I can't believe where God hand picked me from!

I was sitting in my living room listening to a song of old....one that I used to listen to in "my old life".......started to cry of course......

I was overwhelmed with an incredible gratefulness....can't stress that enough. God hand picked me from the road to hell. Some of the memories filled my mind and my heart was just broken. God did it! He just picked me up, where I was at, kicking and screaming (literally) and kept me under his wing until I could stand on my own. I left home when I was 15 and quit school to party all day and all night. My parents didn't hear from me for months at a time. When I think of where that road was going and where I could have ended up.........fills me with intense thankfulness and humility. I didn't deserve to be rescued. I didn't deserve to be saved. I cursed God. But He said, I'll forgive her for she doesn't know what she does.

My life today is a black and white picture compared to back then. Do you even know how I got clean? My parents hid behind a bush of the arcade that I hung out at. When I came strolling out, they grabbed me!!!! They shoved me into a car and drove me to Edmonton to get my head clear. They hid my boots in the oven so that I wouldn't take off. My dad slept on the outside of my bed so that I wouldn't sneek off in the night.

I CALL THAT MERCY!!!!
thanks daddy......I guess that's what it means when you said "you loved us first!"

Keep on truckin'

Last night I messed up again......but once again, God is faithful. The things I am learning on this food journey is amazing! And I am very very grateful for his mercy and grace to walk me through.....

Last night, it was midnight. I was waiting for Joe to get home and I was bored. The piece of pizza that has been calling my name for like 3 days suddendly it's voice got really loud and I gave in. I felt that yucky feeling for giving in to my flesh, and going back down the road I'm trying to get away from. This is hard....but at the same time, it's easy. I know what I have to do.
Sometimes I get annoyed at the "christian cliches" because when they start to mean something to you and become real to you, you all of a sudden realize how you've been using these "sayings" without reverence. Does that make sense? Right now I am talking about, "the battle belongs to the Lord" This is exactly what I am trying to walk out right now. And I am understanding it more and more at deeper levels. I just do what I need to do.....God will change my heart. I can't do that! All I can do is be obeidient. He does the rest. I need to keep my mind and my heart in the place of faith and hope at all times.....HE DOES THE REST!
I know what God says about me in His word. I know what is important to God. My heart! Am I willing? Am I humble? Am I making the right choices? I have a choice everyday. To give into condemnation or give in to hope. And today I choose hope, I choose faith, and I choose God's way. I am tempted often to give into the biggest lie that attacks me, "you've never made it before, why this time, it will be just like all the other times....failure! don't even bother, your messing it up anyway!" What a bunch of #$^%&^*^!^@ (pardon my french) I'm so sick of giving into those pieces of !@#$% lines! MY GOD IS BIGGER THAN ALL MY SIN! AND HE IS ALWAYS WORKING!

Am I going to WALK out my faith?
Do I believe that God is bigger than this stronghold in my life???????
..........................................
Okay then,
Keep on truckin'

It's not about you, it's not about me...

On my deck, suntanning with my sister. She looks at her shadow and starts to comment on her thighs. AS IF! Look at MY legs! Don't even go there nin, you're legs arent' even big....MINE are way bigger. She says, "it's not about you I was talking about my legs, not yours."

That has been echoing ever since. We always make things about us....I always make things about me. When someone is sharing their heart with me, they want me to listen....to them, not to me and my response. It's just something I've been learning to stop making it about me all the time. Start holding things up to the word of God and not my own experiences. These are my thoughts today.

Care bear, firestarter and kids

new family pics....click here!

Flowerlady is pregnant!!!

Extra extra read all about it!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

In other news, Baby faith is crawling! She's only 6 months old! She can cruise around pretty much everywhere! Gotta block off those stairs!
Seems like only yesterday she was as small as a little mouse!






I am feeling joyful!!!!

why obey?

My sis and I were talking about obeying the other day. And some different reasons to do it. All day today, I've been faced with various temptations and a choice. I've always loved that verse that God promises us a way out so we can stand up under it. (1 Cor. 10:13) His voice is usually the quiet one that is hard to hear sometimes. And sometimes, you can't hear it at all due to drowning it out for so long, you have forgotten the sound of the shepard's voice.

