Marred Chalk Murals

Last we spoke...things were blurrier than usual. Now they are ineligible, like chalk murals splattered by falling rain drops. I've taken a little time to let the sun dry up the pavement so I can start a new drawing. I apologize for the lack of communication, but sometimes it's better to stop. I had no idea when I wrote about Rest, Rejoice and Restart on Sunday how much I would need to adhere to my own advice.
Tuesday, my youngest son decided to venture from his crib for the first time...unfortunately he caught his face on the way down on the crib's metal braces and tore apart the tip of his perfectly sweet, round, nose. Several hours and stitches later, I was rejoicing that it wasn't worse. There is something so heart wrenching in watching our children suffer. We can't perform miracles, we can't predict the unknown, and we can't help them avoid so many things. Ugh!
So, again I rejoice that my children are not left solely in my hands to care for them...because I can't do it by myself. The good Lord has them in his hands in the moments I can't! He carries them when my arms are tired or weak or full.
I am blessed. It is this assurance that lets me restart. Let's me wake up tomorrow and kiss the now crooked little stitched up nose of my son...knowing everything will be fine.
Goodnight, God Bless...

Reflect, Rejoice, Reset

I like beginings and endings...

• Monday starts the week, Sunday ends the week
• Up at 6a to bed a 10p
• Project Started, Project Completed.

It seems that recently though, the boundaries have gotten blurred. One week runs into the next without a moment to reflect, rejoice and reset. Eventhough God commands us to rest...it is one of the most difficult goals for me to accomplish. It has been a lieftime struggle for me.

I have been forced to understand, however, the importance of this task. As a stay home mom it is very easy to get caught up in the daily grind of managing a household. Unlike when I worked fulltime, let me rephrase that, when I worked 40 hours a week (I have a new understanding of "fulltime"), my day does not begin at 8 break at 10 lunch at 12 break at 3 done at 5. In my day, breaks are nonexistent, lunch is when everyone is hungry and everything is completed in an "on demand" basis. This schedule becomes grueling without rest. Not just sleep, but true rest of the mind, body and spirit. Let me just say from personal experience that a person will only run at a nonstop pace for a limited time. If rest is not applied, the effects can be catastrophic.

...here is the ending for now, more on this topic soon!

Mom's lesson: Reflect, Rejoice, Reset regularly

Wife's lesson: Reflect, Rejoice, Reset regularly

Caregiver's lesson: Reflect, Rejoice, Reset regularly

Everyday is Mother's Day!

We didn't do much for Mother's day. I'll admit it was pretty much the same old same old, laundry, dishes, cleaning...blah, blah, blah. My son had made me a wonderful cookbook at school and had written me a card that had a neat ladybug magnet on it. My daughter and other son are too little for the gift giving process and I thought it self-serving to go buy something on their behalf. I'm not really a stuff person anyway. I'm a feelings persons...and man were mine touched over the last couple days. At least once a day my 4 year old daughter has brought me various items (leaves, flowers, drawings, worms) that she deems as gifts. All followed by the words, "Happy Mother's Day". WOW! Mother's Day everyday!

Mom's Lesson:I can learn from my children everyday!
Wife's Lesson: Sometimes husbands forget
Caregiver Lesson: You can make a someone's day everyday, not just on "special occasions"

Holy God

As any 6 1/2 year old does...my son is introduced daily to new phrases. This morning he was "WOW'd" by something and I heard him say "Holy Moley". I mentioned to my son that Moles weren't Holy and that we save the word only for describing our God Almighty. Later on today, he was once again in awe of something, looked at me approvingly and said, "Holy is the Lord". While I was pleased that he had realized that our Lord is Holy. We discussed that it was still not the best way to express surprise.

Mom Lesson:Be wise with your words. Our children look to us for clarity and understanding, be diligent to take the time to listen.

Where Do We Begin

I never thought I'd be a Blogger...after all don't we all have lives? What makes mine so important? Well, here is my answer: Every life is important because it is a masterpiece by God! If we don't share this journey with others, we are not sharing the gifts we have been given. This is an effective way to touch lives and make a difference! My writings can be catagorized by this statement: The Unorganized Writings of a Christian Wife, Mother and Caregiver. Somedays...I may tug at your heartstring, others I may make you laugh. My goal is to lighten your heart, your soul and your burdens.

Have a Blessed Day,
Kym Lamb