The Joys Of Family and Hearth

You would think how can removing wallpaper be therapeutic? For me it was, it was a total release. I wallpapered my bathroom 12 years ago when we first moved into our house. We had so many dreams for our home and our growing family. My style then was one I admired, one for the time period in history. And two because all the other Titus 2 women I followed seemed to have a similar style. When designing my home in the first few years, my heart and soul went into how I wanted it to be. How it should look, what the look reflects, How I wanted my husband and children to feel about it. There was a lot of emotion tied up into my home. Partly I think because I moved quite a bit as a child, but always considered my grandparents house my "home" , my safe place, my warm spot, and the soft place to fall. For many years it was that. For me, My mom, my cousins. etc. It still is for me now because my mom is there. There is a certain level of attachment to the home. Not really the ph...

You, Lord, are forgiving and good, abounding in love to all who call to you. Psalm 86:5 I  haven't update my blog in quite sometime. Because frankly I wasn't sure how to.  It has taken many months for me to come to grips with certain circumstances in my life. Which, I'm finally ready.. I think.. to share with all of you. Since I last updated my blog in the summer I've been dealing with many changes in my family structure. Some of which.. I found absolutely devastating.. at the time.. but now I am able to cope a lot better then before. I will not lie, my faith has wavered. I have struggled desperately within myself to find out the whys? I will never know. I will only know that GOD has a purpose in it all. And I must remain faithful to him to see how it all plays out. Jeremiah 29:11 . For I know the plan s I have for you,” declares the Lord , “ plan s to prosper you and not to harm you, plan s to give you hope and a future.     I have clung to thi...

Today was one of those days. You know the kind I'm talking about. The kind of day that doesn't go as you planned it to. Yesterday..today looked so differently.  You see yesterday I had a plan for today.. and it went something like this.. wake up usual time, finish up the laundry, clean out car and load it up, leave house nice and clean for when hubby comes home. Leave and get to our second home by lunch time.. this way I would be able to inventory the food contents, figure out a menu and shop.. then have the rest of the day to ourselves. Enjoying out time here. Instead, it went like this: Woke up LATE, not minutes late but 2 1/2 HOURS later then usual. My precious 9 year old had cleaned the kitchen up, and straightened the living room up, to the best of her ability.. She was excited to get on the road today.. :) Started that last load of wash, but would have to wait for that to finish because I need to pack some stuff from that load.. Woke up my 13 year old... He st...

The other day I was playing with my 18 month old son. He was on my lap and happily chanting, "mama, mama, mama" but I was trying to send a text to someone. So he took his chubby little hands, and grabbed my face to turn it towards him and force me to look at him. "mama, mama" ..  "Yes, baby" and then he gives me the hand signal to follow him. And I did. He took me out the back door to play. We had a great time. But it got this mama to thinking.. I thought it was super cute that he grabbed my face. But then I thought.. how sad.. he had to grab my face to get my attention because I was wrapped up in an electronic. An item that allows us to have noncommittal relationships with our family members, old high school/collage friends/ people we don't see or even hear from if it wasn't for facebook! Texting/Facebook and other applications out there, enable us to share some great things with people, yet take us away from the very people we are spend...

Back to posting my menu, it will hopefully help me with accountability. :) We will have: Meatless Mondays, Crockpot Wednesday, and Cookout Fridays. :) M: Broccoli, Rice Casserole T: Beef and Broccoli Stir Fry W: Crockpot Chicken Fajitas TH: Beef Stroganoff FR: Cookout- Burgers and Sides SA: Crock pot Mac N Cheese SU: Oriental Chicken over Rice M: Baked Mac N Cheese, this is a red version of mac n cheese T: Lasagna Roll ups, Salad W: Buffalo Chicken Sands, with fixings TH: Pizza Night FR:Cookout, Steaks and Potatoes, Veggie SA: Breakfast for dinner SU: Dr. Pepper Slow cooker pork.

I've been  told several times in the past the God uses our experiences to grow us.  For the past five years we've been struggling with different things on and off. Seriously who doesn't have issues that they deal with on a daily basis. Well our hearts, and minds are being pulled in a direction we honestly NEVER saw coming. I know that God is with us. I know that with God we will overcome. I will accept my accountability in our issue. The past week as brought days of sorrow, I am saddened.. my heart is broken, I feel let down, I am disappointed, I am hurting. I am struggling with anxiety, depression.. and overall fear of the unknown. This issue has to do with one of my children. I don't know if your ever prepared for when your children disappoint you. It's hard for me to accept.  BUT, I am moving past the ME part... I am pouring my heart into scriptures and TRUSTING that GOD has a plan in all this. That GOD is in control of EVERYTHING. That GOD knows...

Once a month I meet with some dear sisters in Christ for a bible study. This past study opened my eyes to so much. We read Jonah, we talked about diligence.   DILIGENCE, n. [L. , to love earnestly; to choose. ]1. Steady application in business of any kind; constant effort to accomplish what is undertaken; exertion The conversation led to our dear husbands. I sat around with 6 woman, All of us praising the diligence of our husbands. And then discussing how the World is tearing them apart.   One husband is a teacher.. 70+ hours a week, teaching in a urban area where the kids will freely tell him, my parents don't care why should I.. Yet our screwed up system tells the teacher it's their fault the kids aren't learning. One husband, working two jobs to make ends meet as well as his wife who works part time. One husband, a correction officer.. over crowded prisons, forced over time... One husband, a manger of a busy facility 70+ work weeks, starting over ...