Sunday, February 21, 2010
Without Love... my reminder for the night
I had just settled happily onto the couch for the evening, after a late night getting the kids tucked into bed and many trips back upstairs to tend to their various "needs". After only a few minutes rest, Seth called out, yet again, from his upstairs bedroom. "Mo-om, I want to tell you something. Can you come here please?"
I have to admit, I'm thankful he wasn't close enough to hear my pitiful sigh as I paused wearily at the bottom of the staircase before ascending to his room. I had been really looking forward to some time to myself. Ahh, there was that great parenting resource book I've been reading... or I was thinking about writing a family update post on our blog... and I was eager to do a little more adoption reasearch too... so many things I had my heart set on doing in my precious free time tonight. And now my time was getting cut even shorter.
As I picked my tired feet up the flight of old stairs, I could feel a little twinge in my heart. It wasn't too strong or too loud... it was that still, small voice I knew well. And it was quietly calling for an attitude change.
"Mmm hmm", I inwardly noded, understanding God's reminder to me. It was my love for my children that drove me to invest in those other things in the first place. ... Still, I entered Seth's room with an agenda of getting things taken care of, and then getting back downstairs as quickly as I could...
Forty-five minutes later I stood in Seth's doorway, telling him that I loved him and wishing him sweet dreams. My expression was softer, and so was my heart. Oh, yes, it had taken time, quite a bit of time. And now I wouldn't be able to do all those "super important" things tonight.... But that was ok. I had spent forty-five minutes with a little boy who just needed some reassuring. When I entered, his sweet, tender heart was concerned about something, and he was sad to the point of tears. He was happy now, smiling and laying peacefully close to sleep. How thankful I was that I hadn't simply yelled up the stairs for him to quiet down and go to bed, as I had selfishly wanted to, without even checking to see if he had a legitimate issue or if he was mearly stalling for more awake time.
After all, what good are my great parenting books, and blogging about the four of us, and the desire to expand our family through adoption if I'm reacting selfishly and without putting my love for them into action right now?
Hmmm. Not much good, I guess.
I'm glad for the reminder.
"If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal.
If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains but have not love, I am nothing.
If I give all I possess to the poor and surrender my body to the flames, but have not love, I gain nothing.
Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs.
Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres."
~ 1 Corinthians 13:1-7
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
Monday, January 25, 2010
Some family pics to share with you
Friday, January 22, 2010
Steve saves the day!
So, as you can see, we're still alive and things have been going well! We've been working on support raising, packing, and house projects, along with all of the usual family happening. Thanks so much to those faithful followers who continued to regularly check in during our previous absence! Barring another computer turning to toast, I'll be back again soon! :o)
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
what do we do all day?
(First, I have to let you know that some "deeper thoughts" will be coming soon. I know the recent posts have been pretty child-focused lately!) ;o)
That said....
The other day I was thinking about how I am regularly asked what the kids and I do all day. :o)
Well, many mornings we have a loose schedule consisting of things like breakfast, clean-up, play time upstairs, a little laundry, play time outside/a play date with friends/story time at library, etc., lunch.
Then again... there are some mornings where we stay in our pajamas, make a fun, late breakfast, let the dishes remain... and we dance. ;o)
I thought I'd share a little clip with you. Here's Seth dancing to "Mighty Good Leader" by Audio Adrenaline. (Make sure your volume is turned up - hehe!)
Have a great day everyone! (The dishes can wait, right?) ;o)
Monday, October 5, 2009
a thought for the day
~Monty Roberts
I read this quote today and immediately thought about my typical Sunday mornings. Steve often leaves the house before the rest of us are up, in order to get to church early, set out his music, pray, get prepared for the service etc. This is all understandable and necessary. However, it leaves me to get the kids and myself prepared for church all on my own. Again, this is just the way it is, and that's ok. Many, many moms do this every day. ..... It's just that I don't always do it, um.... gracefully. ;o)
I'm getting so much better at stocking my purse, writing out the offering check, and setting out our clothes the night before. We even are getting pretty good at being home on Saturday evenings with plenty of time to bathe the kids so I don't have to do it Sunday mornings (that one took a lot of effort for us, as we so easily succumb to the "go go go" mentality, and we are often not home 'til late on the weekends!)....
