Blessed is everyone that fears the Lord and follows after His ways. Psalm 128:1
Do we want to be blessed by God? If yes then the answer is simple you follow Him, you fear Him. Not a oh my He’s going to destroy me kind of fear but the good fear. The He is all powerful and can do anything type of fear. And then we follow his ways, we allow God to lead us. We use the Bible as our guide to help us follow Him as He has set out in the Bible what we need to do and given us guidelines to live by.
My question to myself and to you is this, are you blessed? I know I am blessed. All I have to do is look around me. I see 8 healthy beautiful children. I see a house with four walls and a roof that doesn’t leak. I see food on our table and animals in our pasture. Animals that will provide us with meat(sheep to be butchered in about a month), milk(goats to kid anytime now), and chickens who give us eggs.
I AM blessed. God IS good.
Even when my goats are naughty and escape their pen only to climb on my garage roof–
I AM BLESSED beyond measure.
Something I like to do when I’m feeling down or wishing for more than we have is to take a step back. I step back and look at my life through another’s eyes. We are so rich compared to others.
My Family Portrait
I had to share this family portrait that my soon to be 7 year old drew today. My in laws got the kids three easels for Christmas this year( one per two kids for the older six–babies got wooden toys) and I finally put one together today. Yes, I did, all by myself. . . . with a Dewalt. . . insert evil laugh.
Oh wait now where was I. Yes I put the easel together and B lost no time starting to create art. She drew a family portrait of our family. She even put initials above or below each character so we would know who was who. To give you a clue about how old and such I’ll put initials under the picture with their ages. B does say she wants to be an artist. She put shoes, hats and scarves on each person! My family portrait may just be one of my favorite art works of all time!
Clockwise from top left:
A- age 6
M- age 5
P- age 5
C- age 3
L- age 4
B- age 6(the artist herself)
F- 14 months
M-Mommy(that’s me!) umm I’m really short I guess
Z- 18 months
I’m surprised she didn’t put the dogs and cat on here!
My Crazy Hectic Wouldn’t Trade it Day
This picture is a favorite of mine because it is a centerpiece I made from flowers and a dead butterfly that my kids found for me on a nature walk this past year. Examining the butterfly and talking about the different parts and being able to look at it up close really helped the kids understand the beautiful creatures.
Now for my crazy hectic wouldn’t trade it day! It’s Sunday which means church. We’ve recently started attending a new church where several of our homeschool friends go. They actually have a Sunday school program as there are so many kids! At our last church my kids were the only kids so we never had a Sunday school. I decided to take the kids to Sunday school today(remember my husband is gone until tomorrow night). Sunday school actually went really well! I think the kids did great for a first time! Of course three of them went into one class and the other 5 were in the same class. . . I think we doubled the size of that class. On to church!
My kids love the worship service at church. Before the music even starts Colin has his hymnal open and is “singing” the song. He is only 3 but loves to sing. I’ve caught him many times singing to his baby sister Fionna. So Colin is singing, Fionna is laughing(she’s 14 months) and the rest are behaving really well. Worship goes really well except they forget to come to our row for offering. Thanks to the young man who noticed and had them come back, my kids were about to go ballistic because they hadn’t been able to give their quarters to Jesus.
Sermon time. I’m sitting there with the kids all around me listening to the sermon when a little voice speaks. “I like the poocher,” says Colin. . . . I’m wracking my brain to try and figure out what a poocher is. So I ask him, “Mommy doesnt’ know what you mean can you explain?” Colin gives me a look and shakes his head. “Mommy you know the poocher he sings for us.” Ok so I’m still clueless. I ask him again to explain. Exasperated now he points up front and says, “Right there Mommy he’s talking, he’s the poocher.” Ok, new word for mommy poocher=preacher. By this point Fionna is sitting on the floor coloring on a Sunday school paper and Zyera(18 months) is asleep in my lap. Church ends and we all make it to the van unscathed.
Home! Kids change clothes and play outside while I fix lunch as it’s in the 50’s out(in January!). Then I happen to notice that Fionna managed to get a sticker off her older sister’s paper stuck to her. . .it’s a monkey. . . .how appropriate!
After lunch more time playing outside and swinging. In for a supper of peanut butter and honey on homemade gluten free bread, baked tuscan herb potato chips, dill pickles and yogurt topped with strawberries and blueberries(frozen from what I put up last year). Whole milk plain yogurt(I’ll post soon about where we get it) with fruit is my kids favorite dessert! I’m so glad my kids love good for them foods. Now a short movie and to bed they go! Then Mommy has to get busy and do the dishes and laundry. Should be fun. I may just watch a movie and have some warm apple cider.
