In which I find the phrase, "the blind leading the blind" apropos...

Lemmings. (See: mindless,hairy rodents who follow their rodent leader off a cliff with no thought to self-preservation or self-thought)

Truth: Lemmings follow mass-migratory patterns over, under, and through many obstacles when their population grows too rapidly for their habitat. This means that the little mammals - who are usually great swimmers - can sometimes miscalculate their own abilities and drown in the rivers they are attempting to ford.

The misconception of mass suicide has been encouraged over the years by the media.

Truth: that's one thing lemmings DO have in common with the American people...mass media says something and we believe every word that's spoken.

(See: Mass media would have the Republican faithful believe that Mitt Romney has the election in the bag...certain sources outside of the mainstream seem to think Mitt Romney is panicking because his lead isn't NEARLY as solid as Fox, NBC, and other major news corporations affirm. In fact, if these outliers have any spark of truth, Ron Paul is closer to the White House by quite a few delegates...)

I don't care really. I know who I am voting for and I am not here to talk about my political beliefs. Heck, I'm not even going to rave about my "religious" views - much...

No, my rant has more to do with how any American Citizen - educated or not - can look at the government and say with complete confidence,

"I love the way the government is being run. In fact, I love it so very much, I am willing to sell my SOUL to believe everything our faithful leaders promise. And I don't mind taking every handout they give me either...because as long as it's not coming from my own pocket, I don't care what hard-working citizen gets taxed to pay for my lazy, greedy lifestyle."

Frankly, these people make me feel extremely unChrist-like. I admit it. I'm human, I'm a sinner by nature of my old self, and being redeemed by God doesn't actually MAKE me perfect. His grace through me and in me are working on that part of the covenant...

My own sinful nature creeps up still to ruin the image in which I was created. I've been struggling it out with my Creator; it's a process that won't speed up or slam to a halt on the views of others who read this post. You don't like what I say here, that's fine. You are free to own opinions and world views. Just don't screw with my worldview when I speak up.

My husband and I went into debt to get our degrees. We fought through years of hard work and meaningless, mundane jobs to get to where we are. We are not independently wealthy by ANY stretch of the imagination, but we work for everything we have. Someday we hope to have that hard work pay off when our children and our children's children can be secure in the knowledge that we stewarded God's abundance well and we've left a legacy of security because of it...

We made mistakes and we lost money and respect for some of our choices. It's part of being human. But we are trying to do God's will as best we can. And we are seeing the rewards of living in that will. It doesn't take care of the consequences automatically, but it does give us hope that our future will be all the better for our surrender.

We help others in need. At some point in our life, we want to expand our abilities to give with open hands to the poor, the widows, and the orphans of this world. It's our God-given responsibility and it's also our responsibility as citizens of this universe. We reach out because we WANT to. We are two people. Hopefully, if our children catch on we will carry on that legacy of servanthood to them as well.

I am not boasting about our successes; just stating fact. We DO what we can with what we have to bring heaven to earth. We want to do more.

You don't like being stolen from right? No one does. It's a violation of our rights as human beings to life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness. You have someone rob you; you are going to feel the pain and violation of that act.

So why is it that by and large the American people - at least the lower class ones - seem to feel it's all right to steal? Don't believe me?

Our healthcare sucks - royally. The insurance companies are out for blood money and they aren't afraid to exploit their customers to get every last drop. Meanwhile health care costs skyrocket, pharmaceutical companies ram more and more drugs down our throats, and the government lobbyists tuck away a pretty penny as well. All the while our taxes go up and we are forced to pay money toward whatever new whims the government decides will benefit us. And we don't ask questions...

Trillions of dollars in debt...with more added to that heavy burden every day. Where does it all go? Because I'm sorry, but I don't really see an improvement in our healthcare, our education, our roads, our security...

