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New inspirations…

Back in the spring I discovered this delightful little tune called “I Do Adore” by an artist names Mindy Gledhill.  When I purchased the song on itunes I also accidentally purchased another called “Anchor”.  At first, I didn’t really listen to the second song as I wasn’t initially interested in it.  It was the catchy upbeat “I Do Adore” that I wanted to hear, seemingly over and over and over again.  But as it frequently happens, one day with the radio on shuffle “Anchor” came on and I wasn’t in a place to quickly fast forward to the next selection and I listened for the first time to the song that had sat unplayed on my phone.  Hmmm, I really like this song too, I thought.

Well about a week ago, I decided that I needed to see what this gal was all about and I listened to the rest of the tracks from the album and turns out… this girl is my soul singer.  It’s like we’re spirit sisters.  She’s saying exactly what I feel in so many of these songs.  So many of the references… they are so me.  Crazy. 

Now, of course, I’m in obsession mode and must listen to the album every silent second of the day.  And in doing so, I feel like I’ve caught hold of a little spark and joy that I’d lost somewhere along the way.  Her music is so refreshing, uplifting, encouraging, and well, happy.  She encompasses that “live the impossible dream” spirit that just refuses to be broken inside me.  I love it. 

Go check out Mindy Gledhill’s Youtube channel and see what I’m talking about.

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It was a Good Season.

Wow.  What a busy and great holiday season.

Christmas tree

We took the whole month of December off and had so much fun.

No stressing about schedules.

 

my elf of the couch

No worry about fitting in all the homework and schoolwork.

legos for Christmas

We made crafty things…

crafty girlelsa princess hat

crochet owl hatpaper crafting

play-dohrenee of harvest moon

 

We did all our Christmas family traditions like the Elf on the Shelf…

elf on the shelf storytime

and watching all our favorite Christmas movies.

 

a christmas carol

 

We saw beautiful Christmas lights.

 

lady of the snow

 

We spent the holidays with our families.

friends and familyher mama's Christmas ornaments

a girl and her papa

playing Candyland with papa

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Christmas morning

ready to open up all the presents!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

baby sister meets her sister

And we ate delicious food.

prime rib roast for Christmasau jus for my Christmas prime rib

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

taco johns one reason I love going home

Even though I wrapped up 2014 with a cold, I’m thankful for every second.

May 2015 hold a great many things for us all.

Happy New Year.

Bedroom redo and a Target deal…

For the past few months, I have been dreaming about redoing my bedroom.  Basically, it’s been a mattress on the floor and necessary storage for things that have nowhere else to go and clothing for pretty much all my married years.  Certainly, it’s not the tranquil, inviting, peaceful portal to slumberland I would like it to be. 

But last month, when yet another spring broke loose and almost took out one of my ribs, we broke down and decided to purchase a new mattress.  This turned out to be a much more pleasant experience than I thought it would be and I got a bed out of it.  I mean a real bed.  With legs.  And a headboard!  No more mattress on the floor for me, baby! 

So now that I have a real bed, like an adult, I decided it was time to make another Pinterest dream come to life!  So far this has involved a lot of shopping around and plans to take out a closet.  More on the closet later, but for now, lets stick with the fun part – color and design.  I chose to go the Old Hollywood route and accent with Tiffany blue, white, and black. 

With the bed purchased, and it not being the same California King size as the last, my first step in the process was to find bedding. 

pintuck2I have been eyeing this bedding set from west elm for a while now.  I saw this color, Sea, and fell in love.  It would be perfect for my Tiffany blue bedroom.  I was this close to buying it when I panicked.  What if the blue on my computer screen wasn’t really the blue of the bedding?  What if it has gray tones?  Ultimately, I chickened out, because this particular shade can’t be returned.  I didn’t want to risk tears over a duvet cover.

 

 

 

pintuck1So once upon a pining visit to west elm I discovered this set.  White is white.  White doesn’t have the disaster potential of Sea and white can be returned.  Of course, the price wasn’t reduced like the Sea set.  So here’s the breakdown:

* King size Duvet cover – $139

* 2 King size shams – $58

* King size down comforter – $169

For a grand total of  $366!

Um, yeah, not really in the budget right now. 

