agent of His

As I reflect on this week, I realize that nomatter what I did, significant or insignificant someone was watching. Eden was, yes, but the Lord was watching the motives of my heart, the attitudes hidden deep inside, and the way I responded to chaos. Can I admitt I was tired this week? Disgruntled, grumpy, lazy...and short tempered. Through all of my yuck, when my child looked up at me and had a need or asked to play or even when dealing with discipline, the way I responded to her was a picture to her of who and how God is. I am an agent of His. I reflect His heart to her and I am one of the ways she will know who He is by me showing her. Did I fail miserably? I think so. Was I intentional and give my best? With what I had, I gave what I could. Most of all, even on rough days, I want her to see joy so uncontainable pouring through my being. That is the Holy Spirit inside of me. When I am so utterly weak or discouraged I can commune with a living person inside of me who constantly tells me He will strengthen me, He will never leave me, He loves me. And He is honest but so kind! And He is faithful as I let Him to transform me from the inside out to look more like that beautiful man in heaven, the God-man Jesus. Let love and humility be worked inside of me on the days I feel the weakest as a mother. More of you, less of me, God!

words of life

There's somthing about speaking truth over your children. Truth over their lives, who they are, and how God sees them. "You are loved" is the phrase I've had up this week. I love seeing this in her room, because it reminds me I'm loved too.

abc's

I really want to use what I have around the house and saw an idea from a website to make your own fabric alphabet letters. So, I went into my sewing room and viola! Im not done yet..but its a start. I may put magnets on the back of them to put on the fridge or I may just put them on her wall or not. We will see. Here is her new bookshelf in our living room. I decided to have it turned toward us during the day for her to use as she likes, then once its time to clean up for the evening, I'll turn it around so she can't reach anything to pull it out. I love how the books are in the rooms of the house! I can't get over how charming it is.

distractions

Why does it seem when I want to get stuff done that I only get slowed down? The joys of mothering! Mind you, its totally worth it somtimes to throw my chore out the window and grab my little girl into my arms and play. Today, I cleaned out the fridge and it happened to be nasty. I turned my back for a second and my little girl was playing in the yucky growth stuff in the bottom of my fridge floating in water. Then the next second found her beating on the milk carton like a drum. I think I had to redirect her out of the kitchen several times, when I finally realized there is a gate for a reason! Life would be so boring without kids.