Its a gorgeous Sunday today.. I have no idea what the temp is. I promised Noahkeem-since the summer that he could wash my van for $3. Today is that day. I told him he could wash it and I will supervise at 3:00pm. He is super excited and periodically keeps checking in to find out when 3:00pm is and how long it will take to wash the van. To the best of my ability, I scrubbed down the inside and tried to kill the science projects growing in the kids cup holders, vacuumed it out twice and planning to put Dolly's carseat back in before the sun goes down.
Somewhere over the course of the week I managed to loose my beloved ipod. And today I need it. Its sunny and I want my music humming in the back ground. I lost my little music machine, but didn't beat myself up over it this time. I have been changing purses & and back packs this week and I figured one of two things: Its in one of my bags or some stranger is listening to some awesome music right about now. I asked a couple of the Little people if they saw my ipod and asked one in particular if they took it. So what do I do best in situations like this? Pray. So I just asked God in front of one of the Littles to help me find my ipod. So after looking in about 3 places and dumping out my back pack and my hot pink tote back - I still couldn't find it. As I began sorting things and looking through a note book what did I find? My ipod! So I held it up so Dolly could see it and I said, "Look What I found?" I then began thanking the Lord, for helping me and hearing and answering my prayers and Dolly kept smiling and asking me to help her with her sneakers. I continued to thank the Lord and celebrated with a little Toby Mac as I helped Dolly with her sneakers. May she never forget that Jesus is always available to help us find the little things in life that mean alot to us.
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Sunday, October 9, 2011
Help Wanted
As much as this is place is a platforms of confessions of a stay at home mom, I am always reluctant to share deeper stuff with those who read this blog. I have several posts that are saved but not yet posted. I have posts waiting in the wings of my mind. I have posts that are nestled in the privacy of my journal.
I will say this much. Life has been difficult. We often give the appearance that things are great but deep down inside or sometimes not so deep down inside, things are not as great as we portray them. As much as we would love people to believe that things are perfect, they are not. We are not perfect. No one is. We live in a sinful, fallen and broken world. That is the reality. And with each breath we take we are closer to our deaths. From the moment we are born we are already dying. Isn't that sad? Or is that the motivation we need to make our lives count and to live on purpose each day?
Reading the blog of a friend who is going through a difficult time has inspired me to say a little (yet not much) about my difficulty. Writing is cathartic for me. It helps me get out what is in my head onto paper or better yet onto this blog. I make no apologies for my writing and opinions. Because they are what they are- they are mine.
The very muddy water I am walking through is proving to be an interesting and difficult journey. It is not hard to see sooner or later who loves you without question, without judgement, without conditions when you are at a difficult space in time. Sometimes the love that rises up is overwhelming- in a good way, and sometimes the disappearance of it from others is surprising and at times too thought provoking. One thing I know for sure is that God's love never fails. I don't want sympathy. I don't want pity. Yet Help is Wanted.
So as much as I would like to divulge everything, I know that this is not the arena for it. One thing however amazes me through this season that I am in is King David. Yes, the David of the Bible. Looking through the Psalms I see where David is exalting God one minute and is in the depths of despair the next. Yet God was very tender and patient toward David. Tonight Psalm 142 caused me to pause and think. David was alone, afraid, and in desperate need of God's help. I realized that sometimes in life, there are things that only God can help with. There are other times He will divinely set you up with people that He will use to help you but, other times, situations arise where your only hope is Him and Psalms 142 reflects that.
I will say this much. Life has been difficult. We often give the appearance that things are great but deep down inside or sometimes not so deep down inside, things are not as great as we portray them. As much as we would love people to believe that things are perfect, they are not. We are not perfect. No one is. We live in a sinful, fallen and broken world. That is the reality. And with each breath we take we are closer to our deaths. From the moment we are born we are already dying. Isn't that sad? Or is that the motivation we need to make our lives count and to live on purpose each day?
Reading the blog of a friend who is going through a difficult time has inspired me to say a little (yet not much) about my difficulty. Writing is cathartic for me. It helps me get out what is in my head onto paper or better yet onto this blog. I make no apologies for my writing and opinions. Because they are what they are- they are mine.
The very muddy water I am walking through is proving to be an interesting and difficult journey. It is not hard to see sooner or later who loves you without question, without judgement, without conditions when you are at a difficult space in time. Sometimes the love that rises up is overwhelming- in a good way, and sometimes the disappearance of it from others is surprising and at times too thought provoking. One thing I know for sure is that God's love never fails. I don't want sympathy. I don't want pity. Yet Help is Wanted.
So as much as I would like to divulge everything, I know that this is not the arena for it. One thing however amazes me through this season that I am in is King David. Yes, the David of the Bible. Looking through the Psalms I see where David is exalting God one minute and is in the depths of despair the next. Yet God was very tender and patient toward David. Tonight Psalm 142 caused me to pause and think. David was alone, afraid, and in desperate need of God's help. I realized that sometimes in life, there are things that only God can help with. There are other times He will divinely set you up with people that He will use to help you but, other times, situations arise where your only hope is Him and Psalms 142 reflects that.
Psalm 142
I cried unto the Lord with my voice: with my voice unto the Lord did I make my supplication. I poured out my complaint before him: I shewed before him my trouble. When my spirit was overwhelmed within me, then thou knewest my path. In the way wherein I walked have they privily laid a snare for me. I looked on my right hand, and beheld, but there was no man that would know me: refuge failed me; no man cared for my soul. I cried unto thee, O Lord: I said, Thou are my refuge and my portion in the land of the living. Attend unto my cry; for I am brought very low; deliver me from my persecutors: for they are stronger than I . Bring my soul out of prison that I may praise thy name: the righteous shall compass me about for thou shalt deal bountifully with me.
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