On the Brink

We stand on the brink of change yet again. Life is a mystery for sure..

This huge puzzle we find ourself daily caught up in as one beautiful piece at a time fills it's space. 

There's been soooo many times, too many that I haven't kept count of in fact, that I couldn't understand a specific puzzle piece. It wasn't pretty. It wasn't the shade I would have chosen.. It looked messed up... It appeared to fit in that space, but it didn't fit for what my heart was asking for. I glanced up in questioning gaze upon the One whom my soul loves. He smiled and assured me that indeed, yes, He was fully aware. And at the same time He knows I'm fully unaware of my complete ignorance to see the whole picture. He assures me that He loves me as no other possibly could. And He reminds me in words that I understand that He actually delights as a parent to give "good things" to His children.

Change, yes..But the changes over my relatively short lifetime have been good. Through every single change I've been drawn more to this One. And with every change that brought tensil strengthening pressures, and I yielded to His larger picture, my life has reflected Him just a tiny bit more. 

Even if it's a tiny thing as my eyes twinkling just a little. bit. more. at all His goodness. Or even those moments that my life was like a "after a rain wet world and the sun is out" and the delightful tug of a smile at the corners of my mouth, because He is so extravagantly good, and I scarce can contain it!!!

Change...those "in faith step" moments in the midst of an unknown.. And then around the very next bend...my joy unbounded flowing at the mercies of a God who would care to do great "without measure" delights for us!! 

I recently saw a quote that our faith can't grow in our comfort zone. How true is that?! I have discovered that God loves mystery! 

He is as a sweetheart lover who leads his bride (whose eyes are closed) to the edge of a sandy beach and upon opening her eyes, she gasps at the expanse of beauty of the endless mass of water and he lovingly gazes upon her and assures her that his love is as unmeasurable as the ocean. That their life together is uncharted before them as a great blue sea. "But will you risk loving forever and trusting me?"

That's my Jesus right there! And yes I trust Him. When it's feasible and when it's not. When it's mature to do so and childish as well! He is the lover of my little family's soul and He invites us as that closed eyed-bride to the waters edge, and proclaims not just a mere undying love. But a love, although He died, it did not waver. A love so strong He would fight all death and the enemy of darkness just to pursue us! A love with sweat on His brow, blood sweat that is, to rescue us because His love is so pure. Not even once tarnished. Who could not possiblely love Him in return?!

The measure of a love who can know?! Jesus, HE IS LOVE!!!

His beautiful "in love" nail-scared handprints, are all over our adoption. Change? Yes. Love enough? Yes. 

When the Father of all love looks on and smiles His propelling us forward approval, it's enough. When the ground is but a sliver to stand on, and the only thing we find ourselves standing on is Jesus, it's enough.

We are excited to finally leave in two days to go to our children and bring them to their home. 

We've prayed for these preciousness for years! Before we knew them, we prayed, because He already knew them and smuggled in our hearts that longing and urgency to pray for our little children who became alone in a world who stopped caring. Perfect Love aka Jesus, was also perfectly faithful. Faithful in preparing for our M and M's needs. He was faithful to prompt our hearts to adopt someday. We always thought it would be really little ones, and in reality when He laid it on our hearts, they were.  But the years went on and what we failed to realize was those little ones were growing up. Still waiting still possibly crying for some place to belong.  Perfect Love has been perfectly weaving our lives with these two preciousness! 

Remember those messy puzzle pieces, that I wrote about earlier…?  It was those moments through the years, that has pressed us closer to our Jesus...to seek Him. To learn from Him. To find him becoming my everything . Could it possibly be that those messy puzzle piece moments were preparing us for such a time as this? 

Because through those moments we were girded up in faith, and we needed to be prepared for this beautiful faith filled moment. 

We invite you to pray for us. 

Our God is faithful. 

And please take the time to be blessed by listening to this song. 

Our God is greater, our God is stronger. God You are higher than any other. Our God is Healer, awesome in power. Our God!!

https://youtu.be/O5d_gm9zrnY

God is our Refuge and Strength. He is our Help in trouble. Therefore we will not fear. Psalm 46:1-2

Jesus said, I will always be with you. Matthew 28:20

Do not be afraid or worried because I am your God. I will strengthen you. I will help you. I will hold you with my victorious right hand! Isaiah 41:10

I know the plans I have for you, says the Lord. Plans for good and not for harm, to give you a hope and a future. Jeremiah 29:11

Our family has been so blessed by our Church family that has come around us, blessing, serving, as we prepare to leave.

