I see the light at the end of the tunnel! I have one and a half semesters left of seminary. May 19th is commencement and I will finish my course work in August.
I’ve said it before, never in a million years would I have guessed that this was the plan for my life.
Working as the Children’s Ministry Coordinator at Berkeley First is so rewarding. I look forward to just having to juggle ministry and family my time at Asbury is complete.
My husband and I are good at juggling the day to day but tomorrow I have jury duty…this is a large wrench in the already full Mondays that we have.
I’ve never lived in a house long enough to have the pleasure of being summoned for jury duty. Ah, itinerary life of United Methodist clergy family.
So to prepare I will finish a paper tonight, get the little boys stuff peeped for preschool and sneak out of the house early in the morning to beat traffic and leave Zack with the shuttling of kids.
It’s January 2nd and I know that flowers are not the typical image for this time of year they are a depiction of What God is about to do in my life.
I left this blog silent for a while as I processed what God was doing in my life, my community, my family, and my church. 2017 was a whirl wind of a year. My Greek class left me drained and really depressed. I passed the class but could not give you any information that would be helpful that I learned from that class.
The rest of the year was a continual up and down of activity and emotions. I felt that everything I did was done half way and that I spread myself too thinly.
This year I am going after a few goals that I am hoping bring major changes in myself, my ministry and my family.
The idea that I can be “Re-knit” by God and that all that is empty can be filled by God is so overwhelming for my heart. So I am choosing to surrender things that are dear to me (coffee, sugar, self-hate) to fast these things and fill the wholes with self-love and hope.
I am feeling challenged and know that the struggle will be real as three of my children will celebrate birthdays during my fast and I am still in the midst of seminary.
God is doing great things.
I planned on making this blog about our new dog Molly, she is eight years old and has melded right into the family. She had a bad habit of snacking on trash, other than that she is a wonderful addition. The Rabbit, Stu-ella is quite indifferent towards the dog and keeps to herself much of the time. Speaking of animals, the youngest favors pretending to be a multitude of animals–horses and wolves being among the most popular.
I am certain now that the youngest is two, is doing great at potty training (when I remember), that I cannot call him the baby anymore. He in fact is a big boy! He has become a Joy maker in the home and makes the silliest faces. According to the bigs he packs a powerful punch, but I think that will mellow as his words continue to develop. He is very much like his siblings in drive and motivation to excel.
Last night I prepped green outfits for myself and the children squeezed green food coloring into the milk and began my morning with the excited sound of children seeing their cereal floating in a pool of green. Happy St. Patrick’s Day!
My morning continued as I chased my husband for not wearing green but red plaid on this festive day…forgetting, always forgetting he is RED/GREEN color-blind he states “Oh, I like this shirt even more now” bawhaha.
I have 15 minutes to pause today between studying, work and family. It is glorious. I’ve already had way more caffeine than a normal individual should probably consume and will have to find a bottle of water before the shakes commence…It is a pleasure on mornings that I get bonus time to study/work to use my $2.09 to make a coffee run, close the door of the office I share with Zack at the church and drown myself in doctrine and forum posts.
Today is a little different…we have a GROUPON! Usually we buy these things and forget about them until well after their expiration. So in a few minutes we will pick up the peace maker from preschool and enjoy an already paid for lunch out!
This afternoon I get to work my magic with a little data entry and hope the caffeine surging will keep me awake long enough to get the information on Sunday School Attendance for three months sorted…this information is vital to follow up so
I better get on it before I find myself stuck in a pile of paperwork.
Oh. gel food coloring takes a long time to mix in milk, now I have a half a jug of green milk to turn into delicious things the kids will eat.
Samuel Taylor Coleridge is one of my favorite writers, I love the dark word pictures he uses. Today Greek is my albatross…It is interesting that an individual can work their tail off and then be crushed be the simple alphabetical grading system. Needless to say I will be suppressing this semester into the crevices of my brain and enjoy the fact that tomorrow is Jesus’ birthday and I get the next two weeks at home with my kiddos. Perhaps I’ll get my mind off matters by enjoying a little “book candy” reading, for pleasure of reading for a change.
Looking ahead–trying to stay positive.
We walk a lot. My curvy physique would not support this statement, but we love walking. I especially love to walk through crunchy colorful leaves.
The sound and smell makes me feel like alive inside. The youngest in our clan has chosen fall to leap from the stroller at any given time toward a pile of leaves…or puddle.
I love watching the kids race down the sidewalk on our trek home from picking up the twins from school (half mile one-way).
The best is when the kids ask to go on extra long walks–which usually results in good sleepers.
I love the shape of the trees after the leaves have fallen and their silhouettes against the sky.
I love baking and when I have a garden canning the fruit of my labor for colder months.
I love the earthy rich colors of fall and the smell of cinnamon, and cloves. I love sweaters and damp air.
Despite it being election day…and the end of the world drawing near…depending on who is elected…I am going to enjoy Fall.
From the top of the stairs I can hear the kids playing and laughing…and screaming and fighting in the living room below as all the toys in the playroom go untouched. I am waiting for the three year old to finish going potty…cuz he’s still needs a little help or company while he tends to business.
I want to scrapbook or take a nap or just have a moment of quiet…I am blessed. I need to sit in this place more often.