Monthly Archives: September 2011

Spider Babies

Alright,  I hate spiders.  I scream bloody murder when I see one.  Mark has rescued me from the things for years.  Well, this morning…….

It was me against this…..

One spider mom and her babies.  It was huge!  Sad thing….. even though I was screaming for Mark, he didn’t hear me because he felt that rinsing the soap off was more important than getting out of the shower to rescue me.

Here’s the thing…..if my friend Pam S. from the Deaf school was here, she would tell me to shoot it.  Because that’s what we gals in the south do to big spiders….. shoot em!

Since I don’t have a gun and Mark was busy, I had to take care of the problem.  Squealing and squirming, I found an empty jelly jar and I quietly snuck up behind it.

She wasn’t moving.  When she did take a step, the weight of all her babies slowed her down.  She was under tremendous pressure.

How many times have I carried a load on my shoulders……  The weight of the world across my back slowing me down.  Then I stack fear, worry, anger, dread and depression on top of all that.  I am weighted down.

Even my kid’s wear me down sometimes.  I worry over them.  I am afraid of what they may encounter or have to face in this world.  The choices that are presented can be fatal.  I worry about grades, college, and if they are getting enough sleep, enough to eat and quality time.  I worry over their health.  I worry over so much stuff.  I do it because I am a mom.

Sometimes that worry turns to fear that keeps me from moving. Just like that spider mom.

It is when I finally take stacks off and hand them over to God that I feel better.  It is when I realize that we are involved in a wonderful church family that looks after and loves my kids enough to step in when I am not around.  I’m so blessed.

So back to spider mom.  I trapped her underneath the jar.  The whole time jumping and squealing.  I ran and told Mark to get her out of my kitchen.  Again, the whole time jumping and squealing.

He did the paper under the jar trick and we let her outside in the flowerbed.  I even went out to say a few words of encouragement…..

This too shall pass…… sweet mama.

Enjoy your Friday.  God bless….

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Growing Up

Returning from the hospital with each of our bundles of joy, Mark and I toiled over the changes.

Baby #1:  

Will she break?

How to we make the bottle?

What time should she eat?

Are we doing this right?

Baby #2

Will he break?

How did we make those bottles 5 years ago?

Now what was it about time schedules?

Are we doing this right?

As time passed, those toils changed…….Worry over the future took over.

Will he ever talk?

Will she always be there for little brother?

Will they stay this close?

What would we do without them?

Are we doing this right?

Now one in high school and the other approaching middle school…. fear sets in.

Boyfriends?  Dating?  How on earth did our parents get through this?

When will this forgetfulness stop?

Will you two stop fussing?

Are we doing this right?

Prayers uttered to ease the fears.  Blessings spilled over them while sleeping calms the worry.  As for doing this right….. God only knows.  We’re careful to be the godly examples we are told to be…….

Love God, your God, with your whole heart: love him with all that’s in you, love him with all you’ve got! Write these commandments that I’ve given you today on your hearts. Get them inside of you and then get them inside your children. Talk about them wherever you are, sitting at home or walking in the street; talk about them from the time you get up in the morning to when you fall into bed at night. Tie them on your hands and foreheads as a reminder; inscribe them on the doorposts of your homes and on your city gates.  Deuteronomy 6:5-9 (The Message)

Wonder, though, how much do they really see?  Understand? Notice?

Guess time will tell…….

God Bless…..

 

Hey, now don’t forget….. Starting on October 3rd, a monthly newsletter will be available for your reading pleasure!  Be sure to tell all your friends about it!

Words

On the playground, hurtful words choked me.

Fatty

Ugly

As a teen, words pierced my soul and isolated.

Nerd

Homely

Plain

Letters strung together to cause pain.

Words of love lost in a world of tribulation.

Love found in one word……

Jesus

With Jesus hurtful words change.

Beautiful

With Jesus piercing words heal and feed the soul.

Accepted

Cherished

Loved

His


I hope you will check out the newsletter I’m offering each month starting on October 3rd.  You will find lots of goodies!

God bless your Wednesday…….

 

Beautiful Ladies

A good woman is hard to find,
and worth far more than diamonds.
Her husband trusts her without reserve,
and never has reason to regret it.
Never spiteful, she treats him generously
all her life long.
She shops around for the best yarns and cottons,
and enjoys knitting and sewing.
She’s like a trading ship that sails to faraway places
and brings back exotic surprises.

She’s up before dawn, preparing breakfast
for her family and organizing her day.
She looks over a field and buys it,
then, with money she’s put aside, plants a garden.
First thing in the morning, she dresses for work,
rolls up her sleeves, eager to get started.
She senses the worth of her work,
is in no hurry to call it quits for the day.
She’s skilled in the crafts of home and hearth,
diligent in homemaking.
She’s quick to assist anyone in need,
reaches out to help the poor.

She doesn’t worry about her family when it snows;
their winter clothes are all mended and ready to wear.
She makes her own clothing,
and dresses in colorful linens and silks.
Her husband is greatly respected
when he deliberates with the city fathers.
She designs gowns and sells them,
brings the sweaters she knits to the dress shops.
Her clothes are well-made and elegant,
and she always faces tomorrow with a smile.
When she speaks she has something worthwhile to say,
and she always says it kindly.

She keeps an eye on everyone in her household,
and keeps them all busy and productive.
Her children respect and bless her;
her husband joins in with words of praise:
“Many women have done wonderful things,
but you’ve outclassed them all!”
Charm can mislead and beauty soon fades.
The woman to be admired and praised
is the woman who lives in the Fear-of-God.
Give her everything she deserves!
Festoon her life with praises!

Proverbs 31:10-31 (The Message)

These flowers are red spider lilies or otherwise known as “Naked Ladies.”  At my grandmother’s house, the naked ladies lined her garden.  They are such beautiful flora.

I can’t wait!!  Starting on October 3rd, the first Monday of every month, a newsletter written by yours truly will be made available!  You will find recipes, craft ideas, a devotional, and  one of my grandmother’s many secrets!

Enjoy your Tuesday.  God bless……