I love "The Desert Song" by Hillsong (United). It speaks to my very soul and brings me to my spiritual knees (if not physical knees) every time. The first link is the story behind the song and the song itself. It is posted by Integrity music so I can only trust there is validity to it. Please watch. She is a living example of I CHOOSE.
This is the song with the words (because sometimes those Aussies are hard to understand:)). It is worth your time. Look at the words as they sing it. You will be blessed.
We choose today. Choose life. Choose to worship. Choose to speak truth. Choose to declare and rejoice and praise. Choose to believe His word, His will, and most importantly HIM!
(and this is for me more than anyone, just in case you were wondering)
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
Monday, September 21, 2009
POSTED # 2
GONE HOME FOR THE DAY. CHECK BACK TOMORROW. (PRAY FOR HEALING FOR MC 1 AND PROTECTION FOR MC 2 PLEASE).
Friday, September 18, 2009
FABULOUS FRIDAY
Great title right? I was hoping it would take me out of my hormone induced funk that is knocking at the door, no such luck yet.
Not much going on so I will tell you about bible study.
When we left our previous church, I knew I would need SOMETHING, some type of female fellowship, to get me through the next few months. Something consistent and valuable and vested in the Word. So I joined a summer study at one of the biggest Baptist churches in town. It took them all summer to figure out I did not go to church with them nor was I of the Baptist denomination.
Anyway, the class was mostly older (early 60's and up), meaning older than me, women. I had not been in a class like that in a long time and let me tell you it was wonderful. These women have years of experience not only with life but with the Lord Jesus and they love Him and His Word desperately!
Nobody became my BFF, and to them I was just Rhonda who came to study, but they were so nice and sweet and insightful. They blessed me to no end.
So this fall I planned to go to the study they were doing in the mornings, because frankly, I have not found my groove in our new church home yet, and I need the consistency of something!
Yesterday we did the session on "mean girls" from Esther and it was fantastic! Really spoke as to why we are mean girls or why we respond to mean girls as we do. It went right along with what Lisa McKay had spoken about in the Webinar by A Woman Inspired. Obviously it was meant for me. Funny how He works that isn't it? Ha Ha.
I have a dream and a desire of what I want to do for God. It is not happening yet. It may not happen at all. But I know that being a mean girl about it, being jealous of other women who are living out what I desire to do, is a sure fire way to kill it. As the enemy tries time and again to tell me,
You have nothing to offer.... What makes you any different....How could He use you....
I have to respond,
It is not about me.
God can do whatever He wants, however He wants to do it. It could come out of the clear blue and happen oh so fast or it could take years. His call. It is not about me and my timeline, and to be jealous, sincerely jealous and bitter, because He is using someone else is the mindset of a 2 year old. It was my toy I was going to play with it, it was my dream, I was going to do that.
Toddlers don't get trusted with very much. I don't want to be a toddler.
So in the waiting I will tell myself, it is not about me. I will push deeper into Him and pray steadfastly that I am ready when it does happen. Knowing full well that I won't be but He will. What I need to be is grounded in Him, solid in Him, and trusting in Him alone.
Have a great weekend! Be blessed! Enjoy your time in church this weekend! Enjoy the fellowship of the brethren!
Not much going on so I will tell you about bible study.
When we left our previous church, I knew I would need SOMETHING, some type of female fellowship, to get me through the next few months. Something consistent and valuable and vested in the Word. So I joined a summer study at one of the biggest Baptist churches in town. It took them all summer to figure out I did not go to church with them nor was I of the Baptist denomination.
Anyway, the class was mostly older (early 60's and up), meaning older than me, women. I had not been in a class like that in a long time and let me tell you it was wonderful. These women have years of experience not only with life but with the Lord Jesus and they love Him and His Word desperately!
Nobody became my BFF, and to them I was just Rhonda who came to study, but they were so nice and sweet and insightful. They blessed me to no end.
So this fall I planned to go to the study they were doing in the mornings, because frankly, I have not found my groove in our new church home yet, and I need the consistency of something!
Yesterday we did the session on "mean girls" from Esther and it was fantastic! Really spoke as to why we are mean girls or why we respond to mean girls as we do. It went right along with what Lisa McKay had spoken about in the Webinar by A Woman Inspired. Obviously it was meant for me. Funny how He works that isn't it? Ha Ha.
I have a dream and a desire of what I want to do for God. It is not happening yet. It may not happen at all. But I know that being a mean girl about it, being jealous of other women who are living out what I desire to do, is a sure fire way to kill it. As the enemy tries time and again to tell me,
You have nothing to offer.... What makes you any different....How could He use you....
I have to respond,
It is not about me.
God can do whatever He wants, however He wants to do it. It could come out of the clear blue and happen oh so fast or it could take years. His call. It is not about me and my timeline, and to be jealous, sincerely jealous and bitter, because He is using someone else is the mindset of a 2 year old. It was my toy I was going to play with it, it was my dream, I was going to do that.
Toddlers don't get trusted with very much. I don't want to be a toddler.
So in the waiting I will tell myself, it is not about me. I will push deeper into Him and pray steadfastly that I am ready when it does happen. Knowing full well that I won't be but He will. What I need to be is grounded in Him, solid in Him, and trusting in Him alone.
