I have always talked about how much I love my kids. They are the best thing God ever gave me. I am grateful I was able to give life to them from my body. I'm so thankful that even though I was very sick with Ryan, I survived and was able to carry another. The second time without any health issues.
And health is something we've been very blessed to have. Other than the occasional cold and stomach bug, we're quite healthy. Granted Ryan was sick as a child until we realized he had food allergies, and that was easily remedied. After a few months of medications and changing diets, he was a different child. But luckily, so far, we haven't had major sickness or broken bones.
I write all this because,
Tonight Lane Goodwin passed away. I didn't know him, and will never know his family. But my heart breaks for them. He was a 12 year old boy with cancer. Yes, I know there are many children with cancer. This family just chose to live out his life, and death, on social media. Many of us looked for daily updates and hope for the best, realizing the end could actually be any day.
So tonight, I am holding my kids even tighter, telling them I love them even more, and being so very grateful for my childrens' health. I thank God every day that I can love them and hug them. I don't take a day for granted, because God only knows how long they will be on this earth with me. He granted them to me on loan, until the day he calls him home to be with him. I can only hope and pray it will be long after I am gone.
Thank you God for my many blessings, especially my children.
Renee
Wednesday, October 17, 2012
Tuesday, September 18, 2012
Another year......
Last Friday, the 14th of September, I turned the big 4-0. Yes, 40 years of age I am. I don't feel it, nor do I act it. I woke up feeling like any other day. Yes, some days my knees let me know I'm not 20 anymore, but health wise, I am. I can't even remember the last time I was sick. Staying busy and active has its advantages.
Just ask my grandmother. Two days before my birthday, she turned 85!!! She has friends and is active. She walks all the time. Although her hearing isn't what it was when she was 50, she gets around wonderfully. I am so fortunate she is healthy and able to live on her own in a big house. She has a lawn boy, but otherwise the house is all hers. Granted, she only uses the first floor unless we come to visit, and it's just her, but still....
I am so very grateful the boys and I had a safe trip to Memphis. We were able to spend time going to the zoo and celebrating birthdays. I ate way too much, but that's okay. As far as I am concerned, being from the deep south, that's what it's all about.
I'm hoping to celebrate many more birthdays, just like my granny.
Blessings,
Renee
Just ask my grandmother. Two days before my birthday, she turned 85!!! She has friends and is active. She walks all the time. Although her hearing isn't what it was when she was 50, she gets around wonderfully. I am so fortunate she is healthy and able to live on her own in a big house. She has a lawn boy, but otherwise the house is all hers. Granted, she only uses the first floor unless we come to visit, and it's just her, but still....
I am so very grateful the boys and I had a safe trip to Memphis. We were able to spend time going to the zoo and celebrating birthdays. I ate way too much, but that's okay. As far as I am concerned, being from the deep south, that's what it's all about.
I'm hoping to celebrate many more birthdays, just like my granny.
Blessings,
Renee
Sunday, August 12, 2012
Family
My family.
There is so much I could say about them.
We're funny, crazy, caring, honoring, forgiving, supporting, and loving.
This weekend I had the chance to see one of my younger cousins get married. It made me feel so much older thinking, "wow are you really old enough to be getting married?" But he is and he did. Hannah (which also happens to be his sister's name) is a very fortunate young woman. I hope and pray she never forgets the reason for marriage. Some days it's hard, especially at a young age.
But on with the story. Even though I live only 2 hours away, my other family is about 10 hours away. They all decided for us to stay in a cabin at The Beech Fork State Resort. Although I was a little skeptical at first, it turned out to be really nice. I was able to spend a few nights enjoying the love and laughter of crazy card games and shopping with my mom before the wedding. It was such a welcomed time just to be.....to be me without being mommy. Don't get me wrong, I love my children. But sometimes a woman needs to be without a child tugging on her or saying, "mommy, guess what?" We attended 2 receptions. They held a light one for the church goers....and the poor ladies doing it were a little overwhelmed at the amount of people. And then there was a dinner and dancing reception at the local country club. It was nice to sit and talk to my granny and Great Uncle Gerald (my grampa's brother) whom I hardly ever get to see. She will be 85 next month, and is as beautiful as ever. I know she won't live forever, but on days like yesterday it seemed as though she will. I was able to have my mom by my side, visiting and hugging. Some days I miss so badly the chance to see my mom on a daily or even weekly basis. For those of you reading that have your mom living close, be grateful. Be very grateful you can just drop in and say hi. Take the opportunity to do so whenever you can. I was also able to visit with Uncle Glenn and Aunt Susan from Memphis and Aunt Debbie from Jackson, MS. Uncle Mark, father of the groom, was there at times as well. Of course, Andrew the groom and his sister Hannah, were a little busy, but I was still able to steal a hug here and there. After the hoopla of the wedding, we all headed back to the cabin. After changing clothes and getting a little drink :) we all headed outside to watch for meteors. Crazy right? But it was so much fun!!!! We saw little ones, and then others that truly lit up the sky. By about 1am I was toast and had to give it up. I was snockered until about 8:15am when I heard everyone rummaging around. It was nice to sleep a little, but wished for more. Uncle Glenn was the chef again, making eggs, bacon, and toast. We had cinnamon rolls and coffee, orange juice, and milk. It was just like a restaurant, except I could eat in my pajamas. Is there anything better?
Leaving was hard.
I had to get back to real life. The life of a wife and mother. The life of a gym instructor. There wasn't a lot of down time, but at least I got to see my family for a while. I love them so much and can't wait to see them again next month.
So tonight, hug your family closely. When you are with them, don't fight or bicker. Have fun. Support. Care. Love.
Love you all,
Renee
There is so much I could say about them.
We're funny, crazy, caring, honoring, forgiving, supporting, and loving.
This weekend I had the chance to see one of my younger cousins get married. It made me feel so much older thinking, "wow are you really old enough to be getting married?" But he is and he did. Hannah (which also happens to be his sister's name) is a very fortunate young woman. I hope and pray she never forgets the reason for marriage. Some days it's hard, especially at a young age.
But on with the story. Even though I live only 2 hours away, my other family is about 10 hours away. They all decided for us to stay in a cabin at The Beech Fork State Resort. Although I was a little skeptical at first, it turned out to be really nice. I was able to spend a few nights enjoying the love and laughter of crazy card games and shopping with my mom before the wedding. It was such a welcomed time just to be.....to be me without being mommy. Don't get me wrong, I love my children. But sometimes a woman needs to be without a child tugging on her or saying, "mommy, guess what?" We attended 2 receptions. They held a light one for the church goers....and the poor ladies doing it were a little overwhelmed at the amount of people. And then there was a dinner and dancing reception at the local country club. It was nice to sit and talk to my granny and Great Uncle Gerald (my grampa's brother) whom I hardly ever get to see. She will be 85 next month, and is as beautiful as ever. I know she won't live forever, but on days like yesterday it seemed as though she will. I was able to have my mom by my side, visiting and hugging. Some days I miss so badly the chance to see my mom on a daily or even weekly basis. For those of you reading that have your mom living close, be grateful. Be very grateful you can just drop in and say hi. Take the opportunity to do so whenever you can. I was also able to visit with Uncle Glenn and Aunt Susan from Memphis and Aunt Debbie from Jackson, MS. Uncle Mark, father of the groom, was there at times as well. Of course, Andrew the groom and his sister Hannah, were a little busy, but I was still able to steal a hug here and there. After the hoopla of the wedding, we all headed back to the cabin. After changing clothes and getting a little drink :) we all headed outside to watch for meteors. Crazy right? But it was so much fun!!!! We saw little ones, and then others that truly lit up the sky. By about 1am I was toast and had to give it up. I was snockered until about 8:15am when I heard everyone rummaging around. It was nice to sleep a little, but wished for more. Uncle Glenn was the chef again, making eggs, bacon, and toast. We had cinnamon rolls and coffee, orange juice, and milk. It was just like a restaurant, except I could eat in my pajamas. Is there anything better?
Leaving was hard.
I had to get back to real life. The life of a wife and mother. The life of a gym instructor. There wasn't a lot of down time, but at least I got to see my family for a while. I love them so much and can't wait to see them again next month.
So tonight, hug your family closely. When you are with them, don't fight or bicker. Have fun. Support. Care. Love.
Love you all,
Renee
Thursday, July 19, 2012
Little things
Just a short entry today.....being grateful for the little things.
The sun in the sky and the beach we were able to be on to enjoy it.
Night time thunderstorms.
Walking on the beach alone in the early morning watching the sun rise.
Geese walking across the road without a care.
My boys curling up on the couch together as the best of friends.
Sweet boys that love their mommy :)
A husband that works harder than ever so I don't have to.
A body that allows me to work out, even on days when I don't feel like it.
A job I can go to, and although sometimes rough, more rewarding than most.
A wonderful church with a fantastic kid's ministry.
My home with air conditioning.
Food on my table and in my refrigerator, even when I feel like there's nothing.
Blessings of life that are far too many to list.
My family
I hope today you're grateful for the little things, too
Renee
The sun in the sky and the beach we were able to be on to enjoy it.
Night time thunderstorms.
Walking on the beach alone in the early morning watching the sun rise.
Geese walking across the road without a care.
My boys curling up on the couch together as the best of friends.
Sweet boys that love their mommy :)
A husband that works harder than ever so I don't have to.
A body that allows me to work out, even on days when I don't feel like it.
A job I can go to, and although sometimes rough, more rewarding than most.
A wonderful church with a fantastic kid's ministry.
My home with air conditioning.
Food on my table and in my refrigerator, even when I feel like there's nothing.
Blessings of life that are far too many to list.
My family
I hope today you're grateful for the little things, too
Renee
Monday, June 25, 2012
My dad.....just a little late
My dad....where do I begin. I mean really, he's the man that made me a woman, genetically speaking. Hahaha....
But in all seriousness, I am very grateful for the father I've had all my life. And although I was not a perfect child, and he wasn't the perfect father, we've managed to grow up well :) Although I look like my mom, I am very much my father.
I'm grateful for the man that knelt beside me to pray when my mom had my sister. I will never forget the hard wood floors.
For the man who made a tire swing in the back yard for my sister and I to play in as kids. I think that was the best swing EVER!!
For taking me camping and fishing all the time growing up. I will never forget those early mornings, sitting on the boat, and watching Gidget swim halfway across the lake to join us.
For "teaching" me to swim at Cooper's Lake. Otherwise known as, "I'm throwing you and good luck" hehehe..... and for holding me tightly the day those boys drowned. I, only now having children of my own, can imagine the pain those parents felt that day.
For driving the bus on many LONG trips and chaperoning our youth trips. What an example you set for all of the kids I grew up with.
For holding me ever so tightly when Chris broke my heart the very first time. As I sat crying in my room, listening to the tape play a certain song over and over, you came in and just held me. There was nothing you could do, but give me the love that only a father can.
For the time you walked me back to my room at Glorieta and had to stop half way to throw up. It was so not fair for me to have to choose one parent to take with me in to town. I really wanted both of you to go with me because I was so scared.
For walking me down the aisle, not once, but twice. I had hoped the first would always be the last, but even when it didn't work that way, you supported me.....in more ways than one.
For being there when my kids were born. There is nothing like bringing a child in to this world and having my parents to see them from the very beginning.
Dad, I know I don't always say it nearly enough, but I love you. Just know that I can't imagine what life I would have had if you hadn't been my dad.
Happy (belated) Father's Day
Love you much,
Renee
But in all seriousness, I am very grateful for the father I've had all my life. And although I was not a perfect child, and he wasn't the perfect father, we've managed to grow up well :) Although I look like my mom, I am very much my father.
I'm grateful for the man that knelt beside me to pray when my mom had my sister. I will never forget the hard wood floors.
For the man who made a tire swing in the back yard for my sister and I to play in as kids. I think that was the best swing EVER!!
