Blowing in the wind….

May is just a busy month all around.  Our calendar looks like an ink invasion.  Yesterday we forgot Sophia’s last tumbling class…..we don’t miss out on things much, but once in a while the wires do get crossed…..we are like this napkin floating in the wind I saw at the parade last week – the strong wind lifts us and we move as we need to - pushed by the forces of life around us.

 

 

Last minute Pops concert because we just can’t play more than a few songs at the Spring concert a few weeks ago…..and one song at graduation isn’t enough so let’s get in another concert so parents can run around some more.  Sorry – negative attitude.  I’m glad my children have music in their lives!  It is important.  Now to convince the 5 year old she can survive yet again on the bleachers when she is bone tired without making noise.

We’ve had piano recital, preschool field trips, track, golf, tumbling, dentist apts, an 8th grade grad coming up, parade marching...the list goes on.   Yes, I know I'm whining.

I think summer will be better – I'm hoping it will be more relaxed.  Part of me wants the kids to relax and be kids for the summer but the realistic part is bored kids get into too much – shoot, mine get into things when we are busy!  One is hoping to pass their lifeguards, has to do some summer school (help – need transportation!), the other will be a volunteer at the local nursing home and beg for the pool as much as possible.  Church camps, swimming in healthy doses, family camp, T-ball…..the list continues.  I'll get the chores posted lest I hear "I'm bored." 

I know at one time things will return to a calm and we’ll reminisce and miss these busy times….

So for now – I’ll be the napkin in the wind.  Lord set my wind direction and keep me strong and true!

  

Psalm 135: 6-7

The Lord does whatever pleases him,
in the heavens and on the earth,
in the seas and all their depths.
⁷ He makes clouds rise from the ends of the earth;
he sends lightning with the rain
and brings out the wind from his storehouses.

I like that.

  Now to find my storehouse...

 

Happy Gumball Day!

A dozen years ago today.....we adopted two very wonderful sons on this day we've dubbed Happy Gumball Day! We have been so blessed by Anthony and Tobias and the journey of family we are on. To many more years of watching these fine sons grow into the men God is grooming them to be!
Luv you guys!  X0X0X0

Getting it off my chest....

I need to get this off my chest.  So be warned….

Easter Sunday before the service began I headed to the bathroom for a wardrobe malfunction adjustment and a gal who comes to our church once in a while exited a side door, I didn’t greet her in my haste to take care of my issue.  After a wonderful Easter service filled with music and the message of salvation given to us with forgiveness for our sins, this gal right away came to me and verbally attacked me in the church sanctuary – saying very hateful things, all starting because I didn’t’ say “hi” to her when I headed to the bathroom.  I was taken aback at the assault.  As I’ve relived this over and over and digested her works, what makes me sad is how Satan used her to deliver a message of hate. I think how during that worshipful service she was stewing and planning her attack on me as she directly came to deliver her unkind words.  She did this in front of my daughter no less.  I’m having a hard time finding any forgiveness in my heart.    I’ve some work to do.

As I have been hurt and angered by this experience, a close friend I confided in, told me it was Satan at work. That took me back and made me realize even in my own church I’ve attended 28 years Satan is still attacking.  I usually don't think this way.  We are not even safe to let our guard down in the Lord’s house.  Satan sows his seeds of hate when he can, dividing people and causing messes all over the place. There is an active “Hate Val” club growing in my church – seriously!  This gal doesn’t know me or my heart….she doesn’t even cross paths with me in my daily walk.  I am not perfect and I sin too….so why the attack?  Does she feel better for telling me off?   She was “set off” from me not saying “hi?” I know from her rantings the issue is bigger than that.  Sheesh.
My initial response was – I’m done, I’m leaving this church.  But then I stop and see the love and support I DO have from good people, brothers and sisters in Christ that I value soo much. I also know my children are aware of this and watching.  Teaching them to run from problems won’t help them in life. The people in our church that are there, Sunday after Sunday – faithful in their Christian walk are who uplift me.  No church is perfect.  There will be hateful, mean, pscho people in other churches too.  We have friends and faith family here.  So I will NOT let Satan rob that from me – he would be happy if I picked up and ran away….that would be his victory in sin.  So I hold my head up and do the best I can with the Lord’s help.  I will continue to breath – more cautiously obviously, but live my life to the best of my ability with the Lord’s guidance. Continuing to be active with my family in church.

This week as Boston suffers from an act of violence at their marathon event and all over the world we continue to see Satan doing his thing.  Binding together as Christians in this world is what we need, more love and less hate. 

I found this quote:

 My work it cut out for me…

Dear Lord, give me strength and clear vision with a forgiving heart.