Thursday, September 10, 2009
Just Call Me Mom
Mom. A simple three letter word that has enough impact to bring real change that we so desperately cry out for. It's me, Sandra, known as "mom" to my children, that's raising up a generation of worldchangers that will shape the future of this nation.
Mom. A simple three letter word that doesn't have BA, MD, PhD or XYZ ect. behind it, but an occupation that existed before the alphabet letters were known. When I became a mom, the only formal education I had was from watching and listening to other moms. But when the alphabets are just a fading memory in my mind, my heart will still smile at the sound of the word "mom"
I encourage all women with children to embrace your calling as a mom. Rock those babys to sleep at night. Be patience with the toddler you're trying to potty train. Answer the "why?" questions because Little Man might have the solution to a cure for cancer. Help your kids find their identities in their tween years. Don't run from your teenagers and tell them you'll be back when their grown. Let them know that the changes that are taking place in their body is normal. Your boys need you to tell them that they are strong and it's okay to be masculine. Your girls need to hear from you that they are pretty and it's okay to be feminine.
Society may tell you that you have so much more to give than just being a mom. You need to tell them because your just a mom, society will have a future they can be proud of.
Thursday, September 3, 2009
Words of Love
I received this book from my Secret Sister. I want to share some quotes from the book. I hope it blesses you the way that it has blessed me. BTW, I "love" Secret Sisters.
The sea has its pearls, The heaven its stars,
But my heart, my heart, My heart has its love ~ Heinrich Heine
If you wish to be loved, love ~ Seneca
'Tis what I love determines how I love. ~ George Eliot
Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind. ~ William Shakespeare
Love is the gentle smile upon the lips of beauty. ~ Kahlil Gibran
A loving heart is the truest wisdom. ~ Charles Dickens
Sunday, August 30, 2009
A Sacrifice of Praise
During this journey with Christ, I have gone through some trials that were long. It was difficult for me to praise God in the midst of them. Those Scriptures that were being quoted started to cease because my flesh got tired and weary. Then one day it dawned on me that I need to praise no matter what my circumstances were, how much money I had or didn't have in the bank or what my present surroundings looked like. I had to offer up a sacrifice of praise. How do I offer a sacrifice of praise? I couldn't really answer that question until I understood what it meant to offer a sacrifice of praise.
yield or relinquish for the sake of something else, as a person, thing, or idea.
I realized in order to continue offering up an expression of adoration and glorifying my Lord, I had to deal with me first. Praise to God begins with self.
Psalms 103:1-2, Bless the Lord, O my soul; And all that is within me, bless His holy name! Bless the Lord, O my soul, And forget not all His benefits.
Oh at times how I quickly forgotten all His benefits. Just like an earthly child has benefits from his or her natural father, I have benefits because of my Heavenly Father. The opposite of Praise is forgetfulness. To forget the benefits of the Lord is to disregard His covenant Lordship.
Praise is due to God because He answers prayer!
Praise is due to God because He is the King of Kings!
Praise is due to God because He is the creator of all things!
The commitment to praise the Lord requires a disassociation from dependency on other people. You can't look for man to praise God for you because you're "going through." He's your God. He's your Savior. He's your Deliver. Praise Him because he is worthy!
So shall I be saved from my enemies.
Friday, August 14, 2009
A Page From My Journal
Lord as I sit here in my van waiting for Ruthie to finish her dance class, I feel You. I feel You through the wind. I know it might sound weird to other people, that's why I'm only telling You.
Father I love Your presence. I feel as though Your sitting here with me. Sometimes Lord I dream about running to the mountains just to be alone with You. While we're there You're sharing secrets with me. You're giving me people to pray for. But more than anything else Lord, it's You and me.
I see us walking down a path with beautiful flowers surrounding us.
You know Lord, I feel so safe with You. "Thank You" for protecting me.
I have to come to reality soon. Ruth's dance class is almost over, and back to being a mom. Father my husband and children are such a blessing. "Thank You" for them!
Jesus + Sandra = True Love & Forever Lasting! :)
Saturday, August 8, 2009
Quick Greek Pitas

1 pound ground beef
1 package (10 ounces) frozen chopped spinach, thawed and well drained
4 green onions, chopped
1 can (2 1/2 ounces) sliced black olives, drained
1 teaspoon dried oregano leaves, divided
1/4 teaspoon black pepper
1 large tomato, diced
1 cup plain nonfat yogurt
1/2 cup mayonnaise
6 (6-inch) pita bread, warmed
1 cup crumbled feta cheese
lettuce
Cook and stir ground stir until crumbly and no longer pink. Drain ground beef. Add spinach, green onions, olives, 1/2 teaspoon oregano and pepper; cook and stir 2 minutes. stir in tomato.
Combine yogurt, mayonnaise and remaining oregano in a small bowl. Split open pita bread; line each with lettuce leaf. Stir cheese into beef mixture and divide among pita pockets. Serve with yogurt sauce.
