Chattanooga Trip

Chattanooga

Sorry I haven't been able to post in the past few days. My laptop's hard drive crashed, luckily we didn't lose anything important. Just inconvienced. I am off all this week for our fall break. One of the many advantages to my new school system. I am LOVING my time with the girls. HOWEVER, something has happened to them since the time change....they are getting up everyday at 6 AM!!!! I am sure they will get back on track next week when I go back to work. In the meantime, we are playing, baking and having a blast together. Right now they are watching, The Little Mermaid Movie--something I never let them do. We have been doing a lot of that too this week, drinking hot chocolate and watching movies at night, SUGAR, and making messes that we don't clean up. I know I will pay for it, but I consider it VACATION.
Speaking of which, last weekend we took the girls to Chattanooga to the "fish tank", the Creative Discovery Museum and Coolidge Park. I haven't been there in years, so it was neat for me to go back as an adult. It is such a neat town. SO clean and tons to see and do. The weather was absolutely beautiful. And the girls behaved perfectly, or as perfect as a 2 1/2 yr old can be. They had so much fun. The fish tank kinda wore them down. By the time we got thru both parts, they were starving and tired of looking at sea creatures. Ran became the photographer, and he took hundreds of pictures of the animals. They were great pics, but come on, if you see one fish, you have seen them all. The Museum was AWESOME! The girls had so much fun. My favorite room was the percussion room. Abigail kept trying to bang the tambourine on her hip like I was doing. Every time she attempted, she would look at me and say Och mom, that hurts! It was so fun for the girls. I know that we adults were all thinking, "Does this place ever end?" It just seemed to go on and on.
I asked Emma on Monday what her favorite part was and she said, "Alanna and Todd" Isn't that precious? They both love them so much. And Alanna and Todd are great with them. I know the feelings are mutual. Just wanted to post an update real quick and get the pics uploaded. Enjoy

The Things Kids Say

The girls' vocabulary seems to be growing by leaps and bounds these days. I get so tickled sometimes listening to them in their bedroom through the monitor. Yes, we are still using those. I was thinking the other day that I don't know if I will ever be able to do away with them. It is so nice to be able to ease drop on them. Anyway, back to the girls, I went today and got my haircut--trying to get rid of the HORRIBLE perm. I will try to post some new pics in the next couple of days. When I got home Abigial said "Oh, wow Mom! You got your hair cut. It is short. I like it. It is very pretty." When I asked Emma what she thought she said, "I don't like it. I don't think it looks nice."
Emma's new words are disappointed and frustrated. She told Donna the other day that Abigail was crying because she was so frustrated. Then she told her that she was acting ugly because she was so frustrated, but now she wasn't frustrated anymore. Then tonight when Ran was talking loud Emma said, "Daddy, just calm down. You just need to calm down now" Lately, when I tell her to do something that she really doesn't want to do, she will say, "Whatever you say momma, I do whatever you say." I just say, yes, that is what you are suppose to do, thank you!
Abigail's new thing is telling me how sad she is. Every time I get on to her or discipline her, she will look at me and say, "Mommy, I am sad. I am lying down b/c I am so sad" She exchanges that phrase with this one too, "Mommy, I am tired. I am so sleepy. Rock me momma." But magically after the discipline is over she isn't tired anymore, nor does she want to be rocked.
Most of the time it is easy for us to figure out where they get their new words and phrases, Dora, Diego, VeggieTales or MickeyMouse, MOMMA, DADDY, etc. They are such a reflection of their surroundings. It really makes me aware of how influential our environment is. TV, friends at work, INTERNET, books we read...like they say garbage in garbage out! We should be protecting our mind and spirit from negative influences. If you are watching dramas all the time--YOU WILL CREATE DRAMA IN YOUR OWN LIFE. I am definitely not against television or cartoons, but I think we must really censor it or we will find ourselves watchng one of those shows--which shall remain nameless--that promotes pre-martial sex and homosexuality. Turn my eyes away from worthless things; preserve my life according to your word(Psalms 119:37).

Happy Birthday To Me

Yesterday was my 31st birthday and boy did we celebrate. Ran surprised me with a birthday party at 8:30 in the morning. He and the girls were sitting at the dining room table when I got up. All dressed up in their party hats. It was so cute. They sang and blew their noise makers. Then at 8:35 a.m. we ate cake and opened presents. The girls thought that was the absolute best thing in the world. The girls and Ran got me a new pair of-much needed- tennis shoes. I have been wearing the same pair for 3 years and they make my feet hurt so bad. My mom came by for a quick visit and so did my friend Robin and her daughter Lauren, aka Lara Carrot. A few people called with happy birthday wishes. One of those being my dad. He is so sweet. It has always tickled me when he calls like that. Ever since I got married, he has called me on my birthday to sing to me. Now you must know that my dad is NOT a singer and he is also NOT one to talk about his feelings, but he IS VERY tenderhearted. SO when he called, I said, "Hello" and he began singing, but he couldn't finish because he was trying not to cry. And he does this every single year. God bless that man. He has such a love for his family and his children and grandchildren. We give him a hard time sometimes because he is such a crier. I love that about him. And I am just like him in that respect. I too can cry at the drop of hat. Last night, Ran, the girls and I went out to eat at Texas Roadhouse, no they didn't do the YeeeHaw thing. It was a really great day.
It seems like every year when birthday time comes around you begin thinking back over the years and your life. This year is no different. Over the past few days I have thought about where I have been and what I want to be. I know that there is much work to be done, but I am definitely becoming more secure in myself, my beliefs and my decisions, and realizing the importance of family. I can tell that in the last few years I have stopped looking so much to others to validate what I feel. I can also tell that I am entering into the period of my life that I am feeling accompished and as though I am actually making a positive contribution to the world. I guess part of that comes from being a mommy of 2 year olds. They are getting to the age that I can see some of the fruits of my labor--notice I only said some. My mom has often told me that she didn't feel her age. I now know what she means. Age isn't a number it is a state of mind, and there are moments that mind is 16 again--ha,ha. Wouldn't we all love to go back to that time when we are still under our parents wings of protection? If only we could have truly understood how good we really had it back then--no bills, no responsibilities, no worries.
Someday, the girls will be 31 and reading this. I pray that their lives will be as full and joyous as mine. Like those trendy t-shirts say "Life is Good"

Under Estimating God

It is late and I am so tired, but I have got to share this story with you. This year I have been teaching the history remediation class for those students who have not passed the graduation exam. It has been taxing to say the least. Sometimes I think I have learned more than the kids. Anyway, right before the exam, I was totally exhausted and stressed to the max. And one night, Ran asked me how many did I expect to pass. I thought about it and said, I want all of them to pass, but I would feel accomplished if 5 passed--this is out of 15 total. So that night, I started praying for 5 to pass. I wanted all of them to make gains, but I only asked for 5. Well, the results came in yesterday and guess how many passed? 5! And 8 of them are within 10 points of passing! I was cracking up inside as they read over the results. And as I walked back to my "room" I laughed out loud and said "Thank you Lord!" And there in the silence of the hallway, he said "Why didn't you ask for more?" Then, I really began to laugh. Why had I only asked God for a small portion? B/c had I asked for all he would have provided that too! Basically it all came down to my inability to believe in the omnipotence of God. The God who created EVERYTHING...and I won't trust him with 15 kids! Isn't this so typical of our fleshly nature??

