Sometimes it is so easy to get upset
When those tiny little hands make such big messes,
And those tiny little noses are constantly dirty,
And those tiny mouths are forever getting louder.
But one day not too far from now
Those not so tiny hands will go into kindergarten,
And those not so tiny noses will be runny from a broken heart,
And those not so tiny mouths will be calling from far away.
Instead of getting frustrated as mommas often do
Help those hands make the messes,
Wipe the noses and kiss their cheeks while you are at it,
And help those tiny mouths to find their own voices.
Take a picture of these moments,
Spend these times together not in timeout,
Cherish every second because all too soon
You will wish for their return!
Love you guys- sorry for the depth of the subject but my fingers just started typing, and I hope someone out there needs this as much as I did when I wrote it.
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
Monday, March 8, 2010
It was definately a man
I have already posted once today but this was just too funny not to share.
I had to read a story tonight for my World Lit class titled "Lysistrata" by ancient Athenian author Aristophanes. This entire play was about a war between Athens and Sparta and how the women decide to end the war by withholding sex from their men. Okay that in and of itself was silly, but entertaining... then it just got ridiculous.
After FIVE DAYS without sex the women are jumping the city walls trying to get to their men like they left their bottles of Prozac at home. REALLY? 5 days!?!
Here's how it goes down at my house:
>enter hubby< "babe the kids are asleep"
>I say< "and?"
"it's been a while" (heavy with implication)
"fine- but I have a paper to write and dishes to do so let's be quick about it"
"deal"
" oh and I'm not shaving my legs"
okay- maybe not THAT bad- but pretty close sometimes. Anyway- so I found it hilarious that this MALE author thought that even in a comedy women were so desperate for sex that they would climb the walls after five days without it. Silly silly man.
I had to read a story tonight for my World Lit class titled "Lysistrata" by ancient Athenian author Aristophanes. This entire play was about a war between Athens and Sparta and how the women decide to end the war by withholding sex from their men. Okay that in and of itself was silly, but entertaining... then it just got ridiculous.
After FIVE DAYS without sex the women are jumping the city walls trying to get to their men like they left their bottles of Prozac at home. REALLY? 5 days!?!
Here's how it goes down at my house:
>enter hubby< "babe the kids are asleep"
>I say< "and?"
"it's been a while" (heavy with implication)
"fine- but I have a paper to write and dishes to do so let's be quick about it"
"deal"
" oh and I'm not shaving my legs"
okay- maybe not THAT bad- but pretty close sometimes. Anyway- so I found it hilarious that this MALE author thought that even in a comedy women were so desperate for sex that they would climb the walls after five days without it. Silly silly man.
Philosophy Paper Vs My Faith
I had a philosophy paper due to today that I really struggled with. This whole semester has been a test of my faith, but this one had to be put in black and white. I had to choose an argument to agree with out of the following
A) God exists because the world does
B) God exists because of the design of things
C) God exists because he is the greatest conceivable being
At first glance I could see how all of these could work on some level- I mean I DO believe God made the world, and I do believe that He is intelligent and therefor so is the design of everything around us, and I do believe that God is great- but it just felt like I was putting God into a box- and I have learned never to do that.
If God is just a creator or designer- that would be like saying Van Gogh existed because he painted Starry Night. I may be wrong, but I am pretty sure he existed for more than just the time period that it took to paint that portrait, and I am also pretty sure he had more to him and his life than just that one character trait.
And saying that God was only as great as we can conceive? How arrogant of us to think that we could ever possibly even fathom Gods greatness! I don't know about anyone else- but God has done so many amazing things in my life that I can not possibly ever understand, and I don't think that he intends for us to.
So I argued against all three! So let's start praying now that my agnostic professor can see the argument behind the paper and not just that I disagreed with all three of the options!
A) God exists because the world does
B) God exists because of the design of things
C) God exists because he is the greatest conceivable being
At first glance I could see how all of these could work on some level- I mean I DO believe God made the world, and I do believe that He is intelligent and therefor so is the design of everything around us, and I do believe that God is great- but it just felt like I was putting God into a box- and I have learned never to do that.
If God is just a creator or designer- that would be like saying Van Gogh existed because he painted Starry Night. I may be wrong, but I am pretty sure he existed for more than just the time period that it took to paint that portrait, and I am also pretty sure he had more to him and his life than just that one character trait.
And saying that God was only as great as we can conceive? How arrogant of us to think that we could ever possibly even fathom Gods greatness! I don't know about anyone else- but God has done so many amazing things in my life that I can not possibly ever understand, and I don't think that he intends for us to.
So I argued against all three! So let's start praying now that my agnostic professor can see the argument behind the paper and not just that I disagreed with all three of the options!
