Dec 092015
 

You ever have one of those weeks that feels sooo long and then you realize it is only Wednesday and you have 2 days plus the weekend to get through!? Yeah, that’s me right now.

Grace…

The weather here has been amazing, seriously above freezing all winter so far which is a far cry from our near minus 40 wind-chills that are the Canadian normal. Today, I actually wore a denim jacket with a tee and I have only had to wear my leggings a few times under my skirt. Also, driving is sooo weird because in the winter I am used to snow packed roads and ice that I naturally drive slower. In the summer months I use cruise control so I don’t speed but I never use it in the winter because of the risk of ice so I feel like I am flying!!!

Monday was a nice day. I was able to play a bit of Bible study catch up. I decided to begin reading through the Bible chronologically through Bible Gateway this month and it has been fun and wonderful and a little insane. You see, I decided to start it now instead of in the new year because this is the busiest time of the year with kids and school and shopping and baking and cooking and simply adulting. Whew, that alone made me tired!! BUT I figured if I can stay on track while being uber busy then there is no reason why I can’t continue when life slows down.
No excuses!!

But the past two days have been insane. Yesterday started out with grocery shopping and picking up some Christmas presents. Going easy on the Christmas presents this year as the budget simply doesn’t allow for too much, and frankly, I am tired of the kids acting like we live in a disposable world where money grows on trees. This is Canada, our money is PLASTIC!!

Got home shortly after 1pm yesterday and was carrying things in when the phone rang and the caller ID said it was the Pope AKA school. I swiftly answered and the school principal was on the other line and seemed to be upset. Never a good thing.

She told me my son was okay. Also not the best way to start a conversation but you know how it goes, especially if you’re a boy mom!

I had to rush to the school and pick up my not so little man who had taken the stick of a slap shot to the eye while playing hockey with his friends. He was literally covered in blood and they had his head wrapped in gauze and he looked like a bloody pirate who had just been to war. It made me laugh and for some reason sort of reminded me of ninja turtles. Maybe this is because I am CPR trained to a fairly high level and I knew that because his vision was okay and that he didn’t lose consciousness that he was most likely alright.

We went to the hospital just to be safe and amazingly, or maybe miraculously, we were in and out within an hour! He needed two stitches but another doctor who had seen the chart was excited to see what a slap shot to the eye looked like and popped in before the stitches were done and announced that he would like to try glue. After hearing the two different doctors speaking rather heated in the hallway about potentially gluing his eye shut I knew we were getting glue which is always the best choice when possible because it tends to leave a much smaller scar (and seals the wound so it stays sterile!)

My boy got glued up and then some tape for added measure and we came home and washed those bloody clothes and I sent him to lay down because he was starting to swell.

He was fine, extremely super mild concussion diagnosed for precautionary reasons since it was impact to the head even though he has no symptoms.

Is it Friday YET?

Today, Wednesday, I woke up to pain. My back was on fire and I felt like a wishbone being eagerly torn apart in my lower back. My head was pounding and let’s be real, I felt like I had a hangover except I didn’t go to the party.

Paced around a lot and switched positions a billion times before having to get dressed and go get my daughter from school to bring to the dentist. Somehow in my pain this sweet child of mine managed to talk me into giving her 50 dollars so she can buy a new used phone from a friend. If 50 dollars would make the nagging stop for my poor head it was a great price. Plus, she offered to make dinner which was a complete bonus.

So, now this mama is feeling tired and it’s only 7pm. I haven’t even had a shower yet today and my head is seriously going to explode. Perhaps this is what happens as we age, we get migraines because all that knowledge makes our brains grow or something… Sounds scientific if I use words like cerebral cortex and neural, right?

And then reality smacks me in the face and I realize that it really is only Wednesday and that tomorrow my son has a presentation at school that I have to attend and I still need to pick up some things for the stockings while all I want to do is hibernate and enjoy my green grassed-winter.