VeggieTales Live

8 Thumbs Up!

We just got home from seeing VeggieTales Live. The girls had so much fun. I wish I could have bottled their excitement. If the show is ever near you and you have little ones that enjoy the characters it is definitely worth the money. Emma is already making plans to attend again. Abigail didn't move an inch for the first hour. The second half had much more singing and of course the girls had to let loose and show their moves. Emma held back nothing, you can tell in the pictures she was letting it all hang out. Abigail sang every word to every song, whether she knew it or not. We capped the night off with a stop by our favorite hot spot for a quick slushie. What fun!

Thank you Lord for times like these.

The Pumpkin Patch

The Pumpkin Patch

Wheew! We just got back from the pumpkin patch and boy did we have a time. We should have taken a clue from the way the girls were acting when we were trying to leave, BUT we didn't!!! I think it was just to far. By the time we got there they were both pretty sleepy. There were probably 500 people there. It was WILD to say the least. Lots of older kids running around and playing on the toys too rough for the girls. Some kids were even pelting Emma with corn kernals. I let them wear shorts and short sleeves(great idea Ran), and they were still burning up. Emma was being a real pill today. She was being rude to people(not like her) and she was 100% absolutely defiant. No matter what I asked of her she wouldn't do it. You can tell in the pics that she was not a happy camper. Another parent even said, "She isn't in a very good mood is she?" She initially didn't want to even ride on the hayride. I made her go and by the time we got to the field she was a little happier. Abigail acted much better than Emma, but she still wasn't her usual excited self. Daddy found them twin pumpkins. They are so cute. I hope to get a picture of them with their pumpkin after they get up from their nap.
Our day ended with a visit to the country store on the property. I had promised the girls a drink shaped like a pumpkin. SO while Ran carried our 40lb pumpkin across 3 acres. I took the girls and their smaller pumpkins and went to the store. Once in the store, I realized that I didn't have any money--left my purse in the car, one less thing to deal with. So I drag 2 screaming toddlers and 2 pumpkins out of the store. They cry for their drinks for 2 acres until we met Ran. He took the pumpkins, I turned around with the girls and went back to the store. Now you have to realize that this store isn't much bigger than a bedroom, Abigail spotted a pink swirly sucker--among 10 other things-- and we got in line. We waited and waited--burning up, sweat running in places you don't want to know about--and finally got up there to pay and the lady said, "that will be $6.00" I gave her my debit card, and she said we have a $10 min to use this. Now there are 15 people burning up in line behind me, and 2 toddlers at my feet and about 30 other people milling about. So I say, "What can I buy? Put another drink on there" Now I am at $6.75. I look around, everyone staring at me like HURRY UP so I just started paying for everyone's stuff behind me until I had $10. I know CRAZY huh! I didn't know what else to do??? I didn't want $10 of junk that I didn't need. Everyone was like what??? Then other people started saying add mine to her order--lol. So we finally get out of there and start walking back across 3 acres. With an acre to go we meet Ran and I start telling him about what happened, and he said, "why didn't you just use the cash that was in my wallet?" I stopped and said "what" He said, "My wallet that is in your back pocket." I said, "I didn't remember that I had it!" So we finally make it to the car and when we tried to open Abigail's pink sucker---IT BROKE INTO PIECES!! So now she is screaming and I had to walk back across 3 acres to stand in line to buy another. This time with cash...

Sound like fun? Definitely full of excerise.

Lord, please help me.

Surviving the Terrible Twos x 2

First of all I want to say that I have been so blessed, far more than I deserve; and I know that my girls will grow up to be extraordinary law abiding young women. HOWEVER, right now sometimes I think it is debateable...LOL! Just kidding. Everyone told us that things would get so much easier by 2 1/2, to those people I want to say--LIAR, LIAR pants on fire!!!!! I have decided that parenting NEVER gets easier, it is a constant state of growing and changing. Once you get them figured out, they change and you have to start all over. Right now we are dealing with 2 VERY opinionated little girls. Abigail esp. My goodness. She is so much like me it is scary. I try to blame it on Ran, but the older she gets the more obvious it is. She is SOOOO independent and strong willed. She knows what she wants and will not let anything stand in her way. Just yesterday, we had a battle of wills before church--which is typical for a Sunday morning. The devil tries so hard to keep us at home. She kept throwing herself down on the floor refusing to obey, and I kept disciplining. By the time we got to church, we were both exhausted and I felt like the worst mother in the universe.
The message was "You can start over again". Thank you Lord! I guess that was a little devine intervention. Don't you just love it when that happens. Thank you Lord that your mercy is new every morning...may mine be the same.

Are they twins????

I know you all have given up on me ever posting anything new...to be honest I have too. There have been so many things going on, good and bad, lately that it is all I can do to keep my head above water. You all know what I mean. Life happens! And if we let it, which I have been, it will consume us. There are so many things I want to tell you, so many funny stories, sad stories and from the bottom of my heart stories, they will have to wait. I don't want to bombard you with a 30 minute read my first blog back.
Instead I just want to vent about our trip to Target tonight. Every time(and I am not exaggeratng when I say everytime) we go somewhere there are people wanting to know if the girls are twins. And more times than not, those that ask are only asking b/c they want to share their experiences parenting twins. Now, as a parent, I totally understand this. I mean after all I did create a blog to gush about my girls to the whole world right??? However, as a current parent of 2 VERY impatient girls, I do not understand this. Take tonight for example, we were in Target trying to get in and out as quickly as possible, when this man and woman approach us.
She says, "Are they twins?"
Me, "Yes, ma'am"
Her: "I have twin daughters too!"
Me: "Really? How old are they?"
Her: "They are 25. My husband saw your girls from across the store and we just had to come find out if they were twins."