So the other day I was at Target… you know, a lot of wonderful things start with those eight words.  Smile

Anyway, the other day I was at Target… Open-mouthed smile  I can’t say it without smiling!

Okay, okay, I promise this time!   The other day I was at Target when I spotted this.

target1

 

Threshold™ Pinched Pleat Comforter Set – $99.99

That’s for the comforter and two shams. 

Target just saved me $266!  Boom, baby!

And they have a seriously amazing line of mirrored and high gloss black décor that is exactly what I want for my bedroom redo.  *sigh*  I should probably stay away from Target for awhile.  

Have you seen the Hayworth collection from Pier 1?  Yeah, I should stay away from there too. 

Hey, a girl can still dream!

-knittingprose

Life not wasted…

I have a hard time caring for people.  I care about them.  I want to care for them.  But I have a really difficult time caring enough about them to make me actually care for them.

Let’s not waste any time making up excuses as to why I can’t do this.  It’s not time.  It’s not money.  It’s not kids.  It’s not other commitments.  Let’s get right down to it.  It’s me.  It’s my selfish desire to be comfortable.  To not have to think about someone else’s problems.  To not have to deal with someone else’s problems.

There.

I said it.

The truth’s out.  I suck at caring.  I’m selfish and I like to spend my money and time on me and my family and the people I already like.  And frankly, I don’t really like to spend much of it on them either.  I already told you, I’m selfish. 

Seriously, though, this is one of those issues that I’ve just been really, really, really lazy about putting any effort into.  I’m not one to say, “It’s just me, who I am, and I can’t change.”  No.  That’s not me.  To me, that’s a cop-out.  That translates into “I don’t want to put any effort into changing so I’m just gonna say I can’t.  That way I don’t have to try and you can’t rag me about it.”   I may be selfish but I’m not so selfish as to believe that.  I know I can change.  And I do want to.  I want to care for people better.  I don’t just want to care for people better, but I want to want to care for people better.

Does anybody else deal with this kind of nonsense?

I mean for years I’ve been sensing this call to do some serious community integration.  I’ve been praying about it.  Thinking about it.  Planning it.  And there’s all this stuff happening… It’s like all these things are being poured into a funnel – the prayers, the prodding, the planning – and it’s just about ready to be poured out. 

And I gotta be ready.  We have to be ready as a family.  It’s like I see all this happening and I’m nodding, saying, “yeah, yeah.” And I’m still not moving.  I’m saying “let’s go.”  But I’m still standing here.  All I can think is that the devil’s got the lead on my feet and I’m not strong enough to pick them up. 

But I am.  Because I know I have God’s power.  Clearly, I’m not strong enough to do this, but I know that He is.  He has prepared these good works that we should walk in them.  He’s already done it.  Already provided the means and led the way.  I just have to walk in them.  We just have to walk in them.  

Repentance and prayer.  This is where we are.  Will we repent and pray for His guiding hand in this?  It’s the only way life will progress.  Time will advance, either way, but nothing will be better if we do nothing.  Oh, things might be easy enough and I’m sure it’d be pleasurable but things wouldn’t be better.  The only way things will change, people will change… I will change… is if I really do this.  I don’t want to be stuck here in the land of ‘maybe someday when I get around to it.’  ‘Cause you know what?  I won’t get around to it.  There will always be plenty of shiny things to chase that will lead me absolutely nowhere but older.  This is not life.  This is nonsense.  This is waste.  Life wasted.  On nothing.  I cannot allow that to be my fate.  Or the fate of my family.  My kids can do anything with their lives and I will be thrilled so long as they not waste it away.  So long as they do something and not nothing.  This one thing I must teach them. 

It’s time to shake this devil off. 

it’s hard to dance with a devil on your back…

 

-knittingprose

Lessons I learned from head covering…

This post has been mulled over time and time and time again in my mind.  The thought of trying to convey so much thought in one post has truly been overwhelming and is pretty much the main reason it’s taken me this long to write.  I can’t give a simple short paragraph explanation as to why I am not covering my head anymore.  In fact, I need to further explain why I was covering my head in the first place before I can answer the question of why I’m currently not.

So here we go. 

