two cents...

Days become weeks, which turn into months, which turn into years of just doing…lately I’ve been thinking a lot about the fact that so often I just get caught up in the day to day and just going through the motions. I find myself overwhelmed, feeling like there just aren’t enough hours in the day or I just don’t have enough time or resources to get everything I want to do and then I realize I have 24 hours, just like everyone else I’m just not being intentional with my time. I find that many of the things I want to accomplish could easily be done if I would turn off the television in the evenings, or if I would put the cell phone on silent and just be with my family, or if I would get up an hour earlier or spend an hour in the evening just working through some things.

I am then overwhelmed with guilt for all the things I am obviously not accomplishing and I just can’t seem to battle out of this constant circle. I want to work out, I want to spend more time reading both the Bible and other resources, and I feel like I never have time for me. In reality, I don’t make time for myself. Isn’t it incredible the difference between reality and perception? I was discussing this with a co-worker this week and there is such a variation between the assumptions people make about you, perception; and the reality of who you are. There are also huge disconnects between your reality and the reality of other people. How do you merge those, how are we truly transparent in who we are and what we believe?

This is a question that has been plaguing me lately, how do I truly demonstrate who I am and do I even want to. I know we’re called to be imitators of Christ Jesus, but am I really striving daily to be that? Am I really becoming more and more like Him, leaving more and more of my fleshly nature behind? Do I really want people to transparently see me for who and all I am?

Then in reading today, I came across Ann Voskamp’s blog, “A Holy Experience,” and dang that woman can write, and put words to what we’re thinking, feeling and seeing, in ways I envy…but she said, “Because only when you are blown to the unknown heights, do you unfurl your wings and begin your flight.” I realized that only when I allow myself to be tested beyond what I can imagine, or be pushed to heights beyond what I even though possible for myself, I have no choice but to let loose, unfurl my wings, and fly. In the flying I am made whole, made more of who He is, and find my joy in all things.

Just some thoughts as I’m leaning into His arms,

Lindsay

Exhaustion

You know it's coming...those moments when Satan creeps in and takes the joy out of the ordinary, the moments you find that you're just watching your life happen. I have been feeling that way lately. Titus has been tested and there was an exhausting day of holding him down while he cried uncontrollably for forty-five minutes for a heart echo, to find out everything was normal which was the prayer we had been praying since we found out he was going to have to have an echo. Then there was the detail that he tested positive for RSV so we've been doing antibiotics (did I mention the double ear infection), and breathing treatments regularly and now if only he'd sleep through the night. Tennyson, the strong willed one, who has determined to be defiant so we have started losing our big boy privileges on a daily basis, which has led to temper tantrum throwing....

I could go on and on and in my mind lately I have been, only to be reminded, actually hit last night at the MUMs group (Moms Uplifting Moms) like a mac truck that as moms and wives we many times determine the pace of our household. Sure we have a lot of responsibilities, sure we have a lot on our shoulders, but if we don't have the mindset of "whatever you do, do it heartily, as to the Lord and not to men (Col. 3:23)," I know I personally would never survive. Andrea Eckhardt reminded me last night that there is some truth to the old adage, "If mama ain't happy, ain't nobody happy," and Satan can only steal from me what I allow him to, so today and each day from here on out, I plan to wake (even when I spent more hours rocking my baby than sleeping) with a smile, with joy because I have children to rock, I have food to put on the table hence the dishes, there will always be a pile of laundry because I have clothing to put on their backs, there will be a fight stepping out into the cold but there's a warm car to head to, and there is enough left in the bank account to put gas in the car to get us from point a to point B.

I don't know why in my little mind I think I should be entitled to whatever I want, I don't know where this adage became a part of our society, but I know that Christ told us there would be suffering. We would endure things on this earth that we don't want, we won't have every luxury and we weren't meant to. We are here to love one another, serve the widows and orphans and become nothing for His names sake. I pray that as I work to have joy and be positive, I am instilling in my children the fact that joy is a choice you make everyday, it's saying "yes" to Jesus each moment of each day.

End of rant,

Lindsay

Lots of Firsts

Well we are officially "Quincites," and I'm pretty sure that's not a real word, but we are. I will post pictures soon of the new house, which is rather awesome, I just have to remember to take some pictures.

Tennyson started preschool at the Crossing yesterday, and though he was very apprehensive to initially enter the classroom loaded with boys, as soon as another kid complimented his mohawk (which Aunt Jenny did an amazing job of styling before I picked him up), he was game and ran right in and started playing. They're studying the letter "D" so they talked about David & Goliath yesterday and he's really excited as today they will be discussing dinosaurs and he can't wait. Tomorrow is blue day and show and tell so I'm sure there will be lots to talk about tonight. I love this age and his excitement for everything. He can't wait for Kindergarten, though this mom could probably hold off another year or two if it worked that way.

