There's always that question you get at the beginning of the week..."How was your weekend?" ...and it's a good question as long you have a good answer for it. BUT, if your true answer for that question is, "It was terrible, horrible, rotten, and pretty much no good, " or some other answer that is just as socially awkward, then we usually give the standard answer, "Fine." Three weekends ago my answer to the weekend question would've been "fine." Translation - It was pretty shocking, but I really don't want to talk about it right now. That shock has been the reason I've been MIA to the blog world for a few days...so I figured I'd let you in on that weekend.
You probably know what's coming....but I'm going to pretend you don't :) So...the weekend started off normal, but this weekend I was supposed to get the dreaded period on Saturday. Saturday came and went...no period. My period is usually like clockwork, so I thought about it,... but chalked it up to the new eating habits along with being super active the past couple of weeks. Sunday morning I was spending some time with God, talking through some things with Him. One of things that crossed my mind (obviously), was this period issue. So, I told God that if I was pregnant, He was really going to have to help me through this...and I had one of those Holy Spirit moments. Ever had one of those? They're pretty crazy...but for me it's like I get this overwhelming feeling that I KNOW something is true...usually accompanied by goose bumps. (I know, if you're not a Christ follower this may sound hokey, but I'm just telling it like it is. If you check out some stories in the Bible you'll see God has actually been talking to His followers since He created us. What's changed is our society - if we can't explain it with facts, figures, and research, then we deem it non-existent.) Well, the thing that the Holy Spirit allowed me to KNOW was that I WAS in fact preggo. Wow. I just sat there. For a while.
I went to church and tried to act like everything was normal. It wasn't. I went to buy a test after church, and tried to calmly take it. I wasn't so calm. Once it was positive, I tried to keep it to myself for a little bit to let the news sink in. I didn't. I told my husband through sobs. (Anybody else been there?) It wasn't that I wasn't happy to have a new little addition to our family...it was ALL THE DETAILS. Would we have to get a new car? (Which is always accompanied by another car payment) Would we have the finances to pay for all of this? (We both LOVE our jobs, but we both work in ministry, remember? :) And on and on and on.... I have to say my husband gets mad props. He assured me, calmed me down, and reminded me God would provide. God has been doing the same thing, continually reminding me that he provides. (The passage he keeps telling me is included at the bottom.)
So...I'm feeling much better about things, I'm starting to trust God and feel the joy that comes with knowing a new life is growing. Unfortunately, I'm also feeling much worse physically. The nauseau has hit, and unlike my other two pregnancies, this nauseau likes to hang around aaaallllllll ddddaaaaayyyyy. Ugh! In fact, as I talk to you I'm wearing my oh-so-fashionable sea bands and sipping on some Ginger Ale. So I'll have to ask you to forgive me if my blogging suffers for the next few weeks...I'm sure you don't want to read about my puking :)
Slightly Green,
Lindsey
Here's the passage that's been super encouraging to me:
"That is why I tell you not to worry about everyday life-whether you have enough food and drink, or enough clothes to wear. Isn't life more than food, and your body more than clothing? Look at the birds. They don't plant or harvest or store food in barns, for your heavenly Father feeds them. And aren't you far more valuable to him than they are? Can all your worries add a single moment to your life? And why worry about your clothing? Look at the lilies of the field and hot they grow. They don't work or make their clothing yet Solomon in all his glory was not dressed as beautifully as they are. And if God cares so wonderfully for wildflowers that are here today and thrown into the fire tomorrow, he will certainly care for you. Why do you have so little faith?" Matthew 6:25-30
(how lucky we are to have a God that loves us THAT much. :)
Wednesday, May 2, 2012
What Happened Wednesday
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Thursday, April 26, 2012
Fast Fix Friday
Yeah...it's been a while, and it's been one crazy week. You never have those though, do you? Anywho - this Fast Fix Friday project was a great one for someone just starting to dip their toes into the DIY world. It was really super quick, didn't require much technical skill, and (my favorite) was CHEAP!
The first thing I did was go thrifting at a local second-hand store. My friend Allison, who has a magnificent blog at http://budgetmaven.wordpress.com, has been writing a lot about thrifting and I was totally inspired! Check out this post (http://budgetmaven.wordpress.com/2012/04/02/adventures-in-thrifting/) she did on thrifting to catch some of the motivation. I found several fabulous things on this adventure, but I'll just tell you my favorite two: a super cute metal sign to put in my 4 yr old's room & this old chalkboard.
