Tuesday, October 27, 2015

Where's God?

This season has been a very hard one for me for so many reasons. I have wanted to write in my blog, but haven't had much encouraging or inspirational things to say.  So with that I have refrained.

Today I decided to bite the bullet and write a post. The reality is, my life isn't always filled with inspirational stories and moments. Life gets hard for this dear PW...and this season has been no exception!!

Not only has it been tough in my personal life, those I love are going through it too.  Just a hard season all around. It's so easy to look to the heavens and wonder 'where is God?'. As cliche as it sounds...it's real.

As much as we know He's there, silently, still, by our sides. He feels gone, transparent, intangible, distant.
Some people say when life gets tough it's when they feel God the closest to them. The bible says 'he is close to the broken hearted and saved those crushed in spirit'.

He is there whether we believe it or not. 

Many times my children have fallen and hurt themselves...my instinct was to run to their sides and make it all better.  But then there were times I stood back, I let them stand up and dust themselves off.  Why? Because I wanted to teach them to be strong, to know they indeed could make it without Mommy coming to the rescue. Even though I was there physically and could sweep them up in my arms any moment, I wasn't going to.

Maybe that's why sometimes we don't feel God when we go through hard situations. We know he's there...but he's not rushing in to cover our 'boo boo's'.

How I hated that until I realized the strength, and the gift God has given me in 'not' fixing all my problems right away.
I take comfort knowing he's watching and won't let me fall, but He has confidence we can get through the battles thrown at us!

The other day I was leaning over to get the laundry out of my sons hamper. I stood up very quickly and just missed a pointy object. One inch in the wrong direction I would have literally poked my eye out. Immediately I thought that was God protecting me even when I didn't know it.  Protecting me from danger and harm.  How many things in my life has God protected me from...and yet I cry and mope at the things he doesn't?

I notice the unanswered prayers instead of the answers to millions of prayers I never prayed for. 

As Gods children know God is always in your corner and by your side!  You can make it through any and every situation!

Tuesday, August 25, 2015


Wow... Being a mom is something else.

Some days ( most) I love it. I am enamoured by the sweetness of my children. I wish I had more.  I miss pregnancy. Motherhood makes me all warm and fuzzy inside.

And then there are those other days. The days you want to give your Kiddo's to the nearest babysitter in town. 

Children of all ages can be such a blessing but stressfull. A friend of ours was telling me he wanted 7 kids.  I told him that children can really change things.  They can change your body, your time, your sanity. 

As cute as a baby is the constant crying and need for attention not to mention sleep deprivation can drive you to drink....water ofcourse lol

The incessant questions and curiosity of a preschooler or adolescent can drive you nuts and make you want to lock yourself in a quiet room somewhere child free.

And the attitudes, mischief and drama of a pre teen/teenager....well that's enough to send you to heaven early or beg for an early rapture for one!

I have been a mom for 11 years. Just over a third of my life has been dedicated to changing diapers, nursing, solving problems, and disciplining kiddos.

Being a mom has taken up my entire adult life.  I know nothing of adulthood apart from momlife.

At church the other day I was using my foot to rock my son, collecting all the bags, listening to what my daughter learned in little lambs all while trying to talk to a brother from church about a ministry. He stopped and said ' wow your a mom eh'. Well duhhhh?? 

As mommas we really wear so many hats. We are stretched too and fro both physically and mentally. And then we gotta be wives, friends, sisters and human beings.  For heaven sakes give a sister a break!!??

Often we get little credit and our children can break our hearts but we'd do it all over again in a heartbeat...because that's # momlife.

I was filling out an application the other day and it asked for my occupation. I put home maker and the person collecting my application looked up and smiled ' home maker? The most important job in the world'.

Yup...I think so!

Last Picked

We all hated to be the last kid picked for a game growing up. Or perhaps feared not being apart of the 'cool' crowd in school. Maybe you weren't the 'golden' child like your older or younger sibling.

We have all faced our share of rejection over our lifetimes, but for some it becomes who they are. It engrains itself deep into their personality and is sensed in all they do.

Have you ever known someone that just bothers you?  Not like the regular annoyance, but the moment they call or message you, something in you makes you want to reject them? They seem clingy or always vying for your attention and after spending time with them you feel physically and mentally drained?

These people often have a spirit of rejection. Now I only learned about this probably shortly after becoming a christian. But when I learned about it, a light went off. I could easily detect it and it became my label for everything.

But rejection is a serious issue. Though we all have faced it, for some it is a real struggle.  How do we overcome our own personal rejection issues? How do we help those facing these issues? It's challenging to deal with your own issues, not to mention someone else's.

From personal experience, though I don't struggle maybe with the spirit of rejection, I was rejected as a child quite a bit. I think what has helped me overcome these issues is all in how it's processed. 

When someone rejects you or has rejected you, do you process it as a BIG deal. Does it become the center of your thoughts and focus?  For myself, a lot of my child hood experiences and even some adult experiences I have just dismissed. Chalk to up to no big deal, life goes on.  I truly believe Jesus Christ has helped me form this attitude.

When I meet people with the spirit of rejection, I often want to run the opposite direction.  Not that I don't want to help. I just don't know how to help. It's important not to do is feed it.
When they begin to take a pity party or trip down insecurity lane, stop them. Point out to them how their mind set is wrong, so they can see how it is affecting their relationships with others. Often those who suffer with rejection don't even know.  So when they text you a million times in a day, or harp on their insecurities kindly point it out and change the subject.

I really feel for those suffering from rejection and know only Jesus Christ can bring full healing. But if you struggle from rejection or know someone who does, know that there is help at the cross and you can be an over comer. Your past hurts and experiences do not have to define who you are!!

Though you have been rejected by people you are ultimately accepted by Jesus Christ!

