Weekend Thoughts

This week we took the kids to see a performance at the Sight and Sound theatre in Lancaster, Pa.  If you ever get the opportunity to go (they also have a location in Branson, Mo) I highly recommend you go.  (thankfully we were able to use a home school discount and take our family for less than the cost of one regularly priced ticket).   We saw their production of In the Beginning, which was a rendition of the Creation story.

It made me think of the story of Creation in a whole new light.  As they portrayed God walking with Adam and Eve in the garden, they did an excellent job of portraying the love between our Father and His children.   I felt like it gave a beautiful picture of what heaven will be like, as we will truly dwell with the Father in a way we can’t even imagine b/c our sin keeps us from that while on earth.  It made me so excited about heaven.  Also as I pondered the garden God created, and all its beauty, I realized how magnificent the new heaven and new earth will be.  Right now I love to spend time in God’s creation.  I enjoy gazing at beautiful sunsets, star studded skies, mountain views, ocean views…but the most beautiful thing on earth, is still existing in a fallen world.  Can you imagine God’s handiwork in the new heaven and new earth free from sin?  That will be truly breathtaking.  

Another thing that struck me was the consequence of sin. When Adam and Even disobeyed and were removed from the garden , they no longer dwelled with God.  The Bible talks about them walking together with God in the garden (before the fall).  They experienced an intimacy with God unlike we can imagine b/c right now our sin prevents this.  When they left the garden, they could no longer see or feel His presence with that same intimacy.  The actors did a great job of portraying the pain this caused both God and them.  Yet,  the story didn’t end here.  You see how God still cared for and provided for Adam and Eve, even though they no longer dwelled with him.   More than that, God later provided His son to take the consequences of the sin which prevents us from dwelling with God.  Because Christ took took that consequence on our behalf, we will one day dwell with the Father, much like Adam and Even did in the garden. 

I left so excited and humbled.   So often our focus is here on the temporal.  And because this world is all we know, we tend to think it’s pretty great.  Even in its sinful state.   We don’t know what heaven will be like.  We know God says it will be wonderful.  But it is hard to wrap our human minds around something we haven’t seen or experienced.  So often, I think we doubt it.  If we’re honest,  I think many Christians wonder “how great will heaven really be?”  “Are we just gonna sit on clouds and sing praise songs for the rest of our life?”  Typically, we’ll say, “I know I won’t be disappointed, but I have a hard time getting excited about heaven.”   But my friends, I truly believe heaven is going to knock our socks off.  For so many reasons.  We have no idea what it is like to truly dwell with our Creator.  We can’t even fathom that intimacy.   I can only imagine that, that alone will leave us in awe.  But, yet there’s more.  God created us for His glory.  That is our purpose.  And while it is true that we glorify God when we sing His praises.  That is not the only way we bring Him glory.  We glorify Him when we use the gifts He’s given us, for His glory.  I imagine in heaven, we’ll be glorifying Him by working and serving  together (perfectly)  in His new heaven and new earth.  And that is going to be incredible.  Not to mention the beauty we will experience in the no longer fallen earth.  It’s mind boggling to be sure, but magnificent as well.  And I am confident that we will NOT be disappointed!

I am thankful or family had the opportunity to see this production.  I am also thankful for the thoughts it provoked and the discussions Scott and I had on our way home.   I think its valuable to spend time pondering these things.  Too often, we don’t. 

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I am afraid I don’t have much for you this weekend in terms of deep thoughts.  But I did stumble across this passage of Scripture.  Doesn’t it make a wonderful prayer for us to offer up to our Lord?  I am particularly challenged by verse 36.  Oh, that I would turn my heart towards God’s statues rather than my own selfish gains.  Teach me Oh God. 

Psalm 119:33-36

33 Teach me, O LORD, to follow your decrees;
       then I will keep them to the end.

34 Give me understanding, and I will keep your law
       and obey it with all my heart.

35 Direct me in the path of your commands,
       for there I find delight.

36 Turn my heart toward your statutes
       and not toward selfish gain.

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In my last weekend thought post, I mentioned my desire to teach my children to live their life in full and not let fear keep them from enjoying life’s pleasures.  Ironically enough a week later I found myself having to choose between sitting on the sidelines or facing my fear.

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15 years ago I got on a Gerris wheel with my friends.  It seemed harmless enough at the time.  But the combination of the height and the swaying car sent me into a full fledge panic.  I don’t recall much, other than screaming at the top of my lungs, pleading with the attendant as I passed him, begging him to make it stop and let me off. 