Thank you to all! :)

 Even the beautiful verses above, our sweet family friend, Mrs. Sue, so lovingly looked these verses up and poured their precious truth into the hearts of our littles as she did crafts with them yesterday. :) Thank you.

Thank you so much to all our friends and family for your love on our adoption! :)

We love you all! 

And as we tell our kiddos, "Always remember that Jesus loves you more!!" ;) 

Seasons

Wow, I think this was the longest gap between my blogs! So much life...so many directions for my attention to be..

Yet when it all boils down to one simple truth is that I must let God keep me "all in" for my mothering even amidst having to temporary set aside other "important" pursuits. 

My most important pursuits are my nurturing relationship in Jesus Christ. Being sensitive to His growing me, stretching me, and pressing me in Him. 

Then it's being a loving nurturing sweetheart to my Mike and "all in" sweet mommy to all our adorable kiddos. Meeting all the unique needs while raising a precious family.  

All the other important things can flow in and out from that, but when super crowded seasons come it's my relationship with Jesus, and my little family that must continually be at the forefront~it's the most important work. 

I love blogging, I love friendships, I love sharing the Plexus health and wellness products from home, (getting to bless my little family with the added income) but that must all stay secondary as important as they are. 

So often it seems in life our human nature lets the most important callings be crowded out and it's my heart to not do that! As you've noticed through the years, I rarely get more than one blog a month up. ;) But being a full time mommy and not relying on outside help in our home, needless to say, keeps me plenty busy~and being a nurturing sweetheart and mommy, cozy homemaker and creater of cozy spaces in our home is something I don't bulk or try to shrug off, I love it!!!

My greatest joys in life are truly loving Jesus and my sweet little family well!! 

We are excited that our adoption is nearing completion and we step in faith toward the transitioning period of God making and growing us as one beautiful family. Trusting He will bond us beautifully together because it's His heart to do so!!

Another more recent pursuit is the health and wellness business I work from home. I love the all natural and pure product line. I love that the Company is integrity filled and its something I can fully support to share with others. I love it offers a second to none compensation plan and many a mommy can now work from home and get to relish the joy of having all her kiddos with her! And daddies too can work full time from home!! I love that I've been able to be a fulltime stay at home mommy even before my home business, but this business is definitely a blessing for our little family~and it's a blessing we desire to spill over and share with others, this business opportunity! All while also blessing them in their health. 

So, this was a different blog for me, but I just kind of wanted to bring you in the loop, and let you know I am still around, and I still love to blog up a delicious mommy message for you every now and then! If you follow me by email you will know as I post new blogs.  

Hope your mommyhood~filled day spills over with soooo much joy!!!!!

Many blessings~

Happy Valentine's Day

Valentine's Day means a great deal more to me than bright red hearts and pink, lavender and green sweet tarts. It's more than red roses, a box of chocolates and a dinner out. (Although I do love the celebration!! I'm quite smitten with chocolates...;) ) 

Valentine's Day is a tribute of a man's life who was willing to stand in defense of marriage. The beauty behind Valentine's Day is of a man who, even though the King mandated there would be no marriages, for the king thought he would turn out better soldiers if they were not encumbered" with the sentiments of home and a family. 

I am deeply thankful to look back on history and see a man who despite an earthly king, bowed his inner heart to a Greater King. The King, Jesus Christ. 

So after performing many "in secret" marriages for young lovers, St Valentine's 

finds himself captured and imprisoned. Valentine's kindness and nobility of character attracts the attention of the jailer's daughter. Blind, she is drawn in sweetness of spirit to this kind man who in detail describes to her in full what flowers look like. 

He fervently prays for her sight.

And the amazing and beautiful detail in this lovely whole love story is that this jailer's daughter receives her sight. BUT the most amazing thing is, I like to think how she also received spiritual sight. 

A man, who honors God, measures every standard or law by God's...it is truly an outstanding sweet and tender love story. An agape one. All built around his love for God...

Later in the story, at the time of Valentine's death ordered by this earthly king, the jailer daughter finds a sweet note by "her Valentine". 

Is that not one of the most beautiful love story's ever? Isn't a man's love for his family really an outflow of his love for God? Is this not the richest and most honorable and heroic love ever?! Does it not remind us of an even longer ago absolute most sweetest love story ever recorded..."greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends". 