Monday, February 15, 2010
Reverse Santa and OCD
My two year old has a plethera of toys- I mean toys out the wazoo, and over time I have developed this nasty little habit of playing REVERSE santa. If a toy hurts when it gets thrown at you (and trust me, it will get thrown), makes too much of a mess, or is overly annoying (playing the song over and over for three minutes at a time all day long everyday for six months), then when the kids go to bed it magically disappears into never never land. Well, I thought this was a great plan until Ash developed OCD. Not THAT OCD, but Obsessive CLINGING Disorder. What is that?
Example:
The other day we went to Walmart and Ash snuck a Spiderman umbrella into the cart. I know I know, I should have put it back, but as anyone who has raised a two year old (or multiples that close in age) knows, by the time you finally make it through the store and to the check out line the promise of the sun is so intense that angels are singing the hallelujah chorus and you just want out. SO I bought the stupid thing and ran for dear life to the sanctuary of my car where the kids can be as awful as the want without everyone in town staring at me.
So now Ash takes that silly umbrella EVERYWHERE, which wasn't so bad until his dad taught him that it opens. Thanks a LOT hun. So now, rain or shine, that umbrella is with us... opened.... in public.....
and people wonder how I can be such a bad parent and make this poor sweet angels toys disappear...
oh..and FYI- I know- my two year old has a bottle in his mouth, no shoes on and dirty feet. Don't get me started- that's another handful of battles for another day!
I will post another blog soon on the lessons I have been learning, and how school is going. Sorry it has been so long!
Example:
The other day we went to Walmart and Ash snuck a Spiderman umbrella into the cart. I know I know, I should have put it back, but as anyone who has raised a two year old (or multiples that close in age) knows, by the time you finally make it through the store and to the check out line the promise of the sun is so intense that angels are singing the hallelujah chorus and you just want out. SO I bought the stupid thing and ran for dear life to the sanctuary of my car where the kids can be as awful as the want without everyone in town staring at me.
So now Ash takes that silly umbrella EVERYWHERE, which wasn't so bad until his dad taught him that it opens. Thanks a LOT hun. So now, rain or shine, that umbrella is with us... opened.... in public.....
and people wonder how I can be such a bad parent and make this poor sweet angels toys disappear...
oh..and FYI- I know- my two year old has a bottle in his mouth, no shoes on and dirty feet. Don't get me started- that's another handful of battles for another day!
I will post another blog soon on the lessons I have been learning, and how school is going. Sorry it has been so long!
Thursday, January 21, 2010
the boys at home
thought I would share my little men with everyone for a sec! My boys are always so excited when I get home from school- all grins for momma!
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
day 4
Today was my first day of college in seven years. It was so hard, and so rewarding at the same time. I came home just amazed at the amount of people that I had met, amazed at how much work I had after two classes, and then in retrospect amazed at how God had guided my day for me weeks and months before it ever occurred. My biggest fear in going today was that I would stick out like a sore thumb, just be this old hag in the midst of all these teenagers who were just starting out in life. Well class number one occurs, and lo and behold literally a senior citizen walks in the class and is not the professor. This completely gray haired elderly gentleman comes and sits directly beside me and obviously wins the prize for oldest person in the class. Not a big deal to most, but to me in just felt wonderful. By the time the class was over I had met a girl who sits directly behind me, and although she was not as old as I was, she was just returning to college after having taken a break herself. Once again, another way God was showing me that I wasn't on my own. Along comes class number two, and there is a time during this class where the professor wants us to exchange information with student around us because we are required to form a study group. So I am talking to a few girls sitting around me, and it turns out that one is 33, married with a ten year old boy, and one is 24 and engaged to a 32 year old that she has been in a relationship with for years. Once again, God was prepared for me before I even set foot in that class. He paved the way to let me know that he had anticipated my needs and addressed them before I ever dared to ask for them. What an amazing God.
Okay so Feeding the Hunger Pt 3. This is a toughie for me, and I am going to say some things that my better judgement tells me not to throw out into the great unknown of the Internet where anyone and everyone can stumble upon them. But part of this blog is taking chances, being real, and facing myself head on with whatever gets set before me.
So Hebrew 12:
The things that stood out to me tonight were that we are not supposed to be walking through this life but rather RUNNING. Run like there is something at stake, like there is a finish line to be crossed. No meandering, not strolling but Running towards and with Christ. We have already established that God has saved us, fed us milk, fed us wine (in part 1), then that He has started this hunger in our minds (part 2), but what happens when our zealous heart becomes quieter, and more still? When our "honeymoon phase" as it were, with Christ has ended? We join join join in our churches, we do things left and right to try to pump up our Christian achievement badges... but our spirit just isn't as inflamed? Because when Christ calls us and starts speaking to us he demands things of us. He tells us that if we are going to walk with Him then THIS is how He wants us to walk. When we refuse to do something that He lays on our hearts, instead of walking with and towards Him we take a step away. And gradually over time those steps accumulate and we are so far away that our passion becomes dimmed.
