Out of the Mouths of Babes

The following posts are out of order. These are my very first posts. When attempting to rework the blog they ended up here-oops-I don't know how to correct the issue...oh well:)


Thursday, October 11, 2007

For quite some time I have been debating about starting this blog. A place to put my thoughts down, share my feelings, or just blabber on about my sometimes crazy, but usually normal life.

I have been blessed with a loving husband, four beautiful children, a dog, two birds, one hamster, and one gecko. I drive the average family style minivan, complete with automatic garbage removal when both sidedoors are open. We live in an average middle income house, in suburban Colorado Springs. Most mornings when I hit the snooze button, I lay in bed and pray about my day. I thank God for all His provisions, pray for my children and husband, pray that God would lead me in my role as wife, mom, preschool teacher, friend.

This morning something was different. I could barely stay alert enough to utter my prayer. I didn't want to get up and face the challenges of the day. I longed to put my pillow over my head, and drift back into dreamland, back to the beautiful beaches of Hawaii, back to the paradise that was so abruptly interrupted by my buzzing alarm.I rolled out of bed to hungry children, dishes piled high in the sink from the night before, mountains of dirty laundry, phone ringing off the hook, stack of bills that needed to be paid, and a very discontent spirit.

My thoughts immediately went to how wonderful it would be to have just a little bit more money. We might be able to buy a new washing machine, rather than having to wait for the repairman to visit. If we had just a little more money, I could buy the fall decorations that I want for my house, afterall, I love the compliments I receive on my decorating skills. If we had just a little more money, I could pay to get my hair cut and colored sooner than later. If we had just a little more money, I could buy the Gap clothes for my children that they need so badly.I carried on with my day living in self pity and gluttony. I chose to wallow in a dark world, where materialism and greed had taken over. God allowed me to dwell there, and when His timing was perfect, opened my eyes to the reality of blessings poured out to me.

At my daughter's parent teacher conference, we were given a newspaper article she had written about herself. In it she wrote about her hero. "My hero is my Dad. He is the one who protects me. He also is funny. He feeds me and loves me. That is why he is my hero."

Using the words of a 10 year old, God opened my eyes to my shallow, selfish heart. I was wanting all the "stuff" of this world, when my Heavenly Father had already given me all that I need. He is my refuge, He protects me. He is my provider, He feeds me. He is my Abba father, He loves me.

Lord, forgive me for my selfishness, for my gluttony, for my hard heart, for my discontent. Thank you that in your mercy and grace you show me that You are everything I need. Amen

"...for I have learned, in whatever state I am, to be content." Philippians 4:11Posted by misty at 10:31 PM 0 comments