Heard

Morning sweet friends

Yesterday afternoon John and I were bringing in the groceries. He gets the heavy stuff, because he is manly and auper atrong and I get the not heavy stuff...works well!  I ask him to put the cases of coke and water on the bench in the entry way until the 4th. He kept bringing them into the kitchen. So I would move them. When he notice he asked why I was doing that. I told him why. Then he asked why I didn't tell him to do that! Oh goodness!! I explained that I had...he replied "if I had heard you, I could have saved a few steps" I really do adore him!

I got to thinkinv about how true that statement is in my life. If I would not only hear Gods voice, but listen to it, I would save myself a lot of strife. His plan may not always be shorter or easier but it is always more peace filled knowing you heard His call and followed it.

Knowing

Last night I was laying down with the girls. Claire fell asleep quickly...lily was not so quick. After a few minutes I felt her tiny hand on my face. She was tracing my eyes, lips, nose...I asked her what she was doing. She replied "knowing your face momma"

It was precious. She has no idea what an pact that made on my heart. In that moment I stopped and prayed. I prayed to want to know my Saviors face. I want to take time to sit with Him and know Him in a way that cannot be broken. How well do you know your Savior??

Today at lunch , the server asked if I wanted a box foru leftovers. I said no...I have issues with leftovers unless they are from home...odd.

As I drove back to work it occured to me how often John and the girls get my leftovers. I het home from work tired and give them what energy I have left, sometimes none at all. Even more so, I give God my leftovers all the time. My Savior gets less than anyone and usually what is left is tired , cranky and whiney.

Today, I will give my family more than my leftovers...and my King will get my entire heart....

Will you show me

Last night lily Beth was sitting on my bed. She wanted to watch a movie in my room. She got the remote and said , momma...will you show me?" she wanted to learn how to do it on her own. I lived that she not onlyasked me to show her, but she waited on me.

How peaceful my life would be if I asked my Father the same thing. "will you show me Lord" and if we wait ... He will do just that...

It's mine

So we are in the "it's mine" phase of life with Claire bear.  Everything  is hers. And if you don't know, wait about three seconds and she will tell you. Last night John told her that the digital camera was in fact, not hers...she was shocked and fell apart!  As I watched her throw her tiny fit I thought about how every single day I claim things that are not mine. Whether it be my money, my time, my family, my fibro....you name it, I claim it. When in all reality none of it belongs to me. If it is not directly from the Father I should give it up. If it is from Him,all of it goes right back in praise and adoration. It is not mine Lord... It ALL belongs to you. Today Lord my heart, my dreams, my pain, my fear, my joy. My praise, my gifts, my children,  my plans.... They are YOURS.

He's daddy

Last night the girls and I stayed with john's parents. Lily and I were laying down and she snuggled really close and said, " I want daddy" I hugged her tightly and said "momma is here... " Her reply ... "but he's daddy..."

Her heart is so beautiful. She felt safe and loved by her momma but she knows her daddy's love for her is beyond her imagination. I love how my girls love their daddy. They have taught me so much about how to trust and love my havenly Father as daddy. If this is something that is hard for you, let my daughters words ring true in your life, "HE is daddy" you can trust that without fail.

Rest

So- this week John is in okc working and I am staying with johns parents.i would stay at home, butbi am afraid of the dark. I would just lay awake being scared.  Yesterday someone was giving me a hard time about it. At first I was defensive then I thought, " why would I stay awake all night in fear when I could rest in peace?"

Hmmm...it seems odd that the choice of where I sleep is so easy but daily I choose to live away from the peace God offers me. I choose to worry and be anxious. I think I need to choose rest in all the areas of my life....