I feel as if I have not had an opportunity to write in forever. It really has only been a few days, but I miss writing. I cannot wait until the day comes when I can spend time writing every day. It is such a passion within me.
So-o-o-o how have you been? As always, it has been a crazy week for me and I do not see it letting up any time soon. We have the fundraiser coming up for my sister on November 7th. God is so good. I was concerned a week or so back because it did not appear that vendors were coming forth as I had hoped. Finally, I just left it in God's hands and I quit worrying about it. Lo and behold ... as if I should be surprised ... vendors have been coming forth daily. We have to learn ... or at least I do ... to cast our cares. God wants to handle issues for us, but if you are like me, I think I can do better at times. When do we learn? Probably never!
My children are my everything in life, as I am sure yours are too. Sometimes, when you least expect it, they will do something that truly touches your heart. I remember when my daughter was graduating from high school. It was the day of graduation. Her friend was at the house, and they both kept hanging out in the kitchen that morning around the radio. I thought they were being just silly as all teenage girls will be, but then I figured it out. My daughter had called the radio station and dedicated the song, "Wind Under My Wings" to me. I was so touched, and I have never ever forgotten that moment. If you have ever listened to the words to that song, then you would understand. Well, my son did something yesterday that simply touched the very core of me.
In the morning, I was not feeling well at all. I suffer with a degenerative spinal disease which has a name about a mile long ... Ankylosing Spondylitis ... and at times I have such pain it simply takes my breath away. If I can make myself move and take something for it, I can alleviate the pain pretty quickly. Taking 7.2 has truly kept my illness at a minimal these days, so it is rare to suffer as I was yesterday morning. I did not even know my son had noticed, but evidently he had. Around noon, as I was sitting at my desk, I saw a text message come across my telephone. This was the conversation:
Chris' text: "Are you feeling better?"
My response: "Yes, I am. Son, I am so touched you noticed and moreso that you have not forgotten."
Chris' text: "I am with my friend having lunch and I was thinking about you."
My response: (Of course, at this point, I am about in tears thinking how awesome it is to have my 17 year old son thinking of me in the middle of the day.) "Again thank you. Sometimes you touch mommy's heart so much and I love you."
Chris' text: "I love you too."
It was one of those proud mommy moments!
We have our Fall Festival at church this weekend. I am making a big pot of vegetable soup to take with us. I am so enjoying getting to know the people at my new church. They all seem so loving and kind. I think I may have found the church family I have always longed for. Christopher was not clicking with the youth. Their group is great but Christopher was missing being around people he knew. It is more important to me that Christopher be in a group during the week then us. I had to give up my Wednesday night in order to make his happen, but isn't that what we parents do ... sacrifice for our children? I just need to know he is getting fed more of the word weekly, especially in light of the fact he is getting ready to enter the real world on his own. He needs to have the full armor of God on daily, and as his parent, it is my responsibility to make sure he is being prepped. God has parented my child up to this point and I am sure He will continue to do so. Everyone remarks how incredible Christopher is, and I will agree. I just need to make it clear that though I have loved him, nurtured him, and led him in the right direction, it has been all God doing the teaching and foundation laying. I praise Him for the work He has done in my son's life and in my life. Nothing more calming than to know your children are walking with God. I have more of this reassurance everyday in the lives of both of my children, and it brings such peace to this ole momma's heart!
As I close ... as I think I have rattled on long enough ... I ask for prayer this week. I am having a few challenges I need to overcome ... some thoughts I need to rein in ... some health issues I am a bit concerned with. Nothing major or life changing, but enough so that it tries to mess with my peace. Love you all and will write again soon.
So-o-o-o how have you been? As always, it has been a crazy week for me and I do not see it letting up any time soon. We have the fundraiser coming up for my sister on November 7th. God is so good. I was concerned a week or so back because it did not appear that vendors were coming forth as I had hoped. Finally, I just left it in God's hands and I quit worrying about it. Lo and behold ... as if I should be surprised ... vendors have been coming forth daily. We have to learn ... or at least I do ... to cast our cares. God wants to handle issues for us, but if you are like me, I think I can do better at times. When do we learn? Probably never!
My children are my everything in life, as I am sure yours are too. Sometimes, when you least expect it, they will do something that truly touches your heart. I remember when my daughter was graduating from high school. It was the day of graduation. Her friend was at the house, and they both kept hanging out in the kitchen that morning around the radio. I thought they were being just silly as all teenage girls will be, but then I figured it out. My daughter had called the radio station and dedicated the song, "Wind Under My Wings" to me. I was so touched, and I have never ever forgotten that moment. If you have ever listened to the words to that song, then you would understand. Well, my son did something yesterday that simply touched the very core of me.
In the morning, I was not feeling well at all. I suffer with a degenerative spinal disease which has a name about a mile long ... Ankylosing Spondylitis ... and at times I have such pain it simply takes my breath away. If I can make myself move and take something for it, I can alleviate the pain pretty quickly. Taking 7.2 has truly kept my illness at a minimal these days, so it is rare to suffer as I was yesterday morning. I did not even know my son had noticed, but evidently he had. Around noon, as I was sitting at my desk, I saw a text message come across my telephone. This was the conversation:
Chris' text: "Are you feeling better?"
My response: "Yes, I am. Son, I am so touched you noticed and moreso that you have not forgotten."
Chris' text: "I am with my friend having lunch and I was thinking about you."
My response: (Of course, at this point, I am about in tears thinking how awesome it is to have my 17 year old son thinking of me in the middle of the day.) "Again thank you. Sometimes you touch mommy's heart so much and I love you."
Chris' text: "I love you too."
It was one of those proud mommy moments!
We have our Fall Festival at church this weekend. I am making a big pot of vegetable soup to take with us. I am so enjoying getting to know the people at my new church. They all seem so loving and kind. I think I may have found the church family I have always longed for. Christopher was not clicking with the youth. Their group is great but Christopher was missing being around people he knew. It is more important to me that Christopher be in a group during the week then us. I had to give up my Wednesday night in order to make his happen, but isn't that what we parents do ... sacrifice for our children? I just need to know he is getting fed more of the word weekly, especially in light of the fact he is getting ready to enter the real world on his own. He needs to have the full armor of God on daily, and as his parent, it is my responsibility to make sure he is being prepped. God has parented my child up to this point and I am sure He will continue to do so. Everyone remarks how incredible Christopher is, and I will agree. I just need to make it clear that though I have loved him, nurtured him, and led him in the right direction, it has been all God doing the teaching and foundation laying. I praise Him for the work He has done in my son's life and in my life. Nothing more calming than to know your children are walking with God. I have more of this reassurance everyday in the lives of both of my children, and it brings such peace to this ole momma's heart!
As I close ... as I think I have rattled on long enough ... I ask for prayer this week. I am having a few challenges I need to overcome ... some thoughts I need to rein in ... some health issues I am a bit concerned with. Nothing major or life changing, but enough so that it tries to mess with my peace. Love you all and will write again soon.
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