Christmas IS Merry.

Greetings Friends!

It seems like my last post in September was just a month ago.  It is hard to believe that we have celebrated Thanksgiving and in a few short days we will celebrate Christmas and then it's off into the new year.  My, oh my, how time flies!

 

I wanted to share with you a favorite Christmas ornament of mine. Meet my adorable sheep. 

 



 

 

In the front he holds a birthday cake that reads 'Happy Birthday Jesus' and in his back he holds a gift with a tag that reads 'For My Shepherd.'  Each year as I unwrap my sheep from his box, I get a smile and it's a BIG smile. I think the ornament reminds me that I am a sheep in desperate need of a Shepherd.  My little sheep reminds me why we are celebrating Christmas.  It IS Jesus' birthday. 

He came as an infant in the most humble way.  A King in a manger.  His birthday reminds me that He came to set all free and in years to come He would take the wrath of God that was meant for me upon a cross.  My Shepherd leads me in dark times with his Word and reminds me that His Word is the light I need. 

 

As you and your family prepare to Celebrate this birthday I hope you remember this gift of love, peace, and joy in the manger.

 

Merry Christmas!

With a Smile, Sarah

 

If I could see you I would ask...Do you have a favorite ornament? I would love to see or hear about it.  How do you remember the gift of Jesus at Christmas?

Sweetness of Summer

Like the saying goes..."all good things must come to an end" Our summer has ended and I am having a hard time dealing with that.  This summer was usually wonderful.  Don't get me wrong, most summers are like that...wonderful. However, this summer had a special sweetness to it that I wanted to savor longer.  I think much had to do with our stage in life.  My oldest is in Junior High and my youngest is currently being home schooled with an online academy.  See, this summer was a resting place before transitions.   I wanted to have the Lord hedge in our family and keep our times simple and sweet.  Boy! Oh, boy! He did just that! 

Here is my sweet 'summer summary'...

 

My dear Peyton loves the pool.  Always has.  This summer with the Olympics she is dreaming BIG and wants to be in Rio as a swimmer in 2016.  So cool to hear her dreams and see her in the pool.

 

 

My bubbly Maya won her division in softball! She was thrilled as was her dad and coach.  Such a joy to watch her try a new sport and work hard to learn it.

 

 

My best friend and hubby who inspires me each day! He set his mind in February 2012 to do a Sprint and Olympic Triathlon.  And yes he completed each this summer.  An encouragement for me to watch him meet goals.  Next goal Ironman 2013!

 

 

Our family trip to Custer, South Dakota was indeed the highlight of summer.  Basking in the beauty of God's glory...

 

 

swimming in the coolest place 'ever'...

 

 

playing Spot It our new family favorite...

 

 

being ever grateful for the foundation of America and the freedoms we know...

 

 

and loving on these two ladies.  It is a blessing to be called their mom!

 

 

After Custer we got to experience a day in the life of Laura Ingalls.  Maya enjoyed each moment of the school house.  The girls and I adore the Little House on the Prairie series.

 

 

Other moments were spent on the water tubing with friends and family.  Just being silly and having fun!

 

 

And of course my Junior High camp experience.  I even blogged about my panic and God was so good this week.  Not just to me but these precious girls of his.

 

 

 

There you have it...my 'summer summary.'  I miss it already but I hold this summer close to my heart and I thank God for all that he did this summer!

 

What about your summer? I would love to hear what your high were or even your lows.

 

With a Smile, Sarah

 

Linking with the awesome ladies of SDG

 



fifteen. and a dream guy.

I remember being at a slumber party when I was about 14 and the question was asked amongst the group, "Who is your dream guy?"

I recall being embarrassed that I didn't have an answer to this question.
Dream Guy? Really, I am suppose to be thinking about a dream guy at 14?! I was already consumed with correctly wearing Forenza and Outback Red gear that thinking about a 'dream guy' didn't appear on my 14 year old radar!
I knew I wanted someone, eventually, in my life that loved me and cherished me.  Someone who treated me with kindness and maybe purchased me a few diamonds and cute shoes along the way.  In my thinking...what girl wouldn't want that.
I was not thinking what my girlfriends were that night.  "Doctor!" replied one.  "Rich." another.  "Massive muscles." another said dreamily. "Tall, dark and handsome." chimed another.