So, for now I am going to jump off of here and over to Bible Gateway so I can read some scripture, pull out my Bible so I can highlight and take notes and chill out with God, because He has this.

“I am the vine; you are the branches. If you remain in me and I in you, you will bear much fruit; apart from me you can do nothing. This is to my Father’s glory, that you bear much fruit, showing yourselves to be my disciples.”
~John 15:5,8~

On the hunt for a book for moms of boys? Praying for Boys by MOBS co-founder Brooke McGlothlin has been with me since I was a part of its launch team a year or two ago. A great gift for any mom or mom to be and especially great for a mom of boys!

Dec 072015
 

Yeah, it’s already week two on the countdown to Jesus, God with skin on. We lit the Peace candle and the light grows strong and excitement and joy over what comes next grows.

Mary heavily pregnant with the messiah inside, kicking her ribs and tickling her sides. Following her husband dutifully to Bethlehem.

I wonder what she was thinking and how she felt. Knowing that she was carrying the Son of Man.

Was she scared every time she didn’t feel the baby move, did her ankles swell and ache? Was she excited to get the pregnancy over or did she want to keep Him safe inside forever.

As mama’s we deal with so much through a pregnancy from wondering what our baby will wear and how we will afford diapers to fears of miscarriage, stillborn, a disability, SIDS. We worry. We wonder if we will find out the sex and if we should tell if we do. Yet beautiful, young Mary knew!

She knew before the first flutter kicks that she was carrying a child. She knew it was a boy! She knew what His name would be. She knew that the world would forever be changed but surely had no idea to what degree. She expected to have a healthy baby because He was the Son of God. All of the things we consider while pregnant she knew and so did Joseph. And they didn’t need an ultrasound or some sort of techie gear to reassure her that everything was going just right.

So imagine the shock, the momentary fear, when her water broke and contractions came hard and she had nowhere to rest, nowhere to lay her child’s head. Imagine wondering if you could properly parent Jesus?!

The world contracted too while she struggled to catch her breath. The stars aligned to announce the coming of the King. The angels came and began to sing. The nations heard of this boy-child who would be king and began to slaughter every little boy forcing them to run and protect the only true innocent One.

There is a reason that we look to Mother Mary and strive to protect, defend, and be grace-filled as we chug along praying for the best.

And prophesy of old was fulfilled because out of the stump of Jesse grew a shoot and that shoot did in fact bear fruit –Jesus!

Dec 042015
 

I saw someone tweet today about God looking for us. I see that in a completely different way than what I believe that person was pointing to. I don’t see it as Him looking for us at all. In fact, I think when He is walking through the Garden of Eden and is looking for Adam and Eve that it is metaphorical because He is God and knows exactly where they are. It’s part of the omnipresent and omniscience thing God has going for Him. So, no I don’t think He is literally looking for us when we are told that He is calling our names and is searching for us.

Rather, I think that this has to do with us and our season of life. “Where are you….?” In your heart? Your spirit? Soul? Mind? Where would you like to be? How do you believe you can achieve this?

I think it is a reality check in the making as we are running around eating forbidden fruit and covering ourselves from the Lord in a season of sin He startles us to the present and says “Where are you?” in order that WE may look around and see the chaos we are in.

Maybe we aren’t even doing anything “wrong” but feel like we could be doing better. Maybe it is shouting at our children or our spouse when we are trying to mind our words and have control over our emotions. Maybe we are deep in sin and are having an emotional or physical affair with someone when we shouldn’t be and God asks where you are and YOU are able to see.

As we travel through the many seasons of life, and of scripture, we are going to be faced with struggle and strife and all things that are far from nice. That is Satan’s way.

Sure we will likely fall a billion times but God is always there to pluck us up and put us back on our feet. Speaking with Him, learning His Word and meditating on our actions before we do them (or after if it is spur of the moment) while keeping God first is the ONLY way to grow in a positive and healthy manner. It is what will cause us to lean in when we can’t see the light, pray for the person whose driving is insane instead of getting angry and adding to the negativity and rage.