For God so loved our world that He really did send His only Son for us, to die in our place so that we can truly live! Our eternal life doesn't wait till we're in heaven. It starts right here, right now. I am challenged that my life, today, can be a constant living reflection of the Life of Jesus, His eternal life in me!!!

Have a blessed and tenderly sweet Valentine's with your families. 

The Plight of an Orphan

Shivering and cold and no place to call home... That literally is a two way statement because whether they are on the streets abandoned or find themselves in orphanages and foster homes, they are shivering and cold inside and still don't truly have a place to call home. 

Right now, our son we have been working diligently to adopt, seemingly has a home, but he really doesn't. He's another name, another number in the swarm of an international system. 

Every time someone or something grows dear to him, the stark reality is that it's not really his treasure to keep. 

He stands alone, defenseless in a world that doesn't care for him. Sadly he can't even turn to the Church in his tears. He's turned away coldly. 

Imagine a boy, I know him personally, he is begging inwardly to just be heard. For someone to care. 

He and his little sister still have each other but even then they aren't each other's treasures to keep, because this little boy ages out of the system in less than 11 months and he will be torn from his sister. Yes, she will still most likely be adoptable. 

Why cannot God's  people reach out and rescue these children? The millions of sweet ones just like them? Why cannot God's people reach out in support of a rescue mission? Or are we perhaps not Gods people anyway? 

God never lives contrary to His own nature. He rescues, He restores. He mends, heals. He loves, holds, cares. He cares deeply. He cares so much that He willingly died and gave everything to support rescue missions of abandoned children.

Satan had his own wicked plan for the Church. I will quietly slip in and start petty divisions. I will start quarrels among them. I will keep them so busy and deplete them of their energy so that they are too weak to rescue. 

I will subtly bind them in lust until it's all consuming sickness overtakes them. I will support a zeal within them to lay up their own prosperity. As satan deliberately continues his plot he whispers, "I will allow the once in awhile humanitarian within the corridors of Church to reach out in a pompous display and feel good about himself for doing it" but, and with his wicked laugh as he quotes Scripture, "he will have his reward" and he rubs his filthy hands together in glee that it won't be a heavenly one.

Sad...sad...sad...heart wrenching sad..

If we are the Body why aren't our hands reaching? Why aren't we breaking the jaws of the wolf pack and rescuing these sweet and precious lambs from their clutch? Why aren't we gathering these sweet young lambs and holding them in the security and protection of our care? Why aren't our tears falling for them?

 Tears are precious to Jesus. What if we could actually see the hidden power in tears. As they splash unbidden to the ground at our feet and there become a pathway for us to walk, that hidden trail toward rescue? Wow, it's amazing. It takes tears to wash away the scales from our eyes. Yet through the blurred vision of our tears, we actually distinctly see the children to rescue. We see their value and worth to a great big awesome God, their very own Creator. Our tears fall as that magnificent waterfall and there behind it's beautiful cascade, is true treasure~it's where the hidden heart of God is revealed. 

I choose the tears. I choose to turn these precious children's crying into glorious song. Thank you sweet Jesus. 

Many an alter call whether in my own back porch or in an indoor sanctuary, found my heart kneeling before a really big God and giving Him my little "insignificant". His eyes glistening with that unshed father tear gaze and He gave me the gift of Himself. I looked up through my tears to find His precious ones splashing on me, to find that my tears were really His own. Washing me, growing me into more of His image. 

You see, Jesus wants us to have that teary gaze that miraculously pushes out all selfishness, all what people call reality, all the wrong voices, till we see clearly only Jesus. Jesus in the widow, Jesus in the orphan, Jesus in our brother and sister, Jesus in our neighbor, Jesus in the homeless, the alcoholic, the abused, the broken. It never ceases to amaze me that it's always been the overlooked ones who catches that heavenly gaze of Jesus. They don't make it to our in-home bulletin boards and newspapers, but they are splashed all over heaven's headlines. 

Lord, I want to everyday see on the other side of the waterfall. And I need that teary   vision wherein the true nature of Your heart is revealed. 

With all this, I will hasten to say that I am honored to personally see the true bride of Christ~the Church at work, rescuing, being the hands and feet of Christ. And it gives me hope, strength, and courage as it deepens my resolve that truly Christ heartbeat is still here on this earth.  

Lattes or Lullabies

I am surrounded by several of my littles. A few are playing with their Lego sets, building.. That's what I do day in and day out. I am a mommy builder. The next generation builder. :) 

One little, our only princess little, is perched up in the overstuffed chair with mommy. :) She has her fuzzy blanket and she's taking in the morning around her. 

