Last Saturday Don and I went to the Dollar tree because I "had" to get me some Boston Baked Bean. I was so shocked when I enter the store because all I saw was Christmas display. The store did display some thing for the harvest season, but it got lost in the midst of the Christmas items. After a few minutes of dancing up and down the aisles because I was so excited about the holiday season I forgot what I came into the store for.
Within just a short time, I was able to focus on how I was going to decorate our place this year, the gifts I wanted to make and the ham that I wanted to put on the cute plate that was on display. Once I snapped back to reality, I went over and got my 5.5 ounces of Boston Baked Beans for a $1.00. Trying not to get distracted again.
While standing at the register to pay for my treat, I lost focus again because I saw the cutest wired trees that would look cute with a candle burning inside of it. I nudged Don and get tried to get him focused on my eyes delight, but he was determined to get in and get out. (Thank God for husbands at the Dollar Tree :)
The calming effects of riding in the car got me to thinking. I started thinking about how I can lose focus during the holiday season and totally forget about my time with the Lord. I can rise early in the morning to throw bread in the oven and bask in the aroma as I finish putting the hem in an apron from the night before. The night before I had burned the midnight oil because I wanted to do "one more thing" before I retired for the night.
I thought about how God is a jealous God. He doesn't want me to put anything or anyone before Him. I was doing all the right things, but I was still wrong. I had neglected the one who gave me the gifts and talents. He didn't give the gifts to me so that I can use them to neglect Him.
Father I thank You for the gifts that You have given me. When you created me in my mother's womb, You anointed my hands and gave me a creative mind. Forgive me for neglecting You during the past holiday seasons and putting other things before You. As I'm on the brink of a new holiday season, I hear You say not to get to busy because You miss Your time with me.
Friday, October 30, 2009
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Help With Blogger
First of all I want to apologize to those who's blogs I've been following and now it shows me not following. I'm still following because it comes through my feed and I'm able to read your blogs. When I click on "follow" it tells me that the site owner has blocked me. Now I know all y'all didn't block me from following you.
If someone can help me fix this please let me know.
If someone can help me fix this please let me know.
Monday, October 12, 2009
Fall Happenings Around My Home
Fall is in full swing inside and outside my home. Twice this past week I went outside without a sweater only to feel the chill air rush through me. The Fall leaves look beautiful nestled among the evergreen trees.
Inside my home, the smell of Spiced Apple & Cedar candle scent brings much delight as I sit by the window with my sewing machine.
Inside my home, the smell of Spiced Apple & Cedar candle scent brings much delight as I sit by the window with my sewing machine.
My Fall lap quilt that I made with leftover scrap material from a Royal Ranger project I did a few years ago.
Fall lap quilt resting on the rocking chair that I nursed & held my babies in.
Fall table runner.
Fall table runner.
Friday, October 2, 2009
Wear Pink - October is Breast Cancer Awareness Month
In November 2000, my 38 year old sister died from breast cancer. Even now as I type this, I can see the images of her lifeless body laying on the bed as a result of a disease that I thought happened to "old ladies." I was wrong. It's not an "old ladies" disease. It's a disease that affect young, middle age and older women. Once I started researching breast cancer, to my surprise, it can affect men as well.
When my sister passed away, she left behind 3 teenage children and 2 grandchildren. My mother was so grief stricken because she never thought she would have to bury a child. It's suppose to be the other way around, right? My siblings and I were in such a state of shock that it left us speechless. Words could not express the pain we felt on that day. It was a day of mixed emotions as well. We also rejoiced in our hearts because my sister had come to accept Jesus Christ as her Savior.
*Side note: When I visited my sister in the hospice, I would lift up her arms and say "Jesus." All she could utter was a faint "uh huh." We have the opportunity each day to lift our hands and stretch our arms high and give praise to the Lord our God. He has done great things and is worthy. Don't take it for granted!
I want to encourage all women to learn how to do monthly breast examination. Talk to your daughters about the changes that will take place with her breast during puberty and teach her how to do self examinations. Get mammograms as early as you can. Pray for the women who are battling this disease and let's not be passive in our prayers. Breast cancer is not passive as it takes hold a vibrant woman in the prime of her life.
If you are reading this, you or someone in your family is battling breast cancer, please be encourage and cherish each day. Also know that God is healer and a Savior. My sister may not have gotten a healing here on earth, but she's resting in the arms of her Savior.
My daughter Ruthie was 10 years old at the time of my sisters death and she sang this song at the funeral.
http://www.nbcam.org/
When my sister passed away, she left behind 3 teenage children and 2 grandchildren. My mother was so grief stricken because she never thought she would have to bury a child. It's suppose to be the other way around, right? My siblings and I were in such a state of shock that it left us speechless. Words could not express the pain we felt on that day. It was a day of mixed emotions as well. We also rejoiced in our hearts because my sister had come to accept Jesus Christ as her Savior.