When I was first confronted with the idea of head covering, I knew I would have to do it.  The Lord was making it so clear to me that it was necessary even if He wasn’t giving me clear reasons.  Of course, now that I’m on the other side of this experience I can see many of the why’s. 

In short, the Lord used this experience to teach me humility, love, and love for others.  Covering my head was a very humbling experience.  I was very concerned with my appearance when I started wearing a head covering.  It was difficult getting used to the looks, side glances, and sometimes stares.  I knew I looked different and oftentimes I felt unattractive.  Lesson #1 – I need not care if others think I’m pretty.  My outward appearance can’t make up for any of my ugly heart attitudes.  Which led to lesson #2 – Don’t judge people by their appearance.  I can’t assume a person’s heart attitudes by what they wear. 

Surprisingly, people went out of their way to be kind to me more often when my head was covered than when not.  People assumed I was a generally kind, moral person due to the religious symbol on my head and people almost always associated the head covering with religious devotion.  No one will ever convince me that the head covering is irrelevant in our day as a religious symbol. 

I also found myself going out of my way to treat people with a little more kindness.  The head covering was a physical reminder that God was always with me.  He was with me in the checkout line.  He was with me in the truck at the red light.  He was with me in worship at church.  In the storms.  In the night.  During school while I taught the kids.  I was reminded by the feeling of this weightless object on my head of the love, mercy, kindness, and gentleness with which my heavenly father treated me day in and day out.  Moment by moment.  How could I not treat others with the same love?  Lesson #3 – Love my neighbor as myself. 

People weren’t always kind.  There’s always someone who is willing to be unkind when another chooses to do things differently than themselves.  I’m pretty sure that’s mostly due to fear of judgment.  Many times this is someone you know personally which can make it unpleasant at the least.  Sometimes people mistook my head covering as a personal judgment on their own devotion to their religious beliefs.  They would assume I believed every woman should cover her head and if she didn’t, she was not faithful to Christianity.  Sometimes people thought I was trying to romanticize an out-dated religious practice and feared my example would lead others to follow suit.  Lesson #4 – People will judge your outward religious appearance and activity severely, if it looks different than theirs.  I think this is the one thing that bothered me most about the whole experience.  Rather than taking the time to find out why I had started head covering, some people made false assumptions that led them to condemn the practice or severely misunderstand my motives.  It was maybe a little hurtful. 

But then there were those who were brave enough (or just curious enough) to ask me why I did it.  Even if they had already assumed an answer, they still asked and usually got an answer they weren’t expecting.  And many of those people were truly grateful that I’d shared with them what God was teaching me.  Lesson #5 – Taking the time to understand someone’s religious scruples will help me better love them and God as well for the many different ways he teaches us all.  I have learned to not put God in a neat little box.  He can and will stir his children in a million different ways and I’m not going to be comfortable with them all.  And that’s still okay.  He doesn’t need my approval to mold his clay.


Benefits to head covering for young adults (and maybe not so young adults)

There are a few benefits I discovered that would be very helpful to young women that I’d like to mention.  I would encourage every young woman I know to take up the practice for these reasons alone. 

As I said above, having a scarf on my head made me feel very humbled.  It was a physical reminder of His presence and of how He expected me to treat others.  This led me to feel more reserved with my actions and my words. 

Young women often develop sinful habits in their attitudes.  This doesn’t go away and I would even argue gets worse with age if not recognized.  And let me tell you, most women never recognize their bad, critical, and selfish attitudes.  The head covering, again being a physical reminder you feel all day, is very helpful in remembering to not let negative thoughts control your actions.  It reminds you to speak with love instead of anger, seek forgiveness rather than being indignant, give instead of take.  I found this to be a very great help in controlling my bad attitude.  Not for the sake of appearances, but for the cultivation of love for others, like God has.

Some young women develop a habit of being overly friendly.  To everyone really, but especially to young men.  When this is your M.O. as a young woman, you don’t really lose it as an adult unless you put some effort into it or you become a social hermit.  The head covering can serve as a great reminder to a young lady of how God expects her to treat the men in her life.  It can also communicate to the men in her life how she should be treated as a young lady.  And because it is a symbol visual to all, the two are automatically held accountable by complete strangers even!  It is still a very religious symbol and people recognize it as such most of the time. 