My oldest, not so little, has for the past several hours been reading and diving into his Bible and journal. 

These are wonderful years! These years of child raising has been pressing me into Jesus probably more than any years I will ever live! 

Lattes or lullabies...I hope it has sparked your interest, because immediately when the title came to me last week, I was quite eager for the joy to explore it and share it with you!!

I guess you could say that in reality, I have been an explorer of richly cultivated motherhood for the past 16 years. I remember the day I raced outside in delighted joy to share the exciting news with Mike that we are going to have a baby!! I was 22 at the time. Wow, I was young!! ;) ( Now, you do not need to stress over the Math. ;) )

I set out to learn something that I didn't know how to do when I started and that was counter cross stitch! I wanted to make something for my baby. I guess looking back I needed something, you could say, to pour my bursting love into!! 

I would spend my days keeping our home fires burning, daydreaming mommy and baby-hood dreams, taking lunch to where Miked worked. I would come home to our charming little cottage and settle into our recliner with the little bib I was counter-cross stitching. Perfect picture, huh?! ;)

Well, the cottage was charming because we filled it with love and created our atmosphere of coziness. :) And those are sweet years as I look back...

In the hustle and bustle and sometimes overwhelming years of mommy-hood, I could tend to forget how when our eldest was little and couldn't make messes, I would especially scatter his little toys around in the living room. ;) I wanted to experience every aspect of this great calling!!! I wanted to see child-clutter! 

Believe me, that aspect of mommy-hood has become an every single day living reality now!! ;) 

I no longer have to actually try to find a mess, or make a dreamy mess~I have all the messes I will ever need right at my fingertips every day! ;) Now instead, I pour over my DIY charts and try to work on a keeper one for actually living a day in and day out clutter free life! And when I am tempted to believe that will never happen, I keep the vision of beauty and coziness always in front of me. We do experience smooth and clutter free days till along comes something to tip our well balanced scales off kilter. :) ) And then as I am able, I work at setting the scales right again. 

Now over 15 years into my parenting, I am not so threatened at the seemingly "swimming against the tide syndrome" and that is because I have tasted our many years of effort and hard work coming back to bless and strengthen me for the years ahead as we raise every single little one to adulthood and maturity. Our eldest son, has gained a love for beauty. If he is wanting to chill out in a particular room, he will put that room into beauty and order if it needs it before he settles into it. And sometimes he will even tackle the whole living area! And needless to say, but I want to say it anyway, I love it that he's caught what his daddy and I have been trying to instill in him all these years!! A love for neatness and the beauty that surrounds it. Warmth comes from beautiful and neat surroundings. The luscious glow of candles to soft music also adds to the richness of beauty.  

In our normal everyday I seek to establish a love and an eye for beauty in our kiddos... We have our cleanup time, where every one is putting away our clutter i.e. toys, books, a coffee cup, a pair or usually one lonely shoe! ;) After running the vacuum over the carpet and taking a cloth and Meyers over some surfaces and as we finish and settle into our own pursuits and hobbies, I will ask the kiddos which way they like it the most. ;) Can you guess which way they will always choose?!

The "before" with all its chaotic clutter? Or the "after" with its glow of warmth as everything is beautiful and orderly again? They even love taking their own before and after pictures for fun and to enjoy their accomplishment of the room where they are whipping out some cleanup! They've made fast motion pictures of tiding up times and laugh as it looks like we are zooming through the room, grabbing this and that on a very quick run~haha!  ;)

Mike and I have tasted many different seasons together in our parenthood and many times through the years we share our smiles of amusement and remind each other again how we work well together as a team. :) There's been times of loneliness and confusion for us in life. Times of doubt if we're doing life right. Many voices pulling us one way, but it's been born deep within our hearts a pressing pursuit to move the opposite way. Trusting in the assurance that God was indeed pointing us to something beautiful. Something filled with His strength and passion born out of His own heart. Something that actually works.

We learned to turn more to each other and together turning to Jesus, amidst the loneliness, Church confusion, and frustrations.

I would see discouraging moms on fb say they need a "Target fix" and they would leave their "hard" days and browse the stores. 

Sometimes during the stresses of life, I wished I could flee to a Target for awhile but I lived a distance from any department store and really didn't have the money to go anyway. Now as I look back I realize that was one of my greatest blessings in disguise! I stayed home and God would point me to His ability to give me joy filled mommy-hood, even in difficult seasons. The difficulty didn't necessarily stem from my kiddos, but also from other circumstances that if I didn't surrender those moments to Jesus it threatened to steal my joy and it would trickle over into my mommy-hood day. 