Are you Growing?

A child grows significantly during their first years of life. But once they get to a certain age that rate slows dramatically. 

This got me thinking of our spiritual states. When we first get saved or become Christians we give up this and that. We begin to read our Bibles and change a lot in a relatively short period of time.

Then all of a sudden we just stop...
Our spiritual growth often can become stagnant and when we really take a look at ourselves not much is changing anymore. We are just maintaining...

Think you yourself right now... How much have you grown as a christian in the last year? Month? Week or even compared to yesterday.  Are we better Christians today then we were last week?  Most of us probably can't detect much of a difference.

I know there are seasons and we often have references points and key moments of change...but we should be renewed day by day. We should see our characters, attitudes and behavior becoming more and more Christlike.

So here is my challenge....on a grand scale it's hard to determine how  we are growing...but for 30 days, I want you to write down each day one thing you have done to help yourself grow and change as a Christian. Or how you are a different christian today compared to yesterday.

It could be how you responded to tough situation, it could be some extra time in prayer, a phone call to a struggling Christian to encourage them...but let's for 30 days make it our aim to grow!

Please comment below if you accept the challenge and feel free to share how your progress is going!

Wednesday, August 12, 2015

Dear Me

*I started this Bible reading plan called 'The End of me* by Kyle Idleman
This was the first devotional piece and I thought I would share as it really touched me and made me realize how much of me needs to still die!

Dear Me,
I’ve known you for as long as I can remember. I once heard there’s “a friend who sticks closer than a brother,” and yes, that’s us, though I doubt it’s what the proverb was talking about. I’ve been close to a lot of people, but you and me? We have quite an attachment. Looking back, it’s fair to say I’ve treated you pretty well. As a matter of fact, more times than I can count, I’ve put you ahead of anything and everything else. Agreed? As we were growing up. I tried to make sure you were always at the front of the line. I saw to it that you got the biggest cookie on the plate, the best parking spot, the comfiest chair in any room we entered. In school, I noticed the little things you liked, and I went after them. You always loved attention, so I did everything in my power to see that you got it. You still like the spotlight, so I’ve maneuvered to keep you in its glare. Now that we have the Internet, I have more tools. I post only the pictures that show you at your very best. Anybody would think you’re living the dream. Have you seen the comments people write about you? When you have struggled or had a hard time, I’ve done my best to keep that our little secret. I’ve tried to make you happy. Sure, it was a little easier to keep you happy when you were a cute little tyke. A simple temper tantrum got the job done. Then, as we grew older, I had to be a little more discreet. You wanted to keep winning and getting your way—all the while looking humble and unassuming. That gets tricky! Not to mention tiring. As a matter of fact, you never seem to care about dull stuff like bills and consequences and what happens tomorrow. I’ve said more than a few harsh words on your behalf to certain people, and you never warned me about the mess. You never told me I couldn’t unsay what I’ve said. I love you, Me. But I can’t keep living for you. You always insisted that if I’d just keep you happy, then I’d be happy—as simple as that. But you know what? It’s not as simple as that. It never has been. Me, I’ve let you be in control and sit in the driver’s seat, but it’s clear you can’t be trusted. You keep insisting you know the way we should go, but it always seems to be a dead end. I’ve looked into some other options, and I have decided to begin a journey down a different path. It’s narrow and difficult and not many choose it, but it leads to real and abundant life. However, and there is no easy way to say this, I can’t take this path if I bring you along. So, Me, this is the end of you.
Sincerely, Me

Thursday, July 23, 2015

Prayer Challenge!

Last night my husband preached an awesome sermon about watching and praying during the night. He challenged the congregation to repent of prayerlessness and encouraged us to pray more often.

I have always been one who loves a challenge. Especially spiritual ones. I have done long fasts, read my Bible in 7 months, memorized new testament chapter topics among other things. So this was an exciting challenge for me. And one that a new mom probably can do a lot easier than anyone else.  We are already up at nights anyhow.

So today I challenged myself to pray every time I wake up to feed my son at night and contend for our city, my family and personal needs in my life.

Christianity should always be something we are growing in. Growing in the area of prayer, reading and our relationships with God. Sometimes the usual routine gets old and stale.

How refreshing it was the idea of waking up in the midnight hours and praying each night. Some of you are probably thinking getting up at 2 am to pray is anything but refreshing, but I want to share a story with you.  I heard this story when I first became a Christian and I never forgot it.

A preacher of the gospel went to China to preach. He was scheduled to preach like 20+ sermons in a two or three day period. After a very long flight, with little to no sleep and severe jetlag, he got right to preaching.  No nap, no break. Back to back sermons he preached.  His body began to wear out and he felt very sleepy. He was given a 20 minute break. He went into a quiet room desperate to close his eyes and get some rest.  No sooner did her lay his head down did a still small voice say 'pray'. Pray??  At a time like this...he needed all the rest he could get as he didn't know when his next break would be. Surely God had to be joking...pray?
But the still small voice boomed loudly in the quiet room. After a few moments of resistance he proceeded to pray.

At the end of his 20 minute prayer he got up feeling like he has just slept for 8 plus hours. He felt refreshed, energized and ready to preach once more.

That story always inspired me. There is a scripture that says  'man can't live by bread alone'. There is a very spiritual element to our lives.  Our lack of sleep from prayer can be made up for. Do you trust God with your lack of sleep in exchange for prayer?

Being a mother of a new born baby I am willing to trust God in this area...as REST is much needed for  me right about now! Lol

I encourage you to take this week to wake up and the late night hours and pray!

Happy Thursday!!

Monday, June 29, 2015

Welcome Preston Ray

Welcome Preston Ray
Born at 11:47 on Friday June 26th
was 8 lbs 1 oz and 20 inches long
For birth story click here