So all of this gives a small but hardly complete explanation as to why I covered my head.  But it doesn’t really give a good reason for why I stopped.  I don’t know that I can offer a good reason other than I felt God was telling me I was done.  I had learned so much including all the things above and I think that was the whole purpose of it.  God had things to teach me and He did.  I learned.  “Time to move on.  Take the lessons with you and do what I have for you next,” He seemed to be saying.  And you know, I see how He’s used these lessons to help me see the world in a more Christ-like way.  I get it now.  At least in some areas. 

My biggest take-away from the whole experience is this:  The gospel is fluid.  Like water, it sits in my hand differently than it sits in yours.  It’s still water, still the gospel, but my hands aren’t shaped like yours.  It bends and fills every crack and crevice to completely cover my hands.  It’s perfectly-molded into a shape that fits only my being.  Even if I could freeze it that way, no one else’s hands would be able to hold that water like mine do.  The gospel manifests itself differently in the life of every child of God.  It’s always the same gospel, always given to unique people, living one-of-a-kind lives. 

To the believer, the gospel offers freedom.  Freedom from sin.  Freedom from death.  Freedom from the law. Freedom from religious rules men have created.  It binds us to a greater law than that of Moses, the law of Christ.  Love the Lord your God.  Love your neighbor as yourself. 

I am free to obey the promptings of the Holy Spirit on my soul, when He calls me to something like head covering.  Not only free to, but required to obey, I would argue.  I am also free to let go of rites and rules when He calls me to do so.  Not everyone will be called to the same things that I am.  I won’t be called to some of the things other people are called to.  Not every woman should cover her head, but if God is telling a particular woman that she should, I hope she does.  I don’t want her to miss out on all the things God wants to show her. 

Knittingprose

Romans 14

English Standard Version (ESV)

Do Not Pass Judgment on One Another

14 As for the one who is weak in faith, welcome him, but not to quarrel over opinions. 2 One person believes he may eat anything, while the weak person eats only vegetables. 3 Let not the one who eats despise the one who abstains, and let not the one who abstains pass judgment on the one who eats, for God has welcomed him. 4 Who are you to pass judgment on the servant of another? It is before his own master[a] that he stands or falls. And he will be upheld, for the Lord is able to make him stand.

5 One person esteems one day as better than another, while another esteems all days alike. Each one should be fully convinced in his own mind. 6 The one who observes the day, observes it in honor of the Lord. The one who eats, eats in honor of the Lord, since he gives thanks to God, while the one who abstains, abstains in honor of the Lord and gives thanks to God. 7 For none of us lives to himself, and none of us dies to himself. 8 For if we live, we live to the Lord, and if we die, we die to the Lord. So then, whether we live or whether we die, we are the Lord’s. 9 For to this end Christ died and lived again, that he might be Lord both of the dead and of the living.

10 Why do you pass judgment on your brother? Or you, why do you despise your brother? For we will all stand before the judgment seat of God; 11 for it is written,

“As I live, says the Lord, every knee shall bow to me,
and every tongue shall confess[b] to God.”

12 So then each of us will give an account of himself to God.

Do Not Cause Another to Stumble

13 Therefore let us not pass judgment on one another any longer, but rather decide never to put a stumbling block or hindrance in the way of a brother. 14 I know and am persuaded in the Lord Jesus that nothing is unclean in itself, but it is unclean for anyone who thinks it unclean. 15 For if your brother is grieved by what you eat, you are no longer walking in love. By what you eat, do not destroy the one for whom Christ died. 16 So do not let what you regard as good be spoken of as evil. 17 For the kingdom of God is not a matter of eating and drinking but of righteousness and peace and joy in the Holy Spirit. 18 Whoever thus serves Christ is acceptable to God and approved by men. 19 So then let us pursue what makes for peace and for mutual upbuilding.

20 Do not, for the sake of food, destroy the work of God. Everything is indeed clean, but it is wrong for anyone to make another stumble by what he eats. 21 It is good not to eat meat or drink wine or do anything that causes your brother to stumble.[c] 22 The faith that you have, keep between yourself and God. Blessed is the one who has no reason to pass judgment on himself for what he approves. 23 But whoever has doubts is condemned if he eats, because the eating is not from faith. For whatever does not proceed from faith is sin.