Okay so from this point forward she tells me all about her experiences, wants to know how much my girls weigh, tells me how much her daughters weighed at 1 and on and on...For 15 mins, I am standing there having a very delightfully informative conversation with this total stranger...and what are my girls doing??? "Momma, Momma, I am ready to go, I want this, I want that." and this lady is oblivious to it all. The meet and greet only came to an end b/c Abigail started saying, "Momma, I need to go pee pee"(Thank you Lord!)
When I got in the car, I told Ran he better smack me upside the head if I act like that in 25 years. I know I am sounding bad right now, but after three years of this, sometimes I feel tempted to say, "no they aren't twins", just to avoid the subsequent conversation. Anyway, just another day in the neighborhood. Thought you all would get a kick out of that story. Most of all I just needed to vent to someone--Ran has heard this a hundred times before.

Lord, forgive me for having such a bad attitude toward all of the twin admirers out there. Give me more patience to deal with them and a better attitude toward them.

Beach Fun

Beach Fun

Leaving a Legacy

I just got home from the funeral of my mom's best friend, Janice Hammond. One week ago tomorrow, she was killed in a plane crash in Lawrenceburg, TN. She and her husband Clay were returning to their home here to spend the weekend with their family. We got the call last Saturday while were were at the beach. I have spent the past week remembering Janice with all of her family and friends, especially my mom. Those two could get into more than anybody I know. Everytime my mom would call and say they were going shoppping together, I knew there would be some wild adventure to tell when she returned. My most favorite was the time they stopped on the side of the road b/c they were convinced that they were having car trouble. Can you imagine two middle aged women on the side of a country road, all dressed up for a day of shopping with their ears down on the hood of a car trying to figure out where this sound was coming from?? I believe at one point Janice even said, "Vonda, I am afraid it is going to blow up!" I wish I could say it didn't take long for them to solve the mystery, but from what I remember this went on for some time; until they finally realized it was a weather siren going off! They had so many good times together. Most recently, they experimented with the effectiveness of giving oneself a shower while also washing your car in the drive through carwash. Throughout all of my mom and Janice's medical issues they have been there for one another. I can't even begin to count the number of trips they have made to Birmingham together. Good times, bad times, births, deaths, they were always there for each other. I can't even begin to imagine how lost my mom will feel over the next weeks, months and years; b/c I know a friend like that only happens once in a lifetime.

Janice's death has caused everyone in our community to think about their lives and their families; and hold those they love the most closer than before. Everyone that knew her was touch in someway by the life that she lived. She was one of those people you just couldn't say anything bad about. She was a giver, a caretaker, a soft place to fall and an ever-present encourager. You would never hear her complain or pitty herself over the heartache life had sent her way, and believe me she had more than her share. She knew what it meant to hurt, but she always seemed to find a way to turn that pain into something productive. Today the church was filled to capacity and even had overflow rooms b/c there wasn't even standing room. What a testament to her life! What a legacy for her children and grandchildren! Although she is gone, her Christlike characteristics will live on in them. She was just that type of person...she was contagious. I know there is fear that she will be forgotten, but I don't think it is possible to forget someone like that. Those are the type of people that you carry those stories around with you and use them to get you through.
What kind of stories will be told when you die? Will they be stories that live on forever? Will your legacy be one for your family to be proud of?

God, wrap your arms around all of those that loved and miss Janice. Give them the strength to get through each day. Help them, Lord, like only you can. May our lives bring glory to you, and, as with Janice, may our deaths do the same.

Beach Time Fun!

Although our beach trip was cut short by the sudden death of Janice, the days leading up to Saturday were wonderful. The girls had SO MUCH fun! All the way to the beach, Abigail kept saying, "I want to go to the beach." Bless her heart, the beach is just too far away. We made sand castles--that they knocked over, caught crabs(the edible kind--lol), caught sting rays and fish--of which, Abigail was scared, and swam in the tiny swimming pool that Grandad so graciously redug every morning in the sand by the ocean. The first night we took the girls to Build a Bear workshop. Abigail was overcome with excitment when she saw all of the clothes and accessories, and Emma tried to carry every bear in the store under 1 arm--Bandit was in the other, of course. She finally settled on a white bear with pink tips, which we named Hannah, b/c we also had to buy the HM t-shirt. Abigail picked a solid pink bear with white hearts. Her name??? Pinky--so original, I know. And as you can see in the pics, she is all ready for a night on the town with her pink tank top with sequins.
Ran's one goal for the trip was to get my dad to parasail with him, and he did. It was great for all of us to be together just relaxing and hanging out by the beach.
We went to Lambert's and Ran had them throw so many rolls over to our table that Abigail finally stood up and raised her hand too! The guy throwing the rolls actually walked over to the table and tossed it so she could catch it! And for her, no big deal, just what you are suppose to do; or at least that is how she acted. The last night we were there we took them to "The Track" where they had small kiddie rides. When Abigail first got on the train Emma refused to ride, but as soon as she took off by herself--she looked so pittiful all alone--Emma decided it looked like fun. From that point on Emma was game for anything. Their favorite was the swings. That was the only smile Abigail gave us, the rest of the time you would have thought she was miserable. But every time she got off of a ride, she would say, "Go again, Again, Again!" She cracks me up. We call that stoic face, the "Uncle Brad" look...my brother never shows emotion. He could be having the best time of his life and you would never know it looking at his face. It was so hard to let them get on those rides by themself. At first I was handing the tickets and helping them get on; but by the end of the night, they were doing everything by themselves and behind my big smile, my heart was breaking. Everyday they get stronger, smarter, and more independent; I am so happy, but as a mother, it is defintely bitter sweet.

Thank you Lord for getting us to and from the beach safely. Thank you for the memories that were made and for blessing this family in such a way that a trip like that was even possible.

"I'm Ready to go to the Beach!"

The day has finally arrived....we are headed to the beach in just a little while. Last night I was packing and of course the girls were right on my heels. They were trying to stick everything into their suitcase, so I told them they needed to go to the playroom and play. About 20 mins later Emma came into the kitchen and said "I'm ready to go to the beach momma!" I turned around and there she stood with her Elmo backpack full of everything you can imagine, 5 necklaces around her neck and her sunglasses on. What a sight for sore eyes. I had to decide between a picture and video--I chose video. I am so anxious to get down there and see how much fun they have. They are already making plans to bury Ran in the sand and Grandad and Mimi. Stay tuned for more details....