Have you ever walked into a room or a house after there has been a fight and you can feel the tension in the air? That is life. All that we feel is spewed from us as energy and I want the energy I am releasing to be peaceful and most of all, something that I am not ashamed to bring to the Lord.

While you walk through Advent and Christmas this year, where do you want to be and HOW can you tweak things to get yourself there?

This is the week we celebrate Hope.

Let’s Hope in the Lord as we navigate this almost always stressful season of the year!

Nov 302015
 

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Oct 282015
 

We use the word “hope” an awful lot today. I see it all the time. Like for reals.

“I hope you do well”

“I hope you feel better”

See what I mean? Yet, all of this hope is often false. It is just a way to be kind or to say something to fill in the blank spaces. What if we changed from hope though and switched to praying? What if all of those sentences filled with the false hope that we offer was turned to God who can actually do something about it?

“I pray you do well”

“I pray you feel better”

Doesn’t that just sound more purpose driven? More authentic even.


I know each year as we light the advent candles we have one to represent hope, one for joy, one for love and one for peace. Yet, in all of these instances we are placing the meaning on the excitement over the birth of Christ. Our hope, joy, love and desire for peace are very real in this instance, they aren’t just said to fill in a blank space, they aren’t used as a blanket statement. They are in fact a prayer in themselves as we seek the Christ Child on the road to CHRISTmas.

Sure, it is great to have dreams for things and even hope that we will achieve them, I often hope I don’t hit a deer or get a ticket or _____. BUT, Instead of hoping I could act in a way to ensure I won’t get a ticket, pray that I am kept safe as I drive and have an open conversation with God about my wants, needs, desires, and everything in between.

So, let’s stop hoping and start praying, because praying is the way to make our hopes come alive. Speak to God today and tomorrow too!!

Dec 252014
 

It’s Christmas day and everything went pretty well! This was probably my most stress free Christmas on record. Normally I am a wreck, think full on tantrums, and I am never ready. However this year I prepared early and decided NOT to spend much money which meant less to wrap, which was a good thing because the few things I did need to wrap hurt my poor aching back.

We have a flu running through the hockey team, the real flu, not the stomach flu and because those hockey players of ours love to share it seems like no one was safe. My dad spent much of the last few days laying down. Today he was feeling like he was going to pass out from simple things, like setting up the tv’s for the kids, which was literally four screws and my dad is like superman, my mom often calls him Hercules because he is this ball of strength and energy who just goes so for him to be laying around and complaining of feeling like he is going to pass out is definitely not normal. Fortunately he was feeling a bit better tonight J However, I laid down this afternoon because I was feeling not right and I woke up shivering and drenched in sweat. So YAY ME I got the flu too!

I had a bath in the middle of the day! On CHRISTMAS! Say what? I know, but when you’re not feeling great why not indulge a bit? Yes, Grace!

So, I am feeling a bit better now that I have got my fever under control so I thought I would say Hi and update y’all since I have been missing for a little bit.

I have had some serious back pain since the end of July and I finally was able to get a CT scan done. I got my results yesterday morning and they weren’t great but they weren’t horrible. Apparently from having babies, being over-weight and having undiagnosed arthritis my lower back, L-5 and S-1 are showing signs of wear and tear and there is quite a bit of inflammation due to arthritis and a flare up. A six month flare up sounds insane BUT it is MUCH better than having a crazy injury that could require surgery. I was getting scared to do things simply because if I was injured I didn’t want to be making things worse. With the mild weather and rain we have been getting I am experiencing extra pain. I was given some exercises to do when I am not in pain and some exercises to not do, which will hopefully be helpful. Could definitely be worse and to have a diagnosis finally deserves a Praise God!

Last but not least, yesterday we lit the Christ candle at the center of our Advent wreaths as we counted down to Christ. I used the Cradle to Cross wreath that has been seen in Ann Voskamp’s Advent videos.