Why do we obey? My sis was decribing this unbelievable worship this one day and later in the day, had to make a choice. She chose to obey. Why? She didn't want to loose the prescence of God in her life. The unspeakable joy that comes through lifting Him up and declaring all that He is, is amazing! She knew that if she were to chose to sin, the joy that comes from walking the road of suffering would dissapate.
I've been chosing to obey in this walk with food. Why? My reasons aren't for any feeling, but just cause he plain told me to. Satan often tempts me with the "pleasures of the flesh", and all that "FEELS good..." I'm sure satan doesn't have as much to do with it as we think he does. Our flesh is pretty strong...Mine is very strong.
I am reading a book called, "who you are when no one's looking" Courage is a character trait that is not found easily these days. People are in it for the easy way out, for the quick fix. Why go to the root and go through humilitating pain and embarrasment, when you can perfect a way to look good on the outside? Yep, that's our society. When I think of courage, I think of saving someone's life, running out someone from a burning building, diving in below freezing water to rescue a child. But these stories are once in a lifetime happenings that might not even happen to us at all. This is what I read today in my book.

"Every single day we make choices that show wherther we are courageous or cowardly. We choose between the right thing and the conveninent thing, sicking to a conviction or caving in for the sake of comfort, greed or approval. We choose either to take a carefully thought out risk or to crawl in to a shrinking shell of false safety, security and inactivity. We choose either to believe in God and trust him, even though we do not always understand his ways, or to second guess him and cower in corners of doubt and fear. These choices come our way every day, rapid fire. We face them so frequently that we forget that we are even making them, and we sometimes find ourselves going with the flow instead of carefully making courageous choices. It takes courage to become a christian and even more to BE a christian..."

I was very challenged and encouraged with this. Be blessed today and stay on that road of suffering whatever the cost!! Now is the most important time to stay obedient, cause these are the character buiding moments. Anyone can do good when it's easy! Anyone can make the right choice when they wanted go that way anyway! God is good and He wants only the best for us!

Wanna hear my food journey?

I've had some really good days. His grace is sufficent. He is building my faith on this walk. My relationship to food all my life has been distorted, unhealthy and sometimes even dangerous.

As long as I can remember, food has been my friend, my comfort. I would come home from school after a day of getting teased and stuff my face with chicken burgers, handfuls of parmasan cheese, crackers and peanut butter.....anything to "fill my lonelyness" "bury my pain". I started to throw up my food when I was about 12. It was a cry for help, but didn't realize the pain it would cause me for the next 14 years of my life. It was a way of trying to "find myself", looking for an identity. "I am a troubled young girl. I am bulemic. I need love...." Of course, I didn't look at it like that when I was 12. I just thought it would be a neat thing to try. Looking back tho....that's what it was.
Then as a teen, I discovered drugs and sex. Didn't have to eat anymore! And usually the drugs made me sick, so I lost alot of weight. It seemed to do the job until I was sent to rehab. In rehab, they make you quit drugs, quit smoking, and then they separate the guys and girls! AAAAHHHHHH, now what??? Well, it was a good thing that they fed you 7 times a day in rehab, cause we all woulda went crazy. My roomate from Yellowknife, gained 60 pounds in 3 months!!!!!!!!!!!! She was so depressed that she told me that when she gets out, she's going right back to drugs to get the weight off. I myself gained 30 pounds in 3 months, but came out looking healthy instead like a rack of bones. (my mom didn't even recongnize me after I left home for the summer to party) In rehab, I really struggled with bulemia since I started to gain weight.
I've never had a weight problem until I had Caleb. I gained another 60 pounds in my pregnancy with 30 of it came off the first week. That's when things got really bad. I was bingeing and purging several times a day and battling major depression. Things starting getting better after Noah and since then has been a steady battle. It comes and goes. Sometimes not having an incident for a few months and then 3 or 4 in one month. When I start "dieting" it usually gets worse. I've been on so many yo yo's that I'm nauseated! I want off the rollercoaster and into God's lap.
This time is very different. My emotions aren't flying all over. I'm not even really excited. I'm trying not to obsess like I usually do. And doing everything in my power to stay rightly focused. I think this time, I'm being totally honest. I'm totally broken. And I think of that man in the bible that said, "Lord, I believe, help me overcome my unbelief!!!!" That's me. This journey with food has been never ending! So many failures! So many attempts at this and that. Diet pills, atkins, weigh down, starvation, exercise, obsessive healthy eating kicks, juice fasts, and most of the time I just ignore it. Pretend it's not there. Try to go on with my life like I am normal when it comes to food....but knowing deep down that I'm not normal!
I would ask that as I share this journey with you, that you would just pray for me as you feel led, but I don't really want advice on eating tips or weight loss. This is a journey of healing of my spirit which will in turn show itself in my behaviors. I am trying to walk a road of obeidience in my eating as God is calling me. It's not that I'm all prideful and think I know everything.....I just need to hear from God right now and stay as close to him as possible. He knows my hurts, my past, my wounds that need healing in what time. I am putting my full trust in him and his leading. If you feel strongly to share something, I am very open! I bless you to walk with me! In fact, I WANT you to walk with me! I need you guys! Does that make sense????
Well, better keep climbing......it's a big mountain.....but not too big for MY GOD!!!!!

