Each day I choose, or at least, reaffirm, whose I am, and whom I serve.
Tuesday, October 11, 2016
Thursday, August 11, 2016
Thursday, June 30, 2016
When our children were little we constantly heard the phrases like terrible twos and impossible threes.
Wednesday, May 11, 2016
Guest Blog contributor for Elena on her Blog today! Come and Visit!
Monday, March 7, 2016
I had to drop Budd at work so sneaked in an iced latte at McDonalds with my favourite Charlotte! Did you know they are doing all day, every day, breakfast menu now! Sausage McMuffins for afternoon tea. Ideal! We sat and talked, had a giggle for a silly selfie and talked some more. It's the little things, the little moments of time that go to make a relationship. So proud of this girl.
Then my brother David and his wife Gwen are in town, so we headed to the local RSL club for dinner. We all shared three gourmet pizzas, coffee, mochas and cake. Oh my! yum!
We only see each other once or maybe twice a year so it's always special and so nice to really leave off where we finished last time. True family eh! Trust and love.
I thank God for my brother.
Wednesday, March 2, 2016
As a godly woman, much of how I walk will involve how I "wife". My attitude will either bless our home or divide it.
Every wise woman buildeth her house: but the foolish plucketh it down with her hands. He that walketh in his uprightness feareth the : but he that is perverse in his ways despiseth him. In the mouth of the foolish is a rod of pride: but the lips of the wise shall preserve them.
As Sarah obeyed Abraham, calling him lord, notice lower case "l" - we submit to our Husband not as though he is God but in reverence to God. So when our Husband disappoints us, lets us down or even leads us into sin - perhaps by just what he doesn't say or do, we can obey in reverence and because of our faith in our Lord God.
One disclaimer right here, our Lord doesn't require His child, me, to endure abuse whether physical or emotional.
He requires I worship Him alone and if a conflict arises, with much thought and prayer to each individual circumstance, along with godly counsel, I understand I am to choose God and His law. I would choose this in a respectful way, with humility and meekness before my Husband.
The story of Nabal and Abigail paraphrased here illustrates a godly woman and the husband who she clearly reverences, letting her down.
Abigail doesn't criticise him, she doesn't have attitude and pout throughout the house for a few days although she has good reason to, she doesn't even mention his indiscretion, instead
she pulls up her skirts and worships King David as is right and good.
Abigail intrigues me and so often encourages me on how I should act, obey and think on the things in my marriage that are less than true and right.
My focus needs to be on my role as his wife rather than how he is performing his role.
My hope is in God and this hope sets me apart for Him. As 1 Peter 3:6 (summarised here) says,
My hope sets me free to be fearless and as such, inexplicable to this world.
My hope gives me a life overflowing with good deeds which in turns provides a consistent testimony to this hope, this God.
My witness, my testimony and as such my mission field, isn't only but is largely, my role as wife and mother.
So when he "isn't all that .." let me remember nor am I. Let me love him, forgive him, do the next right thing and move on. Chances are inside Christ, he will see his error. That's between him and his Lord.
Let me be concerned with me and let me hope in Him.
Monday, February 29, 2016
She is rare and precious in His sight. She will change the world around her by just her countenance. A joy and peace radiating from her that only comes from true faith within.
Can't wait to share ...
Wednesday, February 24, 2016
My two daughters, 16 months apart and raised as twins these past 14 years. My hopes and dreams and especially, my prayers, for them continue today. To be godly, faith filled, joyful and sweet daughters, girls and women.
In this life, our home is quiet. We do not have extended family, have not found like minded faith by and large in our church family, suffered church splits, ridicule and shunning. Today we are in a church body we are most grateful for yet the years have meant not so many friends or comings and goings for us and our children. We are quiet by nature, preferring to keep out of church politics and all the usual circles that people operate in it seems by default. We have made our mistakes, sinners by nature too. Yet, we are forgiven in Christ!
Our children have raised up faithful and obedient but dare I admit - lonely. To this end and particularly lately we have introduced out of the home activities for them. Each considered with much prayer and thought but this week two things have me feeling thwarted at best and a little cheated as well.
Our daughter was being briefed for an upcoming activity and had to squirm in her seat when assaulted with way too much information on upcoming rules and regulations between her and her co-horts in this activity. Good moral boy/girl rules yet could they not have been put with the correct anatomical phrases instead of what I'll call street slang? To God's praise because of how we raised her, she came home and told us everything as she does each activity but to see this young girl's reaction to what she heard and how she felt was just disappointing to this Mum.
My immediate reaction - pull her out! Yet what then? Is there anything better to offer her? The tyranny of decision -
boredom and it's inherant ills
the chance to season and engender resilience in her all the while praying she can swim and not be engulfed and drown in it ...
I don't like those chances.
We monitor, keep talking, watch and pray but still ... I don't like it.
My middle son during the course of an accredited college course is offered and instructed on alcohol use and taste all the while under age!
Thank God for relationship and conversation with each child yet the perils and disappointing seasons of parenting. Is there anyone who cares about my child as I do. Well, no. That's the point isn't it of our children and not just having them but raising them. Of taking the time day after day, year after year to pour values and principles into them. Faith and words to live by when life's storms blow and even when just winds of change cross their face. Of forging relationship with them by our time, our heart, our prayers, our hopes and dreams. Of letting them go that first time they are ready to "lift off". Of watching them fly, maybe sputter, maybe crash and burn even.
Somehow I expected they'd be more ready, there'd be more care for them, more interest in their welfare from strangers but there isn't. People are by and large good. Not godly but good. Yet no one really cares about your own as you do.