For taking me camping and fishing all the time growing up. I will never forget those early mornings, sitting on the boat, and watching Gidget swim halfway across the lake to join us.
For "teaching" me to swim at Cooper's Lake. Otherwise known as, "I'm throwing you and good luck" hehehe..... and for holding me tightly the day those boys drowned. I, only now having children of my own, can imagine the pain those parents felt that day.
For driving the bus on many LONG trips and chaperoning our youth trips. What an example you set for all of the kids I grew up with.
For holding me ever so tightly when Chris broke my heart the very first time. As I sat crying in my room, listening to the tape play a certain song over and over, you came in and just held me. There was nothing you could do, but give me the love that only a father can.
For the time you walked me back to my room at Glorieta and had to stop half way to throw up. It was so not fair for me to have to choose one parent to take with me in to town. I really wanted both of you to go with me because I was so scared.
For walking me down the aisle, not once, but twice. I had hoped the first would always be the last, but even when it didn't work that way, you supported me.....in more ways than one.
For being there when my kids were born. There is nothing like bringing a child in to this world and having my parents to see them from the very beginning.
Dad, I know I don't always say it nearly enough, but I love you. Just know that I can't imagine what life I would have had if you hadn't been my dad.
Happy (belated) Father's Day
Love you much,
Renee
Monday, June 4, 2012
so many things
You know, it's so hard for me to point out just one thing today for which I am grateful.
So today, it's a list:
For my husband who trains so hard and does his best at every race. I know this weekend after his race, his legs were so sore. But he pushed on and walked around with us and even went to the aquarium with us when his feet were just about to give way. I am so glad we did it though and had some great family time.
For Ryan, my older son. Every day is different with him. I never know where is brain is going to take me. I love watching him build things with his legos that he has collected. I am amazed at how he puts things he has imagined into a piece of art with Legos. WOW! I am so grateful he is also beginning to understand Christianity and the fact Jesus died on the cross for our sins. My heart just feels happy when I feel like he "gets it"
For Alexander, my little man. Words can't express the joy he brings to our lives. His laugh is contagious and his snuggles are priceless. Even though I had to cart him around Gatlinburg this week end a good bit, I wouldn't trade it for the world. And tonight as he wanted to wash dishes a song came on my iPod, "Never Grow Up" by Taylor Swift. This song talks about being little and parents not wanting you to grow up. "Oh, darling don't you ever grow up.....just stay this little....won't let nobody hurt you, won't let no one break your heart" Alexander turned to me and said, "that's what you say to us mommy"
And it's true. As much as I loved the baby stage, I am loving each stage of my boys' lives. It saddens me to think that Alexander will begin kindergarten in the fall of 2013 and Ryan will be in 3rd grade this year. But each age has it's own challenges and things to enjoy.
For my ability to work out. This weekend I saw so many overweight people walking around and it just broke my heart. It's not easy to get in to shape. I am the perfect example. But I did and now I can't imagine my life without being in the gym and working out every day. (PS, I'm now looking in to hip hop hustle training, woot woot)
And basically for my life and opportunity I have to live it. I pray each day that I will make an impact on some one in a positive way. I love being me. God gave me one life and one chance to live it. I'm trying my hardest to use it to the fullest extent.
What are you grateful for today?
Renee
So today, it's a list:
For my husband who trains so hard and does his best at every race. I know this weekend after his race, his legs were so sore. But he pushed on and walked around with us and even went to the aquarium with us when his feet were just about to give way. I am so glad we did it though and had some great family time.
For Ryan, my older son. Every day is different with him. I never know where is brain is going to take me. I love watching him build things with his legos that he has collected. I am amazed at how he puts things he has imagined into a piece of art with Legos. WOW! I am so grateful he is also beginning to understand Christianity and the fact Jesus died on the cross for our sins. My heart just feels happy when I feel like he "gets it"
For Alexander, my little man. Words can't express the joy he brings to our lives. His laugh is contagious and his snuggles are priceless. Even though I had to cart him around Gatlinburg this week end a good bit, I wouldn't trade it for the world. And tonight as he wanted to wash dishes a song came on my iPod, "Never Grow Up" by Taylor Swift. This song talks about being little and parents not wanting you to grow up. "Oh, darling don't you ever grow up.....just stay this little....won't let nobody hurt you, won't let no one break your heart" Alexander turned to me and said, "that's what you say to us mommy"
And it's true. As much as I loved the baby stage, I am loving each stage of my boys' lives. It saddens me to think that Alexander will begin kindergarten in the fall of 2013 and Ryan will be in 3rd grade this year. But each age has it's own challenges and things to enjoy.
For my ability to work out. This weekend I saw so many overweight people walking around and it just broke my heart. It's not easy to get in to shape. I am the perfect example. But I did and now I can't imagine my life without being in the gym and working out every day. (PS, I'm now looking in to hip hop hustle training, woot woot)
And basically for my life and opportunity I have to live it. I pray each day that I will make an impact on some one in a positive way. I love being me. God gave me one life and one chance to live it. I'm trying my hardest to use it to the fullest extent.
What are you grateful for today?
Renee
Wednesday, May 16, 2012
Joy = Energy
I've had a lot of people lately ask me, "Where do you get your energy?" I don't really know how to respond to that question. I don't feel like I have any more energy than most people. I guess it's just the way my energy is perceived. But this really got me to thinking about things.
Today I was driving down Richmond Road, windows down, music blaring, and enjoying the breeze. I was playing a song by Phillips, Craig, and Dean that is one of my all time favorites..."Let My Words Be Few"
And then it hit me. It's like God said, "hello!!!! It's me that gives you that energy". And it's true.
My faith is a huge part of my life. For years I tried to live my life the way I wanted. Some things were good and some weren't. But then it was as if a lightbulb was turned on above my head. Giving it ALL to the one who truly gives me life. Giving my life, my thoughts, my love, my everything. I know people may think I'm crazy, but I have a blessed life. A life that has been blessed by God in so many ways, in the past and present.
And from that I have JOY.
I have something that fills my heart and my life like none other. This is something that can't be replaced with anything on this earth. And I know that my time on earth is fleeting. I mean really. Think about it. Our life is but a second compared to the eternity we have to look forward to in heaven. I guess it's just that I want to live my life in a way that the dash between the years of my birth and death are happy. I want others to be as happy as I am. I surround myself with positivity and meet people where they are in their life. I'm not perfect by any stretch of the imagination. I have my faults. I say things sometimes that are not appropriate, but one there's one thing I know for sure. God knows, understands, and I am able to ask his forgiveness.
He fills my nights and days with joy and peace that makes my heart happy.
I am blessed to be awakened to each day and attack it as if it were my last.
I smile because there may be one person that just needs that in their life that day. Who's to say what others are going through.
So I guess what this boils down to is my JOY = ENERGY! It's positive energy given to me by my God in Heaven.
Thank you God for giving me the life, joy, and energy it takes to live each day to the fullest. I am forever grateful.
Blessings, Renee
Today I was driving down Richmond Road, windows down, music blaring, and enjoying the breeze. I was playing a song by Phillips, Craig, and Dean that is one of my all time favorites..."Let My Words Be Few"
And then it hit me. It's like God said, "hello!!!! It's me that gives you that energy". And it's true.
My faith is a huge part of my life. For years I tried to live my life the way I wanted. Some things were good and some weren't. But then it was as if a lightbulb was turned on above my head. Giving it ALL to the one who truly gives me life. Giving my life, my thoughts, my love, my everything. I know people may think I'm crazy, but I have a blessed life. A life that has been blessed by God in so many ways, in the past and present.
And from that I have JOY.
I have something that fills my heart and my life like none other. This is something that can't be replaced with anything on this earth. And I know that my time on earth is fleeting. I mean really. Think about it. Our life is but a second compared to the eternity we have to look forward to in heaven. I guess it's just that I want to live my life in a way that the dash between the years of my birth and death are happy. I want others to be as happy as I am. I surround myself with positivity and meet people where they are in their life. I'm not perfect by any stretch of the imagination. I have my faults. I say things sometimes that are not appropriate, but one there's one thing I know for sure. God knows, understands, and I am able to ask his forgiveness.
He fills my nights and days with joy and peace that makes my heart happy.
I am blessed to be awakened to each day and attack it as if it were my last.
I smile because there may be one person that just needs that in their life that day. Who's to say what others are going through.
So I guess what this boils down to is my JOY = ENERGY! It's positive energy given to me by my God in Heaven.
Thank you God for giving me the life, joy, and energy it takes to live each day to the fullest. I am forever grateful.
Blessings, Renee
Monday, May 14, 2012
Mom-A Day Late
Because of work schedule of both myself and Mike, I wasn't able to sit down for my mother's day post until now. So here goes...
To the woman, who after many hours of labor, delivered me (with the use of forceps, BTW). A ginormous 8# 14oz, 19 1/2 long baby. An alien to my mother and the ugliest thing she had ever seen. I must have been beautiful though because the nurses said I was (and we nurses know not all babies are born beautiful......)
To the woman who dropped me off at a horrible preschool when she was in labor with my sister (that place I will NEVER forget)
For the times you picked me up, dusted away the dirt, and covered the scar with a band-aid.
For the time I was almost hit by a car riding a bike when we lived in Forest (yes, another thing I will never forget).
For all the days and weeks of making me write my spelling words 10 times each so I would make 100% on my spelling test.
For transforming an old player piano in to one I could play :)
For buying my silver, open-holed Gemeinhardt flute so I could be in concert band.
For making all of my prom dresses throughout the years. And although I wasn't like everyone else, I was truly special because my mom CARED!
For staying up late many nights helping me type a paper when I thought I had plenty of time. You knew better, but wanted me to learn on my own.
For supporting me through the years and with my first marriage and divorce. So much happened, but you were always there.
For being at the birth of both of my boys.....that means more to me than you could ever imagine.
For the woman who helped make me who I am today. Who taught me things, continually inspires me, and encourages me to do whatever I want.
I am blessed beyond measure to have such a wonderful mom. And even with the hoopla surrounding being "mom enough", she was MORE! If I can only be half the mom to my boys that she is to me, I will be forever thankful.
Thank you God for such a wonderful woman. I am truly blessed.
Renee
To the woman, who after many hours of labor, delivered me (with the use of forceps, BTW). A ginormous 8# 14oz, 19 1/2 long baby. An alien to my mother and the ugliest thing she had ever seen. I must have been beautiful though because the nurses said I was (and we nurses know not all babies are born beautiful......)
To the woman who dropped me off at a horrible preschool when she was in labor with my sister (that place I will NEVER forget)
For the times you picked me up, dusted away the dirt, and covered the scar with a band-aid.
For the time I was almost hit by a car riding a bike when we lived in Forest (yes, another thing I will never forget).
For all the days and weeks of making me write my spelling words 10 times each so I would make 100% on my spelling test.
For transforming an old player piano in to one I could play :)
For buying my silver, open-holed Gemeinhardt flute so I could be in concert band.
For making all of my prom dresses throughout the years. And although I wasn't like everyone else, I was truly special because my mom CARED!
For staying up late many nights helping me type a paper when I thought I had plenty of time. You knew better, but wanted me to learn on my own.
For supporting me through the years and with my first marriage and divorce. So much happened, but you were always there.
For being at the birth of both of my boys.....that means more to me than you could ever imagine.
For the woman who helped make me who I am today. Who taught me things, continually inspires me, and encourages me to do whatever I want.
I am blessed beyond measure to have such a wonderful mom. And even with the hoopla surrounding being "mom enough", she was MORE! If I can only be half the mom to my boys that she is to me, I will be forever thankful.
Thank you God for such a wonderful woman. I am truly blessed.
Renee
Wednesday, May 9, 2012
WOW
Earlier this week I posted on facebook about teaching one class, then turning around and teaching another. I've done that on a few occasions because it just worked out that way. But here's the thing...I don't type those things on social media to get a response from people.