Meanwhile our president has taken numerous vacations in the four years he's been in office. I am not counting, nor am I going to give any actual numbers regarding just how many days he's been outside of the White House enjoying himself. As the President of a massive nation, I do not begrudge the man a break to rest and recuperate. Every president that I know of in recent years has golfed, vacationed, and enjoyed luxuries I can only imagine. I don't begrudge a few perks for the Commander in Chief of our nation.

But $4,000,000 vacations? Are you kidding me? The taxpayers are footing the bill for vacations they will NEVER see in their lifetimes and we're okay with this just because he's the President?

Not a chance. $4,000,000 could have fed a nation of starving children for life...and the next couple generations at that...

I take care of the family budget. Sometimes I do a poor job of it, but I have to BUDGET every penny for months or weeks in advance just to pay for a $400 vacation. And I feel the harshness when those dollar bills leave my hand, thinking of what good it could have done for someone else. Does this mean I hem and haw and fuss over that money after all's said and done? No. I DO however, know the value of every dollar that I've spent on pleasure.

Now tell me, because this is the argument I hear regularly from the Obama health care supporters...

If Obama was such a SAINT for helping redistribute the wealth to the poor with his policies and laws, why on earth are you not charging him with hypocrisy? Because I'm not even going to mention that HIS healthcare insurance is completely paid for and will be his for life even after his term runs out - and it's a hell of a lot better insurance than any normal American citizen is ever going to get, Obamacare or not...

He just spent $4,000,000 of your hard working dollars on a VACATION...and you think he's going to save you money on insurance costs by ramming his own version of nationalized healthcare down our throats.

$4,000,000 could definitely give the poor in our country some decent health care. So why are you  so willing to argue that the rich in this country should be redistributing their wealth more equally among the lower classes - like the wealthy don't deserve what they've worked for - and yet you do not see how Obama IS exactly what he complains the top 1% of our nation are - a greedy, undeserving, money-hungry miser.

And don't even get me started on the argument that this whole screwed up mess is a racial issue. I find it fascinating that the Obama worshippers are the most vocal about all the racial issues...

Obama is not even a full blooded African American. He's a mutt. Just like I'm a mutt. I have a bit of Native American in me...it doesn't mean I'm gungho to start scalping people or start throwing all the blame of my money problems on the government because they shoved my ancestors onto tiny little reservations. I have Irish in me. I have Polish in me. I am French and English, and a bunch of other strange and wonderful and awful and beautiful ethnicities...I wish I did have a little African in me...maybe some Chinese and Japanese just to round myself out a bit. Each one of these ethnic groups has seen both good and bad in their history.

Unfortunately, they all seem terribly adept at repeating the bad in their history and not quite so good at learning from their mistakes...Caucasians included.

I don't give a flying fart about what percentage of melanin is in my President's skin. He can be black, white, yellow, red, orange, green or blue. Heck, I like the color purple even. I don't care if the leader of our country is male, female, young or old, married or single. She can be the most beautiful woman in the world, or she can be an ugly hag...He can be charming and charismatic or he can shock the pants off the people with his vulgar, backcountry hick speech.

I DON'T CARE...

What I do care about is that our President represent the people he leads. That means - in my book - servanthood, sacrifice, understanding, unconditional love, and selfless service that transcends ALL boundaries. I want to follow a man who represents the greatest and best parts of being human. I want a man who is not apologetic about the freedoms and standards that our country should - and once did - stand for. I want a man (or woman) who is the first to lead the charge against tyranny and oppression and the last to retreat in the face of other's bigotry and prejudice.  I want a President who shows by his character and moral uprightness that he will not be overcome by corruption and bribery and scandal. I want a leader that I can be PROUD to follow, not one I'm ashamed to even look at.

I want a leader who is more concerned about setting an example of service and sacrifice than a leader who feels ENTITLED to $4,000,000 vacations and other's hard-earned paychecks. I want a leader who lives with his/her hands OPEN as an expression of just how much he or she is willing to give to others without expecting anything in return. I want other nations to look at ours as a beacon of hope and humanity, a small piece of heaven on earth when all other countries struggle with hopelessness and despair, war and hate and death and disease. I want a President who is the first to eat meager rations during war time and the last to enjoy the luxuries of hot water and health care and fine clothing. I want him or her to be the first to donate the firstfruits of their wealth to meeting the needs of the poverty-stricken.

