I know when the Lord is speaking to me because literally the air around me changes. There is a stillness that settles all my raging emotions and questions and simply bids me to be silent, listen and consider what I hear. And then it's almost as if it comes from the center of my being-the answer, the revelation, the instruction and it is sealed in this definite place inside of me that I can't describe. I only know that I must do what I've been prompted to do. If I resist I can't breathe, but when I say yes and obey the most incredible sense of knowing and peace overtakes me and the matter is settled once and for all. -Michelle McKinney Hammond
This spoke to the center of who I am....as Ryan and I are making a very big decision to move to another area in California. I know it's what God wants for us and I'm at peace for that reason alone. Julie, aren't you happy to hear this?!?!
Thursday, March 1, 2012
One of those days!
This post is from last week but I forgot to hit POST.
It's only 8am and I feel like I've been up for 6 hrs. Truth is, it's been almost 4 hrs. Today is my bible study day and I'm thankful for that because I certainly need a "chin check". I woke up at 4:30 to Wilson climbing into bed and snuggling up. Sounds great, doesn't it?!? He then started sounded out words....C...AT!.....B....ER....D! D...AD!....And on and on. I was trying so hard to fall back to sleep. He did this for about a half an hour while talking to me periodically in between. I just kept whispering, "It's still nighttime, go back to sleep" Finally, I thought he was asleep and decided to get into the bath. SOME PEACE before I start my day (since I can't go back to sleep)....
....Here comes Wilson, in the bath with me. Oh well, it's all good. So, he decides to start asking questions about my boobies!!! I won't go into total detail but I'll just say this wasn't an EGO BOOST:) He also wanted to know why babies breast feed, where the milk comes out, why people have hair in certain areas....OH YEAH, nothing like having the 13 year old talk with a 5 year old at 5:30 in the morning. Finally we get out, he gets dressed and gets on the computer. SOME PEACE for a moment.....
....Here comes Olivia. She wants to take a bath now. No problem. In comes Sophie, who also wants to take a bath but Olivia doesn't want HER in the bath!!! They break out in an argument. Keep in mind, it's about 6am now. After I get them under control, I hear the boys screaming and wrestling. Wilson went in and jumped on Jackson while he was sleeping and they are in a full on wrestling match! The peace is gone and I know it AIN'T coming back....
....Here comes Emma! She is TICKED off because she can't find her jeans and she can't believe how annoying everyone is, including HER DAD...who walked into her room to see if she was up TWICE. HOW RUDE!!!! She is tired and doesn't feel good. Wilson is on the computer again and she WANTS TO SIT DOWN. She's tired!! She needs me to put her hair in a bun and can't believe (again) how rude everyone is. "MOM.....get Wilson OFF the computer!!!" I need to sit down. (By the way, the computer is in my bathroom:) PEACE be with me....please!
....We go downstairs to eat breakfast. This is always a joke and I won't even go into it. I'm packing lunches. Olivia's crying because someone ate her starburst that she was going to bring to Paige in her lunch. Jack can't find his shoes. Wilson is counting to 10 in Korean AT THE TOP OF HIS LUNGS!!
....And the blessing in all of this is that I can still find myself being THANKFUL for all of this NON-SENSE!!
It's only 8am and I feel like I've been up for 6 hrs. Truth is, it's been almost 4 hrs. Today is my bible study day and I'm thankful for that because I certainly need a "chin check". I woke up at 4:30 to Wilson climbing into bed and snuggling up. Sounds great, doesn't it?!? He then started sounded out words....C...AT!.....B....ER....D! D...AD!....And on and on. I was trying so hard to fall back to sleep. He did this for about a half an hour while talking to me periodically in between. I just kept whispering, "It's still nighttime, go back to sleep" Finally, I thought he was asleep and decided to get into the bath. SOME PEACE before I start my day (since I can't go back to sleep)....
....Here comes Wilson, in the bath with me. Oh well, it's all good. So, he decides to start asking questions about my boobies!!! I won't go into total detail but I'll just say this wasn't an EGO BOOST:) He also wanted to know why babies breast feed, where the milk comes out, why people have hair in certain areas....OH YEAH, nothing like having the 13 year old talk with a 5 year old at 5:30 in the morning. Finally we get out, he gets dressed and gets on the computer. SOME PEACE for a moment.....
....Here comes Olivia. She wants to take a bath now. No problem. In comes Sophie, who also wants to take a bath but Olivia doesn't want HER in the bath!!! They break out in an argument. Keep in mind, it's about 6am now. After I get them under control, I hear the boys screaming and wrestling. Wilson went in and jumped on Jackson while he was sleeping and they are in a full on wrestling match! The peace is gone and I know it AIN'T coming back....
....Here comes Emma! She is TICKED off because she can't find her jeans and she can't believe how annoying everyone is, including HER DAD...who walked into her room to see if she was up TWICE. HOW RUDE!!!! She is tired and doesn't feel good. Wilson is on the computer again and she WANTS TO SIT DOWN. She's tired!! She needs me to put her hair in a bun and can't believe (again) how rude everyone is. "MOM.....get Wilson OFF the computer!!!" I need to sit down. (By the way, the computer is in my bathroom:) PEACE be with me....please!
....We go downstairs to eat breakfast. This is always a joke and I won't even go into it. I'm packing lunches. Olivia's crying because someone ate her starburst that she was going to bring to Paige in her lunch. Jack can't find his shoes. Wilson is counting to 10 in Korean AT THE TOP OF HIS LUNGS!!
....And the blessing in all of this is that I can still find myself being THANKFUL for all of this NON-SENSE!!
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