You see, 2 years ago I was over 200 pounds. When I stepped on the scales at Weight Watchers I was mortified. I knew I had gained weight, but little did I know just how much. I wanted to cry and scream, but knew the only person to blame was myself. WOW! To admit I was a fault was a big deal to me. I started slowly, but little by little the pounds came off.
I became a regular at Urban Active (where I now teach). I remember being so scared to even walk in the gym. I was a fat girl trying to lose weight. My arms were flabby and my thighs....well, we won't even talk about that. I started taking group fitness classes because I've learned over the years, when I'm in a group setting, I push harder to do well. I don't have the will power it takes to spend an hour on an elliptical machine, nor do I want to. In the middle of many of those classes I just wanted to die. Literally thought I might just throw up and pass out. But I persevered. I pushed myself and MADE myself change. I MADE myself go to the gym. I MADE myself like it. The more I went, the more it became a part of me. Strange to say, but even within about 6 months I felt like I wasn't myself if I wasn't at the gym. It was that December (2010) that I became a licensed Zumba Fitness instructor. Oh.My.Goodness. I was so excited to have the ability to teach, but scared at the same time. Would I be accepted? Rejected? Did I really have what it took to do this? Taking classes and teaching are so different. The personality and presentation has to be there along with the moves and confidence. Thankfully Melissa and Carey (group x directors at Urban Active) worked with me and helped me learn to "teach". Within a few months I had my own class and then started training for other things (Urban Iron weightlifting for one). It took me a good 6-8 months to feel comfortable with who I was in this respect and to embrace it all. Since then I have become certified in Turbo Kick (kickboxing) and am going through Kickboxing training at Urban Active.
But here I am 2 years later.
I am still a work in progress.
I am still learning.
I have cardiovascular endurance and muscles I haven't seen in 20 years (no joke).
I walk confidently and upright and wear shirts without sleeves.
That is why I post the things I post. Not for response, but because of where I've been and where I am today.
It's amazing the difference two years can make. So don't give up on your dreams just because you think you can't. Because really, YOU CAN! I did, and for that I am truly grateful. Grateful to family, friends, and the God who gives me life and never gives up on me! If he doesn't give up on us, why should we give up on ourselves?
Start today and take a step. A step towards fitness and being healthy :)
Renee
You see, 2 years ago I was over 200 pounds. When I stepped on the scales at Weight Watchers I was mortified. I knew I had gained weight, but little did I know just how much. I wanted to cry and scream, but knew the only person to blame was myself. WOW! To admit I was a fault was a big deal to me. I started slowly, but little by little the pounds came off.
I became a regular at Urban Active (where I now teach). I remember being so scared to even walk in the gym. I was a fat girl trying to lose weight. My arms were flabby and my thighs....well, we won't even talk about that. I started taking group fitness classes because I've learned over the years, when I'm in a group setting, I push harder to do well. I don't have the will power it takes to spend an hour on an elliptical machine, nor do I want to. In the middle of many of those classes I just wanted to die. Literally thought I might just throw up and pass out. But I persevered. I pushed myself and MADE myself change. I MADE myself go to the gym. I MADE myself like it. The more I went, the more it became a part of me. Strange to say, but even within about 6 months I felt like I wasn't myself if I wasn't at the gym. It was that December (2010) that I became a licensed Zumba Fitness instructor. Oh.My.Goodness. I was so excited to have the ability to teach, but scared at the same time. Would I be accepted? Rejected? Did I really have what it took to do this? Taking classes and teaching are so different. The personality and presentation has to be there along with the moves and confidence. Thankfully Melissa and Carey (group x directors at Urban Active) worked with me and helped me learn to "teach". Within a few months I had my own class and then started training for other things (Urban Iron weightlifting for one). It took me a good 6-8 months to feel comfortable with who I was in this respect and to embrace it all. Since then I have become certified in Turbo Kick (kickboxing) and am going through Kickboxing training at Urban Active.
But here I am 2 years later.
I am still a work in progress.
I am still learning.
I have cardiovascular endurance and muscles I haven't seen in 20 years (no joke).
I walk confidently and upright and wear shirts without sleeves.
That is why I post the things I post. Not for response, but because of where I've been and where I am today.
It's amazing the difference two years can make. So don't give up on your dreams just because you think you can't. Because really, YOU CAN! I did, and for that I am truly grateful. Grateful to family, friends, and the God who gives me life and never gives up on me! If he doesn't give up on us, why should we give up on ourselves?
Start today and take a step. A step towards fitness and being healthy :)
Renee
Sunday, April 22, 2012
one day
Today marks the one year anniversary of the death of a friend's father. It was very unexpected. It happened during a tornado warning while they were in the basement. Her mom had run upstairs to get something and when she returned he was gone. Less than 5 minutes and God had called him home.
Life is so full of unexpected events. God has said no one knows what the next moment holds. And that truth rings true all the time.
So many times we see a life cut short because of some crazy circumstance no one ever imagined. We've had a few lately of young people killed while driving. One that wasn't wearing her seat belt. Such a senseless way to die. But you know, it really doesn't matter. We all have an appointed time to die......we just don't know when.
Today at Church they sang the song "Be O.K." by Ingrid Michaelson. I've been a fan of hers for some time and really do love the song. It talks about just being okay today. Being okay with who you are and what's happening in your life. I feel like that's the way I try to live my life. Just be okay. I'm alright that I'm still a work in progress. I'm okay with what God has given me......there are many people who have and live with way less. I'm okay with today, because one day, there won't be a me. One of those unexpected events may come my way. Not that I'm ready to die or leave my family, but in the event, at least I know where I am going when my time comes. I know that one day I will be in a place of complete healing. No more pain or sorrow, no more deception and hatred. I will see people who have passed long before me. Some days I think about that and am overwhelmed at the thought of how good and perfect Heaven will be for me.
And I know not everyone believes this, but just think about it. Would you rather spend an eternity in perfection or doomed to a fiery hell? This sounds like a no brainer to me. Think about your one day when you leave this earth.
Be okay today with what you have and don't live like the person you aren't. Let people remember you for who you really are and not what people thought you were.
Be a blessing to someone today. Live as though it's your last.
Renee
Life is so full of unexpected events. God has said no one knows what the next moment holds. And that truth rings true all the time.
So many times we see a life cut short because of some crazy circumstance no one ever imagined. We've had a few lately of young people killed while driving. One that wasn't wearing her seat belt. Such a senseless way to die. But you know, it really doesn't matter. We all have an appointed time to die......we just don't know when.
Today at Church they sang the song "Be O.K." by Ingrid Michaelson. I've been a fan of hers for some time and really do love the song. It talks about just being okay today. Being okay with who you are and what's happening in your life. I feel like that's the way I try to live my life. Just be okay. I'm alright that I'm still a work in progress. I'm okay with what God has given me......there are many people who have and live with way less. I'm okay with today, because one day, there won't be a me. One of those unexpected events may come my way. Not that I'm ready to die or leave my family, but in the event, at least I know where I am going when my time comes. I know that one day I will be in a place of complete healing. No more pain or sorrow, no more deception and hatred. I will see people who have passed long before me. Some days I think about that and am overwhelmed at the thought of how good and perfect Heaven will be for me.
And I know not everyone believes this, but just think about it. Would you rather spend an eternity in perfection or doomed to a fiery hell? This sounds like a no brainer to me. Think about your one day when you leave this earth.
Be okay today with what you have and don't live like the person you aren't. Let people remember you for who you really are and not what people thought you were.
Be a blessing to someone today. Live as though it's your last.
Renee
Tuesday, April 3, 2012
friends and beautiful days
Today I am grateful for the beautiful days we have had and the opportunity to spend it with friends.
I met Michelle and her three kiddos for a lunch and afternoon at the park. And although the kids got tired, hot, and fussy.....and let's face it so did Michelle and myself, we still had a good time. It's amazing how even though we haven't seen each other since Christmas, we picked up just like we talk every day.
The kids have grown so much and we loved watching them play. Alex ran until his heart was content. Even when we came home, we still stayed outside for him to kick his ball and ride his bike. Thank heavens for sunscreen, because his fair little skin definitely needed it on this 85 degree day. Can you believe it? 85 degrees in April!!!!! (That makes me so excited to think we will get out of school on time this year!!!!)
So, thank you God for the time I got to spend with my friend. We are not promised tomorrow, so I'm glad we chose to do this today.
Hope you are having a blessed day as well,
Renee
I met Michelle and her three kiddos for a lunch and afternoon at the park. And although the kids got tired, hot, and fussy.....and let's face it so did Michelle and myself, we still had a good time. It's amazing how even though we haven't seen each other since Christmas, we picked up just like we talk every day.
The kids have grown so much and we loved watching them play. Alex ran until his heart was content. Even when we came home, we still stayed outside for him to kick his ball and ride his bike. Thank heavens for sunscreen, because his fair little skin definitely needed it on this 85 degree day. Can you believe it? 85 degrees in April!!!!! (That makes me so excited to think we will get out of school on time this year!!!!)
So, thank you God for the time I got to spend with my friend. We are not promised tomorrow, so I'm glad we chose to do this today.
Hope you are having a blessed day as well,
Renee
Monday, March 19, 2012
for...
Beautiful skies.....
Sunny afternoons....
Windy days....
Summer right around the corner....
Just the little things in life that keep me going :)
Sunny afternoons....
Windy days....
Summer right around the corner....
Just the little things in life that keep me going :)
Sunday, March 11, 2012
just thankful
It's been a while since I've posted. Between work, life, and sick kiddos the last few weeks have been a bit of a blur. I'm thankful now that all are on the mend and life is returning to a somewhat normal state.
Today we were able to go to the park......middle of March, 69 degrees, and beautifully sunny skies! These are the times for which I am just thankful.
Today we were able to go to the park......middle of March, 69 degrees, and beautifully sunny skies! These are the times for which I am just thankful.
Sunday, February 26, 2012
Daddy
As a child, especially a female, we look to our daddy for a lot.
They are our knight in shining armor. They hold our hands when we walk. They tuck us in to bed at night. They hold us when our hearts get broken. And they hug us so tightly some times we can't breathe.
I am who I am a lot because of my dad.
But just not my earthly dad. (although I love him lots!)
I am who I am because of my heavenly dad. My father in heaven. The man who created me and gave me life.
As we finished up our series at Church today, they were interviewing people from the church on how this series had affected them. One guy's comment really hit home for me. He talked about how he is watching his daughter struggle to become someone. You know, just to find out who she really is. And he wanted her to know that she could come talk to him any time. That he is always available any time she needs a listening ear. His love is unconditional regardless of what she has to say.
God is the same way!!!
He watches us all the time come in to ourselves. He is always around waiting to talk, to listen, to give advice.....when we're ready to listen ourselves.
There in lies the key. As kids, listening to earthly parents a lot of times goes in one ear and out the other. We don't really want to hear what they have to say. It's only when we really and truly want help that we listen. That we do as we're told. Knowing all the while it's what is right for us.
My heavenly father is available 24/7, 365. And I am talking, and listening. I may not always understand, but I know that he will direct me in the way that is right for me.
Are you talking and listening to your heavenly father?
Take your time and open your heart. Be ready to listen.
Renee
They are our knight in shining armor. They hold our hands when we walk. They tuck us in to bed at night. They hold us when our hearts get broken. And they hug us so tightly some times we can't breathe.
I am who I am a lot because of my dad.
But just not my earthly dad. (although I love him lots!)
I am who I am because of my heavenly dad. My father in heaven. The man who created me and gave me life.
As we finished up our series at Church today, they were interviewing people from the church on how this series had affected them. One guy's comment really hit home for me. He talked about how he is watching his daughter struggle to become someone. You know, just to find out who she really is. And he wanted her to know that she could come talk to him any time. That he is always available any time she needs a listening ear. His love is unconditional regardless of what she has to say.
