We drug Christmas clear into the new year and just had our last Christmas gathering on Saturday with my side of the family. Flu had ahold of us and for a couple of weeks it felt like we would never be well! Our Christmas break was frustrating and disappointing and a working in my heart that I really didn't enjoy! We had three good days of Christmas break and it all went to pieces after that.
In retrospect, I am so thankful for the beginning part of December, we were able to make some great memories and do fun things prior to Christmas. We actually were able to enjoy Christmas day at home, there was a lull in the sickness and what a blessing to have Christmas morning to enjoy!
Brady was feeling pretty tired and out of it that day but everyone else was able to enjoy their gifts, before we all got hit by a train.
I am also thankful that no one else had complications from flu, though it wiped each of us out for over a week. It was difficult, very challenging and so not how any of us planned or wanted to spend our Christmas, but we made it, thank the Lord, and He taught me some things I needed to learn, again.
Farmer Boy will make you hungry!
We had apple pie because Almonzo loved eating pie and the kids tasted
eggnog for the first time because that was also mentioned in the book.
There were lots of blizzards in all the books and most of the time we read piled under
blankets ourselves because it was so cold in our house from crazy winter
weather we've had.
God is so very kind.
On our first day back to school, before I set my feet on the floor that morning, I poured my heart out to God about this life of mine being His and recognizing that in my own strength it was all bound to end up with me yelling about things not accomplished and rules broken. On my own I lose focus of the eternal, grow distracted by the now and the little things take control of my attitude, they perdict how I measure my success at the end of the day and they grow in importance, bigger than they are or ever should be.
This life of ours is crazy blessed, it's crazy busy, my house is a crazy mess and I know I have never had such a disorganized home. I recognize that life is not about being organized and family is not about maintaining what I am able to handle on my own. I love a clean house and I enjoy organization, it makes me happy, but sometimes I love that too much. I love that to the point of missing the importance of speaking to my kids in kindness, seeing the progress they are making, praising them for when they do something right, taking time to listen instead of lecture and working to build them up rather than tear my own house down.
This life is about surrender
and letting go of all the things that make me a crazy mommy.
It's about trusting God to give me what I need, one. day. at. a time.
That first day back to school, I told God I need Him, I want Him more than ever to come into my dailiness and lead me, help me, guide me. I knew He was listening, He always is. He comforts me and calms me and gently accepts me just the way I am. His love is personal and I am so thankful that I can rest knowing He cares about me and for me.
Without Him this would all be for nothing, without Him all I do is for nothing.
I am so far from all He wants me to be, yet He can never love me more than He does right now. This is a lesson I have been learning for years and I am so thankful. I am never enough but God is my enough.
That day God really encouraged my heart and opened my eyes to see progress in my children and fruit in their school work and it was such a day of thankfulness to Him for all that He does in our lives, for being faithful to my sometimes not so faithful work. I am so grateful for all that He does in my heart, although I am such a unwilling servant at times.
God cares for each of us and longs to come into our ordinary days and be a part of our dailiness, to live in us. I encourage you to take Him at His word and give Him your never-will-be-enough and let Him be your enough. He is real, He really loves you, He absolutely cares about what you're going through. He has the answers, He just waits for us to ask. He is always waiting.
2014 has brought with it lots of new exciting things...
Jenna donated 10 inches of her hair to Locks of Love. Her new haircut is super cute!
And our family is growing, the Lord has blessed us with our sixth child. It's incredible that we are going to have six children, we are all excited. We told the kids on New Year's Eve by having them open a gift. The box was filled with baby items and they figured it out pretty quickly. They were shocked and squealing with excitement. It blessed me that they so willing accept and eagerly want another sibling. Hopefully, I can put a separate post together about this little baby and my thoughts, maybe.
A few funny things Brady and Jenna have said lately...
Brady often tells, Jenna especially, "Stop aggra-tating me!" He puts aggravate and irritate together.
I was talking to Joe and said something about the OB and the kids asked
what that meant. Joe said it's for a baby doctor and Jenna said, "I
didn't know babies could be doctors!"
Brady often will ask me, with a big grin on his face, "Is there a baby in your tummy?" One time I told him, "Yes." and he yelled, "WHAT!!? How did it get in there? Did da doctor take your arm off and put it in your belly or sump-tin?"