And the greatest of these is Love....

My list of things was already long and when Michael came in first thing yesterday morning saying he was sorry, I knew it had just grown bigger…..

Mike still sleeps in pull-up and after a restful night sleep it was full… he sat himself down on our couch and overflowed onto our cloth sofa… He immediately came into my room, where I was still sleeping and said, “Sorry mommy, I peed on the couch….” He was so embarrassed… I hushed his shame, reassured him that everything was going to be okay, and made my way to see the damage done…. There, perfectly placed on my recliner was soiled pee… I soaked it down dried it up and waited for a better time to shampoo the sofa…. As I rushed through the morning routine, one thing after another made its way to the top of my priority list…. I cooked, I did “school work,” I cleaned, I folded, I played, I loved, I kissed… My day had reached its capacity; I was quite content with my workload… Dinner was working in the oven, 20+ meals were cooked and in the freezer, laundry had been folded and put away, bathrooms were cleaned of their usual pee trail, and I knew it was time to deep clean the sofa…


I hate cleaning the sofa.... Our shampooer is large, extremely noisy, and since the last move it grew 2 leaks (thanks movers. J) It takes forever to do, forever to dry, and all of the energy in me to do the job right….


I ushered the kids outside to the patio with their car mat and tracks, tons of cars, and room to giggle… I started in the on the daunting task, making sure to keep a good eye on the boys playing… As I got going, I looked over my shoulder and saw the boys laughing… They got up, smiled, hugged, and sat down again to play…


I left the shampooer running (as not to arouse suspicion) and got my camera…


From my living room, I saw true brotherly love…. Kayden was patient, kind, and giving…. Michael was intrigued, loving, and joyful….. Kayden gave Michael his favorite ‘Sheriff’ car, Michael mimicked Kayden’s every move…They shared the toys with ease; they laughed at each other’s jokes, listened to the others ideas, and played… This is what life is all about… Michael’s accident overflowed into my greatest joy of the day… Neither knew I was watching…… Their smiles were sincere, their laughter was contagious, and their love was real…..


Yesterday was a great day! No, yesterday was an AWESOME day!! My kids are truly amazing…….


1 Peter 4:8 “Above all, keep fervent in your love for one another, because love covers a multitude of sins.”

Painting masks....

Rooooooaaaaarrrr!!!

Our family puppet show through the laundry room!!!

Playing Memory......

Asleep after playing Wii....

Balloon hats that Mike made... He should be a clown!!!

Kayden's glasses!!

Lily loved her hat!!!

Beautiful

Psalm 51:7 “Purge me with hyssop, and I shall be clean: wash me, and I shall be whiter than snow.” KJV

As the years pass by, as the clock continues to tick, as the calendar pages turn, I find myself farther and farther from where I used to be, yet somehow, it is also bringing my closer to where I came from… As a girl who was grounded and raised in the Truth, I am returning to my roots…

I come to this point often.. A turning point in my week when I realize how merciful and gracious my God is… I read His word, I pray, but when I see the Lord working in my life, I am at awe of His glory.

I stumble often… Really, if I were being truthful, I would write, I stumble A LOT! Because I do…. I fail, I fall, I am picked up… Each time to be forgiven if I ask…

I remember years ago, when I was living the prodigal life… Drinking, smoking, partying… I would wake up in the morning, cry, and pity myself for the mistakes that I was making.. I always knew the road I was on led to death… I knew that road I was missing led to Him.. I feared Him… I thought He would never forgive… I certainly knew I was having a hard time forgiving myself….. How could He? After all I had done!

After years of destruction and pain, I was faced with my past… Not the past I was running from, but the only part of me that was never going to give up… God was there… Through every missed step, every glass raised, every failed attempt to fill my own void, He was there… I soon realized that His death, was only the beginning… I thought that my sin was too big, too large to cover up…

In all reality, I thought my sin was bigger than His death…

But His death is enough… His blood covered my sin.. His resurrection washed me white as snow....My life was buried with Him…

I was made new….

“ I see no stain on you my child, your beautiful to Me.” – Beloved, Kari Jobe