God is the same way!!!
He watches us all the time come in to ourselves. He is always around waiting to talk, to listen, to give advice.....when we're ready to listen ourselves.
There in lies the key. As kids, listening to earthly parents a lot of times goes in one ear and out the other. We don't really want to hear what they have to say. It's only when we really and truly want help that we listen. That we do as we're told. Knowing all the while it's what is right for us.
My heavenly father is available 24/7, 365. And I am talking, and listening. I may not always understand, but I know that he will direct me in the way that is right for me.
Are you talking and listening to your heavenly father?
Take your time and open your heart. Be ready to listen.
Renee
Sunday, February 19, 2012
3 A's
I took this post from last Sunday's sermon. We've been doing a series on "The Story of God and You". It's been an awesome series (just like all of ours, actually). But this one in particular I thoroughly enjoyed.
1) A-Appetite:
We all have an appetite for things. But are all those things we have an appetite for, the things we crave.....are these things that are honorable to God? To our body? I'll be completely honest... a lot of things I've put in my body over the years was not really taking care of my "temple". This body is the only one I have and i have to use it and take care of it to the best of my ability. Food aside....there are other things people crave. Things on television, computer. Are the things we take in always honorable to God?
2) A-Affirmation:
We all enjoy it when people like us. Pat us on the back. Do you feel like you have to create drama for people to respond to you? We think too much about "Do people think I'm good?" We look for our identity too much instead of resting in the peace God gives. There is no explanation needed for that. That's pretty sufficient.
3) A-Ambition:
So many people are imprisoned in the addiction for ambition. How to get ahead quicker and be better than everyone else. "keeping up with the Jones'" when I was growing up. Ambition is good as long as it's God given. Why try so hard to be something you aren't? You/I should be at peace. Life is not always what it seems....we have to learn to rest in that which God has given us. For myself as a semi-young adult, this has been the hardest for me. Growing up I had so many dreams of things I wanted. The big house with the big picket fence. The best cars. The prettiest decorations for my home. After all these years I have learn to be content in what I have. My house isn't huge, but it fits the needs of my family. My car isn't sporty, but it's pretty and gets me where I need to go. I don't have diamonds on every finger. I have one that means the most to me and that's all I need. God has provided in ways I never thought possible. So much that I've been able to cut back and not work full time anymore. I can be a mom....which is what I've always wanted to do.
So today, I am grateful for what Griff taught last week. The 3 A's were so pertinent to life, my life.
My God has provided so graciously for me.
I am so truly blessed,
Renee
1) A-Appetite:
We all have an appetite for things. But are all those things we have an appetite for, the things we crave.....are these things that are honorable to God? To our body? I'll be completely honest... a lot of things I've put in my body over the years was not really taking care of my "temple". This body is the only one I have and i have to use it and take care of it to the best of my ability. Food aside....there are other things people crave. Things on television, computer. Are the things we take in always honorable to God?
2) A-Affirmation:
We all enjoy it when people like us. Pat us on the back. Do you feel like you have to create drama for people to respond to you? We think too much about "Do people think I'm good?" We look for our identity too much instead of resting in the peace God gives. There is no explanation needed for that. That's pretty sufficient.
3) A-Ambition:
So many people are imprisoned in the addiction for ambition. How to get ahead quicker and be better than everyone else. "keeping up with the Jones'" when I was growing up. Ambition is good as long as it's God given. Why try so hard to be something you aren't? You/I should be at peace. Life is not always what it seems....we have to learn to rest in that which God has given us. For myself as a semi-young adult, this has been the hardest for me. Growing up I had so many dreams of things I wanted. The big house with the big picket fence. The best cars. The prettiest decorations for my home. After all these years I have learn to be content in what I have. My house isn't huge, but it fits the needs of my family. My car isn't sporty, but it's pretty and gets me where I need to go. I don't have diamonds on every finger. I have one that means the most to me and that's all I need. God has provided in ways I never thought possible. So much that I've been able to cut back and not work full time anymore. I can be a mom....which is what I've always wanted to do.
So today, I am grateful for what Griff taught last week. The 3 A's were so pertinent to life, my life.
My God has provided so graciously for me.
I am so truly blessed,
Renee
Saturday, February 18, 2012
thankful
Today I am just thankful.
I have a home and a job that allows me to pay for it.
I have a car that works.
I have two beautiful sons.
I am alive and healthy.
What more could I need?
Thank you God for giving me what I need. I truly would have nothing without you.
Renee
I have a home and a job that allows me to pay for it.
I have a car that works.
I have two beautiful sons.
I am alive and healthy.
What more could I need?
Thank you God for giving me what I need. I truly would have nothing without you.
Renee
Tuesday, February 14, 2012
Frustration
If you know me, you know I have a tendency to become frustrated quite easily. As I have gotten older, I have mellowed some, but I still have a tendency to let things get under my skin.
Sometimes it's the kids. Sometimes it's the husband. Other times it's just life in general.
And I know I shouldn't be this way, but I am human. I have my own faults.
I am dealing with some frustration now and trying to work through it in the correct manner. I pray for guidance and the right words to say so that people do not become offended. I know God will help me handle it.
So today I choose to be grateful for this frustration, because it will teach me a lesson. That of which I am not sure right now, but I know God has a plan.
On a side note, Ben is doing much better. They are still doing tests and looking for answers for what happened last week, but for now we are all grateful he is alive and breathing.
On a second side note, please continue to pray for my friend Jen and her family. Her teenage son had open heart surgery this past Saturday. Although he did well, they waited to close his chest until yesterday. They were supposed to let him wake up today. I pray so hard that things go according to plan and setback are minimal. This family has just been through it.
Blessings (even in my frustration)
Renee
Sometimes it's the kids. Sometimes it's the husband. Other times it's just life in general.
And I know I shouldn't be this way, but I am human. I have my own faults.
I am dealing with some frustration now and trying to work through it in the correct manner. I pray for guidance and the right words to say so that people do not become offended. I know God will help me handle it.
So today I choose to be grateful for this frustration, because it will teach me a lesson. That of which I am not sure right now, but I know God has a plan.
On a side note, Ben is doing much better. They are still doing tests and looking for answers for what happened last week, but for now we are all grateful he is alive and breathing.
On a second side note, please continue to pray for my friend Jen and her family. Her teenage son had open heart surgery this past Saturday. Although he did well, they waited to close his chest until yesterday. They were supposed to let him wake up today. I pray so hard that things go according to plan and setback are minimal. This family has just been through it.
Blessings (even in my frustration)
Renee
Wednesday, February 8, 2012
moments
I have a "wall words" writing above my bed, "Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but by the moments that take our breath away". That quote is so true.
This week we had our breath taken away when a young teenage son of a friend of mine collapsed at baseball practice. This required CPR, intubation, and admission to UK peds ICU.
His breath was gone.
And ours got taken away when we heard the news.
A seemingly healthy, teenage boy, just playing some baseball. Something he's done for years.
Amazingly enough, he has pulled through. So many people have prayed for him, his family, and his friends that saw things happen.
Moments like this are reminders of how fortunate we are in this life. How we go on with our happy days as if nothing could ever happen.
But it can.
And it does.
So here's my question. What if there was a moment you lost your breath? Your FINAL breath. Are you ready? Do you know where you are going when you die? Granted, I have no desire to rush to my earthly ending. I have a family and wonderful children to raise. But, in the event, I know that this place is not my final home. I know one day, I'll be in heaven. I know without a doubt, I'll see my grandfather again. And maybe even have the chance to meet my dad's parents that died long before I was even born.
Today, live in the moments of now. The past is gone, the future is yet to come, but today is the present. It is a gift. Enjoy it as if it were your last. And make sure that if it is, you know where you're going.
And please continue to pray for this young man, named Ben. He is better and awakened about 24 hours after this all started. Today they were going to try to get him up. He has a long road of diagnostic tests and things still yet to endure, but he's alive. God has given him a second chance in life. I pray he does something wonderful with it.
What will you do with yours?
Blessings in this moment,
Renee
This week we had our breath taken away when a young teenage son of a friend of mine collapsed at baseball practice. This required CPR, intubation, and admission to UK peds ICU.
His breath was gone.
And ours got taken away when we heard the news.
A seemingly healthy, teenage boy, just playing some baseball. Something he's done for years.
Amazingly enough, he has pulled through. So many people have prayed for him, his family, and his friends that saw things happen.
Moments like this are reminders of how fortunate we are in this life. How we go on with our happy days as if nothing could ever happen.
But it can.
And it does.
So here's my question. What if there was a moment you lost your breath? Your FINAL breath. Are you ready? Do you know where you are going when you die? Granted, I have no desire to rush to my earthly ending. I have a family and wonderful children to raise. But, in the event, I know that this place is not my final home. I know one day, I'll be in heaven. I know without a doubt, I'll see my grandfather again. And maybe even have the chance to meet my dad's parents that died long before I was even born.
Today, live in the moments of now. The past is gone, the future is yet to come, but today is the present. It is a gift. Enjoy it as if it were your last. And make sure that if it is, you know where you're going.
And please continue to pray for this young man, named Ben. He is better and awakened about 24 hours after this all started. Today they were going to try to get him up. He has a long road of diagnostic tests and things still yet to endure, but he's alive. God has given him a second chance in life. I pray he does something wonderful with it.
What will you do with yours?
Blessings in this moment,
Renee
Sunday, February 5, 2012
Goals
I have had a lot in my lifetime.
When I was in high school, I was going to be an attorney. Married and have 2 children by the age of 30. Wow, how that changed. I got married, yes. And I went to college.....and graduated with a nursing degree. Medicine was always a love of mine and it seemed natural.
As I've gotten older, my goals in life have changed. I have daily ones....drinking plenty of water. And I have goals I have set for myself in the coming months.
And as my friends and I start a new fitness challenge for the next 30 days, I have even more goals in mind. And as I try to reach these goals, I try to inspire others to do the same. I have had people tell me how much they love coming to my classes. That makes my heart happy. But what I love the most is when they say they are excited and inspired by me. That means I have reached a goal. To let others know you don't have to be a "Barbie" to teach fitness. No, I am not perfect. I have lumps and rolls like most moms do. It took me years to realize that "I am important". A long time to say, "it's okay to leave your child with someone while I better myself". That's a tough thing to do as a mom.
The thing is, I could not reach any goal if it weren't for the backing of my husband and Jesus. Mike has always been supportive of anything I wanted to do when it came to fitness. And if weren't for the good Lord above keeping me healthy, I wouldn't be able to do this.
But my main goal in life is to try and live a Christian life. Some days I'm better at it than others. I am not perfect. I am a sinner saved by grace. And in living this life, if I can inspire someone to do the same, my goal is achieved. I usually end my Sunday Zumba fitness classes with a Christian song. Although I have to be careful not to actually mention God or Jesus (which is sad but true....can't offend someone), I do want people to pay attention and get something from my class; not just a workout.
12 Not that I have already attained this-that is, I have not already been perfected-but I strive to lay hold of that for which Christ Jesus also laid hold of me.
13 Brothers and sisters, I do not consider myself to have attained this. Instead I am single-minded: Forgetting the things that are behind and reaching out for the things that are ahead,
14 with this goal in mind, I strive toward the prize of the upward call of God in Christ Jesus.
Phillipians 3 12-14
What are your goals in life?
Are they truly superficial to benefit only yourself?
Or are you looking forward and reaching for a higher goal?
Renee
When I was in high school, I was going to be an attorney. Married and have 2 children by the age of 30. Wow, how that changed. I got married, yes. And I went to college.....and graduated with a nursing degree. Medicine was always a love of mine and it seemed natural.
As I've gotten older, my goals in life have changed. I have daily ones....drinking plenty of water. And I have goals I have set for myself in the coming months.