That passage in Hebrews talks of sins that entangle us and encumbrances that slow us down. So many people (including myself) ask questions like "well is it right or wrong- just give me a direct answer", or "how far can I push this without it being too far"? As Christians Matt reminded me that our question should not be those, but rather
Why carry dead weight/ encumbrances in our spiritual life if all they are doing is slowing us down in our race with Christ? If we wake up everyday knowing there is something slowing us down towards becoming the happiest most fulfilled person that we can be... why do we continue to pick that thing up and carry it around?
If someone reads this, please get real about anything that is your burden and lets hold each other accountable- help each other to lay it down, One head is great, but a circle of hearts united in Christ is so much stronger.
I love you guys-
Okay so Feeding the Hunger Pt 3. This is a toughie for me, and I am going to say some things that my better judgement tells me not to throw out into the great unknown of the Internet where anyone and everyone can stumble upon them. But part of this blog is taking chances, being real, and facing myself head on with whatever gets set before me.
So Hebrew 12:
1 Wherefore seeing we also are compassed about with so great a cloud of witnesses, let us lay aside every weight, and the sin which doth so easily beset us, and let us run with patience the race that is set before us,
The things that stood out to me tonight were that we are not supposed to be walking through this life but rather RUNNING. Run like there is something at stake, like there is a finish line to be crossed. No meandering, not strolling but Running towards and with Christ. We have already established that God has saved us, fed us milk, fed us wine (in part 1), then that He has started this hunger in our minds (part 2), but what happens when our zealous heart becomes quieter, and more still? When our "honeymoon phase" as it were, with Christ has ended? We join join join in our churches, we do things left and right to try to pump up our Christian achievement badges... but our spirit just isn't as inflamed? Because when Christ calls us and starts speaking to us he demands things of us. He tells us that if we are going to walk with Him then THIS is how He wants us to walk. When we refuse to do something that He lays on our hearts, instead of walking with and towards Him we take a step away. And gradually over time those steps accumulate and we are so far away that our passion becomes dimmed.
That passage in Hebrews talks of sins that entangle us and encumbrances that slow us down. So many people (including myself) ask questions like "well is it right or wrong- just give me a direct answer", or "how far can I push this without it being too far"? As Christians Matt reminded me that our question should not be those, but rather
DOES IT HELP ME RUN?
Why carry dead weight/ encumbrances in our spiritual life if all they are doing is slowing us down in our race with Christ? If we wake up everyday knowing there is something slowing us down towards becoming the happiest most fulfilled person that we can be... why do we continue to pick that thing up and carry it around?
If someone reads this, please get real about anything that is your burden and lets hold each other accountable- help each other to lay it down, One head is great, but a circle of hearts united in Christ is so much stronger.
I love you guys-
Day 3 (a day late)
Okay- so part of a blog is honesty- and even though I know this is probably not getting read, I still feel embarrassed to admit out loud that I already have failed miserably- on day 3. Last night instead of listening to my sermon and having that time with God, I was at Walmart buying the last "have-to's" for my first day of college and then I came home at 1:00 am and crashed. I completely left God out of what the world would have thought was an awesome day. I had shopped with my husband all day, I was prepping for a dream that was finally coming to fruition, and I completely left out the one person that totally made those things possible for me.
So here it is 9:36 on day four, I haven't cracked open my sermon for today either, I am staring at a mountain of homework (already) and thinking to myself that five hours of sleep last night was not enough, and I should completely just crash and burn for the day. However, my heart has been pretty heavy after having ignored God yesterday, so I am going to consume some caffeine, listen to my sermon and hopefully have another blog to post in the next couple of hours all about my first day of college and the amazing things that God did for me today in my day four, how He still watched out for me even though I didn't take the time for him last night. What an amazing God.
So here it is 9:36 on day four, I haven't cracked open my sermon for today either, I am staring at a mountain of homework (already) and thinking to myself that five hours of sleep last night was not enough, and I should completely just crash and burn for the day. However, my heart has been pretty heavy after having ignored God yesterday, so I am going to consume some caffeine, listen to my sermon and hopefully have another blog to post in the next couple of hours all about my first day of college and the amazing things that God did for me today in my day four, how He still watched out for me even though I didn't take the time for him last night. What an amazing God.