Little did I know that God placed my 'dream guy' right underneath my nose.

Here is Matt. (photo circa 1989)

He is tall.  He is not dark. (He slathers on more sunscreen than I use in a year :)  With his electric blue eyes and genuine smile I find him irresistibly attractive!

We were family friends because of our parents. We did life together long before we knew what doing life really meant.  And, somewhere in between family camping, water skiing, and college Matt became my 'dream guy.' (See? Right under my nose)  We dated for almost 7 years before he popped the question and we were married on August 9, 1997.

This year marks our 15 year wedding anniversary!  There is only one reason why I am so crazy about my dream guy...

For this reason this bride and bridegroom give thanks

to the LORD Almighty for the LORD is good;

 his love endures forever.

Jeremiah 33:11 

Being married has called me to confront my selfishness.  Marriage is no longer 'what I want' because there is another person to consider.  I can't blame or get angry with Matt because of my own ugly attitude or disappointments in life because they are not Matt's to deal with.  Admitting my selfishness, disappointments and ugliness is a humbling and hard job.  Being married has taught me a self-less love.

Self-less love is what Christ shows us in the Gospels.  I have come that they may have life, and have it to the full. (John 10:10)  My study bible notes, "Life in Christ is lived on a higher plane because of his overflowing forgiveness, love, and guidance." (NIV study bible)  Good advice for any relationship, especially marriage!

I believe it is this LOVE that has held and is holding our marriage together! I am more in love with Matt today only because I am more in love with a gracious, merciful, and faithful King who shows me what LOVE is.

Getting here has not been easy.  Marriage is work.  I know we are not done working at our marriage. What I do know is that because of the self-less love that Christ models we can do marriage because he works within us. 

I have my dream guy.  He is not rich, nor a doctor.  He is not dark or ripped with muscles.  Matt loves and cherishes me because of Christ.  That's all this girl wants and the diamonds or shoes are just the cherry on top ;)

The girls and I made a video to celebrate our anniversary.  Click  Anniversary Video 

If married, how long have you been married?  What has your marriage taught you?

With a Smile,

Sarah

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Camp Re-cap

6 days have come and gone.  I read my last post and I have to laugh.  I mean really.  Who is the junior higher? Me or them?
Camp was wonderful! God is good all the time and all the time God is good! Allow me to share... 

Despite the lack of sleep. (Although, I am all for someone to invent a new mattress for camps to use.  One that is comfy, sterile, and doesn't sink to the wood plank.)  God gave me at least 5 hours of sleep to help get me through the 16 hour days.  2 AM walks to the bathroom.  Err, not so bad.  Sharing a shower with teen girls?  Well, as long as you can remind them of some basic 'rules' like pick up your own hair from the floor; it's all good after that.  While the coffee may not have been freshly brewed it was available often and early!  Thankfully camp offered a salad bar option at lunch and dinner so plenty of fruits and veggies!  Quiet time? Actually, yes!

Camp was a really sweet time to get to know these young ladies better.  I am glad I went.  The LORD did protect and keep me.  All for his glory!

 To give you a glimpse of my 6 days, I came up with my 5 Favorite Sayings while at camp.  ENJOY!

5.  While horseback riding my horse was bit by a horse fly.  To which one of my campers said to me, "Isn't it ironic that they are called horse flies"  Hmmm?
4.  "You mean if I am not going to eat it I shouldn't take it?"  While going through the line at dinner time.
3.  "Who took my ____________?" And after a few minutes, "Oh, never mind I found it." Buried in the suitcase...
2.  "What smells?"  Umm...it might be the stinky pond shoes, the wet musty towel, or your arm pits. 
1.  There is always that one camp song that gets into the head of campers.  This week was no exception.  "Whoo, Whoo, Whoo, you're everlasting love is reaching, reaching, reaching out to me..."