And as my friends and I start a new fitness challenge for the next 30 days, I have even more goals in mind. And as I try to reach these goals, I try to inspire others to do the same. I have had people tell me how much they love coming to my classes. That makes my heart happy. But what I love the most is when they say they are excited and inspired by me. That means I have reached a goal. To let others know you don't have to be a "Barbie" to teach fitness. No, I am not perfect. I have lumps and rolls like most moms do. It took me years to realize that "I am important". A long time to say, "it's okay to leave your child with someone while I better myself". That's a tough thing to do as a mom.
The thing is, I could not reach any goal if it weren't for the backing of my husband and Jesus. Mike has always been supportive of anything I wanted to do when it came to fitness. And if weren't for the good Lord above keeping me healthy, I wouldn't be able to do this.
But my main goal in life is to try and live a Christian life. Some days I'm better at it than others. I am not perfect. I am a sinner saved by grace. And in living this life, if I can inspire someone to do the same, my goal is achieved. I usually end my Sunday Zumba fitness classes with a Christian song. Although I have to be careful not to actually mention God or Jesus (which is sad but true....can't offend someone), I do want people to pay attention and get something from my class; not just a workout.
12 Not that I have already attained this-that is, I have not already been perfected-but I strive to lay hold of that for which Christ Jesus also laid hold of me.
13 Brothers and sisters, I do not consider myself to have attained this. Instead I am single-minded: Forgetting the things that are behind and reaching out for the things that are ahead,
14 with this goal in mind, I strive toward the prize of the upward call of God in Christ Jesus.
Phillipians 3 12-14
What are your goals in life?
Are they truly superficial to benefit only yourself?
Or are you looking forward and reaching for a higher goal?
Renee
Friday, February 3, 2012
Compassion
It's part of my job.
Some days it's easier than others to have compassion for the woman screaming at the top of her lungs.
For the ones that have ingested some sort of chemical (whatever that may be) and they are delivering a baby very early and don't care.
For the people that are just flat out MEAN.
But for the most part I try to see people with the glass half full. I try to empathize and meet them where they are. Sometimes it's just a simple touch or calming word. Sometimes it's being forceful and making them listen to get control. Even at the time it may seem harsh, it leads to a stronger bond in the end.
But a lot of times, it's just lending an ear. Many times I don't really have time to sit to talk and listen. I have to MAKE time. This has been the case over many of the last few weeks.
To sit quietly.
To listen.
To meet a person halfway.
And in doing so, my heart has been filled. With care and compassion. As I said goodbye to a new friend today and as we took a picture together I can only hope and pray she has her heart filled as much as I did.
Thank you God for giving me the opportunity to touch lives with a compassionate heart.
Renee
Some days it's easier than others to have compassion for the woman screaming at the top of her lungs.
For the ones that have ingested some sort of chemical (whatever that may be) and they are delivering a baby very early and don't care.
For the people that are just flat out MEAN.
But for the most part I try to see people with the glass half full. I try to empathize and meet them where they are. Sometimes it's just a simple touch or calming word. Sometimes it's being forceful and making them listen to get control. Even at the time it may seem harsh, it leads to a stronger bond in the end.
But a lot of times, it's just lending an ear. Many times I don't really have time to sit to talk and listen. I have to MAKE time. This has been the case over many of the last few weeks.
To sit quietly.
To listen.
To meet a person halfway.
And in doing so, my heart has been filled. With care and compassion. As I said goodbye to a new friend today and as we took a picture together I can only hope and pray she has her heart filled as much as I did.
Thank you God for giving me the opportunity to touch lives with a compassionate heart.
Renee
Wednesday, February 1, 2012
worry
I recently heard a song from my younger years while sitting in Orange Leaf (the BEST froyo in Lexington). As I sat there singing it, my kids just looked at me and laughed. It was Bobby McFerrin's song, "Don't Worry, Be Happy". It's got just the right little bounce to make you happy.
I've tried to live my life with that thought process. Don't worry, be happy. There is so much wrong with the world today. And so many people have so many problems that are worse than what I ever could fathom. People are sick. People die. People lose things and don't have money.
I am lucky though. Currently, Mike and I both have jobs with a decent income. We are able to pay our bills and provide for our children. We have a few nice things and are able to buy little extras here and there.
And the things is, I don't worry about tomorrow. I don't think about what could happen. Because God has it under control. Matthew 6:34 says, "So then, do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Today has enough trouble of it's own".
And that is so true.
Does worrying change things? Does worry make you feel good? NO and NO! So stop worrying. Give it to God. He's got it all in his hands if you let it. Take each day on headstrong and leaning on the One that can hold you. If he brings you to it, he'll bring you through it. (I'm sure that quote belongs to someone, but I'm not sure whom).
So set your worries aside today and place your trust in the Father. He will wipe your worries away. Thank you God for doing that for me every day. For that I am truly blessed.
Renee
I've tried to live my life with that thought process. Don't worry, be happy. There is so much wrong with the world today. And so many people have so many problems that are worse than what I ever could fathom. People are sick. People die. People lose things and don't have money.
I am lucky though. Currently, Mike and I both have jobs with a decent income. We are able to pay our bills and provide for our children. We have a few nice things and are able to buy little extras here and there.
And the things is, I don't worry about tomorrow. I don't think about what could happen. Because God has it under control. Matthew 6:34 says, "So then, do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Today has enough trouble of it's own".
And that is so true.
Does worrying change things? Does worry make you feel good? NO and NO! So stop worrying. Give it to God. He's got it all in his hands if you let it. Take each day on headstrong and leaning on the One that can hold you. If he brings you to it, he'll bring you through it. (I'm sure that quote belongs to someone, but I'm not sure whom).
So set your worries aside today and place your trust in the Father. He will wipe your worries away. Thank you God for doing that for me every day. For that I am truly blessed.
Renee
Monday, January 30, 2012
Timing
Good and bad there is a time and place for everything.
Most of the people that know me, know I am a planner. I like for things to go a certain way at certain times. I write "to do" lists almost every day. I have calendars out the ying yang because I don't want anything getting missed. Even when I was pregnant wit Ryan, I sent my parents a list of directions on how to get to the hospital from the BG parkway and from I-75 at different times of the day or night. I even went to far as to tell them which lane in which to drive. I like things to go like clockwork.
But, if you know me, you know that doesn't always happen. When I had children I learned that timing couldn't always be, well, "timed" There is no planning with children. I mean, you can plan all you want, but if there is a dirty diaper just before you are to leave, well it may set you back a few minutes (especially in the event of a blow out). Don't you hate being late? Being the one that everyone turns to stare at when you walk in 10 minutes late.......
And things can't be rushed. Children have to be paced to do things. There has to be structure in life for things to flow well. And while it's nice to be a little early, it's not the end of the world to be on time.
So here's my thing about timing. There is a time and purpose for everything. Thank you Bible and The Beatles. If everything flows well and you're on time great. But say you're running late and then you're stuck in traffic. What you may not realize is that 10 minutes earlier there was a massive wreck on the same road you are traveling. You might have been part of that wreck had you not been running behind. Same thing if you're ahead of schedule.
God's timing is perfect. He has a reason for you to do certain things at certain times. Even though we don't always understand why things happen when they do, he knows. He planned this long before we were ever created.
So today I'm grateful timing. I'm thankful for the ways he has used me in times even when I didn't want to do something. I've been called in to work and ended up doing a most beautiful delivery. I've taken care of wonderful families when they've lost a child. It's all part of God's timing and I have to remember that.
I don't know what the good Lord has planned for me in the future......or if I even have a future.
But I do know this. God's timing is the most perfect timing of all. No matter what he does for me or you, there is a reason. So sit back and relax. God has it under control.
Renee
Most of the people that know me, know I am a planner. I like for things to go a certain way at certain times. I write "to do" lists almost every day. I have calendars out the ying yang because I don't want anything getting missed. Even when I was pregnant wit Ryan, I sent my parents a list of directions on how to get to the hospital from the BG parkway and from I-75 at different times of the day or night. I even went to far as to tell them which lane in which to drive. I like things to go like clockwork.
But, if you know me, you know that doesn't always happen. When I had children I learned that timing couldn't always be, well, "timed" There is no planning with children. I mean, you can plan all you want, but if there is a dirty diaper just before you are to leave, well it may set you back a few minutes (especially in the event of a blow out). Don't you hate being late? Being the one that everyone turns to stare at when you walk in 10 minutes late.......
And things can't be rushed. Children have to be paced to do things. There has to be structure in life for things to flow well. And while it's nice to be a little early, it's not the end of the world to be on time.
So here's my thing about timing. There is a time and purpose for everything. Thank you Bible and The Beatles. If everything flows well and you're on time great. But say you're running late and then you're stuck in traffic. What you may not realize is that 10 minutes earlier there was a massive wreck on the same road you are traveling. You might have been part of that wreck had you not been running behind. Same thing if you're ahead of schedule.
God's timing is perfect. He has a reason for you to do certain things at certain times. Even though we don't always understand why things happen when they do, he knows. He planned this long before we were ever created.
So today I'm grateful timing. I'm thankful for the ways he has used me in times even when I didn't want to do something. I've been called in to work and ended up doing a most beautiful delivery. I've taken care of wonderful families when they've lost a child. It's all part of God's timing and I have to remember that.
I don't know what the good Lord has planned for me in the future......or if I even have a future.
But I do know this. God's timing is the most perfect timing of all. No matter what he does for me or you, there is a reason. So sit back and relax. God has it under control.
Renee
Saturday, January 28, 2012
Prayer
"With every prayer and petition, pray at all times in the Spirit,
and to this end be alert, with all perseverance and requests for all the saints."
Ephesians 6:18
Prayer comes in many forms.
From the time I was a child, I was taught:
"Now I lay me down to sleep,
the Lord I pray my soul to keep.
If I should die before I wake,
I pray the Lord my soul to take
Amen"
I've taught both of my children to pray that same prayer somewhat changing the last two lines to
"may angels watch me through the night, and keep me in their blessed sight"
Regardless of how it is finished, it's a prayer to God that I wanted my children to learn.
As Ryan has gotten older, he has started his own prayers, and I usually finish them at night. It is sweet to hear him talk to God in his own way. But what's even better is the example he has set for his little brother, Alex. Even now on some nights Alex will begin his prayers with, "Thank you God for this day......" The first time it popped out of his mouth tears were flowing. I know he doesn't completely understand the importance of what he is saying, but I know it won't be long and he will. For that I am truly grateful.
As I got older I began to pray differently. Being raised in a Baptist church a lot of the prayers are the same and you could always tell what was going to be said and when they were about to be wrapped up (thank heavens some times).
But a few years ago I began seeing prayer in a different way. Not just as a few repetitious words, but as a conversation. It was a time for me to pour out my heart and let God have it ALL. To be grateful and thankful, but also repentant and ask for forgiveness. We are sinners remember....
And I pray often, throughout the day. For my family, friends, and even for my patients. Some that are just depressed for long days in the hospital or those that are sick. For those that have lost children, or the baby is not well. I've even prayed with patients before they go back for a c-section if they request. Or if the family is praying, I don't leave. I love my God and what he can do through prayer.
That being said, I have a special prayer request today. I have a friend far away that has a very sick child. He has been in and out of the hospital and right now the reason for his sickness is unknown. I want to you to pray for him, for his parents as they see their child struggle, and for the doctors and nurses that are caring for him. Pray that there will be answers and they can all get some rest, knowing God is taking care of them.
God, you know their needs. Please hold them tightly and give them peace and rest. Amen
Thank you for your prayers,
Renee
and to this end be alert, with all perseverance and requests for all the saints."
Ephesians 6:18
Prayer comes in many forms.
From the time I was a child, I was taught:
"Now I lay me down to sleep,
the Lord I pray my soul to keep.