2 year Check UP

Ran and I took the girls for their 2 year check up(yes, we are off about 6 mos) today. Emma was so pittiful, she cried and cried everytime anyone even acted like they were going to touch her. She would say, "Mommy, you do it!" It was so hard for me not to jerk her up and run out of there. It was definitely one of those hard mommy momments. Times when you have to do what you know is best for them, even though it is hurting you as much emotionally as it is hurting them physically. (And God says..."I know exactly how you feel") Abigail was her typical self these days...the big girl, fearless(or at least acting like it) Watching her sit there like a big girl brought tears to my eyes. I cannot believe that she is this big. It seems like yesterday I was having to protect her and handle her with such care b/c she was so small. My how times have changed. They both received an outstanding review. Dr. Hamilton said they were right on track for their age...a little skinny(SURPRISE) but nothing to be concerned about.--Emma was a whopping 26 1/2 pounds and Abigail was 25 1/2, I know it feels like a bigger difference than that. They both did exceptionally well with the shot. I explained to them before hand what was going to happen, and how it would feel like the ants that bite them at Mimi's house. It must have helped b/c neither of them really cried. They even hugged Ms. Casey before we left. They both got suckers for being brave, and Abigail got a slushie for not crying at all. I hope that will encourage Emma to do better next time. I am just so thankful that they have been healthy and are growing and developing on schedule. I really don't think we THINK about what a gift that really is, we just expect it. Days like today make me want to grab hold of them and never let go, and it REALLY makes me not want to go to work tomorrow--but I b/c I do, I praise God that I am only 3 miles down the road.

Still counting down the days to our beach trip, we ALL desperately need some time off!

Thank you Lord for my family! Help me to be a positive example for them. Touch each mother reading this and bless her and her children. Give them peace when everything feels chaotic, give them strength when they feel like they can't do anymore, and rest when they grow weary.

Grow Where You Are Planted

1Therefore, I urge you, brothers, in view of God's mercy, to offer your bodies as living sacrifices, holy and pleasing to God—this is your spiritual[a] act of worship. 2Do not conform any longer to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind. Then you will be able to test and approve what God's will is—his good, pleasing and perfect will.
3For by the grace given me I say to every one of you: Do not think of yourself more highly than you ought, but rather think of yourself with sober judgment, in accordance with the measure of faith God has given you. 4Just as each of us has one body with many members, and these members do not all have the same function, 5so in Christ we who are many form one body, and each member belongs to all the others. 6We have different gifts, according to the grace given us. If a man's gift is prophesying, let him use it in proportion to his[b]faith. 7If it is serving, let him serve; if it is teaching, let him teach; 8if it is encouraging, let him encourage; if it is contributing to the needs of others, let him give generously; if it is leadership, let him govern diligently; if it is showing mercy, let him do it cheerfully. Romans 12:1-8


I was just sitting here with Ran watching the Olympics when these thoughts started racing through my mind. I mentioned them to him, but he was too engrossed by the television to have an indepth conversation, so I decided to blog my thoughts. Have you ever thought about the impact your are having on those around you. I mean, do you consider yourself a full time missionary? Because we all are. We are all called according to HIS purpose and where you are RIGHT now is exactly where you are meant to be in this moment, and the people that you know, work with, see throughout the day are YOUR mission field. They aren't just random people that somehow found their way into your day. I work with a guy who is moving in a few months to serve as a full time missionary. He is so excited; and I am so amazed at his resolve and dedication to the Lord. He speaks frequently of how he longs to be there and how he is simply "going through the motions" until he leaves. In the past, these words have troubled me, but tonight it has just fell on me like a ton of bricks...you bloom where you are planted. God didn't say, just hang out and do the best you can with what you have until you feel as though you have reached the place you are needed most....NO! He said we all have different gifts that should be used to glorify him, DAILY. Your job title is irrelavant. Whether you are a stay-at-home mom, teacher, babysitter, lawyer, doctor, missionary, mailman, gas station attendant, we are ALL called to minister to each other. We should be walking in the Spirit every moment of every day; looking through the eyes of Christ at each other. Longing for just a moment to glorify God and provide grace, mercy, peace, love, hope, charity to any and all who might need it. We, the Body of Christ, must work together for his kingdom to move forward; everyone doing "their part". For you are called for your purpose. I cannot complete it for you; there are people that you can reach that I cannot. Oh, how I pray that God will find me doing "my part" in the here and now. Never do I want him to find me sitting on the sidelines of life b/c I am longing to be elsewhere. Everyday during our moment of silence, I pray, "Lord, make me an instrument that you can use." Tomorrow, I think I will change it to. "Lord, use this instrument that you have created to glorify you today."

Back to School

As most of you have probably already figured out, we are back in school mode full swing. Things have been rather crazy this past week with me back in school and teaching 4 preps...yes let us say that once again FOUR different classes, the girls have been battling cold/allergy stuff and Ran's job kept him away from home every day and night. We are just glad to still be standing at this point. Hopefully, things will be calming down now and we can get back into a routine and some type of normalcy. Here are just a few quick bits about our comings and mostly goings.

*Ran and I went to a Jeremy Camp concert in Huntsville...Totally Awesome...Rick Burgess spoke. He has such a powerful message, definitely someone you should work into your schedule if he is ever near you.
*Girls went back to see Dr. Aric--Abigail was such a big girl, again, no big deal. But Emma was DRAMA QUEEN! She totally lost control of herself, you would think that he was killing her. Thank you Lord that we only have to go 1 time each month
*I got a perm---which I think makes me look like Madonna did in her Like a Virgin video---it is awful. Don't really know what happened b/c the last time this girl gave me one, it looked like naturally curly hair. Don't know what I am going to do to get it fixed????Suggestions?
*School started back and I still don't have a room =(! BUT I am not complaining....I am still much happier than before and so thankful to be 3 mins from the girls.
*Still struggling to have a complete diagnosis of my medical problems. If any of you have plans of seeing a GI specialist in H'ville please let me know so I can make sure you don't end up with the same one I did--I will spare you the details. Praying for a good dr. and the answer to my symptoms
*Abigail got a new ballerina costume--which she cries to wear and cries when I make her take it off. The other day she wanted to pee thru it instead of taking it off. When I made her take it off anyway, she laid down in the kitchen floor and peed in the floor--yes, she got a spanking for that--She is such a priss pot. She dances around and says--I princess mommy! And yes, I did buy Emma one too, but she only wore it for 1 min before it was hurting her and we had to take it off--she would rather be naked than play dress up. Really don't know how she will handle Halloween, maybe I should let her go as a nudist????

Keep checking back with me, I will try to get some of my other posts finished and posted this week. Then, maybe I will be able to get back on track.