I know that whoever leads this country will be far from perfect. It's inevitable, unless we've decided that God's going to take over the kingship again, we will get an imperfect human being in office.

I just want that human being to stop playing God. Stop thinking with his wallet and start thinking with the heart that God gave him or her. I want them to stop seeking the power for their own gain and start seeking how best to use the power they've been given to meet the needs of the people they lead.

In which life is what happens in the middle of my plans...

Life is what happens when you're busy making other plans...

~ John Lennon

I recently heard a song called "Dancing in the Minefields by Andrew Peterson.

It's about marriage and giving it everything we've got. I took it a little further...

To me, it says that life is all about everything that happens (good and bad) in the midst of all of our planning/plotting/scheming...

It says that what makes it worth every last bit of the battle, is those moments in between our scheduled events that have us dancing. Sometimes the dance is somber and quiet, a reflection of our grief, pain, sorrow, etc. Other times, the dance is one of joy and peace and utter contentedness.

My children are sick today. My brain is foggy from lack of sleep and I've been unmotivated in EVERYTHING...my husband came home from work with a headache and a bit of a dwarf Grumpy complex. He's doing better now, but I was looking to him to be MY support and encouragement and it didn't really work out that way. I found myself being the rock HE could lean on. And right now this ROCK is pretty much worn down by the floods of life. So support is sadly lacking.

It's funny, because just a few days previous, we were rejoicing and living off the high that comes from getting rid of several major debts!

Now we are giving Tylenol, wiping runny noses, and changing the mess after our children miss the toilet/diaper...

I have not written a substantial piece of ANYTHING for several weeks and the withdrawal is driving me crazy...

I'm exhausted, my tank is completely empty, and my head aches with a weariness I can no longer fight.

Thank God, for His never changing, never stopping, always and forever love. He is holding me and I can sense His presence even through the fog...

In which I realize that ruts are only as deep as I dig them...

I've been in a funk for a little while...

Which is why the blogs are not getting posted, household chores are piling up, dinner seems to be leftovers (a lot), and I stay up until God knows when paging through pages of fiction trying to figure out where the story is going (and how on earth I got so far off track in the interim)

Yup. I am stuck in a rut.

Although, technically I am in the process of climbing OUT of the rut. So it's not really stuck per se...and well, oh who am I kidding?

I am climbing out, but the exit is a whole lot more tedious than the entrance. Because in the process of falling into the rut, I somehow managed to find a shovel in my hand, digging my way further down.

Believe me, the logic was sound when I first started digging. Somehow, I'd convinced myself that digging DOWN was the most effective way to climbing UP.

You had to be there during my reasoning period...

You ever get the feeling that you KNOW what the problem is...but you PRETEND you don't see it staring you in the face?

That was - is - me.

I like to blame it on all manner of things - this rut digging.

• It's my hormones going all wonky. (I love that word wonky)
• My kids, husband, house is driving me crazy
• I am sick
• I am tired
• I am sick AND tired
• My kids are sick...
• I don't feel like undigging myself...
• I'M not in a RUT
• Whatever

In the end, the only one able to put myself INTO the rut is the only able to get myself OUT of the rut...

ME

It's pretty simple and straightforward. And a lot of really famous people have said it WAY better than me.

Habit is necessary; it is the habit of having habits, of turning a trail into a rut, that must be incessantly fought against if one is to remain alive.
Edith Wharton

And

The great advantage of being in a rut is that when one is in a rut, one knows exactly where one is.
Arnold Bennett

And my personal favorite...

The only difference between a rut and a grave are the dimensions.
Ellen Glasgow

I'm done with this rut...pretty sure I will dig myself another one at least once more in my lifetime...also pretty sure I know the way out!

