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Friday, December 30, 2011

bitterness...oh, bitterness

I suppose I should be writing in my book, but instead here I am!  Things seem to flow better when I am just sitting here typing away about life!

All of the reading and the days on end of being stuck in the house have gotten to me.  I know myself well, and I know it is easy for me to slip into a “funk”...I can feel myself slipping...

I have been exercising every day and slowly getting into the shape I want to be in. Why? I really don’t know, because quite frankly I don’t really care that much about having a six-pack or anything of the sort.  Some days I guess it is because I want to impress my husband, but some days, I think it is just so that I can say I did it when the doctor asks me if I have been exercising regularly...why, yes I have, thanks for asking! ;o)

I am being a bit random today I suppose.  That’s what happens when I have too much on my mind and no one to talk to!  I am excited to go to the beach. Names, dates and locations will not be disclosed for privacy reasons...because you know...the paparazzi and stuff :o)  Seriously though, it has been way too long since I have walked along with the sand in my toes and the waves washing up over my feet...the sounds of the seagulls and the waves crashing into the pier...oh how I miss the beach! There is a reason to get in shape...the beach!

Of course it’s only December...

So, I am struggling with some bitterness today.  I know, I know I shouldn’t, and I know this...but it’s sort of like stumbling on an accident, or a dead animal or something...as disgusting as it is...you just can’t look away...you keep coming back to it.  It’s like that with things we see too.  Images, memories, whether imagined or actually seen, they keep replaying in our minds over and over...they are hard to get rid of!  This is where I struggle. I think it is where many struggle if we are honest!

Daily, I can do it.

Every day is a new day.

But sometimes that new day brings with it memories of the past...

I know this....it’s not always easy...

So easy to type, or even say, but difficult to live.

Jeremiah 29:11-14 says,  


"For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the LORD, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. 12 Then you will call on me and come and pray to me, and I will listen to you. 13 You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart. 14 I will be found by you,” declares the LORD, “and will bring you back from captivity.[b] I will gather you from all the nations and places where I have banished you,” declares the LORD, “and will bring you back to the place from which I carried you into exile.”


I have always loved the first verse in this scripture, but today I read on...God does have a plan for me, but it requires my action...read it!  I have to call on Him and pray to Him and He will listen! I have to seek him and then I will find him...and THEN He will bring me back...

Ok, wait..did you catch that...I will find Him?  This indicates that He isn’t the one who is lost...we are! He hasn’t gone anywhere, we just stopped talking to Him, calling on Him, seeking Him...looking for Him...

WOW!

It’s so nice and tidy to just go along day to day and say..Yep, God’s got a plan.  I don’t know what it is, but He has got one, praise God!!  Or even to say, He had a plan, but He doesn’t really care about me anymore...I am worth nothing...Wake up!  You aren’t going to know His plan if you just keep on keeping on...not getting up...not seeking him...being defeated!!!

I once said to a youth member something that, well, I am not too proud of...but I really did mean it in the nicest way...I just didn’t spit it out quite right! (You know me...I do tend to speak my mind!) It had been a particularly difficult day and I had heard enough complaining to last me a very loooong time! She also had had more than she could take and was telling me about it...

I said, “you know, sometimes life is just a pile of crap...you can either choose to live underneath it, or climb up and live on top...what are you gonna do?”

I know...not the nicest way to put it...but the nugget of truth is there, right? I think she still loves me...I hope!

But, seriously, how are you going to seek God and pray to him and find Him if you are allowing life’s “crap” to sit on your shoulders?  No wonder you don’t know where He is! You aren’t alone. You aren’t the only one that has been wronged or done wrong so quit sulking and thinking that you are...yeah, I’m talking to myself too... :0)

As much as I detest New Year’s resolutions, this is one you have to make if you want 2012 to be better than 2011.  If you want to see the plans God has for you...

1. Call on Him
2. Pray to Him
3. Seek Him
4. Find Him

Who knows where you will be on December 31, 2012...

Happy New Year (from me and crazy Carter)!

Crazymom.Crazywife.Crazylife

Wendy Jo

Thursday, December 29, 2011

I am a mess...

Well, after reading and reviewing all of my blog entries, my journal and my facebook timeline I am officially a wreck! It is difficult to read through your life, good or bad and not be a little emotional about it. As I told a good friend of mine, it is tough to read your own story because you are living it and you don’t know the ending!!

I suppose I could write one... see if it plays out or not!

maybe not...

we know how things go when I try to plan them out!

It is official, my book is in the makings...well sort of.  I have organized and compiled and am now filling in the gaps of what is my life of the last twenty-some years...as I am writing I am thinking to myself...what do I really have to say that is worth reading?  I suppose the handful of people that read my blog will enjoy it! :0)

I don’t even know what kind of book it will be classified as...self-help? autobiography? inspirational...hmm, they may have to create a new category for this one!!

Seriously though...I will keep you posted on how this goes...

back to real life...

I have no idea what I am doing!  There you go! Now no one will read my book! HA!

As my kids get older I really have no idea what I am doing! My oldest son is the guniea pig...I guess all oldest kids are.  I try to be patient, I try to reason with him, but there is just no reasoning...is it bad that he is now shut in his room where I have removed every light and everything that he could possibly throw or destroy?  Seriously. I am at a loss. He will wake up and be in a fine mood I’m sure, but in the meantime I am left to pick up the pieces of his “spaz out” moment! I have no words of wisdom here.  Nothing. Only to take it one day at a time, because that is what I am doing!

It’s 60 degrees outside and it’s the end of December.  I should be outside with my kids playing, but after that episode I have no desire to do anything except sit and sulk over a cup of hot tea and a sappy love story. It will get better. I know it will. It has too! Others have survived and I will too.  I may have a few more gray hairs...but I will survive! I have my retirment to look forward to someday!

Off to enjoy my movie and tea...and sulk...just a little...

Thanks for stopping by!

Crazymom.Crazywife.Crazylife

Wendy Jo

Wednesday, December 21, 2011

winter begins

Well, I haven’t blogged as much as I had intended to this year.  I suppose life always gets to be a little busier than I imagine it will be.  Another snow storm is blowing our way this afternoon, with 6-12” expected.  The kids are thrilled, because this will mean a white Christmas! Hopefully it will warm back up enough for a day or two of sledding and we will definitely be making a batch or two of snow ice cream! Yum!