With a Smile,
Sarah

Reflections and Blessings

In an earlier post I had shared a verse that my family is trying to use as a source of encouragement when life hands it's ups and downs.  It was our way of trying something new. Instead committing to a New Year's Resolution we are committing a verse to memory.  Here is the verse from Psalm 29:10-11...

The Lord sits over our home.

The Lord is enthroned

as King forever.

The Lord gives strength to our family.

The Lord blesses Matt, Sarah, Peyton and Maya with peace.

I recently had the chance to reflect on this verse and how it has helped in our lives.  Since it is 6 months into 2012 I went back to remember when we've see God's hand or cried for his help.

January

All is new when you start out the year.  Through birthday celebrations and a family Greek wedding, January certainly brought us God's peace and joy.

February

This month we were busy with Maya's ANNIE play, beating the doldrums of school, the winter blahs, and joyously welcomed our niece/cousin Catherine Faye into the world on leap day!  God sat in our home with wisdom and provisions that would have gone unnoticed if it weren't for this verse.

March

SPRING BREAK is on our mind!  Our annual trek to Florida with some dear friends proved to be well needed family time and enjoyment.  The Lord gave us strength and precious measures of blessings.

April

During this month Matt and I needed to be reminded of who sat over our home.  We went through some medical concerns with our daughter and needed to remember that God indeed has her best interest.  The end of the month brought the girls' dance recital where it is wonderful to watch the blessings that God has given them.

May

A difficult month.  A month filled with emotion and frustration.  In amidst of all that God was here.  He sat over our home for protection.  He was enthroned during difficult conversations and in the end gave us peace.

We are still working in June :)  but how awesome to see his work and to feel his love in our life.  No, it hasn't been easy and we certainly have had tears.  However, reflecting these last few month and using Psalm 29 to help shape our thoughts has brought joy and hope.

Take a moment and reflect on what God has done or is doing in your lives over the last few months.  I bet, like me, you will see how richly he blesses you and gives you peace.

With a Smile,

Sarah

Linking with Jen and the great women of SDG

Remembering When

Remember When...

Do you remember when we went to the American Girl Store when I was seven?

And going to the "Dora" show and getting the back pack?

Do you remember when we went to the Country Club for the

American Girl tea party? And when Maya was born I sat with you

to hold her?

Do you remember when we were at my conference in 3rd grade and Mrs. Rubel farted?

Making my sea turtle in 4th grade?

When you and the family came to my pre-school circus?

Do you remember when we went exploring together?

You came to my share day in Kindergarten?

The time we went to Madison to have 'the talk?'

These are the special memories I have of you.

Happy Mother's Day!

This is the poem I received from my 12 year old daughter, Peyton, on Mother's Day.

I cried when I read it.  I do remember all these times.(And many more!) 

It does my heart good to know that she does too and she holds them special. 

As a parent, I often find myself remembering the moments where I lost my temper and yelled or slammed a door.  Or the time I left a grocery cart, full of groceries, in the middle of the aisle because of a screaming toddler.  And, yes, the proverbial saying that every mother says through her clenched teeth, "JUST-WAIT-UNTIL-YOUR-FATHER-COMES-HOME!"  As if that ever helped my dear daughters stop the undesired behavior! Can you relate?

And then one day, out of the blue, you get a poem like this; that let's you know YOU HAVE made a difference despite the sinful nature in us.  That your child DOES remember and despite the fact that she rolls her eyes each time we tell her "NO" to a cell phone she still holds special memories of her and I.  That just makes me smile. BIG smile.

How was your Mother's Day? Any thoughts shared by your loved ones to make you feel like you've done the job right?

PS: Peyton peeked at this posted and said that I need to let her know how many 'likes' it got.  I had to remind her that this was a blog and not Facebook.  (LOL)



Writing MoJo

I have been journaling for years.  I have at least a dozen journals going back to 1996!  (Perhaps you can call me a closet blogger) I write feelings, notes, prayers, things I am grateful for, questions, and answers to questions.  You can mostly find me writing in the morning but really if the moment begs a thought...I will write it.