Psalm 28:7 ~

The LORD is my strength and my shield; My heart trusts in Him, and I am helped; Therefore my heart exults, And with my song I shall thank Him.

(New American Standard Bible)

The Joy of the Lord is My Strength...

Keep saying that until it's true; then keep saying it because it IS true...

 

In which I discover that Restoration often begins with Destruction

 I have learned an important and valuable lesson that I can only attribute to God, because up until now...well, let's just say my readings of the Old Testament really sucked.

Oh I found insight and inspiration for sure. I also found death, destruction, despair, sin, and a never ending cyle of violence...or so I thought. I have been constantly disgusted by the words I've read. The laws that showed just how impossible it was to measure up to God's standards.Even there I found hope, because all of the laws could easily fall under one of two headings. "Love God" or "Love Others as You Love Yourself." I got that.

What I could not see, was the grace and compassion of God. The God of the Old Testament and the God of the New Testament are one and the same; yet I felt such a disconnect. On one hand, death, destruction, and a hand on the smite button...(just go with me on this...these are only my observations and perceptions). On the other hand, there's this God who loved the world so much, that he sent His only Son as a blood sacrifice - payment for the sins of a world who rejects Him again and again.

Today I am one day behind in my Bible reading for B90X. (See above: Frustration and Disconnect)

I am catching up quickly because let's face it; I am a speed reader and a few extra chapters will only take me about ten minutes...if that.

Still, I have been emotional and volatile regarding the OT up until now. (See: My brother Joshua for witness)

I've never realized how VERY important cross references are. I always glanced at them with a small smile as I read the footnotes and somewhat interesting interpretations.

See: Joshua 5:8 reference in the NASB...the word used is "healed" as in "they waited to move from camp until they were healed from their rather traumatic, adult circumcision - See: Painful Mutilation; See also: kind of funny way for God to set a nation apart since the men are the only ones suffering through it...though maybe that's what He means when He said that women were redeemed through the act of child bearing...comparable pain scales?

Anyway, the interpretation in the footnotes for 5:8 is "revived"

Do not ask me why, but that struck me as really funny. I laughed aloud at the mental image of a bunch of men laying on their pallets moaning about being near death (an holding ice bags to a very sensitive area) while the women rolled their eyes and insisted their men would survive. I pictured one woman scoffing, "Have a child or fourteen and THEN tell me you are dying."

Okay, I'm a sadistic person...subject dropped. Still laughing.

Back to the regularly scheduled broadcast. I discovered a note in my study Bible that talked about Genesis 15:7-21 in conjunction with the Israelite's very scary conquest of their inherited land. (See: Total Annihilation & Massacre of ALL people living there - including livestock and household pets...)

Genesis 15 talks about Abraham's conversation with God when he could not number the stars and God covenants to make him a great nation from which all the world will be blessed. Abraham is living in Canaan at the time - the land God promised to him. I always wondered WHY God didn't just let him stay there so his descendants could possess it right then and there.

Verse 16 gave me some perspective.

Then in the fourth generation they will return here, for the iniquity of the Amorites is not yet complete.

Four generations from Abraham (isn't that about roughly four hundred years?) his descendants would return to claim their land. They couldn't get it yet because of the iniquity of the Amorites. God KNEW something we (me and Abe) didn't know.

Go figure...

So I look for another reference because that phrase just won't leave me, but I can't for the life of me figure it out...

Lo and behold, I found it in the margins. Leviticus 18:24-28...Naturally, I checked it out.

I don't think I've ever SERIOUSLY used the cross references in my Bible. It feels alot like a treasure hunt actually. You should definitely try it sometime. :)

Leviticus 18:24-28 says this:

Do not defile yourselves by any of these things; for by all these the nations which I am casting out before you have become defiled.

For the land has become defiled, therefore I have brought its punishment upon it, so the land has spewed out its inhabitants.

But as for you, you are to keep My statutes and My judgments and shall not do any of these abominations, neither the native, nor the alien who sojurns among you

(for the men of the land who have been before you have done all these abominations, and the land has become defiled);

so that the land will not spew you out, should you defile it, as it has spewed out the nation which has been before you.

