Wednesday, January 28, 2009
And here's something new. Sometimes the beginning of the year invites change and leaves me longing for a new look around the house. But this year is a bit different. I still long for change but the finances to create that change are just not there right now.
So we've had to be creative. I've been slowing revamping our bedroom, on the cheap. I'll share more later but for now take a peek at the new jewelry storage I threw together.
What we had wasn't working, here's the before. Notice that jumble of necklaces hanging from the clock?
And how about now? Pulled a stick from the yard and found some hardware from around the house. I spent $2.34 on small s hooks and that was it. It is so much better, I can see everything and nothing is tangled up.
This so works, an inexpensive (well, how about cheap?) solution to a common problem.
Stay tuned for more of our super cheap, practically no cost bedroom update.
Monday, January 26, 2009
Your God is your maker. He is your defender. And He is mighty to save...He is mighty to save from despair, from sorrow, from disappointment, from regret, from remorse...This is not the end. Press on.
I read this early this week from the devotional book Come Away my Beloved, by Frances J. Roberts.
As I read it I was thinking about hope. It seems to be something in short supply lately. The circumstances of our times, the financial unrest, the relational messes and all the other stuff that comes with life seem to be weighing God's people down. But we are not without hope.
We had a string of unseasonable warm weather a few weeks ago. Warm enough to open the windows, to play outside and search for flip flops. It was a glimpse of hope to me. In what should have been a dark and gloomy winter, spring came, if just for a few days. When we should have been bundled up with hot cocoa we were out on our bikes and looking for sunscreen. I found myself out running a bit more than I had been simply because the weather allowed it.
Those runs were glorious, not because of the workout but because God was reminding me that spring will come. All is not lost, there is still hope. You see times are hard, and we know a lot of people who are walking through dark times. We've been standing at the door of that ourselves. But in the midst of trial and darkness we were blessed with a glimpse of what God wants to do.
He wants to restore our hope.
The glory of those runs on those beautiful days will keep me going through runs on cruddy days. Just as the glory of his hope will keep me going when I find myself in the midst of trial and pain. He asks us to persevere, to press on, to take a hold of our faith and go forward. Is it easy? No, but all hard work is worth the effort once we get on the other side. Will we prevail? With his help we shall
"You will be sorrowful, but your sorrow will be turned to joy." John 16:20.
That's his promise to us, there will be joy and there is still hope. And because of that we can be encouraged.
I have told you these things, so that in me you may have peace. In this world you will have trouble. But take heart! I have overcome the world." John 16:33.
Be sure to stop by Sarah Mae's for more motivation and encouragement today, and a great reminder on trusting God.
Sunday, January 25, 2009
Well, let me back up a bit.
Here's how it all started. It snowed today, about six inches all day long. That meant my hopes for my regular Sunday treat, a long run, were slowly getting buried under a pile of white stuff. Pretty, but not so fun for running-especially with it blowing sideways and all. So, I did what I normally do when the weather keeps me from lacing up my new shiny shoes. I popped in a TaeBo video. Yes people, I said video. I picked it up at Goodwill a while back, after my old video (yes, you heard right) bit the dust. Even though we live in the dark ages of technology we still appreciate a good workout.
Well, a good workout is what I got. I normally do this video-about 40 minutes or so of great cardio and funky kicks and usually a few screams at the kids to move, lest they accidentally get kicked in the head. Hey, I may be somewhat fit but I sure am not at all coordinated. I got to the end, joked with my man about the silly cool down and then got the surprise of my life (well, perhaps that's an overstatement-but you get the idea).
The video wasn't over.
How could I have missed this?
All this time I had been pressing the stop button and missed the major kick your behind toning part. And kick my behind it did, twenty minutes of leg and ab work later, sweat dripping down my arms and a few "mom, you look tired"s and I was done in.
So in the foggy worn out state of mind that I was in I began to wonder how often we do that in life. How often do we miss the really good part simply because we didn't take the time to look? We'll never see an amazing sunset unless we step outside to catch a glimpse of the view. We might miss the beauty of a meteor shower simply because we did not look up. We may not see the joy and delight in our kids games and play because we were too busy folding laundry. I think I'd like to be missing less these days, at least less of those things that really matter. Tonight I'll not be missing the beauty in the ibuprofen bottle. Tomorrow, as I hobble around the house with sore everything, I'll be keeping my eyes open so I don't miss the beauty that is before me.
photo from the Billy Banks Authentic TaeBo Academy
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Thursday, January 22, 2009
Over here at our house, we're the glass half full kind of people. We like to keep a positive attitude and roll with things as they happen. We're not ones to cry over spilled milk. We're just not that way.
We've worked hard to pass this trait on to our kids so that when trials come they will be able to walk through them with confidence and assurance. We encourage ingenuity and all that good stuff. We are so proud of our two year old in this area. She keeps a rock solid positive attitude in the face of most any adversity. When things go wrong she improvises, we appreciate and applaud her ability to think outside the box.
