Wednesday, April 16, 2014
Thursday, April 10, 2014
My Intentions Are Good
" I do not understand what I do. For what I want to do, I do not do. And what I hate, I do." Romans 7:15
After I stumble out of the baby's room, tucking my ridden strong breast back into my bra, pour myself a glass of mental escape, pushing the buttons on my remote is challenge enough.
I want to write, instead I watch E television and curse our culture who glorifies the youth and their entitled and hardly earned importance while the world weeps at the loss of another socialites life..
I know the Apostle Paul meant he chooses to live in the flesh when he wants to walk in the spirit. But surely my example is comparable.
Saturday, April 5, 2014
It is Precious
"Behold, children are a heritage from the Lord, the fruit of the womb a reward. Like arrows in the hand of a warrior are the children of one's youth. Blessed is the man who fills his quiver with them..." Psalm 127:3-4
My son was born eight days late.
While he took his painful bittersweet time coming into the world, once he breathed room air, he was by my side to stay. Not once in the nursery, the NICU, or the nurses care, he breasted in his first few seconds of life, he slept his initial earthly night in my arms and I've not spent one evening less than a stones throw away since. This has been the biggest blessing and something I've learned not to be taken for granted.
This morning I walked the March of Dines walk for my girlfriend whose triplets were born preemies with undeveloped lungs and her boy who spent 105 days in Intensive Care and nine surgeries later, finally came home to her loving touch. This morning I walked with parents who lost their babies.
My son was born eight days late.
While he took his painful bittersweet time coming into the world, once he breathed room air, he was by my side to stay. Not once in the nursery, the NICU, or the nurses care, he breasted in his first few seconds of life, he slept his initial earthly night in my arms and I've not spent one evening less than a stones throw away since. This has been the biggest blessing and something I've learned not to be taken for granted.
This morning I walked the March of Dines walk for my girlfriend whose triplets were born preemies with undeveloped lungs and her boy who spent 105 days in Intensive Care and nine surgeries later, finally came home to her loving touch. This morning I walked with parents who lost their babies.
Honored for my gift from God to stride side by side with all of them and thankful to The Lord for the truly amazing miracle of life and the boy I get to call my own.
Glory. Glory. Glory. Amen.
Thursday, April 3, 2014
Don't Hassle Me
"Create in me a pure heart, O God, and renew a steadfast spirit within me." Psalm 51:10
When I was a Sophmore in high school, an upper classman took me on a classic dinner and movie date. It was the limp, Ruby Tuesday salad bar and the great Bill Murray in "What about Bob?"
And this afternoon, I quote him louder than ever...despite the fact that I can not take a brief hiatus from motherhood, I am taking a vacation from my problems and excuses for not documenting the beautiful mess I'm in and the baby steps I'm taking towards progress.
Whatever the hell that means.
And so the writing begins...again.
When I was a Sophmore in high school, an upper classman took me on a classic dinner and movie date. It was the limp, Ruby Tuesday salad bar and the great Bill Murray in "What about Bob?"
A flick that remains to reign on my Top Ten List.
I spent the better part of the feature holding his clammy hand and throwing my head back in genuine glee. My nervous companion scolded my behavior and shushed my disturbing laughter.
To his chagrin, our romance ended with the rolling of the credits.
Bob however is still with me today.
I spent the better part of the feature holding his clammy hand and throwing my head back in genuine glee. My nervous companion scolded my behavior and shushed my disturbing laughter.
To his chagrin, our romance ended with the rolling of the credits.
Bob however is still with me today.
And this afternoon, I quote him louder than ever...despite the fact that I can not take a brief hiatus from motherhood, I am taking a vacation from my problems and excuses for not documenting the beautiful mess I'm in and the baby steps I'm taking towards progress.
Whatever the hell that means.
And so the writing begins...again.