The first thing I did was go thrifting at a local second-hand store. My friend Allison, who has a magnificent blog at http://budgetmaven.wordpress.com, has been writing a lot about thrifting and I was totally inspired! Check out this post (http://budgetmaven.wordpress.com/2012/04/02/adventures-in-thrifting/) she did on thrifting to catch some of the motivation. I found several fabulous things on this adventure, but I'll just tell you my favorite two: a super cute metal sign to put in my 4 yr old's room & this old chalkboard.
| Pretty scraggly, huh? |
You probably can't read the stickers on there, but they say $1.50. Pretty amazing, huh? That's another great thing about thrifting - you don't have much in the project, so if it doesn't turn out the way you want you don't feel too bad scrapping it. Here's what I did to transform this little beauty:
- Wiped off the wooden frame, then cleaned the chalkboard part
- Lined my work space with newspaper - I'm a mommy...I have enough messes to clean up, I don't want to make another one, especially on my counter top!
- Using painter's tape, I put tape on the perimeter of the chalkboard so I didn't accidentally paint it.
- Painted on some "crackle" paint, and let it partially dry. If you let it dry fully you won't get the crackly look...which, if you're using crackle paint, is probably what you're going for. I know - I'm a genius.
- Painted white paint on top of the crackle. You need to do this quickly because the crackle dries quickly. Don't worry too much if the paint looks bad when you first paint it on - the crackle will fix that. Just try to get an even coat on the frame. Let dry.
- Using a staple gun, I stapled ribbon to the back of the frame in two places, then I tied a knot in the other end of the ribbon.
....and, the resulting chalkboard was much cuter than the one I started out with. As you can see, I'm going to use mine to write scripture on. My hopes are that we can use it for the whole family (kids included) to begin to memorize some scripture - all for $1.50 (ok...plus crackle paint and ribbon...maybe $4.00)
I'd love to see your latest craft projects, DIY projects, or your fast fixes when you're in a bind...share away! Happy Friday :)
Monday, April 23, 2012
the hardest ever
Unlike Will.i.am's song, "The Hardest Ever," doing the hard stuff of life isn't too pleasant.
The hard stuff is...
well, it's HARD. of course. I'm not talking about the chair you always stump your toe on or your childs head that must be hard because nothing ever makes in there.... no, I'm talking about that thing that you know you should do, but you just really, really...really, really don't want to. I'd think some things that qualify as "hard stuff" would be: standing up for your convictions no matter the results, sticking to your budget, getting healthy and therefore being thankful of the body God has given you, asking someone to forgive you, lovingly confronting someone, talking to your child about sex, disciplining your child ...and this list could probably go on and on. I doubt it needs to though because if you're like me you probably thought of the thing(s) that is your "hard stuff" right away. It's hard because of sin (aka stuff we do that isn't right according to God)...and sin pretty much sucks. (Oh, it might be fun in the middle of it, but when those consequences from the sin roll around....and they always do...then it sucks.) The sin usually drives us not wanting to tackle that hard thing....like laziness, selfishness, or even fear of failure.
but, the hard stuff is....
GOOD. I know you're thinking..."what? SMH (I kinda don't know what SMH means, but all the cool people on FB use it, so I thought I'd be cool, even if just for a minute) Seriously Lindsey...I wouldn't call it good." It really is. This stuff is hard because it goes against our human nature, and requires to do things God's way. God's way is always good. God says lovingly telling the truth in any situation is always good. God says he made your body, and if you're a Christ-follower, it's where he dwells...so you need to keep it in shape (this "hard thing" frequently kicks my tail) God also says you need to discipline your kids (God disciplines us and he is the ultimate father) and you need to talk to your kids about sex by 5th grade. (Ok, I made up the 5th grade part...but seriously, kids talk and kids surf the internet...wouldn't you rather be the one to tell them and they know you will tell them the truth about things even if you turn ten shades of red while you're doing it?)
I had to do a hard stuff ...er, thing, recently...and it was difficult. It was uncomfortable and I'm pretty sure my pits turned into swimming pools by the time I was done, but I'm so thankful. I'm thankful God doesn't tell us we have to be super humans. All he asks us is to trust him (that he's got this) and to obey him (do what he says do) and he does the rest. I'm also thankful God forgives...and man, does he forgive. Can you imagine all the crap he has to forgive??? You think you have forgiven something big - yeeeaaaahhhh, it doesn't even touch the pile of crap God has, is having to, and will have to forgive until Jesus comes back. He's that good.