So I guess we shouldn't have been too surprised to find her doing this the other day.
Yes, we truly do not cry over spilled soy milk, we just slurp it up-grateful for the blessing of a freshly mopped floor.
We are so proud of our sweet, little positive thinker. She teaches me daily how to live in the moment and roll with the punches.
What do the little ones in your life teach you?
Sunday, January 18, 2009
It never functioned as it should have and caused lots of morning backups searching for shoes, gloves, hats and scarves.
It looked something like the closet below, but with a vacuum too. This isn't ours, I found it through a google search.
So, somewhere in blogland I had seen a closet makeover. As I was agonizing over a lost glove one day I remembered it. Aha, this was the answer I was looking for. I've always longed for a fancy mudroom with a place for everyone to drop their bags and shoes. That won't happen in this house, but this works for us.
I mentioned the brilliant idea to Zac and boy howdy, he got right on it. He pulled out some leftover trex from his deck building adventure and cleaned stuff out and put stuff in. I love this man who sees a need and fills it, he's quite a catch.
Once the dust had settled and the paint had been touched up we were left with this amazing space.
Eventually we'll take the door casing off, for now we want to make sure it really works for us before we commit to that. The shoes neatly hide in the baskets and there's a hook for each of us to hang our stuff.
Head on over the Inspired Room for more on finding a beautiful life.
Saturday, January 17, 2009
The day started off icy with freezing fog. With lunch in the car, off we went to the High Desert Museum. Spent a few hours wandering through the exhibits, wishing the otter and the bobcat were awake.
The it was off to Dairy Queen for some soft serve (swirled, please). And we headed to REI and a few other spots. Found a deal on new running shoes (good-bye sore knees) and a great coat.
Home for breakfast dinner, baths and bed. Had about five tantrums along the way today (give or take a few). Everyone had a great day. We love adventure Saturday, so good to get out and explore.
"I bumped my tooth," she says. "On what?" I ask. "On my lamp in my room," comes the response. "Oh, are you okay," I ask again. "It really hurts," she says. I ask the obvious, "Well, how did it happen?" This is where it gets interesting. Her reply, "Well, I kissed it and then I bumped my tooth." "And why did you kiss your lamp?" "I was pretending I was married to it." Okay, not sure what's going on in her head but we quickly move to the breakfast discussion. "My tooth hurts but I want to have breakfast." "What would you like?" I ask. "I better have oatmeal. It's softer."
Never a dull moment around here, and the tooth is just fine now. Oh, and she's been eating oatmeal every day since.
Wednesday, January 14, 2009
Monday, January 12, 2009
We got to the restaurant and were seated in the cozy fireside room. We sat next to another couple enjoying their own date night. But there was something about these two, there was a certain spark in her eyes and a gentle peace about him. We immediately noticed something different about them. We went on with dinner, and they did too. At the end of their meal they casually asked us about ours. We responded that it was just as amazing as theirs, and then that's when it became clear to us. Zac said it first, "You two are Christ followers, aren't you?" They lit up even more with this question and we got to sharing about life and God's plans. It was truly a blessed few minutes as we shared life and God with each other.
There was something very different about this couple and it was obvious. It wasn't because they were passing out tracts or wearing t-shirts with catchy slogans. It wasn't even because they were discussing theology or religion. Their spirits spoke loudly that they had been with Jesus. I wonder if it's the same with me?
Visit Like a Warm Cup of Coffee for motivation and encouragment, and a great discussion on modesty.
Wednesday, January 7, 2009
For months Cayden has been making a fort out of the little playroom table and some cushions and the play kitchen. She called it her restaurant and would often take our orders and serve us amazing food. Well, you know, we had to use our imaginations-but it's a pretty fabulous place.
So for Christmas we decided to give her the real thing. It was so simple to do and she absolutely loves it.
A perfect place for a girl to play, and as you can see it gets used. I think one of the best things is that to clean the playroom now all we have to do is throw everything into the restaurant!
This was simple to make and was pretty inexpensive because we used materials we already had on hand. It really was the greatest Christmas present.
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Sunday, January 4, 2009
Friday, January 2, 2009
That picture is him finding his new bike on Christmas morning, wearing his favorite jammies and his bed is made? Not sure how that happened.
So there they were, boys just being boys, love that. We're sure hoping on more of that this year, more time to cherish each other. More time to just be and listen.
That's my goal this year: listen. It's the word I'll be focusing on as the year goes on. Listen to those around me, listen to me and most importantly listen to God.
What's your word this year? What will the focus be? I find myself much more able to focus on what the goal is when I can sum it up in one word. This year the goal is to listen, which means slowing down and talking less. I'm excited for this adventure.
...that you may love the LORD your God, listen to his voice, and hold fast to him. For the LORD is your life... Deuteronomy 30:20
My sheep listen to my voice; I know them, and they follow me. John 10:27
Everyone should be quick to listen, slow to speak and slow to become angry. James 1:19