I'll let you in on a secret.  I hated writing. I used to find writing painful.  During my freshman year of college I had an English professor by the name of Anders.  Anders sat me down in her office about mid way into the semester and told me I was a horrible writer.  She told me I had no voice, no fluency, no ingenunity and I wrote way too many sentence fragments.

Nice...huh?  Anders words scarred me and it bothered me that she never taught me what good writing was.

It wasn't until Leaver came into my life that I thought differently about writing.  Not Leaver the soap but Mr. Leaver.  Leaver taught English 102.  I decided to meet with Leaver right away so I could tell him about my struggles with writing.  On the way to his office I remember telling myself not to get worked up...  "You did pass English 101 and you can only do better."  I had brought him some older English papers to read so he could see my terrible writing.  Sitting there in his office brought back painful memories and I am pretty sure my palms were sweaty.  After reading the papers, he removed his glasses and looked at me and replied, "These papers are not terrible."

What? Can you repeat?

He continued with, "You have interesting ideas and voice. If anything needs some work it may be punctuation and we will go over that in class."  I sat stunned in silence.  Oh, what sweet music to my ears and my heart!  My writing mojo was back.  Take that Anders!

Have you ever gotten discouraging advice? What did you do? How have you overcome 'bad' words that someone may have said to you?

G.L.U.E.

A few months ago I was asked to speak to some lovely moms at a MOPS group.  (MOPS stands for Mothers of PreSchoolers)  The topic; how to make time for yourself.  A topic I find important but also still struggle to do myself.  God laid some great moments (in my life) and verses on my heart in preparation for this talk.  With His prompting and some great prayer warriors I was able to create an acronym that helps me take time for me and this became the focus of my talk.  I would like to briefly share it with you here.

It started with the thought from God about glue.  Yes, glue and I know it's strange.  I often feel like I am the glue that keeps my home and my family working together.  Think of the saying..."If Mama ain't happy, no one is."  That applies to me.  If I am out-of-whack it seems the rest of my family can quickly become out-of-whack too.  Then God showed me how He is my glue that keeps me together.  My time in his word or in worship help me to stick to truths and not lies.  This is how G.L.U.E came to be and this is how I work at making time for me.

G stand for God.  As I mentioned before spending time in His word or in worship help to keep our focus on things above and not earthly things.  (Col.3:5)   To allow for you time take the time to spend a few minutes each day in the bible or reading a devotional.  Pray, ask God for help in your day to day tasks.  Share your frustrations and ask for his wisdom.  Take time to thank and praise him for his gifts that he gives.  In giving Him a time of quiet; He gives me time in my day.

L is for Learn to Say NO.  I am sure you say no at least several times a day to your children...learn to say it for yourself.  Stop wasting time on things you don't really like or things that suck the life out of you.  It is ok to say no.  In learning to say no I find I have more time for the things I enjoy and that helps to make me a better mom and wife.

U stands for YOU!!!!  Understand the importance of you.  How much you are loved by a Heavenly Father, your spouse, your children and many others in your life.  To often we moms can feel insignificant because of our day to day live...i.e dipaering, meals, garbage, cleaning, traveling from soccer, to dance to soccer and home.  While all of those things are important, YOU, too, are important and learning to take care of YOU is important.  Adjust your priorites and make YOU a priority.

E is Enjoy.  Take in all that is around you and simply enjoy it.  I used the quote from Maya Angelou...

"Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take

but the moments that take our breath away."

Too often we can get caught up in the things of life and not the moments.  Moments like the freshly bathed baby smell, a child's belly laugh, a look from your spouse, the laughter with a good grilfrend. These take your breath away moments last far longer than the blinking light on my cell phone...these moments just plain feel good, so stop and take the time to enjoy them.

So there you have G.L.U.E...how I stick to God so he helps me stick to my family :)

How do you take time for you? Can you relate to any of the G.L.U.E acroymn?

A Change in the Making

I have been in a spiritual dry place for the last few months.  I wasn't even aware of it until I finished Beth Moore's Living Beyond Yourself and the book Made to Crave by Lisa TerKeurst.  I knew something was up when I finished these books and was feeling the overwhelming sense that something needed to change, something needed to happen to push me forward.  My only problem was I didn't know what that something was.  I didn't know even where to begin.  So, I did what any other girl would do; I cried.  I cried in quiet moments that were for God. I cried because I knew he would hear me and he knew my words when I did not.  I cried.