The Power of the Tongue

Every word they speak is a land mine. Psalm 5:9

Have you ever wanted to say something so badly that you practically had to bite through your tongue not to say it?(usually not my problem) Me, too. There is a great exchange in the movie You've Got Mail that stars Meg Ryan and Tom Hanks. In this clip, she is frustrated that she can't ever say the exact thing she wants to say at the moment of confrontation. On the other hand, Tom Hanks's character is able to say cutting come backs without any hesitation. She e-mails him that she wishes she had that talent. He tells her that he wishes he could give her his talent because it's dangerous, stating that saying exactly what you think, exactly when you think it, leads to guilt and regret. Later in the film when she is able to say the most hurtful comments on cue, she realizes the truth in her friend's e-mail. She felt badly fo her hurtful words, but they had already been said.
That's the thing about spewing words without ever thinking about the consequences--you can't get those words back. They do damage immediately, and even when you say your're sorry, their sting remains. So think before you speak. Do whatever it takes to keep the cutting comments from escaping your mouth. You may have a sore tongue, but your heart will feel good!

Written by Michelle Medlock Adams in the book Daily Wisdom for Mothers

Lord, rule over my tongue. Make me more aware of the words that I say and the impact they have on others.

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I just wanted to take a minute and thank everyone for reading my blog and keeping up with us; I hope you are enjoying the pics and stories. I have had a few people ask me about how to leave comments, some said it wasn't working, so here is how you do it. Feel free to drop us a line, ask a question, or just say hey.

1. Click on the word "comment" under the blog of your choice
2. Type in your comment
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6. Click publish comment
7. Your comment will be emailed to me and once I read it, it will be posted on the blog.

It is pretty simple once you go thru it the first time. Hope this helps.

The Love of the Father

5It(love) is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. 6Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. 7It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres. I Corinthians 13:5-7

Do you ever have those days when you wake up in Grouchland? These are the days that it just seems like from the moment your eyes open, satan is after you. You have to force yourself to be nice and make a conscious effort to "do the right thing". It is a place that can very quickly suck all the fun and life out of your day and family.
Since becoming a mom, I have often felt like I was the single solitary vacationer to this wasteland. And upon returning from my visits, I always feel so guilty; like I am not a good mom, like I shouldn't be stressed, or tired, sleep deprived or short tempered. But the truth is...I am not alone. ALL moms/dads have round-trip-first class tickets to Grouchland, b/c we ARE NOT perfect. No matter how hard we try to be, it is impossible. We all have our breaking points--and according to Ran the daddy's plane always takes off earlier than the mom's. God knew how hard parenting/family life would be. He knew there would be times that our flesh would take over and our selfish desires would get the best of us. That is why he sent Jesus to save us from our sins! He doesn't expect perfection, just the very best we can do--and we all know that somedays our best is a ridiculous mess.
I am learning that the faster I acknowledge my arrival in Grouchland and turn to God and ask him to forgive me and help me have a better attitude, the faster my departing plane takes off. "Get behind me Satan!" is such a powerful expression. Does it ever cease to amaze you at how quickly things begin to change with a breath of these words? Through the strength of God, I can overcome the grouchies and begin to serve my family in love. So the next time you find yourself, or your loved one, in Grouchland say a quick prayer and ask God to forgive you of your poor attitude and move forward in Him.

Lord, let your love flow in me and from me. Teach me to see everyone through your eyes.

Abigail's First Dentist Visit

Today I took Abigail to the dentist for the first time. Last week, I discovered some white spots on her teeth when she got up from her nap. Of course it freaked me out, and after looking on the Internet, I called the dentist and they said I should just bring her in to check it out. So for the past week, we have been reading books about going to the dentist, practicing opening wide and talking, talking, talking about the dentist. So bright and early at 8 am we arrived at Dr. G's office. At first I could tell she was scared, but once she saw the fish tank she livened up. The assistant was SUPER great with her. She turned on Dora and Diego, played with Abigail and asked tons of questions. I was so impressed with how gentle she was with her. After about 30 mins, which was none to soon--keeping a toddler in a small exam room with LOTS of tools and gagets isn't easy, even if you have Dora and Diego's help. Dr. G. was absolutely wonderful. She took her time--which was so nice. But in true Abigail style she was a champ. She is such a big girl, esp. when Emma isn't around. She just smiled so big and opened up for Dr. G. It was like, "no big deal mom, where is my cookie?" I never cease to be amazed at that girl. She has so much courage for a 2 year old. I wonder where she gets it? The Dr. said no worries, just keep a check on her and come back if anything changes. Then we were off to get her cookie--yes, we got Emma one too.(Kinda ironic that your dentist gives you chocolate chip cookies when you leave huh??!!) She devoured that cookie within minutes of leaving.(of course she had it all over her) When we got home she told Emma all about her trip, the fish, Dora, Diego, the cool toothbrushes and the cookies. I then said, "Emma don't you want to go to the dentist?" And she said, "NOPE! Abigail can go back" Somehow I just don't think the blog about her first trip will be quiet so endearing....I guess we will find out in February. For now, I just want Abigail to know how great she was today; and how brave she was to sit in that big chair all by herself like it was no big deal. I am so proud of you!

The Countdown begins

First and foremost, I just want to say I am sorry for not posting anything in a while. I have a few in progress but nothing is completely finished. We have been pretty busy the past few days, and to be honest, I have been spending alot of my blogging time on ebay--it is that time of year again, the addiction returns.

Here is a quick breakdown of the lastest happenings:
Last Saturday Ran and I took the girls out separately. Ran and Abigail went to the toy store, Sonic and the park. Emma and I had to run errands, then went to the mall to shop, eat, watch glow in the dark putt-putt and get a M&M cookie, then to the Dollar Tree to get a special treat. It was so bizarre and unbelieveablly quiet and easy to only have 1 child. Ran and I couldn't get over how quiet they both were; we were definitely made aware of how much of what they are doing is just shear competition for our attention. The big news of the evening was the purse that Ran bought Abigail, b/c he didn't get Emma one. SO we had drama all night and all day Sunday over that PURSE!!!!!! So needless to say we went right back to town Sunday and bought another one. So now we have 2, and they have been wagging them everywhere; and as many of you have already guessed Emma has her's packed full of things she has collected from all over the house. And much to my amazement she has them all memorized, so if ANYONE touches anything she demands to know exactly where it is.