Just last night on my way home I was thanking God for His constant provision and delighting in all He is at work on in our lives and here in Quincy, when I pulled in the driveway and saw that Travis and the boys were in the red truck in the street talking to a neighbor. The truck had died while they were backing into the driveway and there was a "puff" of smoke that exited the hood. Tyler came to our rescue and using the Sequoia the boys were able to get the truck back up into the driveway and Tyler had a great contact for Travis to call today to get the truck looked at.

Travis and I were later talking and he visited with Verizon yesterday as we have their telephone service, and are under contract for another year but their service doesn't work in a 12 mile radius around Quincy because of some dispute they have with United Cellular or something. Anyways come to find out they won't let us out of our contract but will split the buy out with us. I was so mad, between it and the truck, Satan just really knew right where to attack me and steal the joy of the day.

The boys both were exhausted and took their naps before dinner (actually Tennyson never ate dinner because he slept from about 5:30-9), and then were not ready to go to bed when I was so of course we watched Cars 2 our newest Netflix video at 10 last night and then Titus was restless until 3:22 this morning, and I have to tell you I just wasn't finding any joy in the moment, knowing that my alarm would be going off just after 6am.

As I am now reflecting back on yesterday, I realized without the truck breaking down we wouldn't have met another wonderful neighbor in our little corner or the world, we wouldn't have had the extra time to discuss with Tennyson how dropping everything to help another in need is one of the greatest gifts we have, we may not have had the one-on-one time we had with Titus while Tennyson rested, or the opportunity to snuggle with our boys late while watching Mater. Those are all precious gifts that are too easily overlooked when you choose to allow Satan a stronghold. The old adage, give them an inch and they'll take a mile doesn't just ring true with things of this world. Allowing Satan any opportunity to steal your joy and turn your eyes from our Father, even just momentarily, gives him more power than we realize. I have spent this morning while working, worshipping God not just for His constant provision, but for His astounding grace that covers all my circumstances. No matter how big an issue that I am facing, or how upset I sometimes get, He is always holding me in His loving arms, ready to hold me when I finally I realize I can't do it alone, my own strength is weak, and I just need to relax in Him.

Praying you are able to relax in His arms today and each day,
Lindsay

Thankfulness

What a word, is it really even a word, though I am sure you can get the drift of what I am trying to say...there are so many things in which God gifts us with throughout our lives that are truly amazing! Life, love, and laughter are such overused terms to mean something insignificant many times however, they are all truly significant things. So often, life is taken for granted. In my hometown just this week a wonderful woman, "Peaches," was taken from us far too early. She leaves behind two great kids, her parents and a brother who have been blessed throughout their lifetimes with her wonderful and infectious personality and humor. She was a mother to so many children in our community and a wonderful woman.

Love - there are so many tormented souls out there. So many times I watch as young people struggle and trade their worth for what they see as true love. People will fail us, it's the inevitable however, it's the investment that we make in their lives and we allow them to make in ours that determine the journey and the ability that we have to open our hearts and our minds to other people. Will we be rejected, at time trampled and abused, of course it will be done both intentionally and unintentionally to us during the span of life, it's just the way things happen. The only one who will never fail us or let us down is the Lord, and many times I believe we feel as if He has let us down because we don't receive what we feel we should or we deserve and many times I think that's because we don't allow Him to fully invade our lives, to really become a part of who He is and what He's doing around us. All that to say it's heartbreaking to me to see so many today that have quit investing in their relationships with their spouses, their friends, their families, their children, etc. it's heartbreaking because there is so much more received when we give of ourselves and our love than will ever be seen when we withhold everything from those we were created to enjoy.

Laughter - really is there anything better than catching up with friends you haven't seen in a while, enjoying good food, wonderful company, and laughing so hard that it hurts reliving the antics you pulled and experienced together. I know that there is nothing greater than experiencing life, in all it's messy circumstances than facing it with laughter and with the sense that craziness happens, and if you aren't able to laugh at yourself and laugh at yourself with others you are truly missing out on some of the greatest benefits of love and one of your Creators purposes for your creation.

I am not one for making New Years resolutions, not because I don't like them but because I have never actually kept one probably. So this year, I don't resolve to anything, but strive to become more and more like Jesus, to get off my darier and become a follower, no longer a fan!

Love you guys,
Lindsay