Christmas break is a fun time, but as always a little crazy around the Davis house!  Summer break isn’t bad, because despite our small quarters, the weather is super nice and the kids spend more time outside then in. Christmas break, however is a LITTLE more tricky! I am not a fan of video games...but they do tend to be a life saver on cold, snowy days! (and you KNOW it’s bad when I load up all 5 kids and take them to the MALL for a break!)

We made Christmas rings (chains) this year to count down the days till Christmas.  So fun...except when you have a four-year-old who has indavertantly torn off an extra ring here or there!  Today he brought me his “chain” and exclaimed, “yay! tomorrow is Christmas...” yep, one ring left...how do you explain to a four-year-old that his calculations aren’t quite right? :0) He is a tad disappointed!

This has been a good year, full of blessings.  Probably didn’t go exactly how I had planned for the year to go...but when do things go the way I plan?!? Ha-Ha

I feel like I have grown in many ways, learned a lot and yet, with the learning comes...well, more questions than I had before!  I guess it’s just that much more to tackle for next year!

I hope to tackle my book this new year.  I have much of it written, here and in my journals...it’s just the getting it organized to where it makes sense! (Of course I am not sure how much sense my life can actually make!)

I also plan to write some letters.  I know that I owe a few to my Grandma and I know that there are a few others on my list as well.  It is a lost art and I think that I am going to rejuvinate it! :0)

I think the biggest thing for me is to live out Romans Chapter 12 this year.  God has really struck a chord with me on this passage and it makes perfect sense for me to dive in and live it out.  I LOVE this passage.  I know I have read it many times...but you know how sometimes you read something you have read before and all of a sudden it just jumps off the page at you in a whole new way? That’s where I am at!  I can’t continue to live my life waiting for something better to happen or for things to change when and how I want them to change. I have to live my life as an offering...the one He gave me RIGHT NOW! I think quite possibly the something I have been missing has actually been here all along.

I am blessed and I am thankful.  I hope that the end of this year and the beginning of the new one brings you true joy and blessings!

Merry Christmas from the whole Davis’ clan!



Thanks for stopping by!

CrazyMom.CrazyWife.CrazyLife

Wendy Jo

Sunday, September 25, 2011

One Step Forward...

Do you remember that old song? I think it was a country song, but I don’t remember for sure. One step forward and two steps back...I honestly couldn’t tell you another word from the song, but I can tell you that the phrase has certainly stuck with me.

It seems to be such a fitting line for life.  Just when you feel like you are making progress, whether it be financial, with your children, with your personal goals...there always seems to be that “two steps back” just waiting around the corner!  I have been thinking about that and wondering if what seems like two steps back is really something different?

I mean, think about it...whenever something happens that goes against “our plan” or the way things were supposed to work out in our mind, we consider it to be a step back...but what if it is simply part of the plan? What if it is simply a re-direction? The only way that God could grab our attention?

Let’s face it, we plan for almost everything in life.  As a Christ-follower we are careful to throw the “Lord-Willing” into it, but truth be told...we want the Lord to be willing to do it exactly how WE want it to be!   I am fumbling to think of some good examples that are not too specific or pointed, but I will try!

We can look at our career.  Most people that have a career, also have a career path...meaning they aren’t just sitting idley by, enjoying their career.  They have a plan for the next step, the next promotion, the bigger the better...and when something prevents them from getting the promotion they were due...it’s “two steps back”...  Finances is another good one.  Especially with the economy the way it is today, everyone is really thinking through their financial plans.  Paying down debt, trying to tighten the budget, saving for retirement, for college...and then something happens that changes the plan...”two steps back.”

Let’s look at it from the other angle now...”two steps in a new direction...” So many times hind sight is 20/20...so cliche I know, but it is true.  What if things hadn’t happened the way they did?  Sometimes in life we need a shock to our system, a jolt that reminds us that:

...I am not in control

...I have become complacent

...God has something better for me than this

...I am going the WRONG way...turn around, go back, warning...

The list could go on and on..what would your list say? No, really, sit and think about it...

I find myself questioning my every move some days.  And I have to remind myself that God is in control and He knows the end to my story.  He cares about every minute detail...When I feel like I have gone out on a limb and it didn’t turn out like I thought it would, it doesn’t mean that it didn’t turn out like God knew it would.  He knows what is happening under the surface, the things we can’t see, hear or even begin to comprehend.

Look back over your life and find those “two steps back” moments.  Where have they re-directed you?

Have you grown better from them..or bitter from them?

Last, but not least...the song I mentioned at the beginning...it’s by The Desert Rose Band...and, oh my, that is some song!! :0)

Thanks for stopping by!

Crazy Mom, Crazy Wife, Crazy Life

Wendy Jo

Tuesday, September 20, 2011

Seasons

Wow!  Fall is here and I haven’t blogged in almost 3 months I think!  Actually, that is not true, I just haven’t made any of my blogs public lately!!  A girl needs to get her thoughts on paper sometimes and not share them with the world! Today, I will share! :o) Lucky you! LOL

Fall is my favorite time of year. Hands down. No questions. I love it for it’s beautiful colors, for the smells, the feel of the air...the crispness...

As I sat playing guitar last week, a song began forming in my head and, of course I started scribbling it all down.  I don’t know that it will amount to anything, but the thought behind it is this:  Fall is a season.  It won’t last forever. None of the seasons do.  Some seasons we enjoy...some are painful and we just wish they would get over so we can move on to the next one! We have to learn from the season we are in, enjoy it if it’s possible, endure it if we must, but remember...this season won’t last forever!!

During this season of my life I know that I am learning at lightspeed!  Why? Because if I learn fast...surely this season will go by quicly! Ha! Maybe that’s not how it works, but I figure I might as well be soaking it in since this is where God has me.

Some things I am learning:

  •  Justice/Judgment is in God’s Hands

There are days when I would like to get on a plane, and go confront some people face to face.  Some that I never have had a chance to tell them exactly how I feel about them and what they have done to my family.  But then I realize, as good as that would make me feel, it would do no good!  Bring closure for me, yes, but people are who they are.  If they have been told 100 times, by 100 different people the same thing and they still don’t get it...chances are they never will.  (Aside from God’s hand working a miracle in their lives).  All I can do is educate others how to steer clear of people like them.


  • My future is in God’s Hands
That is such a cool thought.  For all of my planning, worrying, thinking and rethinking...God knows exactly what lies ahead!  He knows where we will be living in a year, where we will be working in a year, how He will  provide for us in a year.  Why do we even worry or wonder what lies ahead?