We are in the official "end of summer" countdown here at the Reding house. Next Monday, I return to my old life of mom/wife/teacher :( I am trying to focus on one day at a time and just enjoy each second before reality sets back in. Being off in the summer is a wonderful part of my job, however, after being off work for 8 weeks it is so hard to go back. I would like to report to everyone(with a bit of reservation) that Abigail is officially potty trained. She is now telling us when she needs to peepee and she has pooped in the potty for the past 2 times! Yeah Abigail!!!!! We are SOOOO proud. Yesterday we spent the afternoon swimming at Mimi's house and playing with Bralan. Once again, the water was freezing--Mimi swears that it feels like bathwater, but to us it is rather cool. After the pool, Emma was busying herself "taking care" of Bralan--which Bralan hates. She told me that she needed to put some rocks in the sandbox to keep Bralan safe and healthy??? Bralan mostly tries to do her own thing and ignore Emma's antics, but sometimes when they get the best of her you can hear her saying, "NO,NO,NO". Can't wait until she is more vocal and we hear the 3 of them arguing--FUN TIMES!!!!!!!!!

Today we went back to Point Mallard with Robin and Lauren(aka Lara Carrott). We had so much fun, and the weather was absolutely perfect. Abigail went down the biggest slide of all today. It was a tunnel slide in the kids section. I am not great with guessing lengths, but I would guess it was atleast 20 feet tall, it almost dropped straight down before curving and dumping her out into the water. She was such a big girl! She went down 3 times, before she finally got scared and refused to do it again. By the way, my girl wouldn't have the little kiddie slides that are made for 2 year olds....I am so looking forward to the beach at the end of August, I just know they are going to have a blast.

Chuck E Cheese

Our Friend Lydia

Loving Abigail

Right now at the ripe old age of 2 Abigail Elaine is already a very passionate little girl. I just love how she knows exactly what she wants. From very early on Ran and I could see that she was much wiser than anyone thought; and her sense of style....well anyone that has EVER come in contact with her knows she doesn't miss a chance to express herself through her clothing: ie. the time she cried all the way to town b/c she thought Emma's shoes were prettier than hers.



In so many ways she is the perfect "big sister" to Emma. She is great at finding things for them to get into, but she is even better at taking care of Emma. Anytime Emma can't do something Abigail is more than willing to help her out. Just like the other day, Emma came to me looking for a particular toy. She said she couldn't find it. Abigail just said, "I get it Emma!" And down the hall she went and return with the item. I know she will be the one to stand up for Emma, and maybe even get sent to the office some for it. On Father's day Uncle Brad was tickling Emma and "roughing her up" as we call it. It must have gone on longer than Emma wanted b/c she got upset and started crying. She came running to me and Abigail was right on her heels. After I told them to just tell Uncle Brad to please stop, they both took off. It wasn't long until I heard Abigail LOUD AND CLEAR telling Uncle Brad to leave her sister alone. I am not sure what all she said, and the truth be known that is probably best, b/c she may have gotten a spanking. I just thought that was the greatest thing.



My heart just tingles when I think of hearing her little voice saying "HON-EE".(that is what Ran and I say to each other). And when she puts on those sunglasses and "shakes her bootie" it simply cracks me up. She is definitely my little ray of sunshine. Anytime I think I am about to lose it, she comes up with some face, or word(like stinky nose) that just makes me forget everything else. I am so proud that God has given her such a strong sense of self, and a awesome sense of humor at such a young age. I pray that she will use it for his glory.



May God take you and make you into his little warrior. I can only imagine what an awesome person you will be when you grow up.

Putting the Shoe on the Other Foot

1Brothers, if someone is caught in a sin, you who are spiritual should restore him gently. But watch yourself, or you also may be tempted. 2Carry each other's burdens, and in this way you will fulfill the law of Christ. 3If anyone thinks he is something when he is nothing, he deceives himself. 4Each one should test his own actions. Then he can take pride in himself, without comparing himself to somebody else, 5for each one should carry his own load.

For quiet some time, I have been wrestling with God with the above scripture. He wants me to surrender this major burden that I have carried my whole adult life and I just can't seem to let it go. You see, I have always looked to others for encouragement, accountability and especially leadership. These were people that I wanted to be like. People that "I thought" had the perfect life and walked so closely with God. Of course you know where this story is headed, one by one each person has stumbled. And the thing about it is, they have all done widely different things. These "stumbles" have always left such a burden on my heart for that person. I just couldn't understand why I would feel so heartbroken, so sad, disillusioned and confused and often questioning my own ability to discern "godly" people. Then God showed me these verses. He is revealing to me the oneness that we all have/should have in Christ. That as brothers and sisters we SHOULD hurt TOGETHER. When one of us struggles we should ALL struggle, we should all be holding each other up; not looking at each other to see where to set the next mark. Not discarding people just b/c they have made poor decisions or judging them as less than us.(James 4:11)

What a relief this has been. I have always felt a little crazy b/c these things were such a burden for me. I had decided that I had some type of obession disorder. Rather, I am just fufilling PART of what God created me to do. You see for as much as I have thought about these people and prayed for them, I very seldom directly reach out to them and tell them what God is putting on my heart. This is where I am falling off the wagon, so to speak. I am suppose to be reaching out to these people; instead I have been wallowing in self pitty b/c they weren't who I had made them out to be. And sometimes, embarassingly, holding back forgiveness.

I really began to understand that we are not created to model ourselves after others or even look to others: We are only to look to him(Leviticus 26:1-3) A close friend recently reminded me that you can't put your faith in any human b/c humans will eventually let you down; but God will never fail you or let you down. That is such a basic foundation of Christianity. As simplistic as it sounds, the day that she spoke those words to me, they took on a different meaning when I considered the above scripture. She is so right. Humans are going to fall and you shouldn't put your hope in them or use them as a measuring stick, but you should put your faith in them. We should be taking what God is putting in our hearts and using it to help those who are falling to the wayside, providing forgiveness and trusting that they will return the favor when the shoe is on our foot.

Busy Week

This week we have had a couple of firsts. Our first visit to Chuck E Cheese on Tuesday ,our first time to Point Mallard on Thursday, and our first playdate with Lydia. We went to see the Big Cheese bright and early. Those that know me best understand what a big deal this was for me(all those germs freak me out). It was right when they opened so we pretty much had the place to ourselves. They both cried at even the thought of turning on the rides, so it was a pretty cheap trip. They were content to just sit and pretend. The singing animals captivated Abigail, she made Mimi stand and watch them for about 30 mins--they couldn't even move an inch or she would fuss. It took Emma a little bit longer to warm up to them. As usual she was content to just roam around a look at everything. Mimi won lots of tickets playing skee ball(I think she might have had more fun than the girls).

