Finding true beauty..at home..

Being a woman of noble character, I am somehow longing to be.

 Desiring to look just like her. 

Her, whom beauty and grace adorn like a crown about her head.

 Not surely knowing where she has been or what her Lord has brought her out of. 

Not truly knowing what a great captive she had been. 

Oh, but now the grace of her Lord has bound her immensely. 

Saturated in His love and mercy, she steps into each day with a sure knowing that He is with her. 

In everything...

 through everything....

 there is a grace that flows so richly from the throne room of her God.

Just for her.

" In her chamber, the royal daughter is all glorious, her clothing embroidered with gold." 

Psalm 45:13

Finding beauty in motherhood....

Sitting in my rocker, looking around at the many toys, shoes, and books that can't seem to make it's way back to where it belongs; I realize how sincerely  blessed I am. 

Yes, my littles can make just about any room look like a tornado has spun through it ........

..........and I'm grateful.

 My house could be nice and well-organized

(which I could stand to work on just a little bit more :)),

clean...without a toy in sight or books like "Guess how much I love you", just lying around.

My quiver is full and hopefully still growing. 

No, mothering four children is not easy and can be down right crazy in just about any grocery store, 

but the joy that comes with mothering super cedes every obstacle. The love of the Father poured out through my home is mind boggling. I wouldn't change a thing. Raising and nurturing them in the word is a gift from the Lord to this sometimes weary mama. Knowing that this is but my first round of discipleship. The rewards will exceed my lifetime. The hope is never ending. Oh, the privilege I have in watching these beautiful beings grow into the image of our Savior; and becoming the young men and women God purposed them to be.

"You have made known to me the path of life; you will fill me with joy in your presence, with eternal pleasures at your right hand." Psalm 16:11

A time when there is no more....

As I sat in my rocker, I thought ....there is coming a time very soon when I will not be washing diapers twice a week.

 And I'm sad.....

Should I be sad? Why do I not want to move into a different season? 

A season when my littles aren't so little anymore. I want to move past some things and freeze time on the others. Having smooth, well-oiled days all of sudden doesn't sound so appealing to me. Taking the good with the bad, I guess. I want my two year old out of the terrible twos yet I want to keep him two! A stage that is so precious. That I'm actually enjoying for the  first time with my fourth child.

Crazy, I know :)

I never paid attention before. I tended to focus more on the negative then. Something that comes from God's freedom is a positive attitude. I'm not so angry anymore...I'm not rushing to happiness anymore.
I actually took time this year and enjoyed the season change from winter to spring.

Amazing!!

God holds all in His tender hands. The love and comfort that I long for and the eye openers that I need.

Praise the Lord, for His goodness endures forever. 

To the ends of the earth, it flows.

So richly among us all. Precious moments of endearment with a glimpse of His face. His constant drawing releasing His children that had been captive to the enemy's sling.

Freedom! 
We call out and He turns an ear. Setting in motion our deliverance. 

Praise the Lord, for His mercy endures forever.

And flows to the ends of the earth. Rescuing His dear ones from the yokes we so easily become entangled in. 
Deliverance! 
We cry out and He turns a ready ear. Releasing the Savior to break the chains and draw His daughters near.

To my face I fall, knowing that now I'm counted as one so dear. 

The blood that broke the yokes also drips to bring me peace. Restoring and rebuilding this temple now saved by grace. 

Praise my God, for His love endures forever to the ends of the earth, it flows. 

Thank you, Lord that I'm counted as one so dear.

In His grace,

Along the way

"He sent forth His word and healed them..." Psalm 107:20

In our brokenness....

It has been a while since i have been here.....though i have not ceased to write. I love it.....It is just something about meeting Him there in quiet, just you and Him with your paper and pen.
So here is a sneak peek into my journal and where I have been these past weeks...............