What's your "hard stuff"? What's holding you back? Need some motivation to "just do it" (someone from Nike, feel free to send me a check for that), check these out:
"So do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you; I will uphold you with my righteous hand." Isaiah 41:10
"Don't worry about anything; instead pray about everything. Tell God what you need, and thank him for all he has done. Then you will experience God's peace, which exceeds anything we can understand. his peace will guard your hearts and minds as you live in Christ Jesus." Phillipians 4:6-7
Happy Hard Stuff-ing :)
The hard stuff is...
well, it's HARD. of course. I'm not talking about the chair you always stump your toe on or your childs head that must be hard because nothing ever makes in there.... no, I'm talking about that thing that you know you should do, but you just really, really...really, really don't want to. I'd think some things that qualify as "hard stuff" would be: standing up for your convictions no matter the results, sticking to your budget, getting healthy and therefore being thankful of the body God has given you, asking someone to forgive you, lovingly confronting someone, talking to your child about sex, disciplining your child ...and this list could probably go on and on. I doubt it needs to though because if you're like me you probably thought of the thing(s) that is your "hard stuff" right away. It's hard because of sin (aka stuff we do that isn't right according to God)...and sin pretty much sucks. (Oh, it might be fun in the middle of it, but when those consequences from the sin roll around....and they always do...then it sucks.) The sin usually drives us not wanting to tackle that hard thing....like laziness, selfishness, or even fear of failure.
but, the hard stuff is....
GOOD. I know you're thinking..."what? SMH (I kinda don't know what SMH means, but all the cool people on FB use it, so I thought I'd be cool, even if just for a minute) Seriously Lindsey...I wouldn't call it good." It really is. This stuff is hard because it goes against our human nature, and requires to do things God's way. God's way is always good. God says lovingly telling the truth in any situation is always good. God says he made your body, and if you're a Christ-follower, it's where he dwells...so you need to keep it in shape (this "hard thing" frequently kicks my tail) God also says you need to discipline your kids (God disciplines us and he is the ultimate father) and you need to talk to your kids about sex by 5th grade. (Ok, I made up the 5th grade part...but seriously, kids talk and kids surf the internet...wouldn't you rather be the one to tell them and they know you will tell them the truth about things even if you turn ten shades of red while you're doing it?)
I had to do a hard stuff ...er, thing, recently...and it was difficult. It was uncomfortable and I'm pretty sure my pits turned into swimming pools by the time I was done, but I'm so thankful. I'm thankful God doesn't tell us we have to be super humans. All he asks us is to trust him (that he's got this) and to obey him (do what he says do) and he does the rest. I'm also thankful God forgives...and man, does he forgive. Can you imagine all the crap he has to forgive??? You think you have forgiven something big - yeeeaaaahhhh, it doesn't even touch the pile of crap God has, is having to, and will have to forgive until Jesus comes back. He's that good.
What's your "hard stuff"? What's holding you back? Need some motivation to "just do it" (someone from Nike, feel free to send me a check for that), check these out:
"So do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you; I will uphold you with my righteous hand." Isaiah 41:10
"Don't worry about anything; instead pray about everything. Tell God what you need, and thank him for all he has done. Then you will experience God's peace, which exceeds anything we can understand. his peace will guard your hearts and minds as you live in Christ Jesus." Phillipians 4:6-7
Happy Hard Stuff-ing :)
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Saturday, April 21, 2012
Fast Friday {in review}
Today was another Fast Friday...which means I've got a great fast fix to share with you lucky people. Aren't you excited? I am!
I probably should've taken the day to clean my very messy house (my sisters and their kiddos came to play yesterday. It was an awesome day...but my house took the brunt of the tornado of fun) but I decided it would be way more fun to give our front porch a makeover. You can see why it needed one:
So...off me and the kids went to get the supplies we needed. Luckily, we live close enough to the crafts store that we can just take a quick walk (stroller ride) to the store, so we got to take advantage of the beautiful weather. (score!) We got a can of white spray paint and a can of red. (I find Rustoleum brand works best for me.) I also decided that you couldn't have a spring makeover without some flowers, so I sprung for those as well. Total I think this makeover cost about $16 - not too shabby. When we got back all three of us got busy....I got busy painting while the kids got busy being artists on the sidewalk.
