Friday, March 18, 2011
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
Monday, March 14, 2011
Wednesday, March 09, 2011
In the meantime, here is something I wrote a few days back. I opened a text document, and the words just starting blasting out of me. I've held this thought in for days, this idea of "intentional mothering" - which can apply to all of my roles, really. Intentional wife, intentional Christian, intentional friend. I'm pasting it here; it's not new information, but it's something to fill the page, at least as full as my mind has been lately...
Intentional mothering is a term I read the other day that absolutely struck a chord within me. I have four children, ranging in age from 2 to 8. Days can fly by in a blur – the day begins early and before I know it, I'm tucking children in, and wondering if I poured anything into their lives today. Yes, I spoke with each child. Yes, we spent time together at some point throughout the day. But was any of our interaction meaningful? Did I say anything to them today that enriched their lives? That pointed them towards God? That built character? So often, the answer is no.
I am motivated to become a more intentional mother. As I walk beside my daughter down a shopping aisle, I make a calculated decision to take her hand and talk to her about her day, asking questions about the things she seemed to enjoy most. As I drive in the car, with all four children buckled in behind me, we turn off the music and I repeat a scripture verse to them that's been on my heart, and we talk about how it applies to us. When I come in from the grocery, and I want to push everything into the fridge and go sit down for a half hour, I think about their little feet rushing off the bus this afternoon, into the front door, backpacks hitting the ground in the middle of the living room, and hearing their voices, “I'm hungry!” If I spend that half hour washing and cutting up all the fruit I purchased today, instead of plopping myself down, then they will enjoy that goodness when they come home. Intentionally making choices that put them first, that enrich their lives - I want to give them all that I have to give as their mother.
Years are flying by us like a rushing river. I am painfully aware of their growth as I do their laundry, and my son's jeans are almost as long as my own. They won't always be little babies, always under my care and influence. They are stretching out their necks, like the little seedlings I plant in the spring, unfurling and looking around themselves with a sense of wonder of the world. Don't grow yet, little babies! my heart screams at them. But grow they will, and every moment must be savored. I must make intentional choices to give them the best part of me, to impart what I know. I pray that I give them enough during these formative years, so that when they mature, they still look to their parents for Godly wisdom, but that they seek God first, and that they make intentional choices to show Christ's love to other people.
I want to make every minute count.
Monday, January 17, 2011
This is Kyle.
Not the one on the left, the goofy one with the umbrella. That's my husband. Cute, I know, but married. Kyle is the one on the right with the sweet water pistol. My little brother is 26 years old. He lives in St. Louis, MO. He is a 6'2, very handsome college graduate from UT in Austin, with a degree in Advertising. He works for a St. Louis television station as a news producer - an Emmy-nominated one, might I add - and he just bought his first home in the St. Louis area, which he shares with his sweet pup, Hamus.
This is Kyle and my dad at a Big Green Egg convention in Tulsa. Our parents live in Tulsa, and the rest of our extended family is in the Northwest Arkansas area. We do manage to see each other fairly often - we're a close-knit family who enjoys spending time together. We love to get together to play games, eat amazing meals, work puzzles, take mini-trips, and basically just laugh ourselves sick. Kyle is absolutely the life of the party - supremely smart and funny. I love every minute we spend together.
This is Kyle with my oldest son, Owen. He is such a great uncle to my four kiddos. He always makes them laugh. He makes sure to send special cards on holidays (even marked with a pawprint from his dog, which the kids LOVE), and gives them amazing gifts. My kids LOVE their uncle Kyle.
Kyle is in great shape, and enjoys running. He ran the Jenks Aquarium half marathon this past year, and he's run some smaller races, as well (the picture above is my husband, my dad, and Kyle running a 5K this past July).
Kyle loves the Lord, our family, cooking, music, television, watches, and his dog Hamus. He decided when he was in high school that he would finish college and get settled into a stable career before he got into any serious relationships, so that he would be ready to support and wife and family. He is ready now. If you think you can handle my amazing brother (and the rest of his amazing family), please leave me a comment below. Thanks!
Monday, December 27, 2010
Some day, I'll be back!