So instead of window shopping at Target, I had the honor of gazing upon the little people who depended on me. They depended on me for their food and wellbeing, but also for making playtime dreams come true. We would pack a little basket lunch, brew some iced tea and head off into the wilderness (our own 5 acres of prairie land! ;) But we had so much fun!). ;)

When I tucked them in at night, my mommy heart flooded with joy, pride, and peace and I had no regrets that I couldn't put life on hold for a few hours. I instead was granted the gift of spending those hours with my kiddos!!! 

"Strength and honor are her clothing; and she shall rejoice in time to come." Proverbs 31:25

Fast forward now....;) 

Much has changed in our life in this last year and a half. We've moved clear across the United States on faith, our schedule had been turned upside down, but God has been showing us how to live in His fullness in even that! Even living on the edge of town, and having more activities we're investing in is a big change. Now on the the brink of our life changing yet again, we look ahead to bringing the two children we're adopting home. While we're preparing for and anticipating M and M's arrival, Mike has blessed me with my own little coffee shop quiet time of refreshment. It is so sweet of him. This time to sit in a charming quiet coffee shop; to sip a delicious and comforting drink while writing in my journal or reading my Bible. This time set apart for blogging, all with the backdrop of soft music is a gift I receive. I know he desires me to enjoy it and to look forward to it and I do. 

But the beauty is that this isn't time off that I take while I'm here. It's a gift I'm treasuring from my Mike for this season. And I don't dread when it's time to go home and start my mommy day. I anticipate it and look forward to it! 

"She openeth her mouth with wisdom; and in her tongue is the law of kindness. She looketh well to the ways of her household, and eateth not the bread of idleness. Her children arise up, and call her blessed; her husband also, and he praiseth her. Many daughters have done virtuously, but thou excellest them all." Proverbs 31:26-29

I never knew that someday right in the middle of my child raising I would get to sit in a coffee shop once every single week and sip whichever flavor of frozen or hot coffee that I want, savoring just me and Jesus. But one thing I do know is I am completely "all in" in my mommy-hood. And even as I relish coming to this quiet getaway, neither my happiness nor my joy depends on it. 

It's quite ironic, but there were seasons where I would have grabbed this opportunity as a lifeline, but instead I grabbed Jesus! 

"Favor is deceitful, and beauty is vain, but a woman that feareth the Lord, she shall be praised." Proverbs 31:30

And I have no regrets. I am so delighted that Jesus taught me so lovingly through the years to go to Him to be filled (a time in;)) and not some earthly enjoyment for a time out. 

"Give her of the fruit of her hands; and let her own works praise her in the gates." Proverbs 31:31

 And since then, my life has been full. 

Full of joy, full of sweet memories, full of learning to know Him more, full of rich joy-filled mommy-hood, full of love and adoration for my Mike. My Papa God taught me a long time ago that it is neither the things I have nor the things I don't have that will make my joy complete. 

And I'm yearning...for even more of Him. For more rich memorable times with my Mike and our kiddos. And these are yearnings He will continue to fill and yet continue to replace with more of these same yearnings!! He is definitely faithful! :) I love it!! Pastor recently added in his sermon that if we are wanting more of Jesus than that means He's pursuing us~yes!!!

Lattes or lullabies? My latte is delicious this morning. (btw, I am at the coffee shop now!) 😉 But I would always choose the lullabies if I had to choose between them! ;) 

For this season my Mike has whisked me out the door and has given me not a time out,  just a different cozy nook to remain full. :) It's only a different place to continue what I've been doing all these years at our own house~getting up very early to let God fill and nurture my soul in the quietness of His truth. I just get the delight of doing it here at my favorite little coffee shop.

Changing seasons are filled with their own variable beauties. I want to enjoy each one to the fullest. 

Lattes or lullabies.... one blossoms something beautiful, rich and eternal in it's value in a child's life, and the other is just a delicious and simple earthly delight

....and sometimes I share a latte with all my lullabies. 

Happy birthday to our South American son M!! 

Would you consider giving a gift of any amount in celebration of his birthday today?! 

You will see the donate button near the top of this page on the right side.

 Your gift will be used to bring him home!! We also invite you to leave a comment below and we will share it with him on his Skype birthday party this Friday!! 