*Side note: When I visited my sister in the hospice, I would lift up her arms and say "Jesus." All she could utter was a faint "uh huh." We have the opportunity each day to lift our hands and stretch our arms high and give praise to the Lord our God. He has done great things and is worthy. Don't take it for granted!
I want to encourage all women to learn how to do monthly breast examination. Talk to your daughters about the changes that will take place with her breast during puberty and teach her how to do self examinations. Get mammograms as early as you can. Pray for the women who are battling this disease and let's not be passive in our prayers. Breast cancer is not passive as it takes hold a vibrant woman in the prime of her life.
If you are reading this, you or someone in your family is battling breast cancer, please be encourage and cherish each day. Also know that God is healer and a Savior. My sister may not have gotten a healing here on earth, but she's resting in the arms of her Savior.
My daughter Ruthie was 10 years old at the time of my sisters death and she sang this song at the funeral.
http://www.nbcam.org/
Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Hand Made Gifts and Rejection
On this past weekend I attended a baby shower for a precious sister that I've become so fond of since moving to Vancouver. I was a little nervous at first because this would be the first time I fellowshipped with the ladies at church. Our church has 2 campus' and we were joining in with our Portland campus to celebrate the mother and the new life that will be here any day now. Being around people didn't make me nervous, it was my gift.
Most of the gifts I make are handmade aka homemade. I really wasn't sure how my gift would be received. Some people like handmade gifts and some don't. From my experiences in the past, I was nervous though. I felt that there was something much deeper at work here than a "homemade" gift. Once again, it wasn't so much whether or not my gift would be received, but rather would I be rejected because of my gift.
Why in the world would I be rejected because of my gift? Is a question I kept asking myself. Well, if your a person who has dealt with rejection, you know what I'm talking about. Often times when rejection takes it ugly grip on us, we have to continue to fight as we dig up the root that planted itself there.
As I sat there as the gifts were being opened, I made sure I looked around for the nearest EXIT sign in big red letters. Often times when we are faced with rejection, we look for the nearest exit. Sometimes those around us who knows our weakness will push us to the exit sign only to grab us by the arm before walk out the door. It becomes a game they like to play, but there are the only ones having fun.
Then one day you get to that exit door and you walk outside. For the first time in years you smell fresh air and the freedom that comes with it. You turn around and face your rejector and tell them your free. You will no longer play the game. The game is over and you're the winner because standing behind your rejector are those who are exposing their weaknesses in secret.
I was so relieved when my handmade gift was received with great joy by the expecting mom. The gift was a beautiful crib quilt. I look forward to meeting the baby boy that will be added to the church family. But the thing I look forward to the most is bonding with the women at church and being vulnerable to them and not being afraid to expose my weaknesses out of fear of rejection.
I've learned in life that in my weaknesses, God's strength will prevail.
Most of the gifts I make are handmade aka homemade. I really wasn't sure how my gift would be received. Some people like handmade gifts and some don't. From my experiences in the past, I was nervous though. I felt that there was something much deeper at work here than a "homemade" gift. Once again, it wasn't so much whether or not my gift would be received, but rather would I be rejected because of my gift.
Why in the world would I be rejected because of my gift? Is a question I kept asking myself. Well, if your a person who has dealt with rejection, you know what I'm talking about. Often times when rejection takes it ugly grip on us, we have to continue to fight as we dig up the root that planted itself there.
As I sat there as the gifts were being opened, I made sure I looked around for the nearest EXIT sign in big red letters. Often times when we are faced with rejection, we look for the nearest exit. Sometimes those around us who knows our weakness will push us to the exit sign only to grab us by the arm before walk out the door. It becomes a game they like to play, but there are the only ones having fun.
Then one day you get to that exit door and you walk outside. For the first time in years you smell fresh air and the freedom that comes with it. You turn around and face your rejector and tell them your free. You will no longer play the game. The game is over and you're the winner because standing behind your rejector are those who are exposing their weaknesses in secret.
I was so relieved when my handmade gift was received with great joy by the expecting mom. The gift was a beautiful crib quilt. I look forward to meeting the baby boy that will be added to the church family. But the thing I look forward to the most is bonding with the women at church and being vulnerable to them and not being afraid to expose my weaknesses out of fear of rejection.
I've learned in life that in my weaknesses, God's strength will prevail.
Thursday, September 10, 2009
Just Call Me Mom
Everybody has a passion for something. I'm passionate about a couple of things in my life. I'm passionate about God. The One who created me and changed me from the inside out. I'm passionate about being the best help meet that I possibly can to a man that deserves my up most respect. Don is a man full of integrity and lives the life that others just talk about. One of my greatest passions in life is being a 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.
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
Many people have asked how are we doing with the transition that took place this summer. I noticed in my response, I would use the word "love" a lot. ex: I "love" our new place, I "love" our new church and I "love" Vancouver, etc. But there is one thing that I received this summer that I "love" a lot. It's an older book titled "Words of Love" It's a small book with various quotes about love. It's a Hallmark Editions book and the quotes were selected by Ben Whitley.
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.
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 heart that loves is always young. ~ Greek Proverb
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
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
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