(All italicized words were my doing)

Do you want to know my assessment of the Old Testament God? For some of you, this might be shocking because you already knew this, but bear with me a little while longer.

The God of the Old Testament is the same God that we find in the New Testament.

He is a God of love, a God of second chances, a God of mercy and grace.

The nations in Canaan (See: Abraham's promised land) knew God. And like the demons, they trembled and believed.

But their fear was not founded in love and reverence and surrender to His will. It was the fear of one who knows God and knows that every choice he's made in life goes in direct defiance of God's sovereign will.

Even the land sensed this and began the process of ejecting its inhabitants to make way for a nation who would be set apart for God's purposes. (See: Though they broke faith with God and lost it as well, God's plan is still for restoration...and that's also a different story for another time.)

God promised the Israelites some pretty hefty rewards if they just heeded His word and feared Him enough to surrender their wills to His. He promised to keep illness, famine, and war far from their borders. He promised to enlarge their borders so that they would cover the whole earth. He promised that no woman would be barren and no man would toil in vain. He promised that wealth, happiness, and peace would be theirs.

They just needed to do one thing:

Surrender...

Sadly, God foresaw even that failure as He mentions several times in the midst of all the laws and festival regulations. He even told them that they were going to see the other nations and beg Him for a king.

But he made provisions for them even in that. How merciful and just He truly is. He took the bad and turned it for good. Destruction, He turned to Restoration...a process which is still going on in the world today.

The nations in Palestine/Canaan/Israel?

They had four hundred years of chances to be grafted into those covenanted promises. From the time Abraham received the promise to the time the Israelites crossed the Jordan River on dry land, they KNEW God.

They CHOSE to reject His promises in favor of sacrificing their own lives at the hands of their own cursed will. And cursed it was...disease, death, the fires of heaven, and the Wrath of God rained down on them.

Another concept that I realized in this study?

God is a mercy killer.

I wondered as I read, "Why did He demand that even the children be destroyed in these heathen nations?"

It finally made sense to me after much prayer and confusion. And I GET IT now.

The sins of the fathers are passed down to their children.

Not the children of fathers who fight against the sin in their lives and surrender to God's will alone. Though their righteousness is as filthy rags, God made them whiter than snow. Their children receive the blessings of God for many generations - because a righteous father hands down those lessons to his children and they surrender to God...and their children surrender to God...and on and on and on...

The nations of Canaan?

They chose to walk in their sin and reject the promises of God. They chose to blaspheme the Holy Spirit and mock the blood of Christ (See: yes, I know Christ did not come for many more years, but it still holds true)

THEY not God chose the curse and so God mercifully wiped them out. Like an eraser on a chalk board, He started from scratch once more. He threw out the tainted, damaged clay and brought in a whole new batch to restore what had become defiled.

Sometimes, destruction happens before restoration can begin.

And sometimes, God watches as the ones He loves walk away, straight into the arms of the curse of sin.

And He bleeds all over again on the newest battlefield, the latest land desolated by famine and disease, and the hardened hearts of the ones who chose their own twisted, evil, cancer-ridden will over His pleasing and perfect and healing Will.

I get it now. I never doubted God is sovereign and just and perfect - far above my human plans and questions.

It's just nice to have a little more insight into why I truly believe that with every beat of my heart.

 

God bless you all! Choose LIFE, so that you may truly LIVE!

Day 15: First “chapter book” you can remember reading as a child

Coon Tree Summer by Mary A. Landis

The adventurous tales on Merry Brook Farm were more than probably read in conjunction with a million other books as I don't remember walking into reading. I like to consider my foray into the written word was taken at a sprint and I've since settled into a steady marathon pace.

Books are to Sarah Peloquin as running is to Eric Liddell. (See Google for more information on an amazing man, missionary, and athlete.) Or just watch Chariots of Fire...Vangelis did an amazing job on the music score.