Point Mallard was a HUGE hit. We didn't get there until 5:00(we had to wait for daddy to get off work). I really thought their favorite part would be the children's play area with all the squirting stuff and slides, but no, it was the wave pool. They both begged and begged for us to let them go so they could float in the waves. I finally gave in to Abigail and in true Abigail style, she hung right in there and managed the waves pretty well. Emma was such a big girl. She was so brave and willing to try everything(except the slides). I can't wait to take them back during the day when it isn't as cool.

Lydia is my friend Leanne's little girl. She is 3. They really haven't played together before so this was a big day for them. They had so much fun riding the carousel and the train. Abigail and Emma were scared of the carousel at first, but after watching Lydia 3 times, Abigail got on a horse and LOVED it! So much so, she didn't want to get off. Emma was content to ride on the bench. I think it was great for the girls to be around an older child. She was able to show them that they don't have to be scared of everything. After the park we all went to BK to eat and get icees. And it was there that my child Emma Catherine ate food off the floor....2 times!!! That was the grossest thing I have experinced thus far. ALL THOSE GERMS! Believe me..I prayed over that child so hard!! Leanne laughs at me so hard and tells me I am going to have to get over my germ phobia. But I tell her all the time, I can't help it. There are just certain places like bathrooms, hotels and restaurants that put me over the top--totally and completely stress me out. That is exactly why I carry around a potty in the back of my SUV--pretty sad huh?

Redneck Swimming Pool

Redneck Swimming Pool

This afternoon the girls and I went outside to wash my car. They started out splashing in the wash buckets(I always get out 2--1 for me and 1 for them). The pictures tell the rest of the story. We also went for a walk down around the neighborhood. They were walking just behind me and all of the sudden I heard Abigail say: "Emma, it's a rock." I turned around to tell them to hurry up and guess what they were holding.......DOG POOP!!!! White, hard as a rock, dog poop. Those girls =)! What will they come up with next? Staye tuned....

A Love Letter for Emma Catherine

Last night as we tucked the girls into bed with their arms full of animals and babies, Abigail saw Ran hand Emma "baby lamb"(as we call it). You have to know that in our house everything, EXCEPT "baby lamb, comes in twos. She immediately said, "I want baby lamb." And you can guess Emma's response, "No, It's mines"(they put an s on the end of that word) Of course Abigail was devasted and had to be consoled before she could calm down enough to go to sleep. I sang to her and told her she could have it in the morning and finally after a few minutes she was content with the entourage of animals surrounding her. I then went over to Emma--who was by now happily snuggled in with a death grip on "baby lamb". I sang to her and kissed on her, but just before I got up, I whispered in her ear: "Mommy is so sad that you would not share "baby lamb" with Abigail. She is your sister and you should love her and take care of her. I am so sad that you let her cry for him." --I know...Horrible Mommy guilt trip-- Well, to make a long story a little bit longer. Ran and I came into the living room and immediately heard them talking, and when we heard feet hit the floor Ran went in. He ordered Emma back to bed and both of them to be quiet and go to sleep. So what is the point? This morning when Abigail got up.... she had "baby lamb" in her hands. Emma had gotten up last night--risked a spanking for being out of bed--to give it to her sister. HOW SWEET! I just cried and cried b/c she had taken care of her sister. What a special moment! I am so proud of her. I pray that she will always have the heart that she has right now.

She is so loving and generous, and such a little mommy to everyone. Now, don't get me wrong. She can also be a spitfire and bullheaded. But deep down at the end of the day she always thinks of others. I love the way she flutters her eyes as she tells a story and how her mouth could not work if you held her hands down(Ran and I both do that). It is so cute how every story starts with Well, one day...and how we have had to hear about the peacocks at Nonna's house 300 times in 2 weeks. And how every night she asks me to sing Rainbow and B-O-By-0 and then asks if I will lay down with her and when I say no, she says "Wish you could."
God, please protect her from becoming hard-hearted by the things of the world. Help her to always see people thru your eyes. Amen.

Little Swimmers

Today Ran and I took the girls to Mrs. Janice's house to swim in a "real" pool for a few hours. They really didn't understand what they were in for until they got there and saw all that water. We couldn't get shoes off and floaties on fast enough. It was the first time since last summer that they were in a pool in which they could not touch bottom. In the first 15 mins they had both jumped off the side 10 times, swallowed half the pool and smiled so much I thought their faces would break. I was really surprised by the fact that they didn't seem scared, esp. Abigail. The little dare devil was so amazing. By the time we left she had taught herself how to float on her back. Sorta kinda maybe attempt to kick her arms and legs to swim. Go under water and JUMPED OFF THE DIVING BOARD!!!!!(daddy only let her do it 3 times, I think he was more scared that she was :) ) Emma Catherine was content to ski on mommy's legs, float on the purple noodle and ever so gently jump off the side. She spent a lot of time scooping water out of the pool with a plastic shovel she found. Ran said he didn't know who was more exhausted us or them. It definitely wasn't a lazy day by the pool! But was a GREAT day! Just another set of memories to be filed away in my heart in a drawer marked "The Best Days of My Life"!

I seek you with all my heart;
do not let me stray from your commands.
I have hidden your word in my heart
that I might not sin against you.
Psalm 119: 10-11

In The Blink of an Eye--by Mercy Me

You put me here for a reason
You have a mission for me
You knew my name
and You called it
Long before I learned to breathe

Sometimes I feel disappointed
By the way I spend my time
How can I further Your kingdom
When I'm so wrapped up in mine

In a Blink of an eye that is when
I'll be closer to You than I've ever been
Time will fly, but until then
I'll embrace every moment I'm given
There's a reason I'm alive for a blink of an eye

And though I'm living a good life
Can my life be something great?
I have to answer the question
Before it's too late

Heard this song on the way home tonight. And I really listened to the words for the 1st time in a long time and thought I would share them with you. 2 months ago a former doctor of mine passed away. He was a great man and God had used him in a mighty way to impact the lives of many women, myself included. I was shocked and hurt at first to learn of his passing, and in true human fashion, my first thought was why God. Why would you take such a godly man/dr. who was doing such great things for his patients. But unlike many times in the past, I didn't have to wait for my answer, God replied immediately. You see, the Bible says that we were all created for a purpose, and I believe that once we fulfill that purpose God releases us from our time on earth to come home to be with him. I know it sounds simplistic, but I really feel that death is a victory for christians. In the human realm life can sometimes seem pretty awesome. But nothing compares to what our life will be like with God in heaven. I personally cannot wait to get there, b/c I know that will mean that I have fulfilled God's plan for my life.(side note from the flesh: Lord, let that be 50 or 60 years from now ;)! How about you?? Are you walking down the path that leads you toward heaven or is it a path you have created for yourself that leads somewhere else?