No such luck for me (or for my incredibly embarrassed friend who was stuck sitting next to me during my loud panic attack). 

Ever since, I have avoided Ferris Wheels with great success.

Until the county fair this year.  As the day for the fair approached my son starting talking about how much he was looking forward to the Ferris wheel.  (enter feeling of dread and despair in my stomach).   My initial response was, “No, we won’t be going on that b/c Dad won’t be with us.”

But then we got there.  And he never begged or whined.  But I saw him look up.  And the words of my post the week prior, ran through my mind.  

“I don’t want to miss out on the smiles and fun God has planned for us b/c of fear or stress of what we’ll loose.   I want us to fully enjoy the moments we’re in.”

And I knew that I had to do it.  In fact more than that, I wanted to do it.  My friend offered to take my kids with hers.  But, I wanted to push that fear down and enjoy the ride with my kids.  I didn’t want to let my fear keep me on the sideline while she got to enjoy the look of delight on their faces. 

DSC08040So, I did it.  (with lots of pep talks to the kids about how we weren’t going to move AT ALL, AT ALL… we would sit very still the whole time… did you hear me STILL the WHOLE TIME!)  

At first I gripped the pole in the center and just started straight ahead silently willing my 2 year old not to move on my lap and praying the older two would sit still across from me. 

But, then I realized I was enjoying myself.  I didn’t feel sick or panicked.   And so I pulled out my camera. 

I am so glad I didn’t let my fear sideline me.  Not only did I get to enjoy the view from atop

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but, more importantly, I got to enjoy the view with my kids as I got to enjoy watching them enjoy the view from atop. 

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And that was, for me, the best part. 

Motherhood is a lot like that Ferris Wheel ride.  It pushes you do things you never thought possible, but in doing so, you get to experience the ride of your life.

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I’m sorry.  Really I am.  I had every intention of posting a thought this weekend and here it is Sunday night and I haven’t posted since Thursday!! 

Last week was my first week back into the real world.  For the past 5 years I for the most part lived without an alarm.  I’d wake when the kids woke, and our day would begin, sloooooowly after that.  Now that we’re in Kindergarten I’m up at 6 and getting the circus crew fed, dressed and ready to start the day by 8 am.  We did it.  But, man was I exhausted by Friday. 

Top that with a fun filled field trip to the county fair on Friday morning (after completing our schoolwork) and an afternoon spent cleaning and cooking for a weekend filled with company, and well, you get one tired Momma. 

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Friday night we had the pleasure of entertaining cousin Joel who was in town visiting during his R&R from Afghanistan.  We did our best to give him a hero’s welcome.  The kids had a blast clamoring for his attention.  And Scott and I appreciated the chance to talk and catch up with him…he even stuck around to help hang up my entryway shelf downstairs.  My entry way makeover is finally complete and I LOVE IT!  (I must add that I enjoyed watching my hubby, his cousin, and his Grandpa work together on a project for me).  What great guys!!  

Joel pulled out of our driveway and less than 2 minutes later my parents pulled in.  Saturday morning we woke early and Scott headed off for a weekend sailing race at the same time I headed out for a 5K to support the local pregnancy center.  (thanks to grandma and grandpa for babysitting) I got home in time to shower and get ready for my son’s soccer game.  (where he scored a goal… 2 weeks in a row now… yeah, I am one proud momma)

And really, the pace never slowed down all weekend… with a birthday party, church, football games… fantasy teams to catch up on, tailgate food to prepare….somehow it’s now Sunday night and I’ve gotta gear up for another week!!  Thought it was action pack, I truly enjoyed the weekend…not so thrilled with my boys in black and gold, but was glad my family got to watch the game with my parents.  Big thanks to mom and dad for sticking around till 7 and making a LATE night drive home just so you could watch with us!

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My child has been permanently scarred by a helium balloon.

I’m sure you think that I am kidding or exaggerating, but I promise you I am not.   Remember this?  Well two months after that traumatic experience, Scott took the kids to buy a balloon for my birthday, and needless to say my son (being the oldest child, and the overly cautious one that he is), was very nervous about the balloon flying away.  Scott assured him multiple times, that the balloon was not going anywhere.  He promised that he would not let go of the string and he himself would bring it into the house.  As they step out of the van, my son started freaking out about the balloon.  Scott couldn’t figure out what was wrong since he was still holding onto the string.   While that was true, the part of the string holding onto the balloon came undone and the balloon floated off into space. 