If I should die before I wake,
I pray the Lord my soul to take
Amen"
I've taught both of my children to pray that same prayer somewhat changing the last two lines to
"may angels watch me through the night, and keep me in their blessed sight"
Regardless of how it is finished, it's a prayer to God that I wanted my children to learn.
As Ryan has gotten older, he has started his own prayers, and I usually finish them at night. It is sweet to hear him talk to God in his own way. But what's even better is the example he has set for his little brother, Alex. Even now on some nights Alex will begin his prayers with, "Thank you God for this day......" The first time it popped out of his mouth tears were flowing. I know he doesn't completely understand the importance of what he is saying, but I know it won't be long and he will. For that I am truly grateful.
As I got older I began to pray differently. Being raised in a Baptist church a lot of the prayers are the same and you could always tell what was going to be said and when they were about to be wrapped up (thank heavens some times).
But a few years ago I began seeing prayer in a different way. Not just as a few repetitious words, but as a conversation. It was a time for me to pour out my heart and let God have it ALL. To be grateful and thankful, but also repentant and ask for forgiveness. We are sinners remember....
And I pray often, throughout the day. For my family, friends, and even for my patients. Some that are just depressed for long days in the hospital or those that are sick. For those that have lost children, or the baby is not well. I've even prayed with patients before they go back for a c-section if they request. Or if the family is praying, I don't leave. I love my God and what he can do through prayer.
That being said, I have a special prayer request today. I have a friend far away that has a very sick child. He has been in and out of the hospital and right now the reason for his sickness is unknown. I want to you to pray for him, for his parents as they see their child struggle, and for the doctors and nurses that are caring for him. Pray that there will be answers and they can all get some rest, knowing God is taking care of them.
God, you know their needs. Please hold them tightly and give them peace and rest. Amen
Thank you for your prayers,
Renee
Thursday, January 26, 2012
Things
Things
They come in many shapes and sizes. And they can include everything from the smallest toy to the largest home.
As I sit here typing this from Mike's newest thing (an iPad he got for Christmas) I am reminded of how many "things" we have. Last night as Ryan was saying his prayers, he thanked God for the things we have and the fact that we can pay for things we need as well as want sometimes. I always finish the prayers and made mention that it could all be gone in the blink of an eye. That if there were to be a fire or an act of God that we could lose it all. Ryan started crying.....mostly because he got scared of there being a fire in the house (and what if I can't get out?). But for him, I think it helps to put it in perspective.
But things are just things. Yes, it would be an adjustment if the things were taken away. Even when we were at Fall Creek Falls in TN and had very limited Internet and phone access, we survived. Was it an adjustment? Yes! Of course it was! But we learned to enjoy each other even more.
So tonight, look around at your "things". I know you can't take it with you, but are you overdoing "things"? Do your kids understand that these are not as important as your treasure in heaven.
For no matter what you have on earth, it's more important what you have stored up for yourself in the afterlife. My home will one day be in heaven and these things will be useless to me. I enjoy them now, but know in the grand scheme of life they're not all that important.
Where are your priorities? Do you have your "things" in order.
Just a thought......
Renee
They come in many shapes and sizes. And they can include everything from the smallest toy to the largest home.
As I sit here typing this from Mike's newest thing (an iPad he got for Christmas) I am reminded of how many "things" we have. Last night as Ryan was saying his prayers, he thanked God for the things we have and the fact that we can pay for things we need as well as want sometimes. I always finish the prayers and made mention that it could all be gone in the blink of an eye. That if there were to be a fire or an act of God that we could lose it all. Ryan started crying.....mostly because he got scared of there being a fire in the house (and what if I can't get out?). But for him, I think it helps to put it in perspective.
But things are just things. Yes, it would be an adjustment if the things were taken away. Even when we were at Fall Creek Falls in TN and had very limited Internet and phone access, we survived. Was it an adjustment? Yes! Of course it was! But we learned to enjoy each other even more.
So tonight, look around at your "things". I know you can't take it with you, but are you overdoing "things"? Do your kids understand that these are not as important as your treasure in heaven.
For no matter what you have on earth, it's more important what you have stored up for yourself in the afterlife. My home will one day be in heaven and these things will be useless to me. I enjoy them now, but know in the grand scheme of life they're not all that important.
Where are your priorities? Do you have your "things" in order.
Just a thought......
Renee
Wednesday, January 25, 2012
Rest
Are you kidding?
This is one of the hardest things for me to do. I am pretty much on the go constantly. But as part of my new year's resolution, I am slowing down.
I am creating rest. I have to make myself slow down.
I keep myself from going to the gym.
On those days, I don't create "to do" lists.
I just live a little haphazardly (sp?). I sometimes have lunch with Mike or go get a mani/pedi. I do something for me. Sometimes (more often than not), I take a nap. And those are some of the best spent hours of my day.
You know, even God rested on the 7th day?
So I try to rest....and listen. Part of slowing down for me is listening more to what God has in store for my life. I've been so blessed over the past 39 years and I know it's because I've prayed and listened. But the older I become and the more responsibilites I have, I need to listen even more. God is not haphazard. He knows exactly what he has planned on EVERY day of my life. Amazing thought isn't it? That God knows what you're going to do 24/7, 365.... but he does.
Today I want to you stop, rest, and listen. Give God a chance to tell you something and do something great in your life today.
"I will place my breath in you and you will live; I will give you rest in your own land. Then you will know that I am the LORD. I have spoken and I will act, declares the LORD" Ezekiel 37:14
Renee
This is one of the hardest things for me to do. I am pretty much on the go constantly. But as part of my new year's resolution, I am slowing down.
I am creating rest. I have to make myself slow down.
I keep myself from going to the gym.
On those days, I don't create "to do" lists.
I just live a little haphazardly (sp?). I sometimes have lunch with Mike or go get a mani/pedi. I do something for me. Sometimes (more often than not), I take a nap. And those are some of the best spent hours of my day.
You know, even God rested on the 7th day?
So I try to rest....and listen. Part of slowing down for me is listening more to what God has in store for my life. I've been so blessed over the past 39 years and I know it's because I've prayed and listened. But the older I become and the more responsibilites I have, I need to listen even more. God is not haphazard. He knows exactly what he has planned on EVERY day of my life. Amazing thought isn't it? That God knows what you're going to do 24/7, 365.... but he does.
Today I want to you stop, rest, and listen. Give God a chance to tell you something and do something great in your life today.
"I will place my breath in you and you will live; I will give you rest in your own land. Then you will know that I am the LORD. I have spoken and I will act, declares the LORD" Ezekiel 37:14
Renee
Tuesday, January 24, 2012
Parenting
I hate being the parent some times.
It's just tough.
As I sit here watching this show, "America's Supernanny" I am in awe. I see a child so out of control and my heart breaks for these parents. I have a son with ADD and it is soooo hard some times. I know how this mom feels. How horrible she felt in the beginning because she didn't know if it was the medicine not working or the ADHD. Because she loves her children.
I know mom.
I love my kids too.
But I was just like you. I tried to be the nice mom. I tried to be the one to say, "please do ...." I tried to be the nice one and not be the "Hitler" parent. Granted, my son never was disrespectful enough to tell me to die, but we had our own set of issues. We've been through it as well.
After years of medication and behavioral therapy, we're finally in a place of happy medium most days. We still have off days. He gets upset and so do I. Some days I fly off the handle and I shouldn't. Some days I raise my voice and I feel badly for it. But I am human and I make mistakes. For the most part though, we're all happy.
Through all this, I've learned a lot about myself. I've learned I am stronger than I ever thought. I've learned it's okay to be the "director" and not the "friend". That was the hardest for me to learn. Because you see, I grew up with "Hitler". If it was to be done, it was to be done 5 minutes ago. I didn't want to raise my kids that way. I didn't want my children to be scared of me. But that's where I made the mistake. It wasn't fear they needed, but respect for me. For me as an adult and as their parent. And even though as a child I didn't like being told what to do and having such a demanding father, I understand now how important that was at the time. I respected my parents (I didn't say I was perfect). And now I respect them even more. I've realized how hard raising children really is.
I think I turned out okay.
I pray to God every day to make me a better mother. Make me more patient. Let me give them the guidance I should in a Christian way.
Best of luck moms!!! Stay strong!!!
It's just tough.
As I sit here watching this show, "America's Supernanny" I am in awe. I see a child so out of control and my heart breaks for these parents. I have a son with ADD and it is soooo hard some times. I know how this mom feels. How horrible she felt in the beginning because she didn't know if it was the medicine not working or the ADHD. Because she loves her children.
I know mom.
I love my kids too.
But I was just like you. I tried to be the nice mom. I tried to be the one to say, "please do ...." I tried to be the nice one and not be the "Hitler" parent. Granted, my son never was disrespectful enough to tell me to die, but we had our own set of issues. We've been through it as well.
After years of medication and behavioral therapy, we're finally in a place of happy medium most days. We still have off days. He gets upset and so do I. Some days I fly off the handle and I shouldn't. Some days I raise my voice and I feel badly for it. But I am human and I make mistakes. For the most part though, we're all happy.
Through all this, I've learned a lot about myself. I've learned I am stronger than I ever thought. I've learned it's okay to be the "director" and not the "friend". That was the hardest for me to learn. Because you see, I grew up with "Hitler". If it was to be done, it was to be done 5 minutes ago. I didn't want to raise my kids that way. I didn't want my children to be scared of me. But that's where I made the mistake. It wasn't fear they needed, but respect for me. For me as an adult and as their parent. And even though as a child I didn't like being told what to do and having such a demanding father, I understand now how important that was at the time. I respected my parents (I didn't say I was perfect). And now I respect them even more. I've realized how hard raising children really is.
I think I turned out okay.
I pray to God every day to make me a better mother. Make me more patient. Let me give them the guidance I should in a Christian way.
Best of luck moms!!! Stay strong!!!
Monday, January 23, 2012
Love
My name is Renee and I am an addict.
There I said it.
I love The Bachelor on ABC. I have watched every season since it's inception and have a great time every Monday night it is on. I enjoy watching the guys and girls pine for that "perfect mate". How they "fall in love" in a matter of weeks. Lust more like it, but that's what makes the show. Granted, I really feel there are some that are truly in it for the long haul; Really looking for more than fame and getting noticed. But how cool is it to be chosen and then go on these great exotic trips? Wow, that would be nice. (Although, I did get engaged in Paris, France and spent my honeymoon in Germany).
But love is more than just a few dates and a few kisses.
Love is tough. It's not always easy loving like we should.
It's called loving unconditionally.
Do you really know what that's like?
If you have children, you do. You know you would do anything in the world for that little being. And no matter what they do, even though they may disappoint, you will NEVER not love them. You may not like them for a few moments, but the love is always there.
I was lucky enough to be raised with that type of unconditional love. My parents loved me no matter what. Yes, I did things that disappointed them. I lied, ran around behind their backs (and yes they know this), and got caught. And although sometimes I felt the punishment was more than fitting for the crime.....they still loved me.
And you see, that's the way God sees us.
No matter what we've done. No matter where we've been. God on high knows exactly what has happened, and loves us regardless. My heart is overwhelmed when I think about that. So many people is this day and age just don't get that and my heart breaks for them.
I make mistakes.
I'm not perfect by any stretch of the imagination.
But I am loved.................UNCONDITIONALLY.
So are you.
God has his arms open for anyone that wants to come to him. For you to surrender it all and let him love you fully and deeply.
Today I am grateful for that love he has for me and I have for him.
Blessings,
Renee
There I said it.
I love The Bachelor on ABC. I have watched every season since it's inception and have a great time every Monday night it is on. I enjoy watching the guys and girls pine for that "perfect mate". How they "fall in love" in a matter of weeks. Lust more like it, but that's what makes the show. Granted, I really feel there are some that are truly in it for the long haul; Really looking for more than fame and getting noticed. But how cool is it to be chosen and then go on these great exotic trips? Wow, that would be nice. (Although, I did get engaged in Paris, France and spent my honeymoon in Germany).