Humility
"Therefore if you have any encouragement from being united with Christ, if any comfort from his love, if any common sharing in the Spirit, if any tenderness and compassion, then make my joy complete by being like-minded, having the same love, being one in spirit and of one mind. Do nothing out of selfish ambition or vain conceit. Rather, in humility value others above yourselves, not looking to your own interests but each of you to the interests of the others." Phillipians 2:1-4
Laying down ones life is what it means to be a mom. Nobody said it was easy.
Sunday, February 9, 2014
Baby's Yelp Reviews
As I'm coming up on one full year of breastfeeding, I related to and adored this post.
Courtesy of Bygone Bureau..>>
Courtesy of Bygone Bureau..>>
Thursday, February 6, 2014
Just A Smidgen of Distaste
"With many other words he warned them; and he pleaded with them, “Save yourselves from this corrupt generation.” Acts 2:40
The headlines are saying a journalist was rude to Obama.
Rude to the President? What a joke.
The fact that the Mainstream Media does not ask questions that truly matter to the American people is scary enough. But when they attack a reporter who searches out answers as to why the hell the IRS is using their criminal and vast power to target Conservative groups and why no one is being held accountable is devastatingly frightening. Obama claims there is not a "smidgen" of corruption, yet memos and emails link the coordination of Obama's treasury to the IRS officials who under their direction deliberately scrutinized and delayed due processing. Lois Lerner pleaded the Fifth for a reason. GUILT.
I could go on...why are the allegations of the Presidency covering up murders of our people in Benghazi to save an election not as important as a celebrities short life or the Presidents inappropriate flirting and self centered picture taking at Mandela's funeral?Or worse the fact that the Secretary of State can say "What difference does it make" And then it doesn't.
Or the unmistakable thrusting of the worst social program in our country's history. Obamacare is being shoved down our throat while billions of dollars goes up in flames, and still a whopping 8% have deemed it worthy enough to sign on to a sometimes but rarely functioning website. This administration says it is a burden to the poor to demand picture ID's to vote but signing up for free healthcare on an Internet site isn't.
Rude to the President? What a joke.
The fact that the Mainstream Media does not ask questions that truly matter to the American people is scary enough. But when they attack a reporter who searches out answers as to why the hell the IRS is using their criminal and vast power to target Conservative groups and why no one is being held accountable is devastatingly frightening. Obama claims there is not a "smidgen" of corruption, yet memos and emails link the coordination of Obama's treasury to the IRS officials who under their direction deliberately scrutinized and delayed due processing. Lois Lerner pleaded the Fifth for a reason. GUILT.
I could go on...why are the allegations of the Presidency covering up murders of our people in Benghazi to save an election not as important as a celebrities short life or the Presidents inappropriate flirting and self centered picture taking at Mandela's funeral?Or worse the fact that the Secretary of State can say "What difference does it make" And then it doesn't.
Or the unmistakable thrusting of the worst social program in our country's history. Obamacare is being shoved down our throat while billions of dollars goes up in flames, and still a whopping 8% have deemed it worthy enough to sign on to a sometimes but rarely functioning website. This administration says it is a burden to the poor to demand picture ID's to vote but signing up for free healthcare on an Internet site isn't.
I can't make this shit up!
I am ill with the sullied White House justifications and can't even stomach Jay Carney's lies.
Not to mention the man in charge can't find a suit and tie to save his life to bring some sort of professionalism to the highest office. President Nixon wire taps a hotel room and is forced to resign. This snake charmer spies on the entire country and we are still infatuated with his let me clear remarks and his wife's attempt at being a regular gals gal by ghetto grooving on late night television.
Sick, sick, sick.
America the Beautiful is blind.
* Just in case you thought I'd lost my zest for politics.
I am ill with the sullied White House justifications and can't even stomach Jay Carney's lies.
Not to mention the man in charge can't find a suit and tie to save his life to bring some sort of professionalism to the highest office. President Nixon wire taps a hotel room and is forced to resign. This snake charmer spies on the entire country and we are still infatuated with his let me clear remarks and his wife's attempt at being a regular gals gal by ghetto grooving on late night television.
Sick, sick, sick.
America the Beautiful is blind.
* Just in case you thought I'd lost my zest for politics.
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