And then, amidst tears, I heard his voice.  Soft, loving, and gentle telling me I needed to share and to seek help for me to find my somethings.  At first, I denied it for several weeks; I mean who really likes to admit they need help but then I heard him again.  It was still loving and gentle telling me I needed to change and grow and I needed to talk through some issues to find my something. 


So, I called.  I called and made an appointment with a Christian counselor.  I have met with her twice and we have named several of my somethings : shame and self image.  I am dealing with these somethings by using God's truths. 


Not long after I made the call to the counselor I was walking and heard a song by Addison Road called "Change in the Making."  I cried (this time happy tears) because this song was me, well, and you too.  We are all a change in the making.  We are all trying to be a better version for the sake of Christ.  We are all under construction.  I love that.  I mean really love that!  I am forever grateful that we have a Heavenly Father who is loving, gentle, and extremely patient to making me who He wants me to be. Click below to listen to the song "Change in the Making."

So, this is Sarah under construction (but still with a smile) :) My pride is being broken and He is chipping away at what I don't need. I am a change in the making. 

How are you changing? What is God chipping away in you?

Linking with SDG

Lessons on Grease

On a lazy Saturday I found myself flipping through channels with my daughters.  We stumbled across the movie Grease when I declared. "Oh, this is one of my faves."  We stopped there and started to watch Grease when I quickly found myself having to explain a lot!  Even with editing of the movie I had forgotten how much of the material and content was so sexual. (Thank you Holy Spirit).  We shut it off and I created and shared with my daughters what we can learn from Grease the movie.

Life Lessons on Grease

5. Any kind of loving shouldn't happen fast...especially Summer Loving. 

  Love, and true love take time. 

4.  Make a list of qualities that make a good friend. 

Do you want your friends to drink, swear, smoke or rat their hair?

3.  Be aware of boys who can sing a song about a car and turn it into sex.

Really, that is NOT what sex is about.

2.  Never. Never change your looks or clothing to impress people.

Be true to the person God intended you to be.

1.  In response to Frenchie's comment, "The only man a girl can really trust is her daddy."

You may have a wonderful earthly father but he is still human and is not perfect. 

Always trust your Heavenly Daddy!

A lazy Saturday turned into a teachable Saturday.

On a side note.  It is Spring Break in our part of the world.  Yes! I will be leaving the blogging world for a brief time to be with my family and enjoy the Florida sun!  Happy Spring Break to you and yours!

Good Question

             "For a man who had all the answers, Jesus asked a lot of questions."
                                                                                                             Cathy Davison

I sometimes feel like I don't ask good questions when I am getting to know someone.  My questions usually have a yes or no response and that makes it hard to really generate a conversation with someone new.  In her book, Becoming a Woman of Influence, Carol Kent has an entire chapter devoted to asking good questions.  She cites the ways Jesus used questions to expose lies and reveal truth, exposed people's deepest longings, questions that help faith grow, and using questions in teachable moments.  I am practicing the 'art of asking questions' with the 7th grade girls I work with at youth group.  It takes practice, as it is easy to slip into a yes or no question mode, but when I intentionally slow down I am amazed at the information they share when I ask the right question.  I am learning about their dreams, hopes, fears, family life, and how they see their faith.

Here are some example question from the book. 

What is your best memory of your mother? Your father?
How do you celebrate Christmas?
What is one thing you would like to do before you die?
What keeps you from being as close to the Lord as you'd like to be?
What is one thing you would like to change in your spiritual life?
In what area of your life do you need advice?
What women (historical or contemporary) would you most like to emulate?
How can I pray for you?

These are just a few! No doubt, some great questions!

Here is a thought for you...take a few of these and ask a friend or someone you are trying to get to know better.  (Make sure you have an answer of your own to the questions).  See where the conversation goes. Can you ask the right question that will help someone open up? Will you gain valuable insight in that person's life? I sure hope you do!