But love is more than just a few dates and a few kisses.
Love is tough. It's not always easy loving like we should.
It's called loving unconditionally.
Do you really know what that's like?
If you have children, you do. You know you would do anything in the world for that little being. And no matter what they do, even though they may disappoint, you will NEVER not love them. You may not like them for a few moments, but the love is always there.
I was lucky enough to be raised with that type of unconditional love. My parents loved me no matter what. Yes, I did things that disappointed them. I lied, ran around behind their backs (and yes they know this), and got caught. And although sometimes I felt the punishment was more than fitting for the crime.....they still loved me.
And you see, that's the way God sees us.
No matter what we've done. No matter where we've been. God on high knows exactly what has happened, and loves us regardless. My heart is overwhelmed when I think about that. So many people is this day and age just don't get that and my heart breaks for them.
I make mistakes.
I'm not perfect by any stretch of the imagination.
But I am loved.................UNCONDITIONALLY.
So are you.
God has his arms open for anyone that wants to come to him. For you to surrender it all and let him love you fully and deeply.
Today I am grateful for that love he has for me and I have for him.
Blessings,
Renee
Saturday, January 21, 2012
Dreams
Are you a dreamer?
I certainly am. I am one of those people that dream and wake in the middle wondering what would have happened.
But this post is about other dreams. This one is about dreams for your life.
You see, I was always raised with the thought put in my head to dream big. You can do whatever you want to do in life. There is nothing stopping you, but YOU! Everyone really does have the same opportunities in this life. If you come from the richest of rich or the poorest of poor, if you work hard enough you can achieve your dream.
I've have always worked for what I wanted. I had loans and pell grants to pay for school. I had scholarships that I used to pay for book and other items. I didn't have parents that paid my way. And in a way, that was a good thing. I didn't go and blow 4 years of college to finish without a degree or clue of what I wanted to do. When I went, I knew what I wanted and I worked hard to attain it.
I say this because of what Ryan said tonight at dinner. He has decided he no longer wants to be a paleontologist.( he doesn't want to have to go to Australia, he says) He's chosen another direction. He wants to be a scientist. I love that! I love that my son dreams big. I love that my son understands he can do whatever he wants. BTW, he wants to be like one of the people on his favorite fish shows.....part scientist, part detective, part angler........okay son, whatever.
Do you have dreams?
What are you doing to attain them?
Are you really working hard for what you want in life?
Pray about it and let God lead you where you need to go.
Renee
I certainly am. I am one of those people that dream and wake in the middle wondering what would have happened.
But this post is about other dreams. This one is about dreams for your life.
You see, I was always raised with the thought put in my head to dream big. You can do whatever you want to do in life. There is nothing stopping you, but YOU! Everyone really does have the same opportunities in this life. If you come from the richest of rich or the poorest of poor, if you work hard enough you can achieve your dream.
I've have always worked for what I wanted. I had loans and pell grants to pay for school. I had scholarships that I used to pay for book and other items. I didn't have parents that paid my way. And in a way, that was a good thing. I didn't go and blow 4 years of college to finish without a degree or clue of what I wanted to do. When I went, I knew what I wanted and I worked hard to attain it.
I say this because of what Ryan said tonight at dinner. He has decided he no longer wants to be a paleontologist.( he doesn't want to have to go to Australia, he says) He's chosen another direction. He wants to be a scientist. I love that! I love that my son dreams big. I love that my son understands he can do whatever he wants. BTW, he wants to be like one of the people on his favorite fish shows.....part scientist, part detective, part angler........okay son, whatever.
Do you have dreams?
What are you doing to attain them?
Are you really working hard for what you want in life?
Pray about it and let God lead you where you need to go.
Renee
Thursday, January 19, 2012
nothing spectacular
Nothing really spectacular today. I'm just glad to be alive.
Some days are harder than other to get moving....especially the early mornings. But I have to realize, at least I can.
I took care of a young lady recently with a disorder that makes it difficult to move. She was pregnant with her first child. Although she gets around, some days are more difficult than others. I think of her and trying to care for a newborn. How lucky am I that, even though I had a cesarean, and it hurt to move....once I was able, I WAS ABLE. I could get up and care for my child(ren) whenever they needed me.
Little things like that have a tendency to put life in to perspective just a little.....
Renee
Some days are harder than other to get moving....especially the early mornings. But I have to realize, at least I can.
I took care of a young lady recently with a disorder that makes it difficult to move. She was pregnant with her first child. Although she gets around, some days are more difficult than others. I think of her and trying to care for a newborn. How lucky am I that, even though I had a cesarean, and it hurt to move....once I was able, I WAS ABLE. I could get up and care for my child(ren) whenever they needed me.
Little things like that have a tendency to put life in to perspective just a little.....
Renee
Monday, January 16, 2012
coffee grounds
Just a short thought before heading off to bed.....
As I was cleaning the kitchen tonight (one of my least favorite things to do), I rummaged around picking up "things". Everywhere I look there are little things just left to chance. The sugar container moved from the shelf to the counter and not replaced. The pile of books to be put away. The few dishes in the sink drainer that may not be dry from the dishwasher. There's always something. But then there's the coffee grounds. Oh my goodness. I don't drink it.....Mike does. So I feel it's his responsibility to clean up after himself and empty the grounds when he's done.
My grampa passed away almost 9 years ago. I remember his laugh and teddy bear hugs. How he sat in his favorite blue recliner. I remember how he used to cough and clear his throat. And how he used to make me breakfast when I woke up after sleeping the day at their home when I was in nursing school. These are my memories. But you know a memory that my granny remembers? Coffee grounds.......that sounds crazy right? But not really. You see...she used to get frustrated with grampa for not emptying the coffee grounds when he was done with the coffee. But after he passed away, she said how she wished she could fuss at him just one more time. One more time to fuss about something little and insignificant.
I don't write this to make people cry (as I am bawling as I type this). But what I do want is for you to take each day in stride. Don't fuss over the little things. These are the things that make life go round. The things that make life "work". Yeah, those little things might be nerve racking, but they're just THINGS.
So today, stop fussing over the coffee grounds. Life is short and there may come a day when the coffee grounds are no longer there. Tonight I'm thankful for them.
Renee
As I was cleaning the kitchen tonight (one of my least favorite things to do), I rummaged around picking up "things". Everywhere I look there are little things just left to chance. The sugar container moved from the shelf to the counter and not replaced. The pile of books to be put away. The few dishes in the sink drainer that may not be dry from the dishwasher. There's always something. But then there's the coffee grounds. Oh my goodness. I don't drink it.....Mike does. So I feel it's his responsibility to clean up after himself and empty the grounds when he's done.
My grampa passed away almost 9 years ago. I remember his laugh and teddy bear hugs. How he sat in his favorite blue recliner. I remember how he used to cough and clear his throat. And how he used to make me breakfast when I woke up after sleeping the day at their home when I was in nursing school. These are my memories. But you know a memory that my granny remembers? Coffee grounds.......that sounds crazy right? But not really. You see...she used to get frustrated with grampa for not emptying the coffee grounds when he was done with the coffee. But after he passed away, she said how she wished she could fuss at him just one more time. One more time to fuss about something little and insignificant.
I don't write this to make people cry (as I am bawling as I type this). But what I do want is for you to take each day in stride. Don't fuss over the little things. These are the things that make life go round. The things that make life "work". Yeah, those little things might be nerve racking, but they're just THINGS.
So today, stop fussing over the coffee grounds. Life is short and there may come a day when the coffee grounds are no longer there. Tonight I'm thankful for them.
Renee
Sunday, January 15, 2012
Snow
I love snow.
Snow is beautiful when it falls. The peacefulness of watching it and blanket the earth is just overwhelming. It's most beautiful, I feel, at night. I love to stand at the window, looking out at the street lights as it falls, ever so gently. I love the new morning when it is undisturbed. Of course, that doesn't last long. By the time morning traffic hits, it's crazy and the dark mess is shoved to the side. It gets a little ugly after a while......just in time for another snow to come along and cover it all again. Another beautiful ending to a day.
But see, there is so much more to snow than just snow. God is like snow.
That blanket of perfection.
Totally undisturbed by human touch.
He is the one and only.
And then there's us. We are that dirty snow. We are the sinners that have made mistakes. We are the ones that make a mess of things. We are the ones that make things dirty again.
BUT......
There is that hope of new fallen snow. The graciousness of God that allows us to be completely and totally redeemed from all of our mistakes. We have the choice to make Christ our Savior. He is the one that cleans us and makes us pure again......
just like fallen snow.
I am not perfect. I am a sinner saved by grace. But you see, I have the blanket of that new fallen snow. I know that when my time comes, I will be wrapped and taken to the most beautiful, serene place.
Probably covered with snow........
Jesus paid it all,
All to Him I owe;
Sin had left a crimson stain,
He washed it white as snow.
Are you coming with me?
Renee
Snow is beautiful when it falls. The peacefulness of watching it and blanket the earth is just overwhelming. It's most beautiful, I feel, at night. I love to stand at the window, looking out at the street lights as it falls, ever so gently. I love the new morning when it is undisturbed. Of course, that doesn't last long. By the time morning traffic hits, it's crazy and the dark mess is shoved to the side. It gets a little ugly after a while......just in time for another snow to come along and cover it all again. Another beautiful ending to a day.
But see, there is so much more to snow than just snow. God is like snow.
That blanket of perfection.
Totally undisturbed by human touch.
He is the one and only.
And then there's us. We are that dirty snow. We are the sinners that have made mistakes. We are the ones that make a mess of things. We are the ones that make things dirty again.
BUT......
There is that hope of new fallen snow. The graciousness of God that allows us to be completely and totally redeemed from all of our mistakes. We have the choice to make Christ our Savior. He is the one that cleans us and makes us pure again......
just like fallen snow.
I am not perfect. I am a sinner saved by grace. But you see, I have the blanket of that new fallen snow. I know that when my time comes, I will be wrapped and taken to the most beautiful, serene place.
Probably covered with snow........
Jesus paid it all,
All to Him I owe;
Sin had left a crimson stain,
He washed it white as snow.
Are you coming with me?
Renee
Friday, January 13, 2012
Job
Working in labor and delivery, things can change very quickly. The board can be relatively empty and patients begin to come in by the droves.....one right after another. Hence the reason we have to take call. We can be called at any time. Before the shift or even at 3am. It's kind of a bummer some times, but it's part of my job.
Last night I was on call. Luckily no phone call by 5:30, so off to the gym I went. I had already taught a class Thursday morning, but my friends Allison and Stephanie teach Turbo Kick on Thursday nights and I LOVE me some Turbo kick (I'm getting certified to teach in March). I checked my phone multiple times throughout class to make sure there wasn't a missed call for the halls of labor. Luckily I made it through until the very end. At 6:41 I got the call........On any other given day it wouldn't have been a big deal, but we only have an hour. The roads were starting to ice and snow over and driving was difficult. By the time I made it home, ran in, and showered I was right back out the door. When I got to work it wasn't as bad as they thought :) I stayed around until 1am and got to return to my warm home. I say "home" because Ryan was in my bed. I had to sleep in his until 6 this morning.....
Anyway, you know God just knows how you need to be somewhere at a certain time? This just happened to be one of those nights. I had the pleasure of meeting a wonderful couple having their first child. She was so nervous. But I was able to joke with her and help put her at ease. I enjoyed getting to know her and her family as they prepared for the delivery of this beautiful baby. This was part of my job. This is the part I love the most.
So today I"m grateful for my job. When so many other people aren't able to work at all, or have lost their jobs and not been able to find another. I am able to go to a job that has healthcare benefits, that pays a good wage, and helps me provide for my husband and children. We have a home, clothes, and food on the table at every meal. God blessed me with a brain, college education, and a body that allows me to work. I am grateful.