I probably should've taken the day to clean my very messy house (my sisters and their kiddos came to play yesterday. It was an awesome day...but my house took the brunt of the tornado of fun) but I decided it would be way more fun to give our front porch a makeover. You can see why it needed one:
| I hear the Debbie Downer sound when I look at this: "wah wah" |
So...off me and the kids went to get the supplies we needed. Luckily, we live close enough to the crafts store that we can just take a quick walk (stroller ride) to the store, so we got to take advantage of the beautiful weather. (score!) We got a can of white spray paint and a can of red. (I find Rustoleum brand works best for me.) I also decided that you couldn't have a spring makeover without some flowers, so I sprung for those as well. Total I think this makeover cost about $16 - not too shabby. When we got back all three of us got busy....I got busy painting while the kids got busy being artists on the sidewalk.
It took less than an hour to get the table and chair painted and flowers potted. Here is the finished product...
I was very happy with the results and love the pop of color the table now brings to the front porch. Now if I can only find a teal/blueish pot for this flower the next time I go thrifting it would be ah-mazing!
I'd love to hear your creative ideas or see your fast fix products linked in the comments section.
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Tuesday, April 17, 2012
Tasty Tuesday (a review of)
Who else's children snack CONSTANTLY? (Good, glad I'm not alone) In fact, I have to tell them that lunch and dinner are "snacks" to get them to eat them. Kind of silly, huh? That's not the part that has given me some concern lately though. The part I think about a lot is what kind of food they are eating for their snacks (about the nutrients, lack there of, or chemicals in the foods). I've had the plan churning in my mind for a while that I really needed to come up with a healthy list of snacks they could enjoy...but with cooking, cleaning, bath time, mealtime, work, exercise, shopping...you get the picture. It's just hard to find time to plan. But, OH it is so necessary, and makes a huge impact. So, today I'm celebrating the fact that I was able to come up with a healthy snack list for the kids (ok...so maybe me and the hubby might eat some too...) that I thought I'd share. I even got brave and made some homemade protein bars for us that are oh-so-delicious!
Yummy and Healthy Snacks:
- Yogurt
- Fruit (of course)
- Veggies (another no brainer...but I should add that these and fruit tend to get eaten a lot more in my house when they are already washed, cut up and ready for little (or big) hands to to grab and go.)
- Peanut Butter Pinwheels (Spread pb on one side of a wheat torilla, sprinkle some granola and maybe some honey...fold it up and cut into sections)
- Snack Mix: Kind of like Chex Mix but healthier. I threw in whole grain cereal, raisins, granola, nuts, some Cheerios, and I added some Goldfish to break the kids in gently (their goldfish addiction is pretty strong - I don't know if they could handle stopping cold turkey, you know)
- Low Fat String Cheese
- Organic Fruit Chews
- Homemade Protein Bars (I'm including the picture and link to this below.)
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| These are super yummy and packed with great stuff. Thanks to Lindsay over at her blog, Passionate Homemaking, for posting this recipe! Here is the link back if you wanna try it out: http://www.passionatehomemaking.com/2009/11/nourishing-protein-bars-a-great-whole-foods-snack.html |
Disclaimer - I would hate for this list to make any moms out there feel like they are less than because they don't have a healthy snack list. Let me just tell you that up until this week I didn't either. I can also assure you that it will be a challenge for me to make sure I keep these or more healthy snacks stocked in the house. I'm also sure that there is some area of your life that you've got it together at this point in time and I don't! Just don't tell me what it is right now...so I can ride the high of finally making my healthy snack list :o)
What you CAN tell me is your great healthy snack idea - I'd love to add to the list!
Happy Snacking!
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Friday, April 13, 2012
Friday the 13th!
This is the day that most people (if you're honest) get a little nervous on. Even if you say you're not superstitious, you can't help but freak out a little when you see that neighborhood black cat. I thought that in honor of this day, when things are expected to go wrong, I'd share an awesome when-it-all-goes-wrong story from one of my sisters (with her permission, of course.)
