before i get busy with the day.

1 Chronicles 16:23-36

23 Sing to the Lord, all the earth!

Tell of his salvation from day to day.

24 Declare his glory among the nations,
his marvelous works among all the peoples!
25 For great is the Lord, and greatly to be praised,
and he is to be held in awe above all gods.
26 For all the gods of the peoples are idols,
but the Lord made the heavens.
27 Splendor and majesty are before him;
strength and joy are in his place.

28 Ascribe to the Lord, O clans of the peoples,
ascribe to the Lord glory and strength!
29 Ascribe to the Lord the glory due his name;
bring an offering and come before him!
Worship the Lord in the splendor of holiness; [1]
30 tremble before him, all the earth;
yes, the world is established; it shall never be moved.
31 Let the heavens be glad, and let the earth rejoice,
and let them say among the nations, “The Lord reigns!”
32 Let the sea roar, and all that fills it;
let the field exult, and everything in it!
33 Then shall the trees of the forest sing for joy
before the Lord, for he comes to judge the earth.
34 Oh give thanks to the Lord, for he is good;
for his steadfast love endures forever!

35 Say also:

“Save us, O God of our salvation,
and gather and deliver us from among the nations,
that we may give thanks to your holy name,
and glory in your praise.
36 Blessed be the Lord, the God of Israel,
from everlasting to everlasting!”

Then all the people said, “Amen!” and praised the Lord.

and that's how i feel about that.

laundry day!

sometimes you get "paid" for picking up the

middle world changer's laundry from her room.

Party!!

he called my mac a pumpkin.

he started out loving the scavenger hunt.

still loved it at the end.

he found out that God loves him, by making sure he got a case for his guitar.

(did i tell you that story? no?.. well, i'm sleepy so i'll tell ya later.)

happy birthday oldest world changer. i really really think your the bomb. ;)

November 21, 1999

Wow, your three years old. i can hardly believe it. times flies. let me tell you what you did today.

you woke at 6:17 am and asked me if you could take your birthday to church with you. i tried to get to say you were now three instead of two, but you kept saying three o'clock. it was so cute.

we went to grandma and grandpa's for dinner. aunt mary and uncle george, great grandpa and grandma spoon, great grandma fork, grandpa and grandma g, auntie robin, and auntie lori were there. it was really cute. we had scalloped potatoes, salad, and bread. i made a sunshine cake for you (cause you are my sunshine:) you hardly ate any food, but you did eat a rather large piece of cake.

you then opened tons of gifts. including clothes, a play store, train track, money, books, and a manga doodle. we had a great time just hanging out afterwards with everyone.

you didn't nap. you napped in the car on our way to church for choir rehearsal. you cried when we tried to leave you in the nursery.. so i kept you. you almost slept the whole time- until the end.

it was a great day! i'm so proud of you! what a blessing you have been.

love always,

mommy

*can i encourage you to write a bit every now and then in a book to your children.. you think you never forget.. this world changer is 13 today. more on that party later..............

this is NOT about you.

i'm not a hard woman to understand.

feed me at least one sweet a day, protect me from me, and laugh at me when i make stupid comments, oh and take me on vacations at least twice a year, and make sure you don't talk on the phone in the car, understand that i hate TV at any time of the day, let me go shopping with my sista's and my mom, buy me new clothes once in a while, entertain me when i'm talking about adopting siblings, know that a day at a library, book store, or fabric shop is like heaven, don't tell me i can't do anything, give me at least two choices, and don't eat anything in "my room", understand that i am horrible at details, and boring conversations make me sleepy. and most of all.. please remember that i can change my moods, feelings and plans on a dime and i expect to be accommodated on that. oh and i'd REALLY like the dustpan to stay with the broom.

see i'm pretty simple.

not funny.

there's nothing funny about finding this on the bathroom floor

among the dirty clothes.. nothing.

little buttons.

so i was out running for the past two mornings. and it's freeeezing out so i put on layers and layers, and then i put on my ipod. and layer some more. it's really quite the process.

now my particular ipod is actually my phone. and when a call comes in you can answer it, if your wearing the right head phones, the music fades and you hear the ringtone, then you press a little button on the headphones and your talking through that little button, and listening through your earphones. easy peasy. well, here's what i'm talking about...

see the difference? yah. that little button links you to the world when your layered up and out of breath when a call comes in. of course you hope that a call doesn't come in, but it often happens.

for the past two mornings i have had calls come in, and i was wasn't wearing the headphones with the button.. so i practically had to strip to answer the call, not to mention stopping to do it. just would have been easier for all involved, me.. to be using the little button headphones.. you know the one with the direct line.