Ever since he’s wanted nothing to do with helium.   You should have seen me this spring as I bought a balloon for Scott’s birthday.  I had to check and recheck the string multiple times.  Still, he begged me not to get one.  And after his youngest sister lost her balloon at Trader Joe’s last month, he’s convinced the girls that they don’t want balloons when they go to the store.   Last week as we approached TJ’s he said to the girls, “Remember, we don’t want balloons when we go to the store, b/c we don’t want to loose them.”

He is so afraid of losing the balloon, he doesn’t even want it in the first place.

Balloons are fun.  They’re treats.  They are meant to brighten your day, add pizzazz to a party and a light hearted moment to a tiring shopping trip. 

But for my son they bring more stress than joy.   

And I wonder, how often we let fear keep us from enjoying life’s gifts.   Are we so afraid of losing what we have that we fail to enjoy it while we have it? 

I don’t want my life or my children’s lives to be like that.  I don’t want to miss out on the smiles and fun God has planned for us b/c of fear or stress of what we’ll loose.   I want us to fully enjoy the moments we’re in.

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Last week I survived the Annapolis 10 Mile Run.  I’d like to say that I raced it or ran it, but in actuality I just survived it.

While one might wonder why I am not more excited and proud of such an accomplishment, it is because the year prior, I ran it well.  I trained for it all summer and come race day I did my best.  Now my best is only about 15 min faster than my survival pace, but the feeling I had when crossing the finish line was worlds different. (It’s quite telling to read both accounts of the run).

This year, I let busyness, laziness, and a lack of determination get in the way of my training.  So, come race day, I was really banking on the training from last summer.  And a summer’s worth of running can only carry a girl so far. 

It got me thinking about the other race I’m running.  Ya now the race of life. 

Hebrews 12: 1-2 states,

“Therefore, since we are surrounded by such a great cloud of witnesses, let us throw off everything that hinders and the sin that so easily entangles, and let us run with perseverance the race marked out for us. 2Let us fix our eyes on Jesus, the author and perfecter of our faith, who for the joy set before him endured the cross, scorning its shame, and sat down at the right hand of the throne of God. 3Consider him who endured such opposition from sinful men, so that you will not grow weary and lose heart.”

As we go through this life, I want to run the race God has marked for me with perseverance.  I don’t want to merely survive.  I don’t want to reach my finished line and say, “Well God, I made it.”  Instead I want to finish strong and have my heavenly father say to me, “Well done my good and faithful servant.” 

In order for this to happen, I need to be disciplined, and intentional.   I need to tap into the strength God provides through his Word and his Holy Spirit.  I also need to continue in doing his work.  I can’t become complacent and let others to the work of his kingdom.  I need to actively serve my King, all the days of my life.  Keep in mind, I am not doing these things so that I can earn my way to heaven.  I know right now where I am going when I die and it has nothing to do with anything I’ve done.   I will spend eternity in heaven b/c Jesus endured the cross on my behalf.  Nothing I do or don’t do can change that.  But, like I said, I don’t want to just live my life and then die.  I want to run the race.  I want to serve the Lord actively with my life. 

As I mentioned yesterday, I’m trying to play more with my kids.  I want to actively engage them and savor up these moments I have with them while they are young.  This fall, the kids and I will be attending BSF on Thursdays.  I am looking forward to the accountability that Bible Study provides for me to get in the word daily.  And now that we’re home schooling, we’re in a new phase of life here at the circus.  One where mom can’t wait till the kids wake up for the day to get started.  I gotta set my alarm and get up first to ensure we start the day on the right foot.  One thing I hope to incorporate with that is some time spent alone in His word in the quiet of the morning.  I’d also like to squeeze a run in there as well. 

I am not a morning person though, so I now this shift change is going to be difficult for me.  I’m great at coming up with new ideals for how I’m going to change, but not so good on the follow through.  I’m so thankful that as I run this race, I have someone running along side me the entire way.  God doesn’t leave us here alone.  He’s with us, encouraging us, pushing us forward, and even picking us up when we fall on our face. 

I learned a valuable lesson last week.  One I hope to take with me as I run this much more important race. 

1 Corinthians 9:24

Do you not know that in a race all the runners run, but only one gets the prize? Run in such a way as to get the prize.

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