Ok...so I just realized that the quickest way to clean up Cheerios off of, well about anything is to just simply pop them in my mouth. I didn't really realize that I did this until I got a soggy one and gagged. Once I realized that I did it, I am embarrassed to admit that I found myself doing it many times a day. I am a human vacuum cleaner.
Eating cheerios off the floor reminded me of a couple things. First, moms are crazy busy and usually pretty hungry for about anything because they forget to feed themselves (more than leftover hot dog pieces and half consumed Capri Suns!)
Second, and on a more serious note, it reminded me of a scripture in Mark 7, "And he said unto her, Let the children be filled first, for it is not good to take the children's bread and throw it to the dogs. But she answered and said to him, Yes, Lord, yet even the little dogs under the table eat from the children's crumbs." In this passage Jesus is testing a woman's faith. The woman persistently asked Jesus to heal her daughter. Jesus did heal the daughter because of the woman's faith. "O woman, great is your faith," he says to her. The woman was believing God against many odds including her stature as a Gentile.
Against many odds. I am facing many odds. We all are. They may not be the same odds but we all have them. It is here, where the Cheerios meet the floor. What are we to do when life gives us crumbs?? Will we have great faith or will we complain and declare why me?? Next time I pop a Cheerio in my mouth I think I'll remind myself that my God is able to do more than I can even utter. He takes care of my kids. He feeds me. His rod and staff comfort me. I have nothing to fear. He is the I AM. I have no need of worry or discontent. He know if a sparrow (or Cheerio) falls.
Who knew there was more to a Cheerio than lower cholesterol??
Friday, August 14, 2009
Friday, June 19, 2009
A Simple Smile
I was talking to my sister this morning. I talk to her probably an average of 11 times every day. She is my bff. We laugh at ourselves together and cry together all over the phone line. We haven't lived close to one another since we got married except for 1 long year when my sister's husband was away with the military.
Anyway, my sister was sharing with me about a friend whose son was taken to the hospital with trouble breathing. The doctors didn't know what to make of it. He was pale and losing weight. My sister and I briefly discussed cancer as it seems like every where we turn someone else is diagnosed with something.
No one can seem to figure out exactly why we are experiencing a barrage of disease in our lives. We can guess that it is related to our food and our environment. Yet I have also read books and heard people speak recently about emotions and disease too.
I have heard it over and over that it takes more muscles to frown than to smile. So I know that smiling has to be better, yet I find myself doing it less. It seems like it takes more effort to smile. I just get so busy or caught up life.
Well...someone else noticed that I don't seem to smile much. A precious saint of God invited me to lunch yesterday. We chit chatted and enjoyed our meal. As I was leaving she hugged me and said, "You are so beautiful when you smile. I don't see you smile much." I just began to cry for 2 reasons. First, because it was such a sweet thing for her to say and second because I was convicted at the same time.
As her words rang through my mind, I heard my heavenly Father's words through hers. I knew He was telling me to remind my face that He had done a mighty work on my behalf by sending His Son to take on this world for me. I may think I live like it but it wasn't really showing.
I am smiling more today and I have to remind myself to do it a majority of the time. Yet I am believing that as I do, the world will want to know why and boy do I have a story to tell!
Anyway, my sister was sharing with me about a friend whose son was taken to the hospital with trouble breathing. The doctors didn't know what to make of it. He was pale and losing weight. My sister and I briefly discussed cancer as it seems like every where we turn someone else is diagnosed with something.
No one can seem to figure out exactly why we are experiencing a barrage of disease in our lives. We can guess that it is related to our food and our environment. Yet I have also read books and heard people speak recently about emotions and disease too.
I have heard it over and over that it takes more muscles to frown than to smile. So I know that smiling has to be better, yet I find myself doing it less. It seems like it takes more effort to smile. I just get so busy or caught up life.
Well...someone else noticed that I don't seem to smile much. A precious saint of God invited me to lunch yesterday. We chit chatted and enjoyed our meal. As I was leaving she hugged me and said, "You are so beautiful when you smile. I don't see you smile much." I just began to cry for 2 reasons. First, because it was such a sweet thing for her to say and second because I was convicted at the same time.
As her words rang through my mind, I heard my heavenly Father's words through hers. I knew He was telling me to remind my face that He had done a mighty work on my behalf by sending His Son to take on this world for me. I may think I live like it but it wasn't really showing.
I am smiling more today and I have to remind myself to do it a majority of the time. Yet I am believing that as I do, the world will want to know why and boy do I have a story to tell!
Tuesday, March 17, 2009
Changes
The sun is out today and it is suppose to be so very warm. But remember, I live in Chicago. One step outside reminds me that it may be 70 in someone's car but definately not outside! I love to take walks around my neighborhood, but not when my poor baby boy has to wince every few seconds at the wisps of cold air up his nose.
Alas, spring is coming. Warmer days and truly 70 degree days are on their way! Hooray. Warmth seems to energize and get people going. The sun seems to pull us out of the doldrums of winter. How true with The Son as well.
I renamed my blog today. No more Sara Jane Says. The main reason is that I truly know nothing. I may have some vague ideas about this and that but most of the time I really don't have a clue. And guess what? I'm okay with that...or getting there anyway. I am on a journey to truly let go of everything. I'm not in charge. All I can do is fumble through ONE DAY at a time while depending on the truth of Christ to set me free and the grace of Christ to keep me that way. He says and He is. And when the I AM speaks, I want to gobble up every morsel.
Hopefully my each day will point you to its Creator. I am nothing and He is everything. To God be the glory great things HE HAS done (and will continue to do)!