After all, on our journey as Christ followers, we are called to share and called to influence those around us. (Think of 2 Corinthians 2:15..."For we are to God the aroma of Christ..")  In taking time to ask and think of the right questions we can learn about others with the hope of sharing how Christ's love has transformed our lives.  We can be intentional about our questions and intentionally influence lives of others.

What do you think? Are you up for the good question challenge?

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Icebergs

Remember the scene in Titanic?  The two crew mates are in the 'crows nest' looking for icebergs.  The one says "I can smell ice." The other gives him a stange look as if to say, "whatever." An iceberg is spotted but the Titanic hits it before the crew mates even get a breath of warning out.  The one then says, "Smell ice, can you?"

Our pastor recently gave an iceberg anology. He stated that people are kind of like icebergs.  You really only see the tip and the rest is under the surface.  So, can you smell ice? Do you know people really well to see what is under thier surface?

This anology on icebergs has me thinking about my daughter.  She is 9 and she is dramatic, loud, strong willed, passionate about justice, loves attention, loves Jesus, and asks some great questions about the world and the 'things' of it.  Unfortantely, she gets judged by her tip...the part of the ice people can see.  As a parent it makes me sad, frustrated, and down right angry at times.  I see the tip of her.  I hear about the tip of her.  I know what she is capable of.  I also know she is still growing.  She is still trying to figure out her place in this world.  She has a lot of maturing and growing up to do like many others around her.   

I often pray that others may see what I see underneath her tip.  I see a girl who once a week will ask to go to our elderly neighbors home so she can see how they are doing.  I see a girl who is not afraid to tell a friend that Jesus loves them.  I see a girl who stands up for others.  I see a girl who can pray in front of large groups.  I see a girl with courage in areas that make me shy.  I see a girl who cries at a video of children in Africa with no parents and no food.

You know what? God sees the whole iceberg. I like that.  That thought gives me comfort when I hear that she was yelling at school.   I like that God is reminding me daily that he is in control, not me, when it seems like her behavior isn't.  I like that He made me her mom because through her I can see faith like a child.

God has a plan for her tip, for her iceberg.  A plan to prosper her and not to harm her.  Her tip may not look good to others right now but someday I trust it will; because of His glory to make her the best iceberg she can be.

As a parent can you relate? What do you do when you feel like your child is being misjudged?   How about when it's you? 

Pure Joy

I was hot. I was stinky. I was exhausted. It was a bittersweet ending to a fabulous clinic. I was living on God, adrenaline, and maybe a total of 7 hours of sleep over the last 4 days. 

I was serving on a medical mission in Peru and as we were wrapping up in worship with our Peruvian brothers and sisters, I wrote in my journal for January 28, 2010.  I couldn't wait to get back to the hotel to shower, relax, and Skype back home.  I really missed my girls and my husband and I wanted so much to talk to them before tomorrow came.  Tomorrow was my baptism and the reality of not having any family with me coupled with a lack of sleep were making me feel emotional and I really wanted to hear my hubby's voice of encouragement.

I had been baptized as an infant and I am grateful to my parents for their desire to have me know the Lord.  However, I wanted to re-commit and dedicate my life publicly to the Lord as an adult.  Since I love, love, love the ocean and Peru I was thrilled that God had given me this opportunity to publicly announce my faith like this; I jumped at the chance to be baptized and give a testimony of God's love and transformation in my life.

After my shower and dinner I was eager to hear from my family so I tried to Skype.  Nothing. I tried and tried again and nothing.  I was discouraged.  I didn't know where they could be.  I knew the schedule and they should be home after dance getting ready for bed! Sensing my discouragment a dear friend said I could use her cell phone to try.  I did and again nothing.  Feeling defeated I decided to call it a night and give it to God.  Up in the room I expressed my frustrations to my roomate and she was wonderful.  This young woman was engaged but her finace was miles away and she hadn't seen him in months.  She knew how important a phone call can be. How hearing a loved one's voice can bring encouragement.  I was grateful for her understanding at the time but also felt ridulious because I would be going home to see my hubby and she still needed to wait for hers to come home. 