Oh thank you so much!!!

  

Mommyhood Wonderment & Mug Exchange

The house is quiet of all the pitter patter of feet, the joyful commotion of toys and playing, one instrument or another in use (oh my, sometimes I have to remind myself when I think the music is just noise on top of play noise, the great benefits of it someday in our kiddos!!  ;)) 

Today,  we had such a relaxing day as a family. It's so important that with everything that is standing by so ready to eat up and disrupt our time as a family, to be intentional of where are we at in life and where exactly are we headed and see if it's actually leading to where we have mapped out to end up!!

                                                         

    
I am a mommy that by now am "supposed" to be completely strung out as these child rearing years were "supposed" to wring me dry of my laughter, simple delights and especially my joy. But the amazing thing is, it's not that way!! ;)

I absolutely love being a mommy and it keeps my joy full and flowing over!! Don't get me wrong, I have seasons that are busier than others..I even have seasons where the world appears upside down ( or at least our schedule does!! ;)) 

I have heard mommy's exclaim, "I don't have time for a bath anymore!" It does not have to be that way though. ;) The above photo is one that I captured the other week as I laid out a beautiful backdrop for myself a lovely hot soak! It was complete with candles, iced tea, and the soul-inspiring story of the Book of Nehemiah! (It was the dramatized King James Version found on our Bible-is app. Our family loves it!)  I find it of great importance for intrinsic joy-filled mothering to keep myself filled with my Jesus! To take the time to nurture and care for my body, mind, and soul. I believe for a mommy to keep oneself refreshed and Spiritually filled, allowing Jesus to build our strength in order serve our families fully, is quite different from the selfish "pamper me, look out for me." That mentality holds our self close, and is inward in it's focus rather than outward. 

Today's moms describe kids as pulling their hair out. And, I experience many moments where I feel that I have no elasticity left! ;) Where two children want me at once. ;) Our children deserve our best. Our very best. One thing I notice is sometimes it's easier to give others outside my home, my best and let myself succumb to whatever mood I am in in the moment when I am with my little family. But God has definitely grew me in this area and continues to point me to true beauty of 24/7 joy-filled mommyhood and He's promised it can be mine!! I love it! And I really do live in the wonder of joy in abundance!! And its so amazing that as I lay myself and my wants at the feet of Jesus, He in turn, abundantly fills and blesses me to overflowing riches of His grace and so many delights!!

He constantly through life has been faithful to show me the two sides. He shows me, "Okay, this is what the world is saying......  And this is how I have created it to be......" Wow~I have found the rich beauty in God's way. The confusion is gone and the artificial slips through my hands as sand...and what I look upon instead, Is something exquisitely rare is in its place..

I have been delighting in mommyhood for 15+ years now, and the lush beauty is so real and vibrant for me as I mommy God's way!!

Now to change the subject! (Ask my family, I am very good at that!! ;)

Recently, I participated in a coffee mug exchange from the lovely blog, The Enchanting Rose. Stephanie is a Christian mommy who is passionate for Jesus and I anticipate our growing friendship! Normally I would send a mug gift package to a new friend, and someone entirely different would send me a mug gift package, therefore I would make two new friends. There is even an opportunity to be matched with someone in another Country! Isn't that simply delightful?! 

Due to a story all its own, Stephanie and I exchanged gifts together as everyone was already most likely matched out. Thank you, to Stephanie, for gifting me with the privilege of your friendship through our mug exchange!! Below are the lovely photos of our gifts! 

      The lovely card Stephanie made! And a whole

       bag of coffee. :)

       The owl mug, journal, and journal marker.

     A sample of all the beauty that arrived at our door, by Stephanie!!

Aren't these simply lovely gifts?! It may seem amusing to you, but I am a "love everything to be perfectly lovely" kind of person and so I am saving this beautiful apron by Stephanie for our family's Christmas cookie bake!! I absolutely love the color red! I love the color brown! Can you imagine my delight at this apron?! 

My coffee mug and dish, coffee, and journal, I have enjoyed so much already!! My littles absolutely love my gift set and I have delighted in serving them sweet treats with it as well!! :)

The lovely decorative pillow Stephanie made graces our livingroom. ;) Aren't country pillows fun?!

I love the adorable journal/book marker. I love to journal in the early morning and this one will continue to capture, written in my own hand, a legacy of my mommy love and deeply rooted faith in our precious Jesus, for my children. Oh, thank you, Stephanie!!