All that matters....

I couldn't believe it. Joe came home from meeting with moose and I had to tell him that I already messed up. But through it all God was very gracious. He spoke to me through the whole thing. His love is so overwhelming sometimes! Especially when your in the middle of being a schmuck, He just sits there beside you and whispers sweet nothings into your ear.....I've told him to go away before out of shame and He just says that He's not going no where!!!

These were the things that God spoke to me after my slip....
"It's okay, I am still pleased with you. You are walking my way and I delight in the desires of your heart. This will take time....the only thing I ask of you is DON'T GIVE UP! It's that simple! Let me do the rest. You do what you need to do, and don't worry about the healing part. I am guiding you and you are learning to REST in me. All these years you have tried to heal yourself, but now you have to let it all go. Just be with me, walk with me and we will lick this darn thing! (if God really says "lick or darn" I'm not sure...LOL)

So I am at peace. I know that I will make mistakes along the way. My goal isn't to get it perfect, it isn't even to loose weight anymore! I don't care about that part. I just want to be healed so that I can walk impowered in God's call on my life without bondage and strongholds. If I loose weight in the process....whatever....I'm honestly so past that part. It's a heartache that needs healing. I know that on the other side, I will be healthier, more in shape and probably slimer....those are just added bonuses.

Well, gotta carry on.....
Once again....
God help......




Is it hot in here or is it just me?

Time to start climbing.....

I don't want to, my flesh is squeeling like a pig, but I know it's time. Today I start my journey towards being normal. I have to have faith that God is bigger than all my failures, all my attempts and He is bigger than how many years I have been in bondage to this. I have been bulemic since I was 12 years old. That's 14 years of crazy behaviour. God so desperatly wants to heal me from this, but in the last 5 years, I've just been pretending that it's not there, going numb to that part of my life.
I'm not embarrased, you may be for me....but I'm totally broken. And since this blog is a way to glorify my awesome God, I want to, in faith, share this journey so that God may show His healing power through it. I admit that I'm terrified, even tho that God has not given us that spirit. I admit that I lack faith and that I'm afraid of failing again....
Another reason that I share this is that it is a leap of faith with accountability. If I were to keep this all to myself, I am not risking anything. If I failed, no one would know. If I am victorious, no one would know either. I want God to know my determination.
And so it begins.....
God help.....

I'm feeling anxious

What's the weather like over there?

Who knows that I'm a weather freak? Who knows that I am absolutely fascinated with clouds, wind, rain, lightning.... etc. Some of you may even think that I need help.

One reason for my love and passion for the weather is that God is the weatherman. Through the weather, we can all see that He's the dude! He's the man! He holds the weather in his hands. This is one thing about the earth that man cannot control. Every sunset, every breath of wind comes from heaven above. To me, the weather shows God's sovereignty. It shows me that He's in control and He makes the rules. Because His word says that God is perfect and flawless, we can trust that every move He makes is for our good, for our protection and for His glory. With that all said, this is what I need to walk....
Everyone in life is on a different journey. Some are in a valley, some are climbing a mountain, or on the top of the mountain enjoying the view, some are drinking from a crystal stream. Some are caught in a severe thunderstorm. Let me carry on...
Some are hot in a desert. Some are on a beach soaking up the rays of the sun. Some may even be hiding in a cave, trying to shelter themselves from the weather. As I pray and sort out my thoughts and attitudes, I realize that I'm looking at everyone else's journey either thankful I'm not in that storm or wishing I was the one on the beach.