  • Forgiveness is a Process
This one is hard to grasp.  There are people I have forgiven, only to realize that I am still harboring unforgiveness. (Like those moments I want to jump on the plane... :0) )  I truly believe that at the initial point of forgiveness, I really did forgive them, but it almost seems to work like the stock market with its ebs and flows.  I know that eventually I will be able to completely forgive and hopefully forget...but I have to give myself some time. 

  • Healing takes Time
Along the same lines of forgiveness, healing takes time.  I get frustrated with myself when I wake up angry about things in the past...when I find myself bitter about a situation and think... "come on, you should be over this by now!” I have to realize that not everything can be “gotten over” in just a few days, weeks, or even months!  In order for some wounds to heal, it takes time.  A broken arm may look perectly fine on the outside once the swelling goes down, but it takes many more weeks before the inside is healed and ready to be used again.  Use it too quickly and it will break again...maybe worse than the first time...causing more permanent damage! We are the same way.  God will use us again, I have no doubt, but although the outside looks pretty good now, the Master Healer is still fixing up the inside. 

As you enjoy this Fall season, take time to reflect on what old things...though possibly beautiful in their time just like the changing leaves, need shaken off by the winds of change so that new growth can eventually replace it. Be patient with yourself and with God, who knows the perfect timing for YOU!

Thanks for stopping by!

Crazy Mom. Crazy Wife. Crazy Life.

Wendy Jo



Wednesday, July 13, 2011

the little things

I spent an incredible night last night with the love of my life.  We have known each other for almost 25 years now, and I still enjoy the little things.  His hand sweeping across my back, holding hands, a kiss on the forehead...all the little things that make the “big thing” of marriage succesful.  I almost felt like I was in some sort of movie as we ran through the flooded streets in the pouring rain after leaving the concert we attended.  Some people were walking huddled under umbrellas, but not us!  We ran with all of our might the block and a half to our car.  We arrived absolutely drenched and laughing like teenagers. It reminded me of the saying that my friend Jess would always say to me when times were very difficult.
Life isn’t about waiting for the storm to pass...it’s about learning to dance in the rain.
-unknown author-

When things were rough she would tell me to look at her little saying that sat on the shelf...and of course I would give her that look of...not now Jess... Oh how I love my friend...and the little things...

I suppose you really can’t fully comprehend the meaning of that saying unless you have danced in...or at least run through...the rain!  If we had waited 5 minutes the rain would have subsided somewhat, but then we would have missed making that memory.

The little things...

There are so many things I could tie this too...both good and bad.

In our marriage, we are learning to once again enjoy the little things.  It is those little things that make you stick like glue through the tough times.  Those little things that sometimes we get too busy to pay attention to...

In the church, it is also the little things.  Find a church that is focused on the “little things” and you will most likely find a church where they are getting it right. We talked about the little things in marriage...what does that look like in a church?

I could go into a list of things that a person would expect when being a member of a church, but I don’t want to get too specific here.  Every church looks different from the next, and every person has different expectations.

Yes, some are nit-picky and shallow and cause people to church hop, because they are never happy. You have to look where the pattern lies...with the people or with the church.

Sometimes there are legitimate reasons people become frustrated with their church...and a lot of times it is these “little things”, not because they have a history of being dissatisfied with where they attend church. A phone call from the pastor at the passing of a loved one.  A meal when a child is sick or born... “little things”  These are the things that people really need.  They don’t need another big event with more lights, camera action...they need to feel loved, to know that their fellow church-goers understand what they are going through.  It’s really what we all need. And guess what, when people feel loved in their time of need, they tend to love other people when they are going through a similar situation.

One more thing along these lines.  I know there are some out there that would say...well, if you see the need than do something about it!  There is some truth to this statement...however, when you are one of the few (20%) who is doing nearly everything (80%) it isn’t necessarily your resposibility to fill yet another gap.  I don’t know the answer.  I do know that when people lead by example, others tend to follow.  (Yes, this even applies to marriage...if you want more of the little things in your marriage, be the first to reach out and eventually, your spouse will follow!)

Yes, I know there is a lot more that goes into a happy, healthy church than this. But I think sometimes we forget the roots of why we come together in the first place.  A fellowship of believers.  People coming together to celebrate life’s successes and weep over life’s sorrows.  To build each other up in Christ’s love.

Well, I have taken all of the time I can for today.

Thanks for stopping by!

Crazymom.Crazywife.Crazylife

Wendy Jo

Friday, July 1, 2011

questions answered

I should be taking a nap.  Too many days in a row of craziness and not enough long night’s sleep!  Matthew is working today, Ashton is vacationing at the beach (not sure how I missed out on that one) and Cooper is camping in the mountains with his youth pastor.  I should feel at ease, like life is a piece of cake, with only 3 munchkins at home...what will I do with all of my time?

Today I am going to try to answer a few questions from the messages I have received over the last week. I think they are some valid questions and I will do my best to answer them.

The first question was regarding finding someone that you can trust to talk to, to look to for sound spiritual advice.  How do you know who this person or these people are in your life?

I think there are a few things that stick out to me on this one, things that I have used to determine who I can trust.

1.  Look at their life.  Are they always in the midst of some sort of chaos or drama?  Now maybe people go to them a lot for advice...that is one thing, but when they are the common denominator in the midst of the chaos...RUN AWAY!

2.  Are they trustworthy?  I think the best determining factor in this is, do they talk about other people to you?  If so, they are going to talk about you to other people!  Bottom line, no exceptions.

3.  Does their advice line up with scripture?  I say this because there are some people in my life who are very wise, but are not Christ-followers. There are some things that I will absolutely take their advice on...I have been burned by a lot more “christians” than I have non-christians... There are many who take scripture out of context to give advice, completely changing the meaning of what the Bible intended...

4.  Know Yourself...this may seem silly, but no one knows you better than you.  You know your strengths, your weaknesses, your shortcomings...Right along with this is knowing scripture...If you know the word of God, you can’t be easily deceived.  Most of the time we have that gut feeling about things anyway...

5.  Are they the same sex as you?  To some this may seem like a no-brainer, but to others maybe not.  If you are going to be able to confide in someone and talk personally, it needs to be someone that is of the same sex.  This is obviously most important if you are married or if the person you are seeking advice from is married.  There have been times in our ministry where a single or married female wanted to seek counsel from my husband. Now, I understand that there are times that this is appropriate, in the right context, with the right accountability present...but on an ongoing basis it’s a big NO...RADAR UP...Don’t let the devil get a foothold here.  I, as a married woman don’t need to be confiding to another man about my ministry stress, work stress, marriage stress, children stress, etc...What may start out as innocent can quickly turn to something much more damaging.