Alas, when the sky is still dark and I faintly feel Steve slip out of bed on Sunday mornings, my typical response is to roll on to my stomach and flatten my face against the mattress, intent on capturing twenty more delicious minutes of sleep before I hit the day running.
(Um, yeah... I think it would serve me well to drag my sleepy body out of bed simultaneously with Steve... I'm pretty sure it would help me avoid even needing to write this post in the first place... I'll be working on that one!!)
...Anyway, now that you've got the background to my simple story, here's the point I was getting at....
...It rarely fails that I find myself sitting on the living room floor on those mornings, trying to wrangle a squirmy, sleepy kid (yes, they can be both of those things at once, can't they?!) with peanut butter on their face, wash cloth in one of my hands, toothbrush in the other. Much whining and pleading take place. And the kids do the same. Haha. ;o)
"Please hurry!" I often exclaim, "We are going to be late," as I forcibly struggle to tidy up Seth and Haddie against their wills. Maybe it's some law of physics (or at least of parenting) that the more I try to hurry us, and the more intensely I communicate how the minutes until we need to be seated in church are dwindling, the more the kids balk at getting ready....
Hmmmm... what was that one again?....
"If you act like you've only got fifteen minutes, it'll take all day. Act like you've got all day and it'll take fifteen minutes."
Yep. I see the truth in that one and I believe I'll be trying to put it into practice at our place!
(I found it a bit humorous that I found this quote in my mom's horse club newsletter! :o) I guess some truths are universal, whether they be regarding interactions between humans and horses or parents and children!!)
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Living Up To Her Name
Saturday, September 5, 2009
Accomplishing our purpose? One year blogging...
The biggest reason I wanted to create a blog, however, was to have another way to tell the world (or whoever is interested!) a little bit about our deepest passion and the cry of our hearts. We want to share about how Jesus Christ has changed our lives and has given us a new purpose for living. We long to praise His Name... and maybe, hopefully, point others a little closer to Him as we share our journey with you.
So, in the upcoming weeks and months we hope to continue our "40 Days of Faith" (see links on the left hand side of this bog if you missed our first 13 stories). Also, be sure to check us out a week from tomorrow as we share publicly for the first time some BIG NEWS about what God is doing in our family... something that has been in the works for FIVE YEARS! Hehe - we're excited!! ;o)
I'm going to leave you with the first picture I put on our blog. It's Seth and Haddie eating freshly picked apples outside of our house a year ago. Following that is a picture I took this morning of the two of them eating apple slices in our yard. They've changed a bit! ;o)
So, thank you for stopping by. We hope you have enjoyed this past year of "Like Potter's Clay", and we hope you stay with us to see what happens in the coming year!
Blessings to you all!
Sunday, August 30, 2009
A few little things that help keep my sanity...
View from inside Seth's room. We always left the big door open at night and shut the little door.
My final item on this post is a table cloth I purchased at the local dollar store. When Haddie was just starting to wear underwear, I was really determined to not have any accidents on the couches, as we were fortunate to get new furniture for the first time in our married life this past winter! First I tried having her sit on a garbage bag, but that was way too slippery. Then I found this table cloth. One side is some kind of wipeable, water-proof plastic (but it's not slippery like a gabage bag), and the other side is soft, kind of like flannel, so it stays in place. Although Haddie ended up being trained really quickly and didn't need the cloth on the couch for long, I thought it was perfect and I will definitely use it again if we have any more children!
Monday, August 24, 2009
Of Lakes and Corn Bins, Weddings and Little Friends ...
Dad and Haddie watching the ducks.
The previous weekend Seth and Haddie stayed at The Farm while Steve and I went to a wedding. Here they are with Grandpa Dewey, Grandma Sheila, as well as some boys who were visiting for a week to have a chance experiencing life outside of "the city".
Here I am with Anna, sister of the bride. ;o)
Haddie peeking out of the corn bin. (My mom said, "Make sure if you put up pictures of this that everyone knows the kids were carefully supervised while they were in the bin!!" No problem mom.) :o)
Steve was an usher at the wedding of his friend, Richie, recently. Here we are at the reception. We had lots of fun seeing Rich and Rebecca get married, visiting with old friends, and making new ones.




