Monday, May 23, 2011

Are you ready?

I watched the news this morning and saw the devastation in Missouri. Last month, I watched as family members searched through leveled houses praying they found their family members alive in Mississippi. You can turn on the news and see more devastation throughout our country than ever before. While I'm watching all this unfold, I can't help but wonder, Is everyone ready? For those who aren't ready, or the one's who don't believe in God at all, this is just a fragment of what you will endure the Lord comes back. The fear, the panic, the sadness is all just a glimpse of what is in store for your life. I am happy to say that I wont have to endure any of that. What a glorious day that will be, at least for some. I am scared for the people who will be left behind. One thing that scares me more than anything is that people that I love will be left behind, and I wont remember them in heaven. Anything that brings sadness will not be in heaven. For those reading this that may be saved, do you know someone close to you who isn't? Are you praying for them? Talking to them about God? If not, DO!! The time is nearing. God is coming back for his children. We don't know the time, or the day, but we should remember that God doesn't make promises that He doesn't fulfill!!

I can hear the Lord screaming to His children that something is going to change. If we took the devastation in Missouri, or Mississippi and we told the country that it was a terrorist attack, what would happen? American's would be furious. They would start listening! But because God is allowing these things to happen without putting a name on the side of the tornado, we see what is going on, but we aren't listening to what God is really telling us. God is angry people. Our country has pushed God out of every building, and in most homes, people are leaving God outside their home. He is trying to show us He is still in control. He wants us to get back on our knees!!

Based on the Bible, we still have some tribulations yet to come. The trails and tribulations aren't really all that important. Because if you trust in God, he will protect you. We live in a scary place... but God is watching and waiting for His people to turn TO him.

I know you have all heard it, Get Ready, Or Get Left... So... Get on your knees and find out what God is wanting YOU to do for Him.

Sunday, May 22, 2011

The older I get, the less I like people.

Yes, I said it. But the older I get the more I love and respect the people I care about. I have always been someone who doesn't put up with nonsense, and as I've got older, it's got worse. But instead of being confrontational, I just avoid them. I'm too old to fight, I'm too old to argue, and I'm definitely too old to play games. There are so many people who still act like they are 16. Who wants that? Better yet, who has time to do that? I honestly think my issue with the childish, I'm better than you attitudes that I seem to have issues with has more to do with the fact that those people are not my #1 priority. In fact, they aren't even on my top 10. They just simply don't matter to me anymore. I have a select few people that I would do anything in this world for. I wont list them all, but I will list a few that have been my rock at times.

My husband Josh.
 Sure, there are things he does that drive me C-R-A-Z-Y but he is SO good to me. He loves me with everything he has. And I see it daily. I can be the most difficult, hormonal woman in the world, and he will go out of his way to attempt to make me feel better. I couldn't do anything without him! 

My children. 
This goes without saying. They are the reasons I wake up in the morning, the reason I breathe. The reason I do everything. 

My sister Alicia.
My best friend in the whole world. Now that she is a mommy, I can see a different happiness about her. She has always been a happy person... but now she has that true joy in her eyes. I know that this chapter in her life will only bring us closer! 

My friend Amber P.
She listens to me cry, laugh, scream, complain, and whine. She gives me the advice that I hate to hear, but need to hear. We parent a lot alike, yet a lot differently. She understands where I'm coming from. I can tell her things without being afraid she will think I'm an awful mom or wife. I am very thankful for this woman. 

My mama.
What can I say? This woman is amazing. I can call her at any point during the day and she will answer. If I need something, you better believe she will help if she can. Plain and simple, she is amazing! 

Okay, I could go on and on... but I wont. I will just say that I have a lot of people in my life that mean the world to me. I am just tired of giving my time to people who aren't a direct part of my life. 
Hopefully all that made sense. :) 

Another random blog. 

Friday, May 13, 2011

Another Flare Up....

Some of my readers know about my son Brennon who is 3 and has severe eczema. Since moving to South Carolina, we managed to find an incredible asthma and allergist who has changed Brennon’s life completely. His name is Dr. Lagos and if you ever need one in the Spartanburg SC area, go see him. I can’t say anything bad about him at all. He is pretty much a God’s sent to our family. He changed Brennon’s medicines around and put him on a few additional prescriptions that will control his allergies better. So far he has done great. Earlier this week, Brennon started to have more episodes of itching.  He would scratch and scratch until he made himself bleed in places. We don’t change anything in this house. Nothing new cleaning wise, will never change laundry detergent, and stick to foods we know are safe for him. Yet, last night his itching resulted in the top layer of skin on both feet to be completely taken off. (I should add that Brennon has a hyper IgE level which will make it appear that he is allergic to things that he really isn’t allergic to. We really have no idea if this is related to his hyper IgE or something environmental.) My heart breaks for him. I know he can’t help it, and I know he has no idea what he is doing to himself. I only wish I could take that itch away from him so that he doesn’t have to hurt himself to get relief. We have changed his medicine’s once again and added an extra dose on the miracle “itch” relief. I am hoping that gives him some relief both during the day and at night. I’ll be starting the Clorox bath’s back today to rid off infection of the skin. To date we have had approximately 12 skin infections and I would venture to say the Clorox bath  has avoided at least another 20. We haven’t had a skin infection due to this sort of thing in over a year. Praise God!! For all my blogger friends, please say a prayer that this will pass and he can find relief soon.

Until next time my friends…. 

Saturday, May 7, 2011

Mother's Day

Did you know that Mothers day was started in the 1600’s when the early Christians celebrated the Mother’s festival on the forth Sunday of Lent- the forty-day period leading up to Easter. This was in honor of Mary, the mother of Jesus.  In England, a religious order extended the celebration to include all mothers and was called Mothers Sunday. It was also known as Refreshment Sunday as the fasting rules for Lent were relaxed that day. J  It didn’t become a national holiday until Anna Jarvis pressed the President until he caved. May 9, 1914 was the official first Mothers Day .

Now that a bit of my history lesson is over… I’d like to talk to you about my mother.
I’ll start off with this. If I can be HALF the mother to my children that my mother was to me, I will feel like I’ve succeeded in my goal as a mother to my children. At some point in everyone’s life, they feel like their mother put their childrens needs before their own. I feel like my mom did this in every aspect of my life. She was a single mom, raising 3 kids. We never had the biggest house, or the nicest car. But we always had a roof over our heads, and a car that got us to point A to point B safely. We always had food to eat, and new shoes and clothes for each school year. Christmas always meant a living room packed with the toys we wanted, and birthdays were filled with a lot of friends and family. My mom taught me about family sticking together when things got tough, and to appreciate all the little things in life. I am grateful for the things I receive and work hard for the things I buy. I do this because of lessons taught by my mother.

My mom wasn’t a perfect mother. I’m sure she felt a lot like I feel at times with my own children. She probably made a lot of mistakes, but those mistakes were perfect in the grand scheme of things. She gave me a realistic view on motherhood. I can’t be perfect, or expect to be perfect. I’m going to mess up raising my children… but they are going to survive it.  There was a time when I was a teenager that I “hated” my mom. She knew everything and I knew everything. We butted heads often. I hate to admit it, but if I had listened to my mom half of the time back then, I would have had a few less heart aches. I didn’t realize how much she really knew and how little I understood until I was married and having babies of my own.  Those years brought a lot of sadness, a lot of regret, and a lot of happiness, but I wish more than anything I would have told her how much I appreciated her for standing by me regardless of what decisions I made.

I hear a lot of people say, “I have the BEST mom!”. Well, guys, I’m sorry to disappoint you, but I have the best mom. She is the most perfect mama ever!