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Friday, September 24, 2010

being home

Have you ever really thought about the deeper meaning of being 'home'?

People come 'home' from work...
People go 'home' to visit extended family and friends they grew up with...
'Home' is where the heart is...
Women love to make their house a 'home'...
People serving our country in the armed forces want to go 'home'...

I've been thinking a lot about what 'home' really means to me.

We've moved a lot in our life so no structure can ever really be home. I can make it 'homey' but it's just a building. I like to go visit my family and friends, but it's not really home to me anymore.  It's not the house I grew up in and most of my family is spread out across the country.

I think home to me is the feeling I get when my husband walks through the door and my children run and hug and kiss him and scream, "DADDY"!

It is the smell of a roast cooking in the kitchen and cookies in the oven.

A fire in the fireplace and a candle burning on the mantle.

It is kids playing tag through the house and jumping on the furniture, even when I've told them no 100 times.

It's a baby streaking naked through the house after a bath.

It's laughter, tears, joy, and pain. It is the fear that things will never be the same and the excitement of a new adventure...together.

I really think that is the key.  We are together.  Whatever we are doing we are in it as one. No man or woman can change that.  People can do things and say things, be it truth or lies, we are who God made us to be and we are where we are because God has a plan.


WE are 'home'.

Thanks for stopping by!

Crazy Mom, Crazy Wife, Crazy Life

Wendy Jo

Thursday, September 16, 2010

love notes

About a year ago, I received one of the coolest, most thoughtful gifts I have ever received.  Now don't get me wrong, there have been a lot of really neat gifts along the road, but this one was special.

My husband had just returned from a mission trip to El Salvador and pulled me in to present me with this gift.  It was really a pre-gift to another gift he planned to give me, but this pre-gift is what I want to focus on today.

The gift was a planner/journal for the coming year.  Now I should probably stop here and explain that my husband is one of the most particular shoppers that you will find.  He doesn't LIKE to shop, but he, like most men, enjoys the 'hunt'... and inevitable 'capture' of whatever it is he is looking for.  That being said, I know the hours of research...'hunting' that went into this purchase.

I LOVE the journal.  I have jotted in it off and on throughout the year and journaled in it as I did devotions or just had a thought... but truly this is where the most special part of this gift really lies.


Within it's pages my husband had taken the time to go through and write something special on each day that meant something to us as a couple.  Little 'love notes'.  Kids birthdays, trips, special memories...each page carefully gone over and written in with love, for me to find as I went through the journal as the year passed.

Only God knew how much I would need those little reminders as I flipped through the pages on those particular days.

One in particular stood out to me a few days back.  It was a very unexpected little note that I had not remembered seeing and the day was not a 'special' day in our lives... but there it was.  It simply said, "I just love you, that's all."  Simple but so powerful on a day I needed that reminder...

It reminds me of how God has written these little love notes to us also, in his gift to us, the Bible.  How many times have we been flipping through the pages and come upon a verse or chapter that just reminds us that we are loved...that He is in control...that He will provide...that we are none worthy, not one...and yet, He loves us so much anyway...

Remember that you are loved today.

Thanks for stopping by.

Crazy Mom, Crazy Wife, Crazy Life

Wendy Jo

Tuesday, September 14, 2010

some thoughts...

Ok so I know I said we would talk about potty training today but I need to get some things off my chest...

I am a stuffer.  By this I mean that I tend to stuff my feelings down inside instead of saying what I am really thinking.  I always have so many things that I want to say, but when it comes down to it, my will to keep the peace seems to override my will to speak my mind.  The problem with this I suppose is that I am also somewhat of a passive aggressive personality.  I can only bottle for so long before I let it all go...not a pretty sight I would guess...

I have never been good with comebacks either.  I will think of the most incredible things to say...long after the confrontation or conversation is over. I can sit and play out the entire situation in my head and everything that I would say, but I never have those things in my back pocket to just throw out there on a whim... nope I am the one that just sits there dumbfounded at the person with my jaw hanging to the ground and says..."well, well, ...so!"

I have a lot on my mind today.

I went to the first session of the Beth Moore Bible Study on Esther last night.  It is going to be fantastic.  Just like Esther I feel like this study is "for such a time as this".  I don't typically put a lot of scripture in my blog.  Not necessarily on purpose, it just isn't what I typically write about it.  There was a scripture last night that jumped out at me.  It's found in Ephesians 1:11--'Even when we're blind to the evidence, God, "works out everything in conformity with the purpose of His will."' Beth talks about how the book of Esther never once mentions God. In all of my years as a Christ Follower, I never noticed that.  I guess I just assumed that God was present and didn't have to be mentioned for you to know that He was the one working in that great story in the Bible...

Wow! Even when it seems that God is nowhere in sight, that everything that possibly could go wrong does...even when it is not evident that God is there...HE IS!! I am right now trying to learn this theology... God help me to learn it quick so we can move on!! :0)

Well, there are hundreds, probably thousands more things I could say today...like I said, a LOT on my mind, but I will stop for now.

Trusting God for His promises today...

Thanks for stopping by!

Crazy Mom, Crazy Wife, Crazy Life

Wendy Jo

Friday, September 10, 2010

Oh Carter...

Well, today has not been the best of days. There is something about a 2 year old that is built into their little intuition that tells them when mommy is not having the best of days...and they try really hard to make it...well, not better!

I don't even know where to start!

The fact that he and his baby sister woke up at 6:00 am did not bring a smile to my face. The coffee was not brewing, the sink was not clean and quite frankly I was not in the mood to be the one up taking care of it all...but there I was so that was the beginning.


The fit that Carter decided was necessary early this afternoon was also not helpful. My hands were full and there are three flights of stairs to walk up to get to our condo...so the whole neighborhood got to hear him wailing while I walked up, dropped my load of things (which included his baby sister) and then headed back down to see him sitting in tears.

OK. So I did have pity on him and carried him up the stairs. He looked so sad I just couldn't help myself. But...later that night he would have been left sitting right there after what he did...

So we rent. We rent a very nice, upgraded condo that is owned by people that don't have children so I live in constant fear of the kids doing something outrageous to the place. (not that I should be expecting my deposit back anyway since the last two landlords have mysteriously disappeared off the face of the earth when it was time to return our deposit to us...hmmm)

Anyway...I took 5 minutes to myself. Just 5 minutes. I didn't even lock the door, just closed it. Carter comes to the door and asks me to come draw him a puppy. Awww how cute! I tell him sure, just give me a couple minutes. He quietly (this should have been my first clue) waits for me. I open the door and our cream carpet now has a "house" drawn on it that is approximately 5 feet long by 2 feet wide, drawn in cherry red marker! Oh dear God help me before I do something I shouldn't do to this child!

As you can imagine the rest of my evening has been spent scrubbing to no avail, my now slightly orange carpet...I have to go get some more products tomorrow and work on it again. Fantastic!

I guess other than this fairly stinky day things have been going pretty well. Loving the sunshine and the gorgeous weather, the swimming pool, the hot tub, the mountains, my family and my new friends...while missing my far away friends very much.

I will try to be more consistent now that things have settled down a bit. I have started sewing again and have "tooshie" back up and running so that is keeping me pretty busy, but not too busy to sit down and write occasionally.

Next time I will let you in on a little thing called potty-training Abigail...oh my has that been fun!

Thanks for stopping by!

Crazy Mom, Crazy Wife, Crazy Life

Wendy Jo