Skip to main content

Therapeutic Thursday - With a Twist!

Today, i am focusing on being "other-centered" rather than self-centered. Though i have not spent most of my life in a self-centered state, i have to admit these last few weeks have been quite full of unpacking myself - the bits and pieces of the child i was, the memories of events that shaped who i have become, and the issues and struggles of today and how they come from all those past events and memories. I am happy to report that this week, i have so much more peace.

I feel as if the pain is finally coming to the surface so it can leave, which is the whole point, according to my therapist!

I have not only attempted to get on a schedule, i am kicking schedule butt! I have not only endeavored to get caught up in our school work, we are tearing school work up! I have not only tried to make a molehill out of the mountain of laundry, i have eliminated the problem altogether! {although, with laundry, that is always a temporary state!}

Anyway, this week, the kids and i have adopted a missionary family in New Zealand. We are praying for and writing to the Bennetts, a young couple following God over land, over sea, wherever He leads! We are so humbled to know them, to pray for them, to learn about them. God is so good to bring us this opportunity at this point in my healing. Please join us as we pray for them.

Yesterday, the eldest child gave almost half of her remaining birthday money to me for the Nashville Rescue Mission Thanksgiving Meal. I was humbled... and honored to be her mother.

I had the opportunity to participate in a conversation with God and a friend of mine regarding love, true love, Godly, Jesus-like love, unconditional love. I was granted the most amazing words of wisdom, and i am humbled and honored to have been part of that.

You seeing a pattern here? Yeah, me, too. God is bigger and greater and more amazing than i can even hope for, and He loves me in a way i cannot begin to imagine or understand. And that, my brothers and sisters in Christ, is quite enough on any day.

I will now leave you with a chuckle. The littlest peanut decided not to wait for me to put on her favorite show, so she put it on "all by her-soss." (note: the shows are recorded in a program on the computer that is hooked up to display on the television, and proper menu surfing with the mouse is required)

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Health Care in the USA

Well, it is time for another political rant, so depending on your standing, you may want to mosey along.... Health care in the United States is apparently in need of an overhaul.  There are few who disagree.  However, the method of that overhaul is in question.  Many would like to use their power in government to take over health care.  Yeah, yeah, yeah, they are calling it a reform , but it is really just a takeover . So, okay, let's evaluate. Your company, which you have worked for your entire life, is losing money.  It is still afloat, but it isn't doing as well as it could.  You have a couple of choices as a member of the voting board of directors : you could vote in favor of a reevaluation of what is working and what isn't, what rules are already in place that aren't being followed that would benefit your bottom line, and what people in your company are beneficial and what people are detrimental, then you could weed out things and people who aren...
2 comments
Read more

How Has Homeschooling Affected My Life?

Well, homeschooling IS my life, so suffice it to say, there's no stone unturned!  Massive takeover, at times, a bit hostile!! For example, my second child was getting ready to embark on Mother's Day Out and my first child was conveniently ensconced in a Government-run "educational" facility, and I had a glimmer of real freedom... for about a day.  Then I found out I was preggo with Baby #3.  Commence Meltdown. I have since gotten over that traumatic , er, beautiful time, and we have embraced homeschooling.  The freedom never came, the oldest got pulled from Uncle Sam's Brainwashing Academy, and the second offspring never entered a public school.  The third will not go away to preschool. They go with me to the doctor.  This, they do not love.  Neither do I. ( Mommy, why is she putting that there?? ) Alas, it is our lot in life... at least until the eldest is of babysitting age. They go with me to the grocery store.  This, they love occasion...
3 comments
Read more

Hole-Punchers and Vanderbilt

Yup. The name pretty much says it all. My day started with my eight- and five-year-olds deciding to experiment with the art supplies. My son put his finger in the hole-puncher and my daughter punched a hole in it. Commence wailing, bleeding, and panicking. "Quin got cut" was the first explanation. Then, "Calysta used the hole-punch on my finger" and "He told me to do it" and "No, I didn't!" Sob, sob, sob, bleed, bleed, bleed. Yeah, well, 12 minutes later, the bleeding isn't slowing with the crying, so the our Pediatrician's office advises us to take a trip the to Vanderbilt Children's Hospital Emergency Room. Really?!?! Jack that panicking up a few notches, folks, and off we go! About 3 1/2 hours later, we are on our way home with a $75 bandage. Mmm-hmmm. An ER trip that results in the doctor washing the cut out with WATER and putting a gauze BANDAGE on my not-so-smart son's finger. The good news is that there was no...
1 comment
Read more