Everything was wrapped so beautifully in white tissue paper and decorated with sprigs of cinnamon, acorns, ribbons, and flowers!! 

Thank you, Stephanie, and God bless you!! I value your friendship!!! 

This gift box of gifts, were my gifts to Stephanie and I had the greatest delight choosing each one!! I even discovered how lovely a store the "Tea and Spice Exchange" is!! So the box was complimented with a mountain extracted tea and tea strainer. The book Set Apart Motherhood, by Leslie Ludy, I would encourage for every mommy! The little green package is some soap from World Market, that I absolutely could not resist to add to the box~isn't it adorable?! Love Hobby Lobby for room decor and so added in some of that! Also Hobby Lobby is a great place to shop and support for for their Biblical stand in their business. Also a great place to find decor with a sprinkling of Scripture and inspiration.(That's essentially what I had in mind for Stephanie!) But these decorative balls were perfect! The mug, found at Peir One, I thought was oh so lovely! This is a mug and/or tea cup exchange that I participated in, and I thought this delicately feminine cup could fit the description of both!! And finally, I love presenting gifts in something beautiful and/or useful such as baskets, trays, or this time around~this simply lovely decorative box! 

 

So skip on over to Stephanie's Blog  and say, "Hi" and peek at all the gifts!! And if you are here, from Stephanie's blog, "Welcome!!!" Feel free to leave a comment and please come back often!! 

The True Story of My Inheritance~Sharing the Details Openly

As I sit here in our family room, facing the mountains, the wind is strong and gusty...I love the sound of it through the open windows. It draws my whole self toward the coziness of our house, of home, of belonging. It carries with it a comfortingness. Little Joshua somehow thought that 4:30ish was this mornings wake time. :) So when I decided to get up, turn on the coffee pot to reheat some coffee, I gathered my precious little bundle close and we made our way to our family room and snuggled in our overstuffed chair facing the mountains and the twinkling lights. And to the still dark outdoors, to the sound of wind, while wrapped in his fuzzy blanket in his mama's love and arms, little guy slipped back to his sweet baby dreams. 

He's sound asleep now in his darling cradle, not a hand me down (although I love the things that grow more precious when they've been passed along from one little love to another down through the years, but this little cradle was purchased especially for this sweet gift that God entrusted us with.)

I absolutely love the pursuit of God. I love that He doesn't just figure that I've went about as far as I'm gonna go with Him. If He didn't keep pursuing me, then yep, I probably would have found that suitable enough resting spot, and I most likely would have placed my soldier's sword against a nearby tree, nestled down and well, I don't know what else...

But God, has over and over and over again, pressed me on, just a little more and then a little bit more~that's the story of my life right there. My life has experienced many seasons...some where I balked the little bit more, others where my feet barely hit the ground and I loved the intentional pressing on and in to my Jesus! 

I have this one journal that I pick it up and jot in every couple years.. Then I have my journals that I keep filling up. Well the first journal mentioned was started during the season of the greatest calling out time of my life.. As the years go by, I go back and read through it. It's like watching my life on a time-lapse video. There are deep moments of seeking, of finding. Moments of courage, of fear, of joy cupped with sorrow, of bravery and defeat, of tears, and more tears. I see myself mud-streaked and battle worn.  Those precious, oh those precious moments where I stood with tilted face, battle clothes tattered, and in victory let the falling rain clean me. I tasted the raindrops as they washed down over me. I was refreshed, reinvigorated. I was more in love with my Kingly Captain Papa than ever before.

Each minute of every year has somehow left it's mark on me...my stripes and bars. I have gazed into the face of the One I have loved the most and I have had to choose really who's side I was on..I could not be effective in the duty required of me if my heart was not solidly a part of it.

In life as God has continued to grow me, I saw Christians who at one time were passionate, lose their fire. They were bone weary and discouraged. And I saw hurting souls in the Church. My dad, having the army experience that he did, would often say that the Church is the only ones who would leave their hurting behind in a battle. How true that was. 

The people that defined the Church, for most of my life, were the hurting but never healing, the stumbling and never living above sin, the self-righteous (who evidently weren't living above sin either!), The lukewarm which God has promised to spew out of His mouth someday, the ignorant, the deaf and the blind, and the small piece of the sincere...
That piece has been attacked more than sin was attacked. The sincere of the Church were known as the problem ones because they refused to settle with the mess all around them. They refused to "cooperate" and just go with the lousey flow of things. They have allowed Christ to press, to melt them down, to press, to melt down and to make pure. And with every pressing and melting down, their faith and determination to be all in for Christ has set them apart. They were forced to acknowledge what they didn't want to acknowledge, but Truth required it.