Overall I would say that there are about 3 people (besides my husband) that I can count on to talk to in times of need.  These are people that I know will keep my confidence and will give me good advice.  Use common sense...test the waters a bit and as that friendship/accountability grows you will know when you have a “keeper”.

Man...I am so long-winded sometimes.   Maybe I should just right a book.  Half of it might be about nothing, but it would be plenty long!!! :0)

The second question was how do we as women, juggle our kids, our husband, our personal life, our ministry...Oh man.  I will TRY to keep this brief...I might have to continue it tomorrow, we will just see how this goes.

When Matthew and I first started out in ministry we had no children.  We were also not full-time in ministry, simply volunteer staff.  We did everything together and we loved it.

Our first full-time position was met with me being 5 months pregnant, a lot of extended family stress and, as I mentioned before, a pastor that felt like he’d done his time and now we were going to do ours!  I was young, the morning sickness wasn’t terrible and I was able to stay pretty involved.

As the years went by and the number of children increased, I began to realize that my responsibilities to my children were growing and something had to give.  I couldn’t be everything to everyone.  I couldn’t keep my sanity.

I think the most important thing to remember when you are raising children...whether in the ministry or not...the priorities remain the same...

GOD FIRST
FAMILY SECOND
WORK THIRD

I like to break it down a little more when talking about balance and the family...it looks a little more like this...

GOD FIRST
     time alone with God/time alone for me (this is different than the ministry)
FAMILY SECOND
     husband then kids (notice that the word laundry is not here! :o) )
WORK THIRD
     if you don’t work outside the home this means laundry, house cleaning, and all of the other wonderful things that come with being a mom! This is also where ministry comes in.

I think the bottom line here is that you just can’t do as much as you used to when you have kids.  What you have to do is decide which things are most important in your ministry (or if you aren’t in the ministry, apply this to the volunteer work you do in your church).

This is something that there needs to be open communication with your spouse about.  You HAVE to be on the same page.  Your husband needs to understand where you are coming from.  You don’t just all of a sudden hate the ministry, and hate him for being in the ministry.  You just have different priorities for a season.  As your children grow, they can be more involved and therefore, you can too.

Let me say again, communicate about this.  There will be well-meaning churchgoers who each have their own opinion about how you should run your family.  How much time you should be spending at the church. If you and your husband are on the same page there are no surprises.  You’ve got his back and he’s got yours!

I regret not being more open at times with Matthew about this.  I think we were both well-meaning in all that we did.  Looking back, I can see how a lack of communication created some stress that didn’t need to be there.  I started using my kids as an excuse to not go to things at the church.  They were tired, they didn’t feel well...I was upset that the ministry was taking so much of my husband’s time and without realizing it, was only making things worse by staying away...now I didn’t need to come and bring my bad attitude along (and if you know my fiery Irish attitude...you will agree with me!) I needed to get my attitude right, communicate my feelings and be there!

Lessons learned in the mirror...

Ministry and life are all a balancing act; neither will succeed unless the other is in balance.

Communication is Key 

Well, little miss Abigail is whining at my knee, wanting a “nak” and a “wink”.  I must go for now!

Thanks for stopping by!

Crazymom.Crazywife.Crazylife

Wendy Jo

Monday, June 27, 2011

part 4...how “the ministry” almost ruined my marriage...who do you listen to

It’s been a couple of days.  I took the weekend off to enjoy some time with my husband, the kids and a good friend that is here visiting. The change of pace in our life, even if only for a season, is a nice one.  I have to admit, it took some getting used to.  I was not used to seeing Matthew...hardly at all.  So to go from that to seeing him every day...sometimes all day depending on his schedule...well, let’s just say that has all been part of the growing and learning process!  We are learning to love being together again and enjoying time with our kids. ( I am sure the feeling on that one was mutual!)

Now, through the years I have had a lot of friends.  Some are friends that I grew up with that I am still connected with today.  Some are from former churches with whom I have stayed in contact with.  Some are pastors and their wives who have had a great deal of experience and can give me true wisdom in dealing with a lot of the situations that I have been through.

The bottom line is, I have people that I TALK to and then those whom I LISTEN to and some who fall into both categories...I also have some people from my past who I don’t talk to or listen to.  This may sound harsh, but the fact is, that there are people that don’t really have a voice in my life.  For whatever reason, they have either never earned that position, or they have lost it.

Have you ever had a person who likes to pop up every now and then with some “words of wisdom” for you?  Have you ever wondered if those “words of wisdom” were really for your benefit or theirs? Possibly they feel the need to try to control you or a situation.  Possibly they are gossips and want the latest information and they blanket that with “concern”.  My favorite...the prayer/gossiper. :0)

Now I will say, there have been some people that have popped up that were divine appointments.  No doubt in my mind.  Words of wisdom from a person who has no idea of our situation, no ulterior motive...simply a word from God for us.

I could go a lot of directions here, but I don’t want to confuse the issue.

God puts people in our lives to help us along the journey.

You will discover who those truly Godly people are when you have been through a trial or a difficult season of life.

Like I said before, I have had a lot of friends through the years.  The thing that has surprised me the most as we have gone through this year is the lack of contact from those who we thought were people that cared about us.  Now I do know that some were told not to contact us...for those I understand why there was no contact, because they were trying to honor the spiritual authority in their life.  This is right and honorable on their part.

I honestly hadn’t thought a whole lot about it until someone from the past tried to contact me.  I knew the moment I received the message that this was not someone who was going to have a voice in my life.  Why, you ask did I know so quickly?  Well, for one the concern was with our family, of whom my husband is the head, but they didn’t contact him, they contacted me. For another, this was one of those people whom I thought would have been concerned for our family over the past year, who could have at any time picked up the phone to check on us, but this was the first contact I had received from them...and it really wasn’t about us at all...

Lessons learned in the mirror:

Know who has a voice in my life.  

From Galtians 6:

1Brothers, if someone is caught in a sin, you who are spiritual should restore him gently. But watch yourself, or you also may be tempted. 2Carry each other’s burdens, and in this way you will fulfill the law of Christ. 3If anyone thinks he is something when he is nothing, he deceives himself. 4Each one should test his own actions. Then he can take pride in himself, without comparing himself to somebody else, 5for each one should carry his own load.
6Anyone who receives instruction in the word must share all good things with his instructor.
7Do not be deceived: God cannot be mocked. A man reaps what he sows. 8The one who sows to please his sinful nature, from that naturea will reap destruction; the one who sows to please the Spirit, from the Spirit will reap eternal life. 9Let us not become weary in doing good, for at the proper time we will reap a harvest if we do not give up. 10Therefore, as we have opportunity, let us do good to all people, especially to those who belong to the family of believers.


