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Sunday, 09 October 2011

  • bebe # 6

    I'm 20 weeks along with our 6th.  And excited to announce that this baby girl evens us up.  3 boys, 3 girls...and i'm in love with them all.  I saw her in a 3d ultrasound last week and she is beautiful. 

Friday, 30 July 2010

  • top chef and integrity

    Wow. I love top chef...it's actually got me thinking about integrity. I mean, who steals someone's pea puree? And wins because of it's taste??? He had to feel yucky inside.


    Anyway, I was talking to my sis-in-law the other day and we are self-proclaimed exaggerators. In analyzing myself, I notice that I convey to others the feeling of what's going on rather than the p.u.r.e. truth. ex: Caleb got out of his crib 50x's!!...well, 20x's...actually around 5x's. But it felt like 50! Or, more shamefully, I can make what I'm saying more interesting by "addin' a bit of flava" to it. Do you know what I mean?

    But oh how important is it to be truthful. It's right. And it's freeing. I'm better at accepting reality with poise because no matter the "reality" it is true. This "concept"...it encompasses so much of my life. From simply not lying to having a Godly perspective on what happens in my life. It lessens my desire to paint an image of myself by what I wear, what the condition of my house is, what the condition of my heart is, how I say things, how I discipline my kids...etc.

    A new mantra~ "It is what it is". Not that I don't need to shed off the parts of me that aren't Christ-like, just that I don't have to pretend about the things that aren't~

    Be true.
    Happy birthday to a new baby I can't wait to meet. Good job friend, I'm proud of you~

    Taken by my blog www.therichestfare.blogspot.com~

Monday, 26 July 2010

  • Wounded and forsaken
    I was shattered by the fall
    Broken and forgotten
    Feeling lost and all alone
    Summoned by the King
    Into the Master’s courts
    Lifted by the Savior
    And cradled in His arms

    I was carried to the table
    Seated where I don’t belong
    Carried to the table
    Swept away by His love
    And I don’t see my brokenness anymore
    When I’m seated at the table of the Lord
    I’m carried to the table
    The table of the Lord

    Fighting thoughts of fear
    And wondering why He called my name
    Am I good enough to share this cup
    This world has left me lame
    Even in my weakness
    The Savior called my name
    In His Holy presence
    I’m healed and unashamed

    You carried me, my God
    You carried me

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