Just a Daisy in the Meadow

At times I feel helpless to keep “the frustrated, angry tone” out of my voice and I have problems keeping the volume soft . . . I am finding that it’s God . . . it’s THROUGH God, that I CAN DO all things . . .

“Who crowns you with lovingkindness and tender mercies . . .”

It’s God . . . God who puts this “crown” of loving words, loving firm\soft words . . .  as I relate to my children in the daily grind of chores and duties, joys and sorrows . . .  He crowns me . . . Oh, it is joy . . .

Saturday I was introduced to this neat discussion board called A Page in the Life of a Mom . . .

Ah . . . I am so enjoying my freedom these days - you have to understand, I am not pregnant - which in other words means that I am not “dead” tired all the time!  I am able to “do” so much more (growing a baby is doing, but a different kind of doing)  . . .  I actually feel like just maybe I can function by a schedule, I don’t mind blanket training or keeping up after the children while they are doing their chores, I am up and about getting my things done and lovin’ it . . . I feel “capable” (clear throat) of hauling all the children to town to get groceries, go to the fair and see all the animals

Boris the II was voted best by our crew . . . I preferred the horses though

. . .and ride the toy tractors

Farmer Boy

. . . and tour the commercial building where Papa has his booth set up this year (this is the first year where you don’t have to stay set up on Sunday, so we gave it a try)

I even took them all with me to get my labwork done this time . . . I had them all sit in a row on the floor while the nurse drew my blood . . . It worked fairly well . . . then for a treat we went over to tour the little church house close by - alas it was still locked - but we enjoyed the lawn and flowers

Church just let out . . .

We could stop and take pictures(like the very first one in this post), cause we were not absolutely desperate to get home for naps (uh, yeah, naps take up lots of time ) or feedings etc.   Take a look at this vine . . .  I love it!  Maybe someday . . .

Anyway just all this to say that life seems much more beautiful and lovely when one is enjoying good health and energy . . . I thank the Lord for this gift . . . this beauty . . . this time of “refreshment” . . .

This is one of the best things . . . I love hearing the words of praise and petition being uttered from their little lips . . .a sweet incense . . .

“Let my prayer be set before You as incense;

The lifting up of my hands as the evening sacrifice.” - Psalm 141:2

I’ve started packing . . .  for eight people . . .

“The Lord is your keeper;

The Lord is your shade at your right hand.

The sun shall not strike you by day,

nor the moon by night . . . ” - Psalm 121:5-6

Looks kinda dead still, doesn’t it? . . . . Spring is a bit late in coming this year . . . But soon it will BURST with new life . . .

This pic is for my pregnant friends . . .I don’t know about you, but when I am pregnant, most times I feel kinda blah and “dead” like . . . BUT JUST WAIT!!! . . . What’s about to happen is breathtaking . . . What an awesome God . . . Creator . . . to make life just so . . .

Blessings - Aimee

As I look ahead . . . I start to worry and fret . . . . It seems the more I have to do, the less time and energy I have to do it . . . (of course I am speaking at a down time . . . a time of cleaning out the van, dealing with mud and sand, lots of laundry from a trip and relating to grumpy children) . . . and I think ahead of getting ready to leave for our long trip  in about a month . . . early Monday morning after a weekend of church camp out and it looks mountainous! I want the house clean not only for my sake this time, but because their will be another family using it for a week while we are gone . .  . and I would like to start out rested up (Ha!) . . . . you know how it is . . .

And so I wonder and have wondered so many times in the last few years, why it is or why did God make it so that the more little ones we have, the more needs to be done and the busier we are, the less time time we have to do it . . .  there’s more laundry, more dirt brought in, more squabbles to settle, more hurts to kiss, more, more, more . . .

I know the children ARE much more of a help now then they were three years ago . . . or two years ago . . .  even one year makes a BIG difference . . .  but still . . .

And so the only thing there is to do  (maybe that’s why God has it this way) is to step back into his arms and trust that everything will come out alright . . .  no, the house may very well embarrass me, but I will have to let go and let God do a work in my heart of releasing and committing my life in His care and REST there . . .

Ever sing this song?   . . . “Fret not, He’s watching over you, Fret not the Lord will see you through . . . Commit thy way unto the Lord, all you need He will afford, Never fret or be oppressed, commit and trust, delight and rest . . .”

“Commit your way to the Lord,

Trust also in Him . . .” Psalm 37:5a

When it snows in April . . .  ya make a snowbunny.

I’m not sure who wrote this song, but it has blessed me many a day, including todoay . . . I think it is a good “Mom” song

“The Lord has a will and I have a need.

To follow that will, to humbly be still.

To rest in it, nest in it, fully be blest in it,

Following my Father’s will . . . “

". . . walk worthy of the calling with wich you were called,

with all lowiness and gentleness, with longsuffering . . .

endeavoring to keep the unity of the Spirit in the bond of peace . . 

But to each one of us GRACE was given . . . " - Ephesians