Alas, spring is coming. Warmer days and truly 70 degree days are on their way! Hooray. Warmth seems to energize and get people going. The sun seems to pull us out of the doldrums of winter. How true with The Son as well.
I renamed my blog today. No more Sara Jane Says. The main reason is that I truly know nothing. I may have some vague ideas about this and that but most of the time I really don't have a clue. And guess what? I'm okay with that...or getting there anyway. I am on a journey to truly let go of everything. I'm not in charge. All I can do is fumble through ONE DAY at a time while depending on the truth of Christ to set me free and the grace of Christ to keep me that way. He says and He is. And when the I AM speaks, I want to gobble up every morsel.
Hopefully my each day will point you to its Creator. I am nothing and He is everything. To God be the glory great things HE HAS done (and will continue to do)!
Sunday, January 04, 2009
Just so you know...
Wow...I know. 2 posts in 1 day is just over the top :).
My desire is to use my blog as a journal of sorts to process through my last couple months and perhaps create my very first manuscript. Your comments would be especially helpful over the course of the next few months :)
Thanks to everyone who stops by just to check in. You keep me going! :)
My desire is to use my blog as a journal of sorts to process through my last couple months and perhaps create my very first manuscript. Your comments would be especially helpful over the course of the next few months :)
Thanks to everyone who stops by just to check in. You keep me going! :)
Surprise, Surprise
It has been far too long. I have missed the quiet times of posting on my blog. It has been so long since I have posted that I have been deleted from a few blogger friends blogs :). Alas, I return.
What an incredible almost 5 months it has been. Adding another child to the mix has definitely been overwhelming. When praying for another child, I specifically prayed that the Lord would only bless me with a child if I could handle it (He must know something I don't). There have been times of intense personal struggle during this time but with that comes intense personal growth if we yield to the potter as His clay.
New years bring feelings of being better in one way or another. I could make many long lists of ways that I want to "be better" or "live better." More than that, I just want to know my precious Savior better. I don't want to "box Him in" if I may steal that phrase from one of my favorite Christian singers. He's a big God and I can't wait to experience Him in newer and more and greater ways.
My children continue to be a source of overwhelming joy. (I can hear their daddy reprimanding them right now in the other room :) ) For some reason I think God gives us children just to force us to grow up ourselves! Sometimes I can't believe that I'm the mom and I am responsible for three precious children. Wow. What a responsibility.
I recently was having a discussion with my oldest about where babies come from. I had told her that her daddy was going to have a minor surgery this month so that we wouldn't have any more babies. She asked lots of questions so I began explaining to her that women have eggs. And she looked up at me and said, "I have eggs inside me." I answered her, "Yes, honey. You do." She quickly responded, "Do I just poop them out and they become a baby?" Oh where to go from here. I tried to explain as best as I could without getting too deep for a 7 year old. She just interrupted me and said, "Mom, you could try to explain this to me for hours and I wouldn't understand." Enough said. Thank goodness she didn't really want to know anymore.
My son is asked the other day when he would know when it was time to leave home. He was concerned that he wouldn't know when to go or who to marry. How sweet is that. He was convinced up until then that he could just marry his sister. He still doesn't quite understand. He's okay with that and so am I.
My precious baby reminds me everyday that I don't want my kids to grow up too quickly. I have a lot of growing to do. Too bad I can't make that part happen quickly. I wonder how many times the Lord has to take me around the mountain again because I just am not getting it. I wonder how He remains so patient when I just don't get it. Thank goodness He is. I learn so very slow. I think He's okay with that.
What an incredible almost 5 months it has been. Adding another child to the mix has definitely been overwhelming. When praying for another child, I specifically prayed that the Lord would only bless me with a child if I could handle it (He must know something I don't). There have been times of intense personal struggle during this time but with that comes intense personal growth if we yield to the potter as His clay.
New years bring feelings of being better in one way or another. I could make many long lists of ways that I want to "be better" or "live better." More than that, I just want to know my precious Savior better. I don't want to "box Him in" if I may steal that phrase from one of my favorite Christian singers. He's a big God and I can't wait to experience Him in newer and more and greater ways.
My children continue to be a source of overwhelming joy. (I can hear their daddy reprimanding them right now in the other room :) ) For some reason I think God gives us children just to force us to grow up ourselves! Sometimes I can't believe that I'm the mom and I am responsible for three precious children. Wow. What a responsibility.
I recently was having a discussion with my oldest about where babies come from. I had told her that her daddy was going to have a minor surgery this month so that we wouldn't have any more babies. She asked lots of questions so I began explaining to her that women have eggs. And she looked up at me and said, "I have eggs inside me." I answered her, "Yes, honey. You do." She quickly responded, "Do I just poop them out and they become a baby?" Oh where to go from here. I tried to explain as best as I could without getting too deep for a 7 year old. She just interrupted me and said, "Mom, you could try to explain this to me for hours and I wouldn't understand." Enough said. Thank goodness she didn't really want to know anymore.
My son is asked the other day when he would know when it was time to leave home. He was concerned that he wouldn't know when to go or who to marry. How sweet is that. He was convinced up until then that he could just marry his sister. He still doesn't quite understand. He's okay with that and so am I.
My precious baby reminds me everyday that I don't want my kids to grow up too quickly. I have a lot of growing to do. Too bad I can't make that part happen quickly. I wonder how many times the Lord has to take me around the mountain again because I just am not getting it. I wonder how He remains so patient when I just don't get it. Thank goodness He is. I learn so very slow. I think He's okay with that.
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