Last week I was struggling. I felt like I was having thoughts whispered into my ear by someone other than the Holy Spirit. Honestly, it was a huge burden on my soul. I felt weighted down. The thoughts I was thinking were things I didn't even want to say. I didn't want to give the evil one a foothold. I wanted to write someone, tell someone, do something to unload these cumbersome contemplations. Instead, I silently struggled.
The Sabbath came and with it a peace I hadn't felt in a while. Yesterday I felt the same peace. Today was when I realized that I am not feeling the attack that I was last week. The enemy's campaign against me has been thwarted. Praise the Lord, that He has fought off the enemy from entering my thoughts. Jesus has triumphed for me, again!
I myself was barely able to pray last week. I felt so unworthy to even speak to the Lord because of the things in my mind. I needed someone to pray for me. I needed someone to lift me up and carry me to Jesus in prayer. But I didn't ask anyone. I didn't talk to anyone.
However, I am positive that someone, somewhere, has been praying specifically for me. I am so thankful for that care and concern! Thank you, whoever you are, for your prayers on my behalf. Please know that I am feeling God's love and grace and protection because you have taken the time to speak to our Father in heaven on my behalf.
I thank Jesus for putting me on your heart.
Writing about the things that matter most to me: My faith, my family and anything that is heavy on my heart...
Monday, October 31, 2011
Friday, October 28, 2011
Climbing
Haven loves to do this now, and I am so afraid that she'll fall off onto the hard tile floor and land on her head. We're hoping to train her to keep her feet on the ground from now on... but I had to take a video first.
Counting My Blessings... 171-180
I need to count my blessings more often. I know I am blessed every day.
171. Hearing my daughter speaking in Thai
172. Bicycle rides
173. The easing of a migraine
174. Early morning hugs and kisses
175. Outdoor play
176. Yummy vegetables
177. Fruit salad
178. The sweetest pineapple ever!
179. Seeing prayers being answered...
180. Friendship
171. Hearing my daughter speaking in Thai
172. Bicycle rides
173. The easing of a migraine
174. Early morning hugs and kisses
175. Outdoor play
176. Yummy vegetables
177. Fruit salad
178. The sweetest pineapple ever!
179. Seeing prayers being answered...
180. Friendship
Wednesday, October 26, 2011
Flight
A friend of mine shared this poem with a group on FB. It speaks exactly of my feelings for my two girls! Just had to share...
Flight
……
I know women
who would lose their children
like throwing off a robe,
unbraiding a red ribbon
and discarding it, to let
their wild selves fly free.
I know women
who put aside their children
like cheap jewelry by the side of the bed.
I know women
who never seem to wear them at all.
My girls, I do not want
to be free of you.
You are like my wedding rings
which I could have easily slipped out of
but wear
every day that my heart beats.
I want you near me.
My girls, my husband,
when I see a sunset
I want these two eyes
to be part of the eight who see it.
I want our laughter and stories
to be so tangled
that our memories weave into one dream.
This is my time with you.
Soon enough, you will be off
swimming your own new seas.
Soon enough, we will step back and watch you
blooming and bursting in solitary ways
in your own fresh, separate skins.
How could I waste this?
Oh my darlings, you are not my cage.
You are my wings.
~Alicia Bayer
Flight
……
I know women
who would lose their children
like throwing off a robe,
unbraiding a red ribbon
and discarding it, to let
their wild selves fly free.
I know women
who put aside their children
like cheap jewelry by the side of the bed.
I know women
who never seem to wear them at all.
My girls, I do not want
to be free of you.
You are like my wedding rings
which I could have easily slipped out of
but wear
every day that my heart beats.
I want you near me.
My girls, my husband,
when I see a sunset
I want these two eyes
to be part of the eight who see it.
I want our laughter and stories
to be so tangled
that our memories weave into one dream.
This is my time with you.
Soon enough, you will be off
swimming your own new seas.
Soon enough, we will step back and watch you
blooming and bursting in solitary ways
in your own fresh, separate skins.
How could I waste this?
Oh my darlings, you are not my cage.
You are my wings.
~Alicia Bayer
Go Rangers!!!
In honor of the Rangers being at the World Series and playing what could be the last game, I think this picture is fitting...
| Love the shirt with the claw behind me :) |
This was our last Ranger game before coming to the other side of the world.
Friday, October 21, 2011
First Pigtails
This is my first attempt at putting Haven's hair up in pigtails. I think they turned out pretty well. What do you think?
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