My little Jesse Tree didn’t like me playing with it so I switched up to a pretty awesome fake tree that is lit to hang my free Jesse Tree printables that came with my purchase of The Greatest Gift by Ann Voskamp. I really enjoyed reading this devotional and found it a bit of a challenge to do for 24 days straight as most Bible studies that I do tend to be a 5 day type schedule and then I do separate Bible verses and stuff over the weekends to change it up. Whatever the case, the book is awesome and totally worth it. I decided to use post it notes on the answer pages so that I can reuse the book over and over each Advent and have the fun of looking back at answers from the year before to see where God has worked in my life when it isn’t so completely obvious.

I hope and pray that everyone has had a stress free Christmas and that you have been able to keep the focus on Christ and His coming so that you and me and everyone can be saved!

How was your Christmas and what are you praying for in the new year? Do you have something that you would like me to pray for in your life? Please feel free to contact me or leave a comment by clicking the comment button by the title of this post!

Many prayers to you dear Friends! I pray that we can have a fun and encouraging time getting to know more about each other through our writing and conversations on Twitter! God has definitely blessed me with some amazing people and aside from Jesus, y’all are the greatest gift this year!

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Dec 212014
 

Jesus comesThe kids and I sat around the Christmas tree, loaded with presents from my mom who just can’t help herself and we look at each gift trying to guess what they are. My daughter and I don’t like surprises but over the years I have *tried* to accept that surprises can be a good thing and I pray that my daughter will get there too.

My son is holding up gifts and asking what each one is including the ones that aren’t his. Finally he says “it’s so weird how I can’t wait to know but I don’t want the surprise to be ruined either!” I smile at him as he picks up his hockey stick and starts to toss the ball around with the dog. The dog gets one up on him by finding another ball and so the double-puck hockey game begins.

Buddy backs up trying to prepare for where the ball will go next and he sits on baby Jesus laying there in the manger. I say “Buddy get your butt off Jesus!” my daughter freaks out that I am talking about “that guy” again and my son is laughing so hard that when the dog finally moves he picks up the little Jesus and he says “sorry”.

Then he begins to talk as he tosses that ball around some more. Asking about Jesus and guessing that at least one animal in that “stinkin barn” must’ve licked the face of the Christ-child. My mind wanders away from the scene in front of me and to that space of time all those years ago and I wonder to myself if the baby Jesus was as powerful as the Man. Did the mothers who ooh’d and awe’d over this special baby receive healing when they cradled Him or kissed His chubby cheeks? Did those animals that knew no better and reached in and touched him fill up with this new Master’s love and grace?

I am brought back to reality when my daughter says she doesn’t believe in God and she would rather go to Hell anyway. I see the damage that the past has done to her and her fear of anything good happening to her so instead she expects the worst because then anything better is a bonus. My heart breaks just a little more and yet I understand exactly where she comes from and how she feels. I want to hold her in my arms and whisper to her that she will always be loved. I want her to realize that God’s love is eternal and real. I want to be able to wipe her tear stained cheeks and pull her out of the deep that she has planted herself in and yet I know that I can only pray for her because I have been exactly where she is, stuck in a hole of black.

My son announces through slap-shots against the wall that he is going to Heaven because He believes that Jesus is our Saviour and the only way to eternal salvation. My ten year old boy says “why would I want eternal damnation when I could have eternal SALVATION” and it all makes sense to this mama who looks over at the angry daughter and prays.

She begins to giggle at her dog and gets excited about Christmas and I see glimmers of hope and deep down I know that she will be okay. I realize maybe for the first time that getting her the physical stuff that she wants isn’t going to help her heal. No hamster in the world can replicate God’s great love. So I hold my nearly empty mug of hot cocoa and for the first time in months I feel peace. God is with us. Immanuel. Right there in our messy, hockey filled living room with the TV showing the game and the kids playing and the dogs barking and yes, He is right there in the here and now changing our ugly into beautiful and like water into wine the hopeless is given grace and the room fills with hope.

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