Got me thinking that i'd like to have a constant little button on my thoughts for God. So available that i wouldn't have to take anything off to listen or talk to Him.. constantly available so when He says. "move" i would immediately hear him. when he says, "be still" i would hear and obey.... and continue running closer to Him.

Ode.

i use you. too much sometimes.

i adore you. when i have questions that i know you can answer.

i love you. when you give me clarity.

you captivate me with your words.

you inspire me to be better.

you frustrate me when i'm not hearing you.

you entertain me, frequently changing my "plans"

you convict me to be a better person

you are always one to listen

although sometimes i don't talk.

in fact, sometimes you don't have a pedestal in my home, and a place in my families life.

other things take your place, but still you wait

until i realize again that life without you is stressful because i have

no hope.

no peace.

no joy.

no happiness.

i love you my Jesus and my God.

even more than my mac.

ode.

i use you. too much sometimes.

i adore you. when i have questions that i know you can answer.

i love you. when you give me directions to unknown lands.

you captivate me with your words.

you inspire me to be better.

you frustrate me when your not working.

you entertain me.

you convict me to be a better person

you are always one to talk

although sometimes you listen.

you have a pedestal in my home, and a place in my families life.

life without you would simply be stressful because i would have to use a PC.

i love you my mac.

welcome!

well, it's about time i go public with my musings. If you just joined me on this journey.. please feel free to catch up by starting at the beginning. i do know it's a little inconvenient to read things backwards but it gives you an idea of where my heart for this blog lies, and why on earth i share some deep and personal things. so, please join me on this journey we call life, and excuse all my grammatical errors and mis speaks.... i write like a talk and sometimes i forget to breathe between sentences.

with that being said.. i hope we can still be friends after you read this stuff i write and think out loud...and live to share another happy day with each other.. at least in the virtual world!

humbly speaking real.

today, i'm skipping.

it's not that i WANT to skip this time that makes it different.

i think it's because i have worn out expecting that anything will be changing either inside me when i go. or inside you when you see me there. it's like i'm a huge white elephant in the room. no place to go. no place to serve. nothing to do, except hang out with those that don't want to serve or do anything but talk talk talk and drink coffee. and that wouldn't bother me on a normal day, except today is different, my kids wanted to go to church today.

and i can see absolutely no reason to take them.

i go to church to worship the God who can change people. a God to which i adore, who has shown me through some major tough times. i go to church because my absence would speak tons about the God i serve and love, and how he carries you through this sinful world. i go to church to show my kids that it's important and worthy.. so that my grandkids will set apart a day to worship and adore the same God their granny did.

i'm not going to church today, because i hate the person i become inside and i hate the person i'm forced to be on the outside when i'm there....and since i'm incessant on being real and honest in all situations... i'd rather not fake my love of church in front of my kids, or anyone else for that matter.

"with what shall i come before the Lord, and bow myself before God on high? Shall i come before him with burnt offerings, with calves a year old? Will the Lord be pleased with thousands of rams, with ten thousands of rivers of oil? Shall i give my firstborn for my transgressions, the fruit of my body for the sin of my soul? He has told you, o man, what is good; and what does the Lord require of you but to do justice, and to love kindness, and to walk humbly with your God?" Micah 6:6

kelly's gone..

this blog has been taken over by an alien.. really.. kelly didn't write the below stuff.. really.. she would never tell it like she sees it.. never. it's totally uncharacteristic of her... really..

i'm not really one to complain about almost anything. really. you may think i complain, but i really don't.. check your memory.. but tonight.. after sitting with a few thousand? woman.. i really want to scream.. "HEY LET'S QUIT THE MAN BASHING!!!" it wasn't totally out of line.. really with all those women the one way to really get a giggle and a knowing nod is to mention how men are soooooo different from us.. so really it does have it's place.. i'm sure??... but after every single person said something negative.. i felt like.. um.. we are believers in God.. who are set apart.. supposed to ACT and BEHAVE different from the world.. and after all is said and done... i felt like i hadn't really worshiped the God who gave me a great and awesome lead singer.. i laughed at a God who created something so different.... and we'll i just felt like the "putter togethers" of this night could have really done a better job at lifting our eyes to the God that created those men completely different from us... and celebrate that.. cause i for one loooooooove that.

whew.. i'm done now.. off the soap box. if i get a chance i'll update tomorrow. there is a whole bunch of things i gotta learn about being a better mommy, and wife... oh and just in case you have seen the list of workshops.. i'm sooooo not stepping into the "what not to wear" one....and that will make my older sister and mom very sad.

today at happyday.

perfect day for happiness.