Do I trust God?
Really?
Our God does nothing without purpose. If it's raining, there's a reason. If it's sunny He knows why. If you’re in a desert, He put you there. If you’re on the mountaintop, enjoy the view, it may not last long. Every season is beautiful in it's time.
I know in my heart that He is holding me in the palm of His hand. I know that the other hand is my shade. But sometimes I feel like I'm all by myself getting rained on and it's just not fair. I want to embrace his rain, sun and cloud. For pete's sake even God lived in a cloud! I want to stay the course, stay the path that He has ME walking. God forgive me for not embracing your divine seasons. If it's raining, teach me what I need to learn and most of all teach me the joy that comes with EVERY season. I WILL NOT HIDE IN A CAVE!

You promised us peace. Peace that doesn't make any sense. Peace that endures through any weather. Supernatural peace and joy that comes from embracing the weather around us. All you need is a heart wanting your way and you do the rest! WHEW....that's a load off.... K God, you do it!

I'm feeling determined!

I changed my site ......AGAIN

I've had it on my heart to put a blinkie to each of my blog buddies names. Tonight I asked God to place each blinkie in it's place. So everyone has a customized blinkie under their name! It was really fun to do. Hope you enjoy!
Love you all!

i'm feeling exhausted

I love my hubby!

I got up this morning at 10:00 am *gasp* while my husband got up this morning and unloaded the dishwasher before going to work!

My hubby is so great! I haven't done dishes in like 4 or 5 days! He has loaded and unloaded the dishwasher everyday faithfully without me even saying anything! He has such a servant heart with a desire to walk rightly! I just wanted the world to know today how great he is!


I'm feeling grateful!

Firestarter has posted a ton!

read now!

Anyone wanna ride the zipper?

(just a note about the picture...my mom is forever wiping the grandchildren)

Well, we did it! We went to the Ex and came out alive.....Slimed, but alive! The ora in the air is just crazy. Every year we go, it never ceases to amaze me how thick the air is with filth. You can just smell it, see the fog, and you leave with a film covering your body. Of course with the blood of Jesus, we are free and He is greater than those things that are at the Ex, but you definitly have to pray!

Trying to keep 7 adults and 4 small kids all together was not easy. Ninette and I quickly went over to ride the one ride we ride every year (as long as I'm not pregnant) THE ZIPPER! The best ride ever made! Ninette was quite apprehensive. The last experience she had, she was really really scared, so we prayed when we got in the cage. It was so funny! We both started off with a bang. Screaming super loud yippin and yellin! 1 minute into the ride, our cage started to quiet down. I was trying to hold onto my sun glasses that fell off my head and Ninette's screaming turned into moaning and I stopped altogether talking myself through it. "I have my eyes closed now, I am now concentrating, My eyes are closed (Trying not to throw up) Must be getting too old for these things!


After 45 minutes, I panicked! Where's all our kids, what if the baby is hungry? Well, after we found everyone, my mom had been looking for my dad for like 2 hours, my auntie's legs were killing her (reumatic arthritis) Isaiah hadn't been on barely any rides and I felt like I was missing the whole thing. Joe and Noah were off riding everything, even the big rides! Turned out faith was sleeping (thank goodness)
We spent the last hour in the kiddie section and eating cotton candy. We did have fun, always good to make memories.


I'm feeling exstatic

I'm in a hurry to get things done....

A couple of weeks before school...I bought 100$ worth of drawers for my house, trying to find new homes for alot of my stuff. My new motto is, "don't know where to put it, buy some drawers!" LOL, I've gone drawer crazy! A sanguine can never do things in moderation, no way! I get all excited to think that drawers will solve all my problems, get home and don't feel like dealing with all the junk. I bought so many drawers, that I over calculated how many I needed. The funny thing is, that I see a set of drawers in at least 3 more places! Got half of it done yesterday, (which is in actuality a quarter)

Don't have time to post pics today. I liked how lani said it, "gotta go tackle mount washmore"

I just rememebered that I had a strange dream last night. I think I know what it means.... I was married to Joe and another guy at the same time. We were at church exchanging our vows and I had to say my vows to 2 men!!!!! Both joe and the other guy were soo hurt! It was really intense. I was crying super hard, you know that kind of crying that's ripping your heart out?...yeah, that kind! God is trying to tell me that's how I'm living my christian walk! YIKES! I am double hearted, trying to love 2 things at once. You can only marry one, and God wants it to be HIM! That's heavy heavy! I'll have to digest this during the day....
I'm feeling hopeful

I've been tagged by milli vanilli!

10 years ago:
In drug rehab with a bunch of addicts all sitting in group talking about why we're all messed up, working the 12 steps, becoming a brand new person....straight this time.

