Making Beautiful Day Ten {Ready}

Our house has been on the market for 43 days now. There’s a multiplicity of reasons why we are selling but the main reason is we need more walls. We have three kids ages 5, almost 3 and 1. We’ve tried a multiplicity of ways arranging the kids to make our simple but beautiful 3 bedroom home work but the personalities of our kiddos has made it a bit of a challenge.

It’s  a really interesting time to be selling a house. In our area of the globe, multiple large companies are moving their corporate offices this way making the demand for a home pretty significant. And yet, our home hasn’t been snatched up. That’s hard for anyone…add three little kids who have two-thirds of their toys in boxes in the garage, a little boy who currently sleeps on the pull out couch, and the need to keep the house pristine all. the. time. and it’s hard.

Making the decision to sell our home is one we thought and prayed a great deal about. We sought wisdom and the prayers of others and truly believe it was the right move to make. Unfortunately our timeline doesn’t appear to be a very quick timeline. We are so READY to get to a more stable place. Being totally honest here….given the current layout of our house means when the kids go to bed we are pretty much banished to our bedroom for risk of waking kids. On top of this challenge, every time there’s a house showing (we’ve had approximately 35 in 43 days) we have to leave the house. Sometimes it’s just an hour. Other times it’s the whole day! Since the weekend is the popular time to go look at homes, we haven’t had a weekend uninterrupted at home in 6 weeks. The kids are worn out. Marshall and I are worn out. The stress of keeping the house clean and being out of the house for long stretches at a time is draining.

We are ready to move on. We trust God. We thank God for a smart realtor. We hope for good news….soon.

Making Beautiful Day Nine {Trust}

My son Dominic is a pretty phenomenal kid. I see a lot of me in him. I see a lot of his daddy in him. Some of that is good and some of that is not so good.

More than anything I hope that as Dom grows and matures that regardless of who he favors physically, what talents and abilities he has, and the type of personality that continues to emerge that he will love Jesus with everything that is within him.

Fortunately and unfortunately that is not up to me. I can be a good example. I can talk about God and read the Bible to him and in front of him. I can quote scriptures like “be kind and loving to each other and forgive as Jesus forgave you” until I am a proverbial shade of indigo but I can’t make Dom love Jesus. I can’t make him surrender his life to Christ. I can’t persuade any of my children to follow Christ.

I have to rely on the Holy Spirit to draw my children to Himself. I have to pray and depend on God to move their hearts. And I have to trust that as my husband and I raise our children that they witness first hand the goodness of God.

I have experienced His goodness. It’s why I’m convinced without reservation that no one can come to the father except through Christ. It’s why I know that I know that I know that every knee will bow, every tongue will confess that Jesus Christ is Lord.

We are teaching our children to pray. This has been such an incredibly neat experience for me. We started by praying for our children. After that we moved to encouraging our eldest to “repeat after me”. For a season Dom did not want to pray and so we regressed back to praying for him. And then we moved on to singing our prayers. And then suddenly, Dom is praying from the heart these beautiful prayers that he ‘thought up’ himself. And I find him tucked away praying silently for this or that. He’s asking to read specific Bible stories because they hold a special meaning to him. In small ways, he’s beginning to experience the goodness of God by communicating with his creator.

I’m amazed as I watch something begin to happen inside of him. Will he follow Christ? Oh how I pray he continues to own his faith and surrender his life completely to the calling God has on his life but I can’t control that.

As my mom prayed for me and my brother, I now pray for my precious children. I work hard to be that witness that compels them to Christ…but I must trust that the Holy Spirit will do his job. And of course He will… in a more amazing way than I could ever imagine.

 

Making Beautiful Day 8 {Purple}

I love my baby boy. When he smiles, his entire face smiles. I feel like even his eyes smile. His laugh is so joyful. And his toothy grin melts me.

His cry, however, is gut wrenching like fingernails on the chalkboard.

One day, when he was feeling the upset/angry emotion, he started crying. Has your child ever started crying and then got silent before crying even louder? Just like the gap between lightning and thunder the longer the gap the bigger and crazier the tears that follow will be when they start crying again. Well, my Devin had a really long gap…and as I now know…during that gap he was holding his breath….to the point that he almost passed out.

It was a scary moment. The time my child almost turned purple all because he was upset.

Reminds me of the oxygen mask speech we hear every time we fly. “In the event of an emergency, please secure your oxygen mask before taking care of your child or dependent.”

My sweet baby boy, who feels so extravagantly, was so focused on his anger that he forgot to breathe. Whoa!

But how often do we do the same thing? We get caught up in whatever seems more important that we fail to care for ourselves. To breathe in and out. To put that oxygen mask on before worrying about our to-do list.

Mommies, especially, are guilty of this “caring for others and if there happens to be any leftovers, steal a few moments for ourselves” way of living. Unfortunately we forget that we can’t give what we don’t have.

I’m learning to take care of me. It shouldn’t come as a surprise that when I do take care of me, I can do a much better job of taking care of my family and showing love to those that mean the world to me.

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Photo Credit: Captured Photography by Emily