Am I perfect?  NO, but is anyone?

Do I make mistakes? YES

Am I angry? Yes, at times I am very angry.  There are times I have to revisit the past and ask God to help me to love people the way that he loves them.  To forgive them time and again.

Ephesians 4:26
Be angry and do not sin. Don’t let the sun go down on your anger,

As I finish, one last thought that we should all take to heart...

When someone does something, whether it be sin or just something you don’t like...they are not trash to be kicked to the curb, worthless to you and the rest of the world.  They are God’s child.  Saved by grace, the same grace that everyone who chooses Him, is saved by.

Thanks for stopping by,

Crazymom.Crazywife.Crazylife

Wendy Jo

Friday, June 24, 2011

part 3...how “the ministry” almost ruined my marriage...the pastors we serve and the churches they lead

I am grouchy.  My beautiful 2 year old daughter has once again awoke me before anyone should be awake...it’s like clockwork.  If we don’t have to be up early, she is awake at 6, if we do have to be up early...we have to drag her out of bed kicking and screaming! And if you know Abigail, when she is up... so is the dog, her brother, her other brother...and me. Today might just be a 2 pot day...meaning coffee.... :0)


As I sit drinking cup number 2, black, no cream, no sugar I am trying to gather my thoughts.  I am amazed at the responses I have received from friends, former youth members and others I don’t even know...I am humbled to be able to share my life and I truly hope that it can help other to heal and find hope for the future. 

We are currently attending a small church in Colorado.  We aren’t on staff. The Pastor and his wife here are true friends.  We have served with them on staff in the past. They are good people. Although the church is smaller than what we had grown accustomed to, the spirit of the people and the opportunity to take a break from full time ministry could not have happened in a better place.  The pastor is a phone call away when we need prayer, counsel, direction or just a friend.  Literally, anyone in the church can call him up. A seemingly foreign concept in a lot of today’s churches. His wife is the same.  Morning coffee and a shoulder to cry on...a voice of wisdom. 

It seems that this simple concept of being a pastor has become almost foreign in some religious circles today.  The pastor is insulated from the people and the focus is bigger, better, faster...if you are lucky you might be able to shake the pastor’s hand as you exit the church...

What do we expect in a pastor?  Someone who is good at preaching?  Someone who is a friend?  Someone who will lead us? 

There are a lot of expectations on a pastor.  This I understand and can sympathize with.  He cannot be everything to everyone, especially if the church he leads is large.  Some would say if a church becomes so large that the pastor doesn’t have time to be bothered with the phone calls of the people, the hospital visits, the “shepherding”, that, quite possibly, the church is too large...

I really have mixed emotions about this.  There is a large church in the midwest that I attended in college when it was not even meeting in a permanent building.  It is now running in the thousands every weekend. I showed up to attend a couple of months back and the pastor still remembers my name...and my husbands name...we served in a volunteer capacity with the 4 year olds for a year or two when the church was already quite large, but the man still remembers my name...me, a volunteer.  There are countless ministries happening through that church to the homeless, widowed, poor, addicted...the pastor is somewhat shielded, but still accessible. I think the thing that sticks out most to me about this church is that from the beginning they were about reaching the community in a Biblical way, and they have never strayed from that.  They have a large paid staff of pastors and office administrators that help with keeping everything going.  I haven’t served on staff first hand at this church so I can’t speak to the work load or the stress. I am sure at times it is crazy. 

I say all of this about this church, because I think that there are large churches that are getting it right...it might not be for everyone...

As a “lay person” or even “volunteer” in a large church I can tell you that the temperature of the church, where the church is headed, can be felt. If you are feeling overworked, the staff of the church is probably feeling 10x more overworked.  This is a good indicator of church health. I know this is a bit of a generalization and can not be fairly applied to every situation.  There are seasons of busyness.  That happens.  Preparing for a big outreach, a Christmas Service...but the key word is seasons...Last time I checked the longest a season lasted was 3 months...not years on end...

I am going to divert away from the “large” or “mega” church for a minute.  Another church we served in as Youth Pastors in the midwest is a great example of a pastor and his wife that are getting it right.  They have been faithfully working at the same church for the last...well, at least 10 years I think. They have pushed through difficulties personally and in the church, but have seen God blessing their work immensely.  They haven’t focused on numbers, but the church has grown.  They haven’t focused on being “the best”, but that is the reputation they have.  Why?  The people have grown under the leadership of this pastor...they’ve gone from drinking milk to eating steaks with a side of potatos. There isn’t a revolving door.  People come, people see genuineness and people stay...and grow! God has weeded out the thorns...some have left, blossomed and come back. We worked for this pastor and his wife and they loved us.  They loved the people.  The people, their staff and the health of their staff were the most important things...everything else has fallen into place as God’s word has been preached...unapologetically. I still speak often with my friends from this place and continue to seek counsel from the pastor’s wife. She has wisdom beyond her years.

Cup 3...this is getting long...

All of these churches and pastors...different styles, different people, different places...

If you refer to what I wrote yesterday and what we bring with us into these places, you can see how it can be quite the volatile mix...some pastors lead with an iron fist, others with a gentle helping hand...neither is necessarily wrong...one just tends to be much more appealing than the other!!

I want to be careful here as I start to wind things down for today.  Many of you know where we have come from and the things we have been through over the last year.  No matter what you bring into a place of ministry, there is still a certain responsibility of the pastor you serve under to make sure that his staff is healthy.  

If the pastor sees a staff member working 70-80-90-100 hours a week....something needs to be done.  

When a staff member sees the people of the church more than his own family...something needs to be done.  

When this pattern is seen repeated over and over in the same church...what or who is the common denominator?

As someone who has been told after being asked to leave a church-who I can and cannot speak to....where I can and cannot live....where I can and cannot go...who can and cannot visit me...for my own protection...I can tell you that it is hurtful and it is wrong. Period. I have begun to think that it is not all for my protection...or my healing...

I won’t go on because it will turn from truthful statements to harsh words and anger...that is pointless.  Because I have found freedom in my relationship with God, I seek the counsel of those people that God has placed in my life. 

Who has God placed in your life? Who do you allow to speak into your life?...

Questions for later.  I have already gone on longer than I should have.  

Lessons learned in the mirror...
the health of a church is directly related to the health of it’s staff...