Anyhow, the book was a favorite of mine for quite a while. I think it was a picture of a simpler life and the romanticized view of the Mennonite or Amish style existence made me crave what I did not have. We lived in the city where kids were bullies, hard work nearly non-existent for said kids (hence the bullying), and home schooled children were the awkward minority...

Mind you, this was all from the perspective of a seven year old.

Regardless, the family life in the pages of this book were enviable at the time and I constantly wished for a better life.

I read it again just a few months ago and smiled. Though still an enviable life with its simplicity and carefree childhood days, I am very content with the Life God has given me to live here and now.

Though I do hope someday that my children will read this book and smile as well.

 

Days 5-? of cleaning...

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It's been a while I know. I do have some good news though.

My house is the cleanest it's been since we moved in. How's that for good news?

New Years resolutions are often made and just as quickly broken. And I will be the first to admit that I pad that statistic nearly every year. However, am I the only one to ever feel like the goals I've made this year are of God and not on my own power? Sure, I've got plenty of plans of my own and more than likely, most of them will not come to fruition.

I just know that God's been pressing on my heart for some time now. He's been dealing with issues of laziness, lack of motivation, and an undisciplined lifestyle. It's fine to have days of rest and relaxation...in moderation. I kind of take that concept to an extreme though. I brush it up and make it look like I'm a Mary heart in a Martha world and it looks good - on the surface. Remove the trappings and pretty-fied exterior though, and it's just plain sin.

Yep, I said that dreaded word...sin. I can't brush THAT word up no matter how hard I try...

So the pictures I'm posting are proof that God is at work. I got approximately 10 - 15 days completed in get this...3 days of work. :) And I didn't feel overwhelmed or discouraged by the sped up schedule. We had a ton of people coming for New Years and I realized that the 30 day cleaning schedule just wouldn't work in this situation.

Instead I took on what I like to call the Tough Mudder version of 31 days to clean...And boy, the results were good if I do say so myself. :)

Life has settled down to normal again after the holidays and the massive push got me over that first hump one experiences whenever a resolution is begun.

Along with the cleaning challenge, I have also been keeping up with my exercise program, healthier eating plan, B90X (reading the Bible cover to cover in 90 days), and spending more INTENTIONAL time with my husband and children.

It's challenging and frustrating at times, but 19 days into the New Year and God is already molding and shaping me in ways I've never felt before. Painful at times, yes.

But so very worth it. I cannot wait to see what kind of vessel I become when God's finished with me. Long way to go, but I am definitely enjoying the journey. Pain, Joy, and all...

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It's amazing the shock value some people get from their Facebook pages.Whoever the authors are, they get exactly the reaction they were hoping for in most cases...personally, I have chosen to let them alone. Here's the reason why...

Take the person who runs the Abortions page. I wouldn't suggest checking it out since the values the author holds goes against my own personal convictions, but I find it fascinating that the majority of people who "like" the page are people claiming to be Christians...they "like" it so they have an opportunity to react (and with quite colorful language to damn the page author to hell) to the page's rather blatant message.

Here's the thing though. The author NEVER lied about the intent and purpose of the page. It's not the AUTHOR'S responsibility to be held accountable for the choices of others...yet, I find myself understanding the author's point of view (regarding those who claim to represent Jesus Christ, not the whole abortion issue)...

Can I ask one thing? Is it worth it? To "like" the page and give the author EXACTLY what he expected from the Christian community? Is it worth it to crucify the Messiah over and over again with our condemning words and bitter judgment? We are representing CHRIST people...and the Jesus I know condemned the RELIGIOUS leaders...he FORGAVE those the religious people condemned.

That (what little I saw on the aforementioned page is NOT the Jesus I represent...and it breaks my heart to see it...BOTH sides of the issue.

In this instance, and many others, I see both sides and I see hell prevailing here on earth. The gates of hell are meant to be busted wide open...but not by fighting dirty like hell fights.