1 year ago:
Scrambling around, going through the "nesting stage" for the whole nine months, getting ready for our new baby and getting ready for our first school year. Getting used to my sister leaning on someone else other than me...


Yesterday:
It was Jonah's welcome home party!



We had sooo much krazy fun! My dad, mom, sister, chris, Chelsea, my mom's friend Linda, and all the kids played duck duck goose, musical chairs:


We played pin the tail on the donkey....well, we played fair for the kids, but for everyone else, we were nasty! While blindfolded, we would move the board, run around the person yelling, blowing in their ears, lay mega blocks on the floor so that they would trip....chris had a hard time, we were the hardest on him. (poor guy...NOT)




tomorrow:
I'm going to go to Caleb's camp to pick him up. He's been at camp easter seals! They go horse back riding, swimming, nature walks, crafts.....this is his second year.


5 snacks I enjoy:
Anything deep fried
popcorn
greek salad with lots of feta
cereal (rice krispies)
crackers and cheese

Best impression:
All my favorite movies, any line, any character.

5 things I would do with a million dollars:
#1....PRAY ABOUT HOW TO SPEND THE MONEY...THEN GOD WILLING:
Help my hope family with their needs
Send my parents on a vacation
Buy a wheelchair van
Buy a big pool with a diving board, and slide (along with a floating tanning chair)
Take my family on a trip, to see the ocean, the mountains, cool zoos, marine zoos, amusement parks, (I would have to go on the craziest rollercoaster there is!)




5 locations I would like to run away to;









5 bad habits I have:
Biting my nails off, sometimes I take the surrounding skin with it
over eating
talking too long on the phone
spending money impulsivly
sleeping in

5 things I love doing:
cooking my epedermis (that would be suntanning to you)
swimming
going on my crosstrainer
playing and spending time with my kids
being ALONE with my husband (doesn't happen very often these days)



5 things I would never wear:
anything revealing like, bikinies, short things, tube tops....
fish net stockings
wig
thong
gloves when it's not cold

5 movies I like:
Princess bride,
13 going on 30 (gotta learn that thriller dance!)
titanic
all star wars
matrix
patriot
planes trains and automobiles
uncle buck
great outdoors
father of the bride
ace ventura
ren and stimpy
the family man
twister
prince of egypt
the miracle maker

oops, is that more than 5?

5 famous people I would like to meet:
JESUS of course!
keith green
amy grant
darlene zschech
mel gibson

5 biggest joys at the moment:
Staying at home with my kids!!!!
wrestling with my hubby, going for walks with him and just talking.
Gardening
talking on the phone
blogging

5 favorite toys:
my new gardening set that chris bought me!
our new honda lawn mower
our new camera
nail clippers!
the blog world

5 people to tag
None left! you snooze you loose.




I'm feeling overwhelmed...

A song written just for me

My sister bless her heart! Just yesterday, she informed me that she wrote a song about me. All this time, I have been worshipping to her CD at home and never realized this one song was about a specific time in my life. After she told me when and why she wrote it, I put it on this morning and just bawled my eyes out.
Last year around this time, I said to Joe, "we CANNOT have anymore children! I am not ready, I can barely keep my head above water with 3. Besides, we'd have to move, we gave all our baby stuff away...."
Guess what, WE'RE PREGNANT! The first person I thought of telling was my sister. It was midnight, but I didn't care. Nin and Chris were newly weds for only a week or so and here I am ringing their buzzer at midnight (good first impression for Chris....."is your crazy sister going to be doing this on a regular basis?") Ninette comes to the door and says, "your pregnant...?"
I started to cry. So here we are sitting at her kitchen table in the middle of the night imagining what a family of 6 will look like....we started laughing already! She is SOOO awesome!


We talked about how will will now resemble the vanloon's...that in it's self gave us a few laughs. How we'd need a full size van, how no one would invite us for dinner, and what on earth would our parent and tot swim days look like???
What would happen to my homeschool? How was I going to do this?

Hence Joe and I named her FAITH HOPE
Faith for obvious reasons
Hope because we knew that God had more faith in us then we did. He filled us with a hope that we aren't going to live in poverty (I don't just mean financial either) for the rest of our lives. If God forsaw 4 children, then obviously He knew that we were stonger people than we thought. So the song that my sister wrote was written when we found out we were pregnant and about the road we were about to walk.
Thanks nin, you're the bestest sister in the whole world! You're songs speak to me contiually and I know I'm not the only one!