I am sure I will receive some “flack” for the things I have written.  I know that my name and my story will be discredited...”she is just bitter...” but I can tell you...NO, I am not bitter.  I am thankful. No matter what circumstances have brought me from where we were to where we are...God’s hand was in it.  I may not have liked the “way out” that God provided...but I have no doubt that he got us out just in time...





Thursday, June 23, 2011

part 2...how “the ministry” almost ruined my marriage...baggage and priorities

as promised...part 2


I have spent a lot of time thinking about the best way to tackle this, and then realized that when I am organized it doesn’t ever seem to come out right.  So I will just let things pour out onto the page as I think.


The beginning is a good place to, well... begin.  What you bring into your marriage and ultimately into your ministry will greatly effect, possibly determine, the survival of your marriage. Whether you bring in generational curses such as divorce, drinking, marital infidelity, and abuse or simply your own attitude and belief about marriage and the ministry, all of these things will have a major impact as the years go by.


Looking back at the beginning, I see patterns that we brought into our marriage that, at the time, didn’t seem like anything major.  My husband brought in a work-a-holic background and a need for affirmation.  I brought in a family history of complete and quiet submission to your husband, even if you disagreed, along with a fiery Irish spirit!  Add to that being fairly newly married and pregnant with our first child...we were already setting ourselves up for disaster without even realizing it. 


Now don’t get me wrong...Being dedicated to your work is an honorable trait. Working hard and providing for your family is all good.  So is being a submissive wife...


Proverbs 25:24 Better to live on a corner of the roof than share a house with a quarrelsome wife.


So we bring these things into our ministry and then begin working for a pastor who believes that he has "paid his dues” as he put it, and now it’s our turn.  The cycle begins.  My husband works hard to receive the affirmation from the pastor and from me that he is doing good.  I am upset that he seems to be working a lot more than anyone else in the church, but being taught to be quiet and submissive I say nothing...until that fiery Irish spirit pops up and I can’t hold in my frustration any longer...Kaboom!!!  


First major fight about the ministry and the beginnings of a foothold for satan to grab hold of. That love that my husband and I had for each other, unbeknownst to us, was very slowly beginning to erode. We kissed and made up, but this was to be only the first of many disagreements about time at work, time at home, priorities...there was a scratch in the protective surface of our marriage.  I look back and am saddened by the things we didn’t see.  


Was the pastor a bad, horrible slave-driver...well he wasn’t bad, he wasn’t horrible... maybe a bit of a slave-driver... God still uses men like this, but so does the devil.  I will discuss this more tomorrow...


My husband came out of this determined to work harder so that I would affirm the work he was doing.  He came out feeling as if I didn’t understand or support him in the ministry that God had called him (us) to do.  A child was born, I pulled away, he pulled away... you get the picture.  


Over the next several ministry positions the gap grew between us.  The more he worked, the more bitter and resentful I became toward the ministry, because after all, it was the ministry that was causing the divide...or so I thought. As I pulled away he felt unaffirmed from me and therefore continued to look more to the ministry and the people in the ministry for that affirmation.  Before anyone jumps to conclusions...we were both wrong in this. Equally.


A quick side note here...these are the times where, if we are unguarded, satan will use others...usually of the opposite sex to fill that gap of affirmation in our lives...both the husaband and the wife are susceptible to this.  It is such a difficult thing, because even if you see someone flirting with or setting traps for your spouse, giving them the affiramtion that they need so deperately...your opinion is no longer as valuable as it once was...you are just that same old nagging voice to them...


Over the years my opinions, my words became of less value to him. Not because there wasn’t wisdom in what I had to say, but because of the divide that had slowly grown between us on our views of the ministry and what was important...everything I had to say was weighted to him with my bitterness...and in the last couple of years my sheer hatred for the ministry.  


Looking at all of this I am sure many of you that knew us had no idea what was happening, for in "the ministry" it is always a plastic smile on your face and fake joy in your heart if you want to survive. That sounds terrible...but I told you I was going to be honest.  


(Now as a disclaimer, not everyone you see that is in a leadership position in church is miserable, unhappy and bitter. There are many, some of which I am good friends with, that are truly serving God joyfully...those that have figured out how to do it right...and if you get close to these kinds of people...you can spot a fake pretty easily...)


Lessons learned in the mirror:


Priorities...God, Family, Then Ministry

So many times pastors, youth pastors, others get confused on this one.  Our personal relationship with God is NOT the same thing as our ministry. End of story. Period. This is one that establishes itself early in ministry and only grows worse with time.  


The lines are blurred...
I am called, therefore this work is God’s work...
therefore the work of the ministry slowly supercedes the calling...
which supercedes the personal relationship...we become known for our work and enjoy being known...and no one knows that our personal relationship with God has 
slowly... 
faded... 
into the background, or into oblivion...




I will stop for now although I could keep going, and going, and going!


tomorrow...part 3...the pastors we serve


thanks for stopping by...
crazymom.crazywife.crazylife


wendy jo

Wednesday, June 22, 2011

part 1...how “the ministry” almost ruined my marriage

I say ‘Part 1’ because I know I have a lot to say here, and I know you don’t want to read all day. I have been thinking about this set of posts for quite some time and have decided, after much thought, to go ahead with it.  I am going to be brutally honest and upfront as much as I can, without naming names or slandering anyone.

I am sure at first glance that many of my church friends are appalled by the title.  Please read on, because if you know me well, you know there is much more to my blog than the title!

My husband and I have been married for 16 1/2 years.  We have been involved in ministry of some kind together for all of that time, and then some.  We are falling more in love with each other every day and learning more about each other every day. I won’t speak for my husband, he will speak for himself when he feels like it, but as for me...

Over the years we have worked at many different churches.  Some small, some average, and one huge one.  Churches, like people come in all shapes and sizes and, just like people you can’t judge them by their “cover”.

In each of the places we have served, we have made incredible friendships, worked with incredible people and had some incredible experiences. I still believe that there is some good and some bad in every church.  The bad comes in because a church is not a building, it is people.  Sinful people with their own preconceived ideas and intentions that come together...there is bound to be some trouble!!

As we take off on this set of posts I truly hope that others can gleen from my experiences and maybe have some of their own input.

Right now, we are taking a much needed break from traditional ministry.  It is for a season, a much needed one.  When I say traditional ministry, that means that I am still in ministry every day, just not on staff at a church.  Whether it is counseling former youth members, praying with friends or volunteering in my church, I look at everything I do as a ministry opportunity.