Her name is Emily and she also has two children. However, she has her hands even more full than I do at this point in her life because her kids are so young. Chester is an adorable 2 yr old, and also Noah's best buddy. Her daughter, Sophie, is almost 4 months old and is the cutest little chunk you've ever seen. Here is Emily's when-it-all-goes-wrong story, which I'll tell from her perspective (it's so much easier that way):
I'd decided a trip to the grocery store was necessary that morning, so off we went. The grocery store trip went pretty well, and it wasn't until on the way back that all the fun started. On the way back, Chester started screaming for some grapes. I was fresh out of grapes (moms should know to bring a variety of at least 10 snacks for their child to choose from, right??!) at that moment, driving in the van. We finally made it home, and as I'm trying to feverishly unload the groceries from the car into the house, Sophie decides she'll join in the fun and start screaming too. (At this point I'm sweating, as if I already didn't feel nasty enough from skipping a shower in an effort to get to the grocery store.) So, I begin feeding Chester grapes while I'm finishing up the groceries. It calms him down, but doesn't help Sophie. Once the groceries are in, I pick up Sophie to calm her down and fix Chester some lunch (mother are experts at doing things one handed, you know.) While Chester is eating, I sit down to nurse Sophie, who is also hungry. Of course as she begins to nurse, Chester finishes his lunch. As he begins to run around the house (in celebration of finishing his lunch, maybe?) I notice the tell tale signs that he has pooped in his diaper. As soon as Sophie has finished nursing on one side, I lay her down so that I can change Chester (and rid the house of that less-than-pleasant poop smell.) Well, Sophie does not appreciate the interruption in her meal, and picks back up screaming where she left off. I quickly change Chester and get him down for a nap (of course we're on a tight schedule that day because we had plans to meet some family that afternoon, so Chester's nap couldn't be delayed until I finished nursing.) Once I get back to Sophie, the poor thing has worked herself up pretty well. She is still crying when I pick her up, and doesn't want to eat. Then, the worst happened...she had cried so hard that all of the milk she had just eaten decided to come back up...all over her, me, and the couch. (great...) Now the house smelled like poop and vomit, magnificent!
Thankfully this story had a happy ending. After everyone and everything was cleaned up, both children fell asleep - at the same time! (you know the planets have to align for this to happen!) I was able to eat my lunch in a quiet, clean-smelling house...and let me tell you, it was glorious!
Do you have an incredible when-it-all-goes-wrong story like this? I bet you do...most of us do, especially if you're a parent. When you're in the midst of one of these stories, it helps to remember two things:
1 - Later, this will make a hugely entertaining story that will bring laughter to all who hear it
2 - If you're a follower of Christ, nothing...not even the when-it-all-goes-wrong times, can separate you from the love of Christ. So even though you feel like the biggest loser, idiot, (fill in your preferred word here), that you're not...God's got it under control :o)
"And I am convinced that nothing can ever separate us from God's love. Neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither our fears for today nor our worries about tomorrow-not even the powers of hell can separate us from God's love." Romans 8:38
If you had a when-it-all-goes-wrong story that came to mind when you read this - please share in the comments section! We all love to laugh :o)
Her name is Emily and she also has two children. However, she has her hands even more full than I do at this point in her life because her kids are so young. Chester is an adorable 2 yr old, and also Noah's best buddy. Her daughter, Sophie, is almost 4 months old and is the cutest little chunk you've ever seen. Here is Emily's when-it-all-goes-wrong story, which I'll tell from her perspective (it's so much easier that way):
I'd decided a trip to the grocery store was necessary that morning, so off we went. The grocery store trip went pretty well, and it wasn't until on the way back that all the fun started. On the way back, Chester started screaming for some grapes. I was fresh out of grapes (moms should know to bring a variety of at least 10 snacks for their child to choose from, right??!) at that moment, driving in the van. We finally made it home, and as I'm trying to feverishly unload the groceries from the car into the house, Sophie decides she'll join in the fun and start screaming too. (At this point I'm sweating, as if I already didn't feel nasty enough from skipping a shower in an effort to get to the grocery store.) So, I begin feeding Chester grapes while I'm finishing up the groceries. It calms him down, but doesn't help Sophie. Once the groceries are in, I pick up Sophie to calm her down and fix Chester some lunch (mother are experts at doing things one handed, you know.) While Chester is eating, I sit down to nurse Sophie, who is also hungry. Of course as she begins to nurse, Chester finishes his lunch. As he begins to run around the house (in celebration of finishing his lunch, maybe?) I notice the tell tale signs that he has pooped in his diaper. As soon as Sophie has finished nursing on one side, I lay her down so that I can change Chester (and rid the house of that less-than-pleasant poop smell.) Well, Sophie does not appreciate the interruption in her meal, and picks back up screaming where she left off. I quickly change Chester and get him down for a nap (of course we're on a tight schedule that day because we had plans to meet some family that afternoon, so Chester's nap couldn't be delayed until I finished nursing.) Once I get back to Sophie, the poor thing has worked herself up pretty well. She is still crying when I pick her up, and doesn't want to eat. Then, the worst happened...she had cried so hard that all of the milk she had just eaten decided to come back up...all over her, me, and the couch. (great...) Now the house smelled like poop and vomit, magnificent!