Well I am headed for the unknown
Sometimes it feels like im walking this road alone
this is the most bitter-sweet road I've known

This road I'm headin for I know will come with trials
To fully understand why I know will take a while
Still I will trust you for many unknown miles
And I'll do it all with my own unique bent and style

For You lead out the prisoners into prosperity
I've been imprisoned by my own opinion of me

Well, I've been called to go against the raging flow
This means I need to let go of everything I think I know
Cause I know I'll never walk this road on my own
You will never forsake or leave me alone

and I will fix my eyes on you
and you will give me strenght for what I need to do

for You lead out the prisoners into prosperity
I've been imprisoned by my own opinion of me

Written by Ninette Moore

enough blinkies for you?

I have went blinkin crazy! These blinkie things are never ending and are so fun. But before I visually assult your eye balls, I should quit!

Have a great day!

legalistic? Yes, I am!

"THREE FIFTY ONE THREE FIFTY ONE.....I'M OPEN, I'M OPEN!!!!"
"let's see that in instant replay...."
"take care now, bye bye then"
"loooser"
"like a glove"
"cozy....if you're hannibal leckter"


I got my educational plan, resource list, philosophy, and method of assessment done! that feels good to get that done! I also mailed our application to the HSLDA.
I still have lots to get done. Organize all the books, all our material, toys, clothes. Clean and reorganize all closets, shelves and rooms. Well, off to bed...(yawn...)

Wife Swap anyone??

I really can't believe what I read on Spunky's blog! She got a call from wifeswap to be on the show! She and her family got offered 10,000$!!!!!! Of course she said no....there are 43 comments, one of which is from the ABC producer of the show himself actually stating that they are going to up the pay to 20,000$!! I had a super big laugh about that. You should check it out just for fun here...Spunky's blog

running errands with a bunch of children.....(sigh)

It starts as a beautiful day. You are about to journey into your vehicle for the whole day with all your kids...Everyone is happy and you are excited to get all your things accomplished. You are determined to make every obstacle a victory. When you detour for the 8th time around construction, you talk about the graters and the sweepers, and the diggers. "LOOK KIDS! look at that big digger.....(in our way)" It takes you 20 minutes to go over the university bridge: "Look kids, how high the water is!....(as they are fighting eachother to look out the window). Finally at the hospital, we are there to pick up Caleb's special milk. We've made it! 15 minutes to find a parking spot, 15 minutes in line to pay, 15 minutes to wait for the milk, .....but do not depair, we will get out of this #$^%& hospital in the next century! "Kids, stay close, kids, don't run in the hallways, kids, we are NOT going to eat supper here!....." Picture in your head for me: a stroller with a baby, two energetic kids (one of those being Noah) a big cart to carry caleb's 5 cases of milk on. How, do you ask, do I get to the van? Well, I was very smart this time! I asked for help!!! I know, I'm a genius! (wish I would have thought of that before!) The kids used to ride in the bottom of the cart where the milk was, the car seat rocking back and forth on the top of the cart and every person I passed had a very strange look. I'm not sure why. (If only they knew I was missing a kid yet!)
Back to the car, on for another adventure. After Walmart, paying rent, getting caleb's milk, stopping at parkridge, we get home and I unload the van. Baby is crying, Caleb just gets home from his day program and needs to be lifted into the house, kids want cereal, I need to pee and by this point a butterfly lands on my arm and I'm ready to cry! (for those who know me and bugs) I do a funky chicken dance in my back yard trying to get the thing off my arm and realize the lift isn't working (baby still crying) ....................


Needless to say, I knew that if I didn't get them into their rooms, for some "quiet time" someone was going to get a full blown mom attack very soon.
AAAAhhhhhh.......I am now blogging to some peace and quiet, kids are quiet, baby is sleeping, and I am very content. Time for my refresh before they envade my life once again.

P.S. (I really do love being a mom....honest!LOL)

Carol's wedding today!

Super excited for Carol today! And for the Wiens' and Vanloon's as well. (They are all in the wedding party) I remember when my sister got married and my whole family was in the wedding party! What a rush!

God is faithful, He is good, His ways are perfect. Carol's life is a testimony to that. There is a happy ending, yes, but even if she wasn't getting married, God would still be those things. It is a time to rejoice with Carol, but no matter where you are today, no matter what your circumstances are....God is still good and His ways are perfect. Rest in the fact that you are taken care of and God purposes will be fulfilled in your life.

Praise you Jesus for all that you are!!!