Well, the introduction took up most of the blog, but that’s ok.  It’s my blog and I will just keep posting until I run out of things to say!!!

One thought for today before I go, and it is an important one to remember....

There are always two sides to every story. I am telling the one that most people don’t hear. The one that is brushed under the rug, hidden from sight so that “the church” and “the ministry” can move forward.

I don’t speak out of anger or bitterness, because those things only hurt me.  I simply speak the truth in hopes that others can learn from it.  The following scripture I think best describes where I am coming from and my true intentions.


Instructions for Christian Living (From Ephesians 4)
 17 So I tell you this, and insist on it in the Lord, that you must no longer live as the Gentiles do, in the futility of their thinking. 18 They are darkened in their understanding and separated from the life of God because of the ignorance that is in them due to the hardening of their hearts. 19 Having lost all sensitivity, they have given themselves over to sensuality so as to indulge in every kind of impurity, and they are full of greed.
 20 That, however, is not the way of life you learned 21 when you heard about Christ and were taught in him in accordance with the truth that is in Jesus. 22 You were taught, with regard to your former way of life, to put off your old self, which is being corrupted by its deceitful desires; 23 to be made new in the attitude of your minds; 24 and to put on the new self, created to be like God in true righteousness and holiness.
 25 Therefore each of you must put off falsehood and speak truthfully to your neighbor, for we are all members of one body. 26 “In your anger do not sin”: Do not let the sun go down while you are still angry, 27 and do not give the devil a foothold. 28 Anyone who has been stealing must steal no longer, but must work, doing something useful with their own hands, that they may have something to share with those in need.
 29 Do not let any unwholesome talk come out of your mouths, but only what is helpful for building others up according to their needs, that it may benefit those who listen. 30 And do not grieve the Holy Spirit of God, with whom you were sealed for the day of redemption. 31 Get rid of all bitterness, rage and anger, brawling and slander, along with every form of malice. 32 Be kind and compassionate to one another, forgiving each other, just as in Christ God forgave you.




So here we go...

Friday, May 13, 2011

Life is short

It has been almost a year since we picked up our family and moved across the country from Pennsylvania to Colorado.  There are many details that went into the why of the move. Many details that few will ever know... and it has truly been a year of reflection...

Lessons learned then and now:


  • It is easy to sit and ponder the “what if’s” of life. Hindsight truly is 20/20.
  • You might be able to see a problem, but you might not always be the solution.
  • People that think they know everything, rarely know much of anything.
  • You can say the same thing 100 different ways, but if the person you are saying it to isn’t listening, they aren’t going to hear you.
  • Family truly comes first. There is no greater calling then teaching your children the ways of God.
  • Some sacrifice is temporary. Some sacrifice is necessary. Some sacrifice is misguided. Some sacrifices never end.
  • When you are going through the thick of it, you learn who your true friends are.
  • Some people only want to use you, others want to see God use you...there is a big difference.
  • Some people will never change because they think they have nothing to change.
  • Boundaries are not just important, they are imperative...in life, marriage and work.
  • You have to know when to say NO.
  • Bitterness makes you sick.
  • Kill people with kindness...it really confuses grouchy people.
  • Sometimes you can be so stuck in a rut that you don’t know you are there.
  • There are some people that it’s just best to not be friends with. They aren’t bad people, they are just bad for you.
  • Time heals all wounds, but the scars remind us of where we have come from.
  • God still has a plan for us...


I could go on and on with the life lessons that have presented themselves so freely over the last year.  Some may sound a bit harsh, but I don’t intend them to be that way.  Simply truths that I have learned...and, sometimes, I guess the truth is harsh. Some days are good, some are bad and some are fantastic.  Lately, there have been more and more fantastic ones.  God has put special people in my life to help me see those fantastic moments. (and to get me out of some of those endless ruts)

Psalm 91 has become a favorite of mine to not only read, but to pray over my family.

I always remember Jeremiah 29:11.  It is the scripture that God grounded in my heart nearly 10 years ago.

Today I am thanking God in ALL situations, because He truly is working all things together for my good...and yours too.

Thanks for stopping by.

Crazy Mom, Crazy Wife, Crazy Life

Wendy Jo

Sunday, May 8, 2011

Spring is here...life goes on...

The countdown has begun.  Spring is in full bloom and school is just a few short weeks away from being over for the year.  The kids seem to have some sort of a new burst of energy that, unfortunately, is not being applied to school work, but rather to torturing each other endlessly!  The thought of the summer in our 1000 sf condo is...daunting.  The pool will be open soon and at least that will give the kids something to soak up all of that energy.  Fortunately, there aren’t many days in Colorado that it isn’t fit to be outside.  I am so thankful for this seemingly little blessing.


I escaped to my balcony last night for a brief moment, just to gaze out over the city and soak in the cool evening air.  It seems to rejuvenate me, even if only for a moment.  Out there I can let my mind wander without the distraction of children, house cleaning, or anything else that might try to creep in.  So peaceful.

I have been meandering around the web, looking at fun and creative projects to do, new recipes to cook, anything to keep me busy.  I am a bit of an adventurous spirit and tend to get bored easily.  The problem is, when you aren’t rich, you have to be creative!  There just isn’t any other option!

Let’s see...

I have made candles by melting wax, adding whatever I had that smelled good and food coloring...a bit of a disaster, but they did burn!

I have reupholstered furniture.  Everything from a seat on a chair to a couch.  This I LOVE!  Problem is that it isn’t a quick job and it takes up a lot of space while you are doing it.

I bake almost everything from “scratch”.  It is how my mom taught me to do things and I still love to do it that way.  My kids are now also learning the art of baking.  They love to measure, mix, taste and experiment.  I, being the creative type, rarely stick to the recipe and rarely measure anything.  Yes, this has created a few disasters along the way, but also some great new twists on old recipes.

I sew.  I sew clothes, diaper bags, purses, curtains, pillows...pretty much everything.  Again, not patient enough for the patterns they sell in stores which has resulted in a few unsightly finished products.  Ashton is now learning to sew also, and like me, hates patterns...oh boy!