Have a great weekend! Be blessed! Enjoy your time in church this weekend! Enjoy the fellowship of the brethren!
Wednesday, September 16, 2009
THROUGH CAMO'D EYES
The Three Little Pigs through normal eyes:
The wolf is the villain and he is the one that should be shot.
The Three Little Pigs through a hunter's kid's eyes:
Mama when I get big I am gonna hunt those pigs down and shoot them and eat them. (Compliments of MC 2)
No black or white, only camo:)
The wolf is the villain and he is the one that should be shot.
The Three Little Pigs through a hunter's kid's eyes:
Mama when I get big I am gonna hunt those pigs down and shoot them and eat them. (Compliments of MC 2)
No black or white, only camo:)
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
KID SHELLEEN
Honestly the majority of this post is only going to be funny to my immediate family. Meaning my mom, my sisters, and dad if they can get him to read it.
I told you here how we grew up on westerns. Cat Ballou has always been one of our favorites.This is one of the best parts, http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4L367Qs53xE. Watch this first before reading on.
Done?
(For those of you who have never seen this masterpiece, the candles are for a funeral, the casket is out of camera shot, the girl's dad has just been shot by the villain.)
Okay, now pair this with the fact that I had a candle burning in our bathroom. Why you say? I live with three Y chromosomes and can tell who has been in the bathroom by the lingering odor, THAT'S WHY!
Even my Pound Cake candle has to work itself nearly to death sometimes. You have Y's in your house, you understand.
Just got XX? You are probably totally grossed out and will never read again.
I am sorry.
We will miss you.
Back to the point.
Now having Cat Ballou in mind, imagine the fit of laughter I go into when I see MC 2 leaning over said candle, very focused, singing,
Sisters, it almost had me on the floor I was laughing so hard. I thought if my dad could see this now!
The kid is a riot.
We went to the store yesterday afternoon. I thought it would be a great time to teach the boys some responsibility by having then carry out the bags. We had a total of 2 lunchables, some jalapenos, some grapes, a juice box, and apparently a kryptonite bag of Cheetos. MC 2 was requisitioned to carry the Cheetos bag. Which has a whopping weight of...8 1/2 ounces.
You would have thought they weighed a ton. He was dragging the bag along the ground, bemoaning how heavy it was, until he saw his way out - the buggy boy.
This polite young man was returning the buggy back to the store and headed our way. So what does my darling Hercules of a man do?
While the kid is still 30 yards away, he goes a little something like this,
Right after we go over ABC's and try to count to 10.
On a different note, it is 3:50 in the morning so if the misspellings and grammatical errors are more than normal, be kind.
I told you here how we grew up on westerns. Cat Ballou has always been one of our favorites.This is one of the best parts, http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4L367Qs53xE. Watch this first before reading on.
Done?
(For those of you who have never seen this masterpiece, the candles are for a funeral, the casket is out of camera shot, the girl's dad has just been shot by the villain.)
Okay, now pair this with the fact that I had a candle burning in our bathroom. Why you say? I live with three Y chromosomes and can tell who has been in the bathroom by the lingering odor, THAT'S WHY!
Even my Pound Cake candle has to work itself nearly to death sometimes. You have Y's in your house, you understand.
Just got XX? You are probably totally grossed out and will never read again.
I am sorry.
We will miss you.
Back to the point.
Now having Cat Ballou in mind, imagine the fit of laughter I go into when I see MC 2 leaning over said candle, very focused, singing,
Happy Birthday to you
Happy Birthday to you
and then blowing out the candle.Sisters, it almost had me on the floor I was laughing so hard. I thought if my dad could see this now!
The kid is a riot.
We went to the store yesterday afternoon. I thought it would be a great time to teach the boys some responsibility by having then carry out the bags. We had a total of 2 lunchables, some jalapenos, some grapes, a juice box, and apparently a kryptonite bag of Cheetos. MC 2 was requisitioned to carry the Cheetos bag. Which has a whopping weight of...8 1/2 ounces.
You would have thought they weighed a ton. He was dragging the bag along the ground, bemoaning how heavy it was, until he saw his way out - the buggy boy.
This polite young man was returning the buggy back to the store and headed our way. So what does my darling Hercules of a man do?
While the kid is still 30 yards away, he goes a little something like this,
HEY! HEY! I NEED THAT BUGGY! I NEED THAT BUGGY!
So we will be adding weight training to our day to day routine.Right after we go over ABC's and try to count to 10.
On a different note, it is 3:50 in the morning so if the misspellings and grammatical errors are more than normal, be kind.
Friday, September 11, 2009
PROGRESS
Well, we made progress yesterday. All though BIL #2 was not nearly as impressed at my 1.2 pounds of weight loss as I was, which to me is major progress, he did work very hard to make this happen.
That's right people. I have a plywood 1/2 of a floor and I could not be happier!
I thought we had reached the pinnacle of progress when I found these:
Speaking of hot messes, here are couple of 'em:
That's right people. I have a plywood 1/2 of a floor and I could not be happier!
I thought we had reached the pinnacle of progress when I found these:
Yep. They don't work - scent wise. I was sorely disappointed. Then I remembered I was 1.2 pounds lighter and all was well.
The rest of my kitchen is as the kids would say " a hot mess!"
Speaking of hot messes, here are couple of 'em:
Have a great weekend!
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