Sunday, August 30, 2009

Free Yourselves People.

This is my favorite facebook status of the day (written by one of our new vocalists at church).

I am no longer too shy to raise my hands while singing about how cool God is. This weekend's songs changed all that.

Way to go Stacy!

Have you ever been in a worship service and felt the spirit move you to raise your hands? Have you ever been worried about what the people around you might think? I have. But in those moments, I remind myself worship is between myself and God. I don't want to do anything in a corporate setting that would distract anyone else...but we must also learn to be not be held back by other people's opinions of who we are or how we worship.

Or as Stacy wrote...just think about how cool God is...and let your heart do the rest.

Saturday, August 29, 2009

So much for the green thumb.

I waited all summer for my broccoli to sprout. It finally did. Then I wanted to wait for it to get bigger. It appears I waited to long. Who knew that broccoli sprouted beautiful little flowers.

Looks like I need to find a vase for my broccoli.

Wednesday, August 26, 2009


I just found this picture in my email and it made me laugh.

A lot of you have no idea who this is....but if you do, it has to make you laugh.

Good times Trent. Good times.

Tuesday, August 25, 2009

WARNING: I'm an emotional Mother.

It started at Costco.

I was so excited to be there by myself, and then I kept seeing things that would remind me of my girls and would have pangs of missing them deeply. Crazy since I had been with them ALL day....

Then I got home and was sorting through pictures...and just started crying.

This seems like yesterday....

And tomorrow morning, I am taking her to buy clothes for Kindergarten.

As a mostly stay at home mom, I spend many days staring at the clock...dreaming about bedtime...hoping time will go by quickly. And it did. Now I am looking at pictures wondering where time went.

I warned you I was emotional...but I want this written down so my beautiful, stubborn, strong-willed, creative, funny, one of a kind daughter will know one day how desperately I love her. How I want the best for her. How I pray for her and dream for her. How I know that she will grow into an incredible person...and how blessed I am that God chose me to be her Mom.

Monday, August 24, 2009

Fishing with Horses...

We went fishing today at Central Park.

That's a lot different than fishing at a pond in on someone's farm in Kentucky. Let it be known...I prefer the pond in Kentucky.

Here's a few highlights of that experience...

Me and the Boyz.

Did not have such an easy time baiting the hook. I kept apologizing to the worms.... poor little guys.

Lexi on the other hand...took right to it!

Who needs a worm?

Haley's first catch...she caught 10!!!!

Lexi gave it a shot too!

Hello fishy.

Just hanging out.

Dad's catch.

Alone time...

Me and the Worm Girl.

...But I don't Want to Go!!!

Sunday, August 23, 2009

Worship & Stuff.

There is only so much that can be said in a Facebook status update.

So I have turned here. To think "out loud" if you will. To write my thoughts. To think it out.

And yet I still don't know exactly what to say. But here's what I know. I am passionate about worship. I get paid to be a worship leader, but sometimes I feel like I do a LOUSY job at the prep work. I know I have been guilty of taken it lightly. And yet my job is to help lead people to give them a glimpse of His try to guide their thoughts and their journey for a few minutes each week. This my friends, is not something to be taken lightly.

And God kinda hit me over the head with that this week.

It's resulted in not sleeping. A lot of praying. A lot of searching.

I want for our church to grow as worshipers, but before I can help other people grow, I have to be committed to the journey myself. So this week, I have recommitted. My minds is spinning at 100 mph. I am so in love with God and I want others to be too.

I want God to stretch me. Refine me. Teach me. Mold me. I want that for everybody else too...but especially my church family. I am praying for a revolution in our church. For a harvest. One that will reach our into our community and into our world. I don't think that is too much to ask...because God is a BIG God who can DO big things...once we submit to Him and allow HIM to work through us.

Oh how I so desperately want God to work through me...and often times in spite of me.

So for those of you who read this blog who are members of my church family...I hope you will join me on this journey. Pray for our church...for our leaders...for our growth. Pray that we will be a worshiping church and God's love will overflow from our lives, from our church, and into our world.

May God give us a glimpse of His glory that will force us to our knees in worship....and may it never be taken lightly again.

Tuesday, August 18, 2009

Gospel for Preschoolers.

While we were driving around in Kentucky...the following conversation took place between my girls. Haley (5) and Lexi (3)

Lexi: (pointing at clouds) Which cloud does Jesus live in?

Haley: (rolling her eyes) He doesn't live in a cloud, he lives in your heart.

Lexi: He doesn't live in my heart. He's not in my skin and my blood.

Haley: (exasperated)....Yes he does. He lives in your heart.

Lexi: He does?

Haley: Yes. He lives in there with God.

Lexi: Do they play together?

Haley: Yep.

Lexi: Ooooooh!

Monday, August 17, 2009

I want to remember...