*These were so yummy and have become a family favorite. I did a couple of things different from the recipe. I did add more seasoning to my ground beef and added a little yogurt & mayo mixture to the to the ground beef.
Tuesday, August 4, 2009
Be Careful Little Tongue What You Say
Gossip Corner | |
by Ellen Bailey | |
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As keeper of my home, it's my duty to guard what comes into my house. There are so many things that we wouldn't dare allow to come into our house. Some of the obvious are R-rated movies that would cause sleepless nights to our young children and make our teenagers hormones rage off the charts. We wouldn't allow secular music to enter our homes and fill our kids minds with fantasies that are unrealistic and cause us to think about past relationships when "our song" would come on. Especially those slow jams from the 80s. I for one check every piece of garment that my kids buy from the store. There's no room in the drawers and not enough hangers in the closet for immodest clothes and pants that will fall to the ground because the proper size wasn't purchase.
As I keep a watchful eye on what comes into my home, some things come in that I can't see. They travel in through the hearts of those who enter my home. Whether it's someone who lives here or someone else who brings it in. They are invisible and unless I'm God, which I'm not, I can't see them. One of those things is gossip. When we hear the word gossip right away red flags go up and we disassociate ourselves from that word. In reality, who wants to be known as a gossip or even associated with one. No one. But the sad truth is.....we have all been there and done that. Praise God for growth and the truth that resides in His word.
I remember once while teaching Sunday school many years ago, a little boy looked up at me and said, "Sister King you're really nice and I don't know why my mom talks about you."
I would like to caution you to be careful what you say around your children. If they don't repeat what you say about someone, their actions will show towards that adult that you're talking about.
There have been many wonderful children who have walked away from the Lord. Not because of what mom and dad did in the home, but because of what mom and dad said in the home. What they said about other people sitting around the dinner table and on the phone. What's a child to do when parents have another couple over from for coffee and they hear them talk about Brother and Sister John & Jane Doe. Guard your home! Don't allow anything to enter your home that does not glorify God and/or His people.
There are many quotes regarding gossip:
Whoever gossips to you will gossip about you.
Spanish Proverb
The only time people dislike gossip is when you gossip about them.
Will Rogers
Gossip is always a personal confession either of malice or imbecility.
Josiah Gilbert Holland
Live in such a way that you would not be ashamed to sell your parrot to the town gossip.
Will Rogers
Never tell evil of a man, if you do not know it for certainty, and if you know it for a certainty, then ask yourself, 'Why should I tell it?'
Johann K. Lavater
Proverbs 26:20 - Where there is no wood, the fire goes out; And where there is no talebearer, strife ceases.
Wednesday, July 22, 2009
A Birthday Wish For My Little Sister

Today is my youngest child's birthday. Sarah turned 11 today. My oldest daughter Ruth wrote a special birthday tribute to her. I thought I'd post it here and share this special bond between 2 sisters that are 8 years apart.
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(Psssst!! Read this to Sarah) =)
Happy Birthday Little Sister! Well, I guess you are that little anymore huh? 11 years old. Girl, you're getting old! But as beautiful as ever (we can thank Mom for those cute genes she gave us ;)
I remember when Mom and Dad brought you home from the hospital. You were so small and fragile and cute. And I wanted to be their little helper, so I picked you up and carried you to their room to give you a bath....of course I must have done something wrong because Mom and Dad started to freak out when they looked up and saw me holding you. It was all a blur, but I remember hearing that I wasn't holding you up right, or that I could have dropped you, etc. Afterwards when they saw me balling my eyes out in my room, they came in and explained how important is was that I was careful when I held you. Sarah, when I picked you up for the first time that day, my heart jumped. Here was my sister. I wanted to talk to you, and wanted to show you how to do things. I wanted to be the best big sister for you.
And day after day, I would come and check on EVERY time you were sleeping just to watch you breathe. I would sit there for the longest periods of time watching you open your mouth, and turn over in your basinette. I would pat your back when you woke up, and fix the little strands of hair on your head so you would stay looking like an angel while you slept.
I remember wanting to always be the one who fed you. Sarah, there were days though that I wanted to just put your baby food on the counter and walk away! You would spit it right out and smile. Like you knew that I didn't want you to do that, and it was a game. I laugh now because of how cute I remember you being.
Even when you got a little older, and you started to get really bossy, I still loved you.
And then I went off to college. And it didn't hit me until the day before I left that you really loved me too. You cried, and that made me cry. Being away from home this last year was really hard. I missed out on watching you go from being a little girl to being an almost (and I mean almost because you are not grown yet!) pre-teen.
But I'm so glad to have you nearby. I love hanging out with you, laughing, tickling (even though I say I don't like to be tickled), joking and making fun of the boys, swimming, watching a movie and eating popsicles. I love spending time with you.
So! All of that is to say that I am thinking about you today. It's your special day and I hope it is extra special for you =)
Happy 11th Birthday Sarah Esther King =)