listening. After my last post, my husband started working the night shift all seven days. I felt like I was in another world trying to serve breakfast before 6 a.m., keeping a 4 year old and a two year really, really quiet until lunchtime, doing my "loud housework" in the afternoon, etc., etc. 

My sister got married to a wonderful man in March and I tried to help as much as I could with the preparations. 

I got pregnant in late Spring with twins, however, Jesus asked for them back 10 weeks later. Although I've done my share of grieving, I feel secure knowing that a part of me is already in Heaven.

We started foster care in July and had our hands full up until the first of November. I felt like I was running in a cylinder 24/7.

We were able to go to Honduras for Christmas and New Year's! This is something we have wanted to do since we got married. We got to see my husband's family and have a wonderful time of visiting, shopping, going to Church, and swimming.

Now, 2013 is already one month old and we are off to a great start. I went up to Kansas to attend my Grandma's 80th birthday party. We really had a nice time, especially Grandma.  I think she has been looking forward to that for months.

My husband is back to working nights, but somehow, I'm keeping it together better this time. Lord willing, it'll only be until the end of March and I'll have him back on a normal schedule again.

We started our school year in Honduras. Isn't it neat how homeschoolers can take the entire school with them on vacation? Anyway, so I've organized all of our activities and bookwork for the year. 

When I got back from Kansas, I planted different types of lettuce in pots on my porch. I'm hoping that we'll be able to have fresh salad at least five times a week. 
I'm looking forward to getting my garden started again. Hopefully, I'll have a more successful story to tell this time. I'm planning on putting lime and soil conditioner in my clay to help balance the nutrients so my vegetables thrive. 

God is so good! He has been with us another year and we've lived to see 2013. We praise Him for His mercy and care.

I'm starting another blog that mostly going to be about cooking and meal planning. Check it out!

 www.cheaperbythedoz.blogspot.com

Adios for now! And we'll have to see how loooooong it takes me to post again.