If I could do one thing in life, that didn’t affect anything else in my life right now...my husband and my children... I would be an interior designer.  Not the fancy smanshy kind that no one can afford.  A practical, creative, fun interior designer.  I love to come up with inexpensive solutions to make a room look like you spent a ton when you maybe only spent a couple hundred bucks...or less!  This week I had to come up with a solution for the girls’ bedroom.  Abigail has broken off all of the long (ugly) blinds that cover their window.  We aren’t supposed to put up any nails or screw in the wall since we rent sooo...  I got a shower curtain rod at Goodwill, brand new for $4 and some very cute shower curtain rings for $1.99.  I had some old mismatched clip on curtain rings so I took them down to the clip, added the shower curtain rings and then attached them to some big scraps of choclate fabric that I had. I hung the shower curtain rod in the window (no screws needed) and there you have it, new curtains!! YAY!

Off to play with the kiddos on this beautiful Mother’s Day.  They are yelling from down at the sandbox for me to come and play so I had better go!

Thanks for stopping by!

Crazy mom. Crazy Wife. Crazy Life
Wendy Jo

Tuesday, February 15, 2011

the story of us...

Well, as we have discussed before, I am a hopeless romantic.  I love the sappy love stories, even if half of them are seriously impossible...I am still sucked in and watch them time and time again.

Have you ever noticed that almost every one of these types of movies have the line in it, “any man who doesn’t appreciate who you are doesn’t deserve you anyway...” or “I hope that he knows what a lucky man he is to have you...)or something along those lines? You get the picture.  It is a little ridiculous, but those movie writers KNOW! They know exactly how to feed our female ego and keep us coming back for more!  We want to know that we are loved and that the man who loves us knows how special we are!

Can you find us in this awesome picture?
With yesterday being Valentine’s day, I thought I would give you all a little of the love story that is my life...

I have known my husband Matthew since we were in the 7th grade, about 13 years old I guess.  (the same age that my son is now...oh man!) I knew him because his parents owned a family restaurant that my family ate at quite a bit, but I actually met him at a band concert.  He played saxophone and I played the trumpet.  (Not the best instrument for meeting guys since it leaves a fabulous little circle on your lips!)


I was so excited to see him and talk to him at that concert.  We entered from the side of the auditorium (outside) down a series of stairs and little platforms.  He was ahead of me in the line so I had a great vantage point from higher up the stairs...the disadvantage was that  I was so busy gawking at him that I failed to see that we had come to the next set of stairs...yep, I fell.  He didn’t see me fall, but my hose were ripped and my knees were bleeding.  I was so embarrassed and then just wanted to go and hide! We did exchange a few brief words, but I don’t hardly remember what they were because I was just trying to hide my knees! (I later found out he asked one of his friends about me and his friend said not to mess with me, because I was a “Bartlett” girl. i.e. I was from the country school and he was from the city school!)

Matthew with one of his friends...sporting some nice hair!
The years went by and we became friends through junior high and high school, hanging out together and, of course going to band functions together.  He became a stable voice of reason in my life at times that I wasn’t sure life was worth continuing. He taught me to love good Christian Music and appreciate musicians like Joe Satriani... oh the memories! Eventually, our Senior year of high school, he finally asked me out! He took me to see “Necessary Roughness,” a football movie! (I didn’t even care what the movie was, I was just excited that he finally had asked me out!)

We were very much in love.  We already knew each other so well from being friends that there wasn’t any awkwardness in dating.  Quite honestly, not a whole lot changed.  We didn’t really “date” like most people would think.  I hung out at his house or he hung out at mine.  I don’t think we actually went on a whole lot of dates until we were in college.

After graduation we went off to college together and dated until he proposed on December the 21, 1993. Of course, I said yes! It was one of the most memorable, romantic nights of my life.  Roses and Candlelight, Dinner by the Fire, Snow, Christmas Lights and “Big” Wishes being made as we threw quarters into the waterfall at Big Cedar Lodge and Restaurant.

We were married January 7, 1995.

Over 16 years ago....

Time has flown by and yet at points, seemed to stand still.  We have been through times that were sheer fun and times that would have sent most couples packing and headed their separate ways.  Through it all we have been there for each other.  When I am down, he lifts me up and when he is down I do the same.  I think that the thing that has kept us strong through the years is not just the foundation of friendship and true love that our relationship was built on, but truly God, Himself.  He is the common thread. He refuses to let us quit, on life or each other!  I never want the fun and excitement that we have had through the years to ever go away.  It helps that, most of the time, we don’t take ourselves too seriously and we both remember that we are just human.

I can truly say that after knowing him for more than 24 years, I am just as much in love with Matthew today as I was the day I met him.. I don’t know that he always believes me about this.  I think sometimes he thinks I am blinded...maybe I am, but if so, I hope no one ever takes off the blindfold!

Whether you have found true love, or are waiting for it to find you, I hope that you find as much joy and fun as we have.

Thanks for stopping by!

Crazy Mom, Crazy Wife, Crazy Life...and hopeless romantic,

Wendy Jo

Friday, February 11, 2011

a moment of rebellion...

It’s been an interesting week in the Davis house...not that that is anything unusual!  The kids are sleeping, which is nice for me, I have been busy, busy, busy with my businesses, and the kids have had career day, tests, papers, auditions and rehearsals!

Now...diving in:

I have to say, first, that my nose hurts.  I decided last year in the early summer to go and get my nose pierced.  It was a time in my life where I just didn’t really care what anyone thought and I wanted to do something fun and crazy. I’m not a drinker, a partier...quite frankly, I really haven’t had much of a “life” outside of my family all these years...

Even in high school I, for the most part, followed all the rules and did what I was supposed to. Okay, I am rambling...back to the point.

So I went and got my nose pierced with my nanny. (See not so great photo on the right). She was happily 18 and able to finally get it done and I was happy to go along and suffer the pain and do it too!  I really do like it, but last night, for the second time in about a month, I was cuddled up too close to Matthew, sleeping soundly when he rolls, catches the covers on my nose ring and rips it out!!!! Yowza! That is one rude awakening let me tell you!  We managed to dig through the covers and find it, but it is making me second guess my little token of rebellion... hmmm.

I skyped with a great friend this week.  I wonder what I would do without technology?  I am really quite spoiled.  We have moved so frequently that a majority of my closest friends live miles away.  Through the beauty of skype I can actually have coffee with my dear friend, even though she lives two time zones away...oh how I miss hanging out on her couch, snowed in and solving all of life’s problems.



As I was cruising through the computer this morning, trying to work, but of course helping myself to a little bit of “play”, I discovered that my dear boy had once again gotten his hands on the photo booth of our mac.  Below you will see some candid photos of the Carter-man at his best! (With a little help from Caleb...)

















And that, in a nutshell, tells you what my life is like on a daily basis!

Thanks for stopping by!

Crazy Mom, Crazy Wife, Crazy Life

Wendy Jo