 ¹³ Now when Jesus came into the district of Caesarea Philippi, He was asking His disciples, “Who do people say that the Son of Man is?” ¹⁴ And they said, “Some say John the Baptist; and others, Elijah; but still others, Jeremiah, or one of the prophets.” ¹⁵ He *said to them, “But who do you say that I am?” ¹⁶ Simon Peter answered, “You are the Christ, the Son of the living God.” ¹⁷ And Jesus said to him, “Blessed are you, Simon Barjona, because flesh and blood did not reveal this to you, but My Father who is in heaven. ¹⁸ I also say to you that you are Peter, and upon this rock I will build My church; and the gates of Hades will not overpower it. ¹⁹ I will give you the keys of the kingdom of heaven; and whatever you bind on earth shall have been bound in heaven, and whatever you loose on earth shall have been loosed in heaven.” ²⁰ Then He warned the disciples that they should tell no one that He was the Christ.

~Matthew 16:13-20

Just two chapters later, Jesus speaks of lost sheep being found, forgiveness regardless of how many times someone sins against you, and just days later he was hanging on the cross, forgiving a thief and promising the dying man he would be with Jesus in paradise that very day.

The only time Jesus raised his voice in condemnation of others was when he overturned the tables in the temple and when he spoke with the religious leaders of the day. Even Caesar, who's greatest sin (in my opinion) was to do NOTHING ("wash his hands of the whole situation") was treated with a sort of sorrowful contemplation, not condemnation...

Are we so prideful to think that we have it all together and right just because we claim to be Christians? What about that name suddenly gives us the right to reign as a judge and god over the highest and lowest of the earth?

The ONLY difference between myself and one who does not claim the blood of Jesus Christ is that they have not accepted the free gift of eternal life. My own righteousness is like filthy rags and only the blood of Jesus can cover that and make me new. I will not stand guard at the gates of heaven and send people away...that is NOT a job I ever wish to have and God forbid if I EVER cause another to stumble because of my pig-headedness and pride. I will not step into the very shoes of the religious leaders God condemned. I would rather be the tax collector set apart, beating his breast and crying out, "Father, have mercy on me a sinner."

We were redeemed by GRACE - undeserving redemption - and MERCY - unconditional love - so that all GLORY and HONOR would be God's and His alone. He asked only that we take that same message to all the world.

THAT'S the Jesus I represent. I am a follower of the WAY, the TRUTH, and the LIFE...

 

Day 5: Priorities

So Priorities: yeah, not my strongest point. Oh I know what my priorities are. I just don't follow it consistently enough.
Knowing this weakness of mine, I figured a little accountability would probably help me stay on the straight an narrow. So here is my list of priorities and the steps I'll be taking to follow them.

1. God: First and foremost in my life, I will be giving of my time in the morning or evening to time alone with the Author and Creator of my life. If I miss a day, I will not wallow in shame, but I will be driven to start fresh the next day. I want it to be in the morning, but sometimes the children are up before I am so that does not always work. So evenings or their nap times sometimes work better. (Psalm 5:3 ~ In the morning, I will order my prayer to you and eagerly watch.)
2. Husband: In order that the rest of my family fall into place, my husband comes first before children, before extended family, before friends. I want to honor him with my time, love, and uncondtional grace as we work together - heirs of the kingdom together. I will look out for his needs before mine and my children's, learning what it is he loves and responds well to so that I can make his life more restful and lovingly, silently influence him to a strong relationship with God. (Psalm 31:12 ~ She does him good and not evil all the days of her life)
3. Children: I want my children above all to come to an all-encompassing devotion and faith in Christ. To love others and to love their Heavenly Father. To encourage this choice, I will train them and raise them up in the way they should go, with a strong, Biblical foundation. I also want to teach my daughter to be a godly, beautiful, cheerful homemaker and my son to be a loving, strong, godly Man who takes care of his family and loves his Lord. (3 John 1:4 ~ I have no greater joy than this, to hear of my children walking in the Truth) (See: Pictures of my fun day with my daughter...)
4. Home: I want my home to welcome, to brighten, to encourage those around me. I want my meals to fill bellies and my words to fill hearts. Joy, contentment, peace, love...overwhelming all those who walk through my front door. This means maintaining a consistent cleaning schedule and teaching it to my kids. I do not expect PERFECT home, just CARED for. (Proverbs 31:27 ~ She looks well to the ways of her household and does not eat the bread of idleness)
5. My Gifts: Especially my writing. God gave me talents and I do not choose to bury them in the dirt. Whether it be cooking a meal for a sick neighbor or writing a novel that once published can bring extra income to help meet my family's needs - and the needs of those around us. This means making time during the day for my writing, cooking, etc. SCHEDULE...yuck...but necessary. :-) (1 Peter 4:10 ~ As each one has received a special gift, employ it in serving one another as good stewards of the manifold Grace of God.)
6. Personal: I need time to refresh, rest, and rejuvenate my own energy stash so that I CAN take care of all the other priorities in my life. This is not last because it's least. It is last because I know that I easily throw this one on top of the pile with the justification that my needs NEED to be met first and foremost above all else. Not true and definitely pushes the selfish envelope to its max. I know I need time for myself; I just know that I CAN and WILL give of myself to God and family and others first before I take care of this priority.