Wow, by now, some of you may be shaking your head and saying, "Yep, that's why I walked away from it all. That's why I don't even believe in God anymore..."

But today I taste Heaven and I savor the delicious and the nutritiousness of it. And when Heaven comes down to earth and wraps itself around you, I can barely describe it. I am still graciously clothed in humanity. I still feel pain and sadness sometimes. I still am prone to get hurt etc. and have to take those feelings and lay them at the precious feet of my Jesus and leave them there. But this place I find myself in, I don't care that the world doesn't understand me. I mean I kind of wish they would, because they have this mindset that I am living in some kind of religious bondage, when in reality everyday I taste joy, every day I know I would never give this up. 

I have absolutely zero desire to exchange my life for another's. I am an adult, I'm not forced to live for Christ, I could cash in and seek what some call pleasures. The Bible even says sin is pleasureable, but only for awhile..

I don't live for Christ out of fear of hell anymore.

I don't live for Christ to get in some self-righteous league anymore~Yep done that! 

I don't live for Christ so as to not dishonor or hurt my parents who brought me up to love God. Neither of my parents are even here anymore.

I don't live for Christ so I can see my parents and my brother in Heaven.

Now you're really wondering why I live for Christ, huh? ;) I mean, when I was a little girl going to Church, I thought it was so boring and I could not figure out why any adult would go since they didn't have to. 

I live for Jesus every single day because I truly love Him as no other. He's given me my sweetheart guy for my earthly love and to share and do life with. I love that!! 

He's given me six beautiful kids who I delight in mothering!! 

But He, a long long time ago, gave me His love by giving His own life in a cruel death. My face passed before Him as He hung there. His eyes shimmered with love. He was the very essence of nobility and honor. He was strength and courage. He was despised and rejected, yet He stood firm. He was a worm and no man, yet He conquered. He rose just as He said He would do admidst all Satan's attempts to foul it all up. He rose victoriously~just as He promised!!

  The grave couldn't hold Him, Satan could not defeat Him.

He is faithfulness..He spoke it, lived it, walked it, died embracing it, and rose in it!!

So now what? Satan can't mess with Him, so he's messing with you. 

E.V.E.R.Y.T.H.I.N.G. Jesus has ever promised is true. And when He says we can have abundant life in Him, we can. I taste it a lot. And God keeps pressing me, keeps on daily pressing me. He stretches His arm out and points to victorious 24/7 rejoicing joy-filled mommyhood and says that it can be mine. And you know what? I believe Him! There may be a whole lot more melting down and pressing in ahead for me, but I truly trust my Jesus. I trust Him more than anyone. The joy that
clothes me, the joy that makes me whoop and leap, and causes my children's laughter to fall as rain (precious!) is for real and it is all because of Jesus!! 

It doesn't matter what satan tried to do in my life through pain or hardship that he hoped would ruin me, I don't have to remember it anymore. Because Jesus came and gave me the choice to let my old Miriam die, so He could give me a new Miriam. 

And that's why it's hard to explain to someone, because death truly brings life. And when you look back, the dying really was nothing compared to the every day joy-filled, laughter flowing, living!!!! And I definitely have been the abundant receiver as I handed my death clothes in to Jesus (and all that stuff that I thought I really needed for happiness. It can be compared at eating McDonald's food. It seems to fill, but never sticks with you long! Btw, I don't eat there anymore!)

Jesus, adopted me as His royal daughter and has supplied me with an armoire of the most beautiful clothes and all the accessories of a princess!! It's just learning how to embrace them as a real princess. Kind of like a story of a baby princess or prince kidnapped at birth and after they were restored to their Royal Family they had to be taught how to actually live in all this Royalty. How to graciously exercise in confidence in their new position. It was all there, but unless they were guided through it, it would remain foreign to them. 

I have everything in Christ and He is faithfully and patiently walking with me in joyfilled discovery of how to exercise it, to walk confidently in it!!

I have, with the grace of a true princess, and in honor of my created royal bloodline, received my inheritance in Christ!! 

It's yours too. Satan robbed you from all this. Don't let him mess with you any longer, lie to you any longer. Jesus is Your REAL Father and He's holding out His Kingly arms to embrace you.
He's eager to show your His storehouse. He's longing to share life with you!