Time seems to be slipping away so quickly and there are moments that I want to freeze in time forever...

Today was one.

I decided we would bake cookies this afternoon. We went to the store and got our supplies. Came home. Turned on Sara Groves...who is a singer/songwriter that I LOVE. And started the process.

Eventually, Lexi got sent to bed because she kept eating the dough and then was chugging the it was just Haley and I. After all the cookies were done, I put her in charge of decorating while I cleaned up the kitchen.

She was so serious about it. Decorating. Organizing. Talking to herself. I just started watching her.

She looked so precious. And in that moment, every fight, every argument, every lie, every disobedient act that drives me insane didn't matter. It was my daughter standing before me and she has never been more beautiful...more perfect.

I stopped to take a picture and then I heard the lyrics of the song playing in the background...

Loving a person just the way they are
That's no small thing...
That's the whole thing.

She went outside to eat a cookie, and I just leaned over the countertop, almost like the wind was knocked out of me, and just started praying... praying that I would be the mother that she needs me to be....the mother that God has designed me to be. That I would be patient. Love her through the hard times as much as I love her in these sweet moments. I asked God to protect our keep us close. And to help me to love her just the way she is...cause after all, that's no small thing. It's the whole thing.

Friday, August 7, 2009

WV Pool Party

We are in West Virginia. One thing I find interesting is how everyone seems to know each other here. Curtis told me it is because most people have been here there whole lives. It is always interesting when we come to town, because Bruce (my Father in Law) causes a big stir. Everyone wants to see him...find out what he's been up on and so forth.

So I hear rumors about old friends of his who have a pool. Something about a girl he went to school with as a kid who had a crush on him at one time or another. But I digress. Apparently, they have a pool. And not just one of those above ground pools, but a certified in ground pool. It's kind of a big deal.

So they knew that we were coming to town and had called a few times asking where we were. Connie kept telling Bruce to call over and let them know we would come over today...but he didn't wanna (hear my accent coming through?) He thought we would just show up.

So show up we did.

We pulled up and his friend (we'll call her Charlene)...jumped up and grabbed a towel and put it over her. Then went on to tell him it's because she hasn't shaved...because of COURSE that is what you tell someone when you haven't seen them in a few years.

From that moment on, I struggled to keep up with all the goins' on....

But here are some of the highlights...

2 ATVS pulling up with a mom, her daughter, and the daughter's step-son.
- The mom is smoking. Haley tells her not to.
- The daughter is 30. Her stepson is 24.

One lady was a retired cop (who is now 60) and she asked Bruce if he remembers her flashing the school bus when they were kids. When he said no, she said, " would have remembered if I did." Then went on to talk about how she used to work at K-MART and wear a black thong with white pants and made all the boys crazy. (REMEMBER - I DON'T KNOW THESE PEOPLE!)

This same lady asked the 24 year old stepson of her friend if he likes fat chicks...cause she wanted to get incestual with him.

Then a sweet little old lady came by from next door (who of course was Bruce's old schoolteacher) and let them borrow the newspaper. But she wanted it back, because even though it was delivered in the morning, it is the NIGHT edition, and her husband refused to read it until it was NIGHT.

They took said newspaper and looked through the yard sale ads, because of COURSE they are going yard saling in the morning...and last week she bought "fat lady clothes" at a yard sale...because yard sales never have "fat lady clothes" and she wanted to stock up. But she doesn't go to skanky yard sales because they have bad clothes.

She apparently buys too much at these yard sales though because she has 54 MIRRORS in her living room. And a door from the old funeral home...just because she wanted it.

Then we heard tales of a 7 year old apostolic boy who came up and tried to rebuke the demons out of her.

Now...these two sisters apparently throw some interesting parties, one of which had a doctor who was walking around passing out viagra. She decided to go to the doctor. And then he asked her why and she said because she thought he might know someone she could give viagra to....

One of these women also has a bowel problem. Apparently has to poop as soon as she gets the urge. And her sister said, "she has literally pooped on the side of the road in every position possible." One time she had to poop in a public stall next to a little girl and her mom. The little girl heard her drop the bomb and kept asking her mom who was pooping, and they lady felt bad so she started talking like BARNEY and said "It's BARNEY...and I have to POOP!" And the little girl and "Barney" had a conversation of the stall door for the next couple of minutes.

Okay people...I could go on and on...but I think you get the drift.

Here's what I know. West Virginia is filled with some wild, wonderful people. I fit in just fine!


We bought a new home!!!!!!

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2509 Middle of the Woods
West Virginia

Sunday, August 2, 2009

A Weed Inspired Thought.

As I was pruning my flowers today, I noticed a lot of weeds and some dying plants.

And a scripture came to mind...

The grass withers and the flowers fall,
but the word of our God stands forever.

Isaiah 40:8

Time to get into it.