So Day 5 was kind of a wash for me. (No pun intended) I was supposed to prioritize (did that) and then clean the windows and blinds in the kitchen. Well. I spent Day 5 finishing up the stove and the windows had just been cleaned recently thanks to my hard-working husband who needed to winterize the biggest energy stealers in our home... So I didn't really have to do that job and the stove got a little extra TLC instead. :)
That and me and my eldest made our own homemade laundry and dish detergent. :) SO FUN!

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Day 3 & 4 of the 31 Days to Clean Mary/Martha Challenge

No, I didn't fold under pressure and crack beneath the strain of a tough cleaning regime...
As I type this, my fingers are still shaking from the two day migraine that's left me weak and drained. Naps, headache medication, and my BLESSED husband taking care of the kids in the evening have all contributed to the nasty Migraine Monster's dastardly demise.

Okay...all good now and back on track.

So day 3 & 4 got shoved together and day 4 isn't QUITE done because the cleaner for the stove has to be left overnight to be completely effective. You don't get pictures until Day 5 because I won't show you unfinished work. Plus, I took a bit of a break in rooms to get Bella's disaster FINALLY cleaned up. Still have to get the bookshelf from my parents for her books, but otherwise everything else has a place... *Sigh of Relief*

The Challenges for 3 & 4?

Mary: Ask my family what makes them feel most loved when it comes to caring for our home. (3) Invite a friend over and allow them to "put their feet up". Don't worry about making everything just right. Just enjoy their company. (4) *I switched up the days' challenges since I had my friend over on Day 3 and the question got asked on Day 2 actually. Jake is pretty easy when it comes to what makes him feel most loved. His actual response was, "Babe, if you clean anything, and I'm watching you do it, it turns me on."

Yeah...like I said...easy. :-P

Martha: Clean the outside of the cabinets, dust the tops of shelves and refrigerator.

*So I did the refrigerator on Day 2 because seriously? Who cleans the entire fridge inside and out and DOESN'T dust the top in the process? As for the shelves, we don't have any. and the cabinets were EASY. :-)

Can I hear a WOOT! WOOT!

Thank you...

Anyhoo...stove gets done tomorrow and I will once again be on track with Day 5! If you guys want more information, call me or message me personally...the whole concept is great and I'm giving HIGHLIGHTS because I want you all to be intrigued. I'm really excited about where God's been nudging me (See: Excruciatingly painful, but Oh, so gentle soul surgery) on my lack of discipline. This is a HUGE area of struggle for me, and I'm praying that throughout the process He works on my heart attitude first and foremost so that it doesn't become another failed attempt at trying on my own. :-)

Create in me a clean heart, O God,
And renew a steadfast spirit within me.
Psalm 51:10 (NASB)