The next morning (baptism morning) my roomate and I woke up late.  We had overslept our alarm and had missed breakfast.  We quickly began to get ready so we didn't miss our group devtional.  In the elevator ride to our group we talked briefly about last night and I thanked her again for her words of encoruagement.  I was still sad but also knew that I had lots of love and support in the group.  We arrived at the top floor, where the group meets, and heard them singing a praise and worship song.  Walking in everyone was standing in a circle so I just looked for the closest open chair.  I then noticed several smiling faces, so I smiled and waved back at them and started to join them in song.  I then saw our trip leader (and dear friend) pointing to his left.  I looked at him quizzcally.  I wasn't understanding his pointing finger at all.  He looked at me again and this time I looked at where his finger was pointing.  His finger was pointing at my husband! I immediately gasped and then started crying.  I couldn't even believe my eyes.  He was there! My best friend was there! He was in Peru! The room was now joining in our celebration.

That is why no one was home the night before.  He was in route to Peru.  The girls were at a friends home.  He was coming to be baptized with me. I was overwhelmed with joy. Pure joy. It is a day that I will alway hold dear to my heart...right next to the birth of our daughters. 

In my journal I wrote "Father God, I am amazed and humbled for the way you love and take care of me.  Just last night I was frustrated and angry and today total restoration.  I have been made new with the waters of baptism.  You have refreshed my soul with the suprise of Matt.  Praise, and glory and thanks are yours."

Pure Joy.

Do you have any pure joy stories?

Linking with Jen and the Ladies at Finding Heaven

Funny

My oldest daughter, who is almost 12, is quite a character.  She really has developed a sense of humor and it is fun to joke with her because she understands words have different meanings and she can use them in a funny way.  Here is an example...

Our family is trying a new approach to 'New Year's Resolutions' we have chosen a verse from scripture and are resolving to make it our theme of 2012.  In my quiet time I felt led to the verse from Psalm 29:10-11.  The verse speaks of God's faithfulness and control in our lives.  I changed the verse a bit to fit our family so the verse reads...

The Lord sits over our home. The Lord is enthroned

as King forever.  The Lord gives strength

to our family. The Lord blesses each

one of us with peace.

I have printed, framed and placed this verse in places throughout our home.  One place is in my daughters bathroom.  The day the frame was hung up she came out from the bathroom and said, "You know mom, that is an interesting verse to have in the bathroom." I replied, "Why is that?" My daughter, "Well, you know, cuz, you know, your on the 'throne' and the verse reads the King is enthroned.  Get it?" I smiled and said, "Got it. I don't care how you remember it, I just want you to remember that the King is indeed enthroned over us...and that includes in the bathroom."

I think He may have looked like this at our conversation...





What have your children said to make you laugh recently?

A Smile

Back in 1991 I was voted as having the "Best Smile" in my high school class.  At the time I was just happy to have my classmates recognize me for something.  I never really gave my smile a thought.  I mean who thinks of their smile as anything other than a smile?

Fast forward to the year 2009.  My husband was planning a medical missions trip to Lima, Peru.  There was a woman who could not make the trip and the trip was leaving in 1 week.  I remember telling my husband, "Oh. That's too bad.  Is she OK? Do you have someone else who can take her place?" His reply was, "She is fine and yes we have someone in mind to take her place. You."  I looked at him incredulously. "Me? Seriously?" At this point my head is thinking no way, you are not a nurse, you don't do anything medical, what about the girls...where will they go? He must have read my thoughts because he responded simply with "You don't need to do anything medical.  You need to be Sarah and share your smile." Huh? My smile?

Needless to say I went on that Peru trip and shared more than my smile.  I also shared my heart and fell in love with the people of Peru.  I hope to do that here on my blog with you.  I am not perfect and I don't have it all together but I have been told by some pretty special people in my life that I encourage and care well for others.  So, with that you have Sarah, with a smile.

What makes you smile? Has anyone ever commented on your smile?

Linking for the first time with Jen and the girls at  Finding Heaven