~ Lord, as today comes to a slow end; I realize that you really are good. And I wouldn't know your goodness was so drastically good if, at times, I didn't hurt. I wouldn't need to know. But through your grace the pain and hurt of this life is worth it to know your goodness. TO know your sweet love for your daughters. When everything seems to be so hard and the life you long for seems so far out of reach; you oh Lord, are right there with me. Thank you that you don't leave me comfortless because THE COMFORTER is with me. Though the tears seem to readily come, stinging my eyes for hours on out; I know that they were not wasted but counted by  you, Father. For you know the very depths of my heart and you know where you are taking me. You know exactly where this brokenness is taking me.I pray you pick up the shattered pieces and put them together according to your perfect will.~

In His grace,

Along the way

So many times my brokenness is wasted because i don't seek the comfort of the Lord or His way. I simply erect an even bigger wall. Further causing my heart to not be fertile ground for His word to penetrate and SET ME FREE. There are just somethings that hurt which are direct results of declarations that i made inwardly and God desires to liberate me from.....When the walls are so thick i can't see HIM and I miss His hand in it.

"It is for freedom, Christ has set us free. Stand firm,then, and do not let yourselves be burdened again by a yoke of slavery." ~Galatians 5:1

Something I am memorizing.......

 God is goodness. He can be nothing less! And I am thankful for that!

I have enjoyed this song along the way.......

Praise God along this journey called life for He is worthy of our praise:)

"Lord you are my portion and my cup of blessings; You hold my future." Psalm 16:5

Hurt...

One thing that rings clearer than an actual bell to me is hurt. I know it all to well.
What it sounds like...,what it feels like......,what it looks like......
As i sit here and fight the temptation to pull out my rock and mortar, I think how easy it would be to just erect another wall. Protection becomes a constant in my countenance. Always looking around the corner for hurt to rear it's ugly demeanor. It always looks worse coming from someone you trust with your heart yet they never fail to bruise your emotions and somewhat, though unintentionally, trample your heart.
With all these emotions flooding in, I must choose God's way. How merciful He is towards us and forgiving.
How I , too, desire to partake of such riches; which is Love that surpasses all understanding. And though building a wall around me would be my typical knee jerk reaction, I want God more! I need God more!

And to know that He cares for me more than that hurt ever will or that His love can cover me more than any wall can; no matter its height.

"But when the goodness of God and His love for mankind appeared, He saved us- not by works of righteousness that we had done, but according to His mercy through the washing of regeneration and renewal by the Holy Spirit." ~Titus 3:4-5~

A Journey worth taking....

"When Paul got to the steps, he had to be carried by the soldiers because of the mob's violence,"

Acts 21:35

After reading the events in Acts 21 and 22 with a slightly different set of eyes; the emotion overtook me. The journey to the top of those stairs must have been hard  but to Paul, it was everything. He had to move. He was compelled to it. Completely over taken with such a Christ-like passion; He girded himself and spoke to the very ones wishing his death came sooner than later. I don't know how many steps he had been carried down before he began the track back up; but i figure with every step his heart beat with the enormous  compassion of God for the lost ones that yelled out to him. You see, he had committed his life to the 

ONLY ONE who saves and sanctifies.

How do I get there? I ask myself. 

I've had such encounters of overflow with God; yet there are still moments when I choose feelings over His precious love. How I want to take such a journey attesting to your amazing love! Not so much in the same way but with the same heart. Continue, Lord  to draw me to the well of life. You are blessing me along the way. Freedom in Christ is a gift worth desiring.....

and falling to my knees............

is a journey worth taking.

"Therefore, since we have been declared righteous by faith, we have peace with God through our Lord Jesus Christ." ~Romans 5:1~

Desiring Him...

Blessed is she who chooses the way of the Lord.

Who desires to walk uprightly before the Lord.

I AM will surely deliver her. 

Let Him bring her up who calls on the name of the most High.

Let Him set her on His firm foundation.

Speaking only what He has given her.

Blessed is the woman who hides His truth in her heart, for 

He cannot be squelched!

He will bear her up above all. 

He will pave the righteous way.

He will be your freedom, your strong arm.

Fearing nothing, press pass human nature until you arrive

at heaven's door.

Kneel down, breaking the jar of all that's within, at HIS foot.

Pour it out my daughters. For what He gives is of greater value.

Trust in Him who desires your heart. 

For He is freedom.

"It is the Spirit who gives life; the flesh profits nothing. The words that I speak to you are Spirit, and they are life." ~John 6:63~