May God find you in his will and making the most out of the life he has given to you! B/c your chance just might be over in the blink of an eye.

Sorry I haven't written in a few days. Still under the weather. Have a dr. appt tomorrow at 2:15. Please pray that he is able to figure out what is going on and give me some med to get better soon. Pray for Ran too. He is really having to step up for the past week.


UPDATE July 9: Praise God for answered prayers and healing that will soon come. Dr. C thinks he has this thing figured out. Gave me meds today for 7 days. Thank you to all who said a prayer. God willing, the bad days are over and I can enjoy the rest of my days off with the girls.

Lord, thank you for answers to prayers. Thank you for Dr. C. Bless him Lord, and protect him. Wrap his wife in your love, only you know how tough it must be for her to live "a doctor's wife" life. Give them both strength when they can't seem to find it on their own. Amen

4th of July

Poolside

Learning to Pray

5"And when you pray, do not be like the hypocrites, for they love to pray standing in the synagogues and on the street corners to be seen by men. I tell you the truth, they have received their reward in full. 6But when you pray, go into your room, close the door and pray to your Father, who is unseen. Then your Father, who sees what is done in secret, will reward you. 7And when you pray, do not keep on babbling like pagans, for they think they will be heard because of their many words. 8Do not be like them, for your Father knows what you need before you ask him.
9"This, then, is how you should pray:
" 'Our Father in heaven,
hallowed be your name,
10your kingdom come,
your will be done
on earth as it is in heaven.
11Give us today our daily bread.
12Forgive us our debts,
as we also have forgiven our debtors.
13And lead us not into temptation,
but deliver us from the evil one.[a]' 14For if you forgive men when they sin against you, your heavenly Father will also forgive you. 15But if you do not forgive men their sins, your Father will not forgive your sins.
Matthew 6: 5-13

I am constantly in awe of the things that the girls learn through observation, but even more so, I am astounded by the things that seem to be put in their hearts by God. Today the girls and I were sitting on my bed and Emma said, "Mommy, I want to pray." SO I said "Okay, let's pray." So we folded our hands and closed our eyes and she said: "Dear God, thank you for the flowers and the trees and everything. Amen." That simple statement was so powerful. What is that saying about Out of the mouth of babes? I thought about all the times I have prayed and how I search for the right words and try so hard to say everything just the right way. And when I heard her prayer, I thought, "I know that God is similing right now!" But when you really think about it he just wants the same with us. He just wants simple dialog(I know for me and some of my "big word" friends this isn't the easiest concept). Sometimes we focus so hard on trying to find the right words that we lose the real meaning of what we want to say. Simple phrases or breaths of prayer like bless them, help me, praise you, are sweet to our Lord; and require hardly no thought or time on our behalf. But that constant dialog keeps us closer to God, more available to hear him speak and less likely to fall into the traps satan has set for us everywhere.

Side note: Please be in prayer for Ran and I. The past few days have really been a struggle. We are so proud that God has given Abigail such a strong will and determination, but it sure makes parenting her difficult. Pray that God will inspire us with the right methods for parenting her without breaking her spirit; and that he will continue to give us glimmers of improvement so that we do not become discouraged or frustrated.

4th of July

Late this afternoon we took the girls to a new park in Florence and then to watch the fireworks display on the river. The park has a water fountain that people play in. So we let the girls run in it...or I should say we let Abigail(as you can see in the pics Emma is content to roam around checking out the sites or just hangin out by herself. She tickles me to death. Abigail was over there laughing and squealing as she ran around in the water. She can't stand to wear wet clothes so she eventually got down to just her cinderella panties--and she really wanted them to go too! At one point she looked at me and said, "Mommy, take your shirt off!" I said, "No, I don't think mommy needs to do that." Meanwhile, Emma Catherine was exploring and hanging out with Greengrad--I just love the way she calls him that. They both enjoyed the fireworks. But Emma didn't want to get too close. So she and Greengrad watched from about 50 yards away from the rest of us. And in true Emma style she talked about the fireworks the rest of the night! Abigail loved all the pink ones(I told her they were just for her) She and I clapped and screamed after each round. It is so great to have a reason to act like a little kid again! Hope you enjoy the pics.

Waiting for Dreams!

I gave you milk, not solid food, for you were not yet ready for it. Indeed, you are still not ready. I Corinthians 3:2

***I have felt God telling me to write this blog for about a week now, and today after speaking with dear friend I got the final confirmation
I am writing this today for a longtime friend of mine. I hope when he reads it God uses it to speak truth into his heart.

Dreams. We all have them. Some dreams are simple, easily accomplished. Others are more of a matter of the heart. Some dreams are such a part of who we are that we begin to take it personal when it feels as though God isn't fulfilling them. We feel like that perverbial carrot is being dangled right in front of our face. Do you know that God doesn't dangle carrots? If God shows us something, whether it be in our hearts or our dreams, he plans on giving it to us. How unjust of a God would he be if he had no intention of helping HIS children achieve their dreams. Instead we serve a very JUST God, who is ready and willing to give us all the desires of our heart if we delight in Him. And that is the catch...WE have to be ready to receive it. God knows us inside and out. Every thought, every care, every worry and he knows when we are ready to receive certain gifts from him. I like to think about it like this: Abigail--my little daredevil--would love for me to let her climb up to the top of the slide at the park all by herself. But as her mother, I know that she isn't ready yet. She is too young, she doesn't understand everything it takes to get to the top and back down safely. She has more growing to do(physically and mentally) before I can let her do that. And when the time is right, and she shows me that she has learned all of the necessary skills, (sadly) I will let her go; and she will have the time of her life--b/c she was READY!
Have you ever felt like God has left you hanging on the clothesline of life? Well, he hasn't. You just haven't fully dried =) Many times in life, I have wanted something so badly, but God just wouldn't grant it...I wasn't ready. And then after I had grown and surrendered other parts of my life to him, those desires either faded or were filled. Waiting on the Lord is so difficult; especially when it seems that everyone around you is living the "perfect" life.(That is another day--not using others for your yardstick--)
SO...what should we be doing?? Living in the now! Praising God Now! Loving God Now! Seeking God's will for us NOW! We have to stop looking for the next present with our name on it under the tree, and focus on what God has put in our hands in the present.
God, help me to be patient as I wait for my dreams to come true. Amen.