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Wednesday, February 25, 2009

Need to be stronger than this?

there are brief moments in almost every day when i think to myself "how does everyone do this?"
1.Make enough money ( or any in my case)
2.Clean the house
3.watch child, engage, teach love him
4.be a good friend, wife, sister daughter, mother...etc  fill in the blank
5. Check facebook and update status
6. Check and update blog and read other blogs
7. Seek GOD...
8. Find time to read and learn more in life
 9. cook meals...
1o. Shave legs
11. Extend self into community
12. Feed dog..walk play and love on her... ( clean up her hairy mess all over house)
13. Call people back cause i never answer phone
14. Better stop blogging cause my neighbors are coming over to watch Lost now and i dont feel strong enough for small talk today...wish i was stronger...i always wish i was stronger lately. 

Guess thats why i turned to GOD (and continually need to)...the release of my crazy self into something bigger and Stronger....i so need something Stronger in my life day to day. hour by hour...
An Old hymn sings:
" I need thee every hour in joy or pain...come quickly and abide ..or life is Vain....i need thee Oh, i need thee, oh...i need Thee every hour...i need Thee Lord"

7 comments:

The Morginskys said...

i only shave my legs about 3 times a week, if that. i only shower every other day. i wore the same outfit for 3 days this week.
my sink is full of dirty dishes. some weeks are better than others right? but today my children were loved! you are a strong woman because you know your God. i love you!

Sharliss Jane Arnold said...

Jesus said "Follow Me". I truly think He wants us to live one day at a time. Don't think about tomorrow until the sun comes up the next day. You are doing a great job, just breath, relax, look into the eyes of your sweet little boy and wonderful husband and then smile. You are so blessed. And I am blessed to know you.

carolineb said...

Yes, I wonder how. All the time.

mark, vanessa and baby noah said...

Mandy.....you're an amazing mom to Bennett. You give him everything he needs and at the end of the day...that's what counts. Dishes, laundry, cooking, shaving and even being a good friend can all wait. I don't know anyone who does those things daily. You being passionate in your walk w/ the Lord and striving daily to serve/love those two boys the best way you know how is the most important thing....and let me just say, I think you do both very well, friend.
And as your friend, I count myself blessed to have you in my life. Walking life with you through this journey of parenthood has been awesome. Love you much.

The Musician said...

Sweet friend, walks with you are worth all the clean dishes in the world. I struggle with this too! But I remember that I put forth the best version of myself for others to see, especially on facebook and my blog. I sometimes take moments that would be better spent playing with my giggling daughter to check facebook and then wish I hadn't. But the way you run after God is BEAUTIFUL to behold and nothing else matters as much as that. Blessing and peace to you, me sweet friend. I love you!

PS. My house is a DUMP and I haven't done dishes in ohhhh, about 10 days. Yipe!

kierstin said...

i totally resonated with these words when i read them a week ago, and again today. it always feels like there's too much to do and that everyone else is doing it better. and that i am failing at being who i'm meant to be in so many ways...

...but if only we can remind ourselves of what is true.

Nysewanders said...

So, I've given up on 1, 2, 5 and 10... We'll never be perfect but its nice knowing that it isn't expected of us. We need God. I need God, every minute of the day, sometimes just to remind me that I'm ok:) A friend of mine had this poem on her blog and in my heart it justifies 'letting other things go' just to BE with my kids. I miss y'all.

Song for a Fifth Child

Mother, oh Mother, come shake out your cloth,
Empty the dustpan, poison the moth,
Hang out the washing, make up the bed,
Sew on a button, and butter the bread.

Where is the mother whose house is so shocking?
She's up in the nursery, blissfully rocking.

Oh, I've grown shiftless as Little Boy Blue
Lullabye, rockabye, lullabye loo
Dishes are waiting and bills are past due
Pat-a-cake, darling, and peek, peekaboo

The shopping's not done and there's nothing for stew
And out in the yard, there's a hullabaloo
But I'm playing Kanga and this is my Roo
Look! Aren't his eyes the most wonderful hue?
Lullabye, rockabye, lullabye loo

The cleaning and scrubbing can wait till tomorrow
But children grow up as I've learned to my sorrow.
So quiet down cobwebs; dust go to sleep!
I'm rocking my baby, and babies don't keep.


Blessings on you all!