Lord, help me to graciously accept your hand to me today. All the while trusting and hoping in you alone. In your promises to me and to my children. Amen.
Monday, February 1, 2016
Happy Birthday Mum and Gran!
Love the birthday sing a longs! Then hearty cheers and clapping afterwards. Just for a moment we can make my Mum and Dad the centre of attention and glad again. Old age is proving a sad and lonely time for them. Yet they still value their independence over all. Thus, I am determined to give them what I can in the way of happiness. I wish it was so much more though.
We have started our new school year today. This year marks 17 years of homeschooling for me. I have graduated three students and am grateful that they all went on to tertiary study and full time employment in Nursing, I.T and Hospitality. This morning my three "littles" begin Level 4, 6 and 7 respectively!
It's always nice to have had a break and to recharge, get in new pens and pencils, books and folders and dive back in for a new year.
By the end of each year all finished books are filed and school reports generated and grades noted for each child. I like to do this to keep me interested and abreast of how each child is coping and tracking. If I'm going to take the responsibility of their education I should do a good job! It always encourages me in doing this because I see just what they have accomplished throughout the year and so does Mathew. I've simplified the work boxes for this year. Easy go to storage space in our former library area - now a make shift bedroom.
This morning I found hard to motivate me but one thing at a time and I found my feet. This is my laundry room in full swing with a pile for everything and all things ready and waiting for their next action. This is OK with me. It's never ALL done but it's in a priority pile and being processed.
Oh, and my trust crockpot - love it so much! - is on and smelling fine. This year sees two of the children begin a weekly activity outside our home. Tonight is one of those. We need to eat by 5 and be out of the house by 6 at the very latest. Pressure! Just one or two little things pre-arranged will help and make all the difference.
Jedidiah had a very difficult start back - problems obeying ..... however we handled that with loads of contemplative time ..... and finally got the wheels rolling only to later apologise to Mum for his behaviour this morning and then proceed to set off for a record morning of reading and painting and writing. Thank God!
These children are just that, children. Homeschooling doesn't make them perfect but it does, with God's grace and forgiveness daily, enable us to make close relationships with them and therefore in times of conflict have those conversations with them and that influence over them.
This classic verse so often used is a promise to me. Reason for my hope.
Train up a child in the way he should go: and when he is old, he will not depart from it.
Tuesday, January 26, 2016
We packed our bags for a getaway night in town this past week. We had a special Groupon deal at the Sheraton Four Points Hotel in Brisbane.
This is the breakfast eatery. All you can eat. It's a highlight. The ultimate start to our new day together.
The valet takes the car and we don't have to worry about it.
Time for long talks, hot chocolates and chocolate. Feet up, fun and easy conversation even though some of the current topics on the agenda were pretty heavy. We have an agenda that seems to build itself when we know a getaway is in the making .. life throws up issues not all of them bad but needing to be discussed and decided upon, fleshed out, aired between us.
The rules are easy conversation, forgiveness, honesty, heart on the shoulder type words with a view to answers, closure, decisions and the commitment to stick to it and remain a united front.
Dinner is always a highlight. We went for Mexican this time. We sat down at Eagle Street Pier. After we had a slow walk back to our room via the river edge and the northern tip of the Botanical Gardens.
We travelled home the next day via a new cafe Oliver Brown's at North Lakes. Nice. The best dark chocolate mocha I've had. McCafe is kicked off the top rung yet at second place it's still pretty good.
Monday, January 4, 2016
We surprised Budd at work. He was given an early mark to join us for Sundaes outside!
We checked out our new shopping centre.
Enjoyed New Year's Eve at Coollum Beach
Cheered on the Brisbane Bandits baseball team with slushies to boot!!!
Had a very happy and relaxed Christmas Day.
Was grateful all over again for a loving Husband and best friend.
Joined with family in NSW via Hangouts messaging.
Enjoyed gift giving.
Had a surprisingly cool and wet Christmas Eve! Perfect!
Always - chocolates!
Went to see Star Wars.
For unto us a child is born, unto us a son is given:and the government shall be upon his shoulder: and his name shall be called Wonderful, Counsellor, The mighty God, The everlasting Father, The Prince of Peace.
Monday, November 23, 2015
Every Wednesday we visit my parents to take them out to the store, Doctor's appointments and sometimes just for some friendship.
Emmeline and Phoebe share the privilege and come alternate weeks to do light housework for Gran. This past week it was Emm's turn. On arrival the cat from next door was lounging in the driveway. An opportunity to cuddle!
Ann Street Presbyterian Church celebrating a thanksgiving dinner recently. The children enjoyed pizza, entertainment and a movie. What a treat and a blessing.
Friday, November 6, 2015
22 years ago I became a Mother. I remember the day, the morning, as if it were yesterday - yet it seems so much longer ago than 22 years ... I remember being so surprised there really was a baby in there. To hear your little voice and see your huge dark eyes stare unblinking at me. You stopped crying, listening to my voice, we knew each other then and there. I'll not forget those moments in my life.
I knew then and there that it was one of the most romantic and binding events in our marriage - having a baby. I would do it all again if circumstances were right just to experience all those emotions between us again.
However, the sands of time change and new experiences are had between us. But, this isn't about me, it's about you. Having you, raising, loving and sharing life with you.
Happy Birthday Piglet!
Thursday, October 22, 2015
|Time with Mum. Water and a cookie at a roadside cafe. Perfect, unplanned, whimsical. The best kind of.|
|While dropping off Budd for an early morning shift. Take time to the sunrise. Driving, it's annoying, watching, it's a blessing.|