Question of the Day

Everyday it seems, I come around a question that I need to ask myself.  We today's question really got me thinking............

 WOULD YOU LIKE TO BE A CHILD IN YOUR OWN HOUSE????


wow...........................................  

This is the first year since Mandy was in the stroller that I have let them dress up and trick or treat.  We have all agreed that we just didn't want to participate in the festivities of the holiday.  Well, this is the first time we have been in our home town during this season, and the kids wanted to dress up.  Well Mandy really wanted to dress up.  so to the streets we went...   And i think they had a pretty good time too.

Just Because

Here she is getting doctored up.

God always takes care of me.  I guess that's why I take so many pics of bugs...   small, NO GOOD BUGS, right?  NO WAY!  ROTFL!  Each bug, animal, person, place, or thing has such a great and wonderful purpose for today.  Right now, yes, as I type...  look at the ants for example.   They sting.  Build huge mounds right in the middle of the lawn.  What a pest, but man oh man they will tear up what others call waste.  Keeping the ground clear of crunchy insects that have "seen better days."  With that said, please know that you have much purpose too.

BROKE DOWN:
Well, I like to try and find the best of what I have around me at each moment.  Survival Skill I picked up along life's crazy highway. 

Picture this. 

Traveling about 600 miles was the plan for the night.  I-77.   D.S. (darling son) and D.N. (darling grown nephew) were with me on this journey.  Well, the car sputters...  I knew what was happening.  I have killed quite a few cars, trucks, rovers, and SUV in my day.  At that very moment WELCOME TO SOUTH CAROLINA sign and REST AREA ahead.  I coasted to a parking spot.


You know, I knew instantly that God was in control. You know that's what God is, That's how you know.  He is the wave of security.  The bridge that is needed.  The Peace That Comes In the Midst of the Storm.  When I can TAKE NO MORE, He says, I got your back, front, middle, and the sides. 


I had never rode in a tow truck.  A little nervous about riding in the thing to tell ya the truth.  GUESS WHAT WAS ON THE DASH!  a BIBLE.  I said I am sure glad to see my favorite book on your dash.  He says, "there two up there mam"

We still aren't sure why we missed the football game.  Probably will not know til we meet Jesus, and He answers all my endless questions about everything.  But God Cares for every tiny bit of your life.  and He says believe in me and you are my child...  

DN and DS playing a little football.  Might as well enjoy it. 

I just dont get it sometimes.  IT IS AWFUL the things that happen to us, around us, to those we love and admire.  It is sad.  And it's never fair. 

God always works thing for His good and His will.  Sometimes I fight the answers He gives me.  And if you know me, the least little bit, you would know i have spunk. That's being really nice too. 

Over the years, the battles have been lost, lives damaged, and total chaos resulted with my "efforts" to make my way.  Just like every one that will ever read this, we all have the same chaos.  Some can hide it, some exploded, some cry, some talk about, some dont, and some just NUT up.  Who knows.

I am blessed and it is an honor for me to be able to take these few weeks off from work.  To hang out with me kids.  Shot out to my hubby too.  He totally supports me homeschooling, traveling with kids, staying home with kids, etc.  He is my strong hold.  my love  Thanks john.  Smile bunches

This month we have painted, cut stuff up, made complete messes, threw footballs, ran, played, read, sang, danced, danced again, and danced more.  Such a blast.  I can see how being at home all the time could get really busy.  Between friends, sports, church, this activity or the next...  peeps dont let me get so busy that i forget that my kids need me to chill with them.  talk to them, and i guess love them so much to just want them and not all that great stuff that they "CANT" miss.  

We have it wrong...

WE CAN NOT AFFORD TO MISS OUR KIDS.

WE CAN NOT AFFORD TO GIVE THEM SO MUCH OF THIS WORLD, FOR THEM TO NOT UNDERSTAND WHAT WE AS PARENT BELIEVE IN...

we only have a minute with them.  I am glad God hooked me up once again with the chance to hang with my sweet sunshines...  I love them mucho.

Just makes me smile.

My husband is gone for a while, and at first, i thought, UGH!  I am never going to sleep.  But then I get busy with my whatevers, and I think of him.  I smile.

Here you go!

Wondering if I have been wrong all along.  Reconsidering some ideas, notions, and theories. 
 I have been fuming.  Moaning, mad as hell, to be frank about it.  During my anger, I have figured out, ONCE AGAIN, that one sin is no greater than another.   

Where I fail, another does not.  Where you fail, I do not.  We have all been given shoes, shoes we must wear in some kind of normal balance.  We fail and learn, or we fail and repeat , but in God's own perfect way, He recycles us to be examples, even in our failures.  Making our stupid outbursts of anger, beating a spouse, hurting a friend, murdering a child, and even down to our thoughts.

You know He says that all we have to do is follow, listen to His loving advice, direction, and correction.  All the while we reject His call to admit we are wrong sheep without a clue.    The forgiveness is always there ready to bring us back to that place of safety and assurance.  Redeemed, clean, free of the burden of guilt. 

CAUSE GUILT IS REPLACED WITH A LOVE THAT I HAVE NEVER EXPERIENCE IN ALL MY LIFE.  IT'S GREATER THAT THE LOVE I HAVE TOWARD MY CHILDREN.


So folks no matter what you or i have done, it's all the same, God can not have any DARKNESS.  Light consumes darkness with fire. God was so sad that He sent Jesus as a covering, a sacrifice, an atonement for the darkness that sin created. Just so we could be A FRIEND OF GODS.  WOW, i know i don't deserve to be loved that much, when i can hate another, use words that appall God, judging folks just because they are wrong.  Who am I?


Then out of no where that small voice whispers and says, YOU ARE MY CHILD.