Body Image and Our Girls Today
What are we telling the girls of today that they should look like? What they should strive to make their bodies into?
Okay so this is a big peeve of mine so thought I’d share this picture. When did society change? When did real women become less than desirable? When did the media start telling us we all need to be a size zero with no tummy or fat(which by the way would mean no breasts as they’re primarily fat–so where did those skinny mini’s get those size D cups)? Sorry this is my rant.
Marilyn Monroe was a sex icon. She was real size woman with real curves. You could not see her bone structure. All the girls on the bottom have real figures. They’re not fat, they’re real women. They are proportional.
I was reading an article about models and plus size figures the other day. I was shocked when they showed a picture of two nude models side by side. One was the standard super skinny model where you could see her bony shape and the other was a plus size model who looked comfortable and happy in her own skin(which by the way was a beautiful color and shape reminiscent of Marilyn). The kicker was when I saw the sizes. The woman who makes her living modelling plus size clothing only wears a size 6! Really since when is size 6 a plus size?! When I think plus size I think of size 14 and up. Not a size 6. . . . I wear a size 5 or 7 in juniors so probably a size 6 in womens. Am I to think of myself as plus sized? Should I be starving myself to lose weight?
My answer to that is no. I am not going to starve myself-eat healthy yes but not starve. I am considered overweight for my height already and I’m ok with that. According to the medical charts I should only weigh between 95 and 105 pounds. I graduated high school at 105 pounds. I’m slightly under 5 foot tall. So I’m a bit flabby. . .oh well. My husband loves me! I love me! My kids love me! That is all that matters.
My question to everyone is this. . . .what example are you giving to the children of today? By your actions how are you influencing your children, neices, etc? I personally am happy with my body. I’ve given birth to four beautiful children and my body has changed from where I was as a teenager. That is normal, that is natural, that is how God made us.
Update to say that I have given birth to five wonderful babies now. I still do not have a “model” body but I’m happy in my skin. I still don’t believe we all need to be a size 0 to be considered sexy and healthy. Please do not define your worth by your clothing size and please don’t teach your children that they should be skinny or that they’re going to get fat. My height has still not changed and I’ll tell you I don’t weigh anywhere near that 105 lbs!!
Remember what you’re saying about body image and girls today when you look at the clothing catalog.
I had a rough night last night. My husband is gone for a conference. He left Thursday and won’t get back until late Monday night so it’s mommy home alone with the 8 kids and animals. Normally it’s not bad but last night I had a little one who was sick. My littlest one, actually was up sick until 2 am. Anyone knows with kids that it’s no fun to have a sick child but when that sick child is only 14 months old it’s especially hard as they don’t understand. The good news is she’s up and going having tons of fun this morning. Mommy on the other hand is a big draggy, lol. To top that off last night I got a bit of news that has upped my penchant for worrying.
I got out my devotional this morning and was reading and was struck by a verse that they were talking about. The lesson today was about how Faithful God is, God is faithful.
“( ) He will not forsake thee, neither destroy thee, nor forget the covenant of they fathers which he sware unto them.”
God is there. God is faithful. God cares and He is watching us. He is not going to give us more than we can handle with Him. That’s the key, making sure we go to Him with our worry and our problems and not try to carry them and handle them on our own. I know that I sometimes don’t run to God as fast as I should with my problems. I try to handle them on my own and get consumed with worry and try to work out my own problems. We just have to trust in Him and put everything we have in His care trusting that He knows what is best for us and will never leave or forsake us.
My devotional ended with this quote that I really liked and wanted to share.
God’s designs regarding you, and His methods of bringing about these designs, are
The picture of the roses are actually of my rose bush this past summer. I LOVE roses! God is faithful. Look at the flowers and the animals around you for reassurance.
I took my kids to the zoo on Thursday and we had a great time. Who knew it could be over 60 degrees in the beginning of January in MO! Anyway we had a great time but one site we saw made me stop and go wow. God is good. I will post the picture here for you guys to see, but the sight just made me stop and I had to make myself move on to keep up with the kids. I was hit by the fact that God was telling me to just be. To just know that He is God and He is watching out for me and my family. It was a poignant reminder that God is God.
Does anyone else ever have these moments? Where you are struggling with something and questioning what God’s will is or what you should do? We are the parents of 8 children, only four of which are biological, two we’ve adopted and we have guardianship of two. One of the oldest who has lived with us for over half of her life may have to leave us and live with her biological father who she really doesn’t know. She has several issues that need lots of love and attention, and I find my heart breaking over this. I needed this “God moment”. This just goes to show He knows what we need and He will give it to us and let us know He is still there.
Be Still and Know that I AM God!