Thankfully this story had a happy ending. After everyone and everything was cleaned up, both children fell asleep - at the same time! (you know the planets have to align for this to happen!) I was able to eat my lunch in a quiet, clean-smelling house...and let me tell you, it was glorious!
Do you have an incredible when-it-all-goes-wrong story like this? I bet you do...most of us do, especially if you're a parent. When you're in the midst of one of these stories, it helps to remember two things:
1 - Later, this will make a hugely entertaining story that will bring laughter to all who hear it
2 - If you're a follower of Christ, nothing...not even the when-it-all-goes-wrong times, can separate you from the love of Christ. So even though you feel like the biggest loser, idiot, (fill in your preferred word here), that you're not...God's got it under control :o)
"And I am convinced that nothing can ever separate us from God's love. Neither death nor life, neither angels nor demons, neither our fears for today nor our worries about tomorrow-not even the powers of hell can separate us from God's love." Romans 8:38
If you had a when-it-all-goes-wrong story that came to mind when you read this - please share in the comments section! We all love to laugh :o)
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Tuesday, April 10, 2012
Egg fighting Trum-phee
Do you have any quirky traditions with your family? I'm hoping you just said "yes" because it would make me feel a lot better.
I am beyond blessed to have the family I do, and this Easter all of my mom's extended family got together and one of those quirky traditions ensued. I don't even know if other people do this, but my family has an egg fight with our dyed eggs instead of hiding them. Yep, now you're thinking we're weird...and...you're probably also wondering what in the world an egg fight is. Here's the OFFICIAL rules (as per my family) to egg fighting:
- Each egg has a little end and a big end, and you're only allowed to fight like ends. (I'll pause while you go check the eggs in your frig since you don't believe me .......................................................................see? it's true!)
- One person hits and the other receives the hit. The person receiving the hit can cover up most of the egg but you have to be able to make contact. (of course)
- Whichever person's egg breaks is the loser. When both ends of your eggs are smashed, you're out.
I know this is a really complicated and highly intellectual game, so take a minute to re-read the directions if you need to ;o)
This year the egg fighting champion was my daughter, Ella. I can't tell you how ecstatic she was to receive the coveted prize: an old (1975 to be exact...maybe we should call it vintage, it sounds better) cheer leading trophy that belonged to my aunt. She put her "trum-phee" (her pretty cute pronunciation) on a special shelf that night, and even took it on a trip with us today so my sister could see it (because, as Ella informed me, she hadn't been able to see it yet.) Since the egg fight that she rocked, she has asked me a gazillion times when we're going to have another egg fight.
We all like recognition, and we all store up trophies either literal or figurative...like....
best-mom-ever trophy
champion of pinterest creations
MVP at your work
1st place for most and/or coolest toys
My prayer for my kids (heck, for me too) is that while they enjoy things they're good at, that they won't store up treasures of this nature. They only feed our ego, not our eternity. Instead I hope they'll store up trophies in the areas of :
Most devoted follower of Christ
Champion lover of ALL people
MVP of humility and authenticity
1st place in servant hood
Matt. 6:20 & Hebrews 11:26,
Lindsey
PS - Below is the picture version of the story:
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| Here the rules are being explained to rookie player, Ella. Turns out the odds were in her favor... |
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| My mom and mawmaw playing a round together. Notice the look of shock on my mom's face - the egg fighting got pretty intense |
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| Ella protecting her winning egg after the fight and looking slightly confused about what just happened |
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| The vintage "egg-fighting trum-phee" |
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| Poor eggs... |
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