Last night I was on call. Luckily no phone call by 5:30, so off to the gym I went. I had already taught a class Thursday morning, but my friends Allison and Stephanie teach Turbo Kick on Thursday nights and I LOVE me some Turbo kick (I'm getting certified to teach in March). I checked my phone multiple times throughout class to make sure there wasn't a missed call for the halls of labor. Luckily I made it through until the very end. At 6:41 I got the call........On any other given day it wouldn't have been a big deal, but we only have an hour. The roads were starting to ice and snow over and driving was difficult. By the time I made it home, ran in, and showered I was right back out the door. When I got to work it wasn't as bad as they thought :) I stayed around until 1am and got to return to my warm home. I say "home" because Ryan was in my bed. I had to sleep in his until 6 this morning.....
Anyway, you know God just knows how you need to be somewhere at a certain time? This just happened to be one of those nights. I had the pleasure of meeting a wonderful couple having their first child. She was so nervous. But I was able to joke with her and help put her at ease. I enjoyed getting to know her and her family as they prepared for the delivery of this beautiful baby. This was part of my job. This is the part I love the most.
So today I"m grateful for my job. When so many other people aren't able to work at all, or have lost their jobs and not been able to find another. I am able to go to a job that has healthcare benefits, that pays a good wage, and helps me provide for my husband and children. We have a home, clothes, and food on the table at every meal. God blessed me with a brain, college education, and a body that allows me to work. I am grateful.
Wednesday, January 11, 2012
Me
This blog post isn't about me.
Well, it sort of is.
But it's for a lot of women as well.
It's no secret I do not have children that are sleepers. They both were difficult from birth to make nap and sleep at night. Granted, Alexander has always been easier to get to sleep, but still some nights is quite a challenge.
Last night was no exception....I put Ryan to bed at 7:30 (due to some previous unfortunate circumstances) and he was down for the count. Alexander was playing on the computer so I let him stay for a little while longer. I really didn't see this as much of a problem until bedtime. You see, I should have kept the routine with Alex going to bed as soon as Ryan and he wouldn't have known the difference, but he did.......and REFUSED to go to bed. Seriously child? Are you kidding me? It was an all out screaming and kicking fit when I left his room. Then I heard over and over in that poor, sad kid, crying voice,
"Mommy, mommy, I need you!!!"
"What is it honey?"
"I need to give you this".....in which a bear hug ensued.
Thinking that would solve world problems, another hug and kiss it was and I exited the room; just to hear him come out again 10 minutes later. This went on for over an hour. I was beginning to get a little frustrated so I just opted to take off my slippers and crawl in bed with him. He thought it was the greatest thing ever. Oddly enough, the song playing on his playlist at that time was a song by Plumb entitled, "Me". I cry every time I listen to it. I'm putting in the video from youtube. Although it's not really the video, it's more of a picture and all the words from the song. But listen to it. The basic gist of the song is that it's "me" you need.
That's right
Me
Mom
The fixer of all things good and evil, the lover and hater of everything, grocery shopper, chauffer, & cook just to name a few.
And that's okay.
Because you see, there are some women that will never have this void filled in their life. God has given me the greatest gift in the world called motherhood, and for that I will be forever grateful.
So when my kids don't want to sleep, or get up at 4AM just to snuggle in my bed, I will remember it's "ME" they need. When you get frustrated, be grateful that you are there for them and it's YOU they need. In an instant it can all be gone.
Blessings,
Me
Well, it sort of is.
But it's for a lot of women as well.
It's no secret I do not have children that are sleepers. They both were difficult from birth to make nap and sleep at night. Granted, Alexander has always been easier to get to sleep, but still some nights is quite a challenge.
Last night was no exception....I put Ryan to bed at 7:30 (due to some previous unfortunate circumstances) and he was down for the count. Alexander was playing on the computer so I let him stay for a little while longer. I really didn't see this as much of a problem until bedtime. You see, I should have kept the routine with Alex going to bed as soon as Ryan and he wouldn't have known the difference, but he did.......and REFUSED to go to bed. Seriously child? Are you kidding me? It was an all out screaming and kicking fit when I left his room. Then I heard over and over in that poor, sad kid, crying voice,
"Mommy, mommy, I need you!!!"
"What is it honey?"
"I need to give you this".....in which a bear hug ensued.
Thinking that would solve world problems, another hug and kiss it was and I exited the room; just to hear him come out again 10 minutes later. This went on for over an hour. I was beginning to get a little frustrated so I just opted to take off my slippers and crawl in bed with him. He thought it was the greatest thing ever. Oddly enough, the song playing on his playlist at that time was a song by Plumb entitled, "Me". I cry every time I listen to it. I'm putting in the video from youtube. Although it's not really the video, it's more of a picture and all the words from the song. But listen to it. The basic gist of the song is that it's "me" you need.
That's right
Me
Mom
The fixer of all things good and evil, the lover and hater of everything, grocery shopper, chauffer, & cook just to name a few.
And that's okay.
Because you see, there are some women that will never have this void filled in their life. God has given me the greatest gift in the world called motherhood, and for that I will be forever grateful.
So when my kids don't want to sleep, or get up at 4AM just to snuggle in my bed, I will remember it's "ME" they need. When you get frustrated, be grateful that you are there for them and it's YOU they need. In an instant it can all be gone.
Blessings,
Me
Tuesday, January 10, 2012
Water
Water?
Really?
Yes, really.....
For many years, pretty much my entire life, I have not been a big water drinker. Yes I would drink it if I was really hot, or if I had just been to the gym. But to just drink the water....not so much. You see, I am a Diet Pepsi addict ( no I don't get any extra money for saying that). I just enjoy the taste. For many years it's been the first thing I drink when I get up & the last thing before I go to bed. Yes, I know it's very pathetic. We all have our vices and this is one of mine.
But...........as part of my New Year's resolution, I have chosen to drink 100oz of water a day. That's 3 liters of water!!! I know it sounds crazy but according to research, with the amount I work out and calories I burn I should drink 2.8 liters of water. WOW!!! Now I have to say that I don't always make my 100 ounces, but I am sure trying. I have limited myself to one diet pepsi a day and drink water and tea (some sweet of course!!) There are days I'm in the bathroom every hour and some nights at work I'm praying for a potty break!!
But here's the thing. We are so lucky to have water. Water you can get from any tap anywhere.
Our water is clean.
Our water is refreshing.
Our water is essentially free.
There are so many other places on this earth that don't have clean drinking water. They are drinking from the same water in which they bathe. The same water their animals walk through and drink from as well. That sounds gross, but it's what they are accustomed to doing in their life. Can you imagine? I can't. I've always been lucky enough to have water to wash clothes, wash dishes, take a shower in, and drink.
I've taken it for granted long enough. I'm choosing to use what I am fortunate enough to have. Will you join me on this quest. Try drinking one extra glass of water today. It will make your body happy and increase your metabolism.
Happy drinking :0)
Renee
Really?
Yes, really.....
For many years, pretty much my entire life, I have not been a big water drinker. Yes I would drink it if I was really hot, or if I had just been to the gym. But to just drink the water....not so much. You see, I am a Diet Pepsi addict ( no I don't get any extra money for saying that). I just enjoy the taste. For many years it's been the first thing I drink when I get up & the last thing before I go to bed. Yes, I know it's very pathetic. We all have our vices and this is one of mine.
But...........as part of my New Year's resolution, I have chosen to drink 100oz of water a day. That's 3 liters of water!!! I know it sounds crazy but according to research, with the amount I work out and calories I burn I should drink 2.8 liters of water. WOW!!! Now I have to say that I don't always make my 100 ounces, but I am sure trying. I have limited myself to one diet pepsi a day and drink water and tea (some sweet of course!!) There are days I'm in the bathroom every hour and some nights at work I'm praying for a potty break!!
But here's the thing. We are so lucky to have water. Water you can get from any tap anywhere.
Our water is clean.
Our water is refreshing.
Our water is essentially free.
There are so many other places on this earth that don't have clean drinking water. They are drinking from the same water in which they bathe. The same water their animals walk through and drink from as well. That sounds gross, but it's what they are accustomed to doing in their life. Can you imagine? I can't. I've always been lucky enough to have water to wash clothes, wash dishes, take a shower in, and drink.
I've taken it for granted long enough. I'm choosing to use what I am fortunate enough to have. Will you join me on this quest. Try drinking one extra glass of water today. It will make your body happy and increase your metabolism.
Happy drinking :0)
Renee
Monday, January 9, 2012
Laughter
Nothing makes my heart happier than hearing people laugh.....especially my children.
There is nothing like it in the world. Whether they are playing together or sitting alone watching cartoons.
I love knowing they are happy. And even some times when they aren't....I can make them smile and a little laugh cures all.
I know it's not always that easy to laugh, but letting it out feels so good. It's such a release. Even if you are feeling down or have a headache...think of the last time you laughed so hard you almost wet yourself. Or the last time a drink almost spewed from your mouth or out of your nose. Please tell me those things have happened to you and I am not the only one.
So smile today....think of something funny that has happened recently....and let it out.
Let out a laugh and enjoy burning a few calories without moving.
My great hope is to laugh as much as I cry; to get my work done and try to love somebody and have the courage to accept the love in return.
Maya Angelou
There is nothing like it in the world. Whether they are playing together or sitting alone watching cartoons.
I love knowing they are happy. And even some times when they aren't....I can make them smile and a little laugh cures all.
I know it's not always that easy to laugh, but letting it out feels so good. It's such a release. Even if you are feeling down or have a headache...think of the last time you laughed so hard you almost wet yourself. Or the last time a drink almost spewed from your mouth or out of your nose. Please tell me those things have happened to you and I am not the only one.
So smile today....think of something funny that has happened recently....and let it out.
Let out a laugh and enjoy burning a few calories without moving.
My great hope is to laugh as much as I cry; to get my work done and try to love somebody and have the courage to accept the love in return.
Maya Angelou
Sunday, January 8, 2012
Patience
I, therefore, the prisoner for the Lord,
urge you to live worthily of the calling
with which you have been called,
with humility and gentleness,
with PATIENCE,
bearing with one another in love,
making every effort to keep the unity of the Spirit
in the bond of peace. Ephesians 4:1-3
Wow! Sometimes things just SCREAM at me!
If you know me, you know I am not a very patient person. I don't do well with people who "just don't get it". I am easily frustrated and after so much will have an outburst.
Things have gotten better as I have aged.
And having children has helped some as well because I learned early on....they "just don't get it". And they're not supposed to. That doesn't make it any easier some days. The littles try my patience daily. And although I try my hardest to be patient and understanding, some days are better than others. My hardest time comes on days like today when I have places I HAVE to get to. And I've worked the night before.....sleep is lacking and children aren't paying attention. They would rather do other things. So would I most days, but as an adult I don't have the option (how we wish we could have the naivety and carefree life of a child again).
As I was working with Ryan on his school work this afternoon (things he refused to complete in class) I was reminded ever so harshly about patience. I get very frustrated when he does something wrong that I know he can do. He is so smart...sometimes too smart for his own good. He would just sit there and stare at the sheet of paper with a blank look on his face. He knows what to do, but chooses to not. My patience wore thin. I raised my voice some and he began to cry. I've always said I would never win mother of the year award. I am not perfect and I have faults. I felt badly for that. If I would have just taken a step back and a deep breath. Isn't that what I tell him to do when he gets frustrated? Sometimes I should follow my own rules.
Slow down.
Take a step back.
Take a breath.
Say a prayer.
Try again.
God please give me the patience I need as a mom. Some days I am overwhelmed with life and my frustration levels seem to peak at the wrong times. Please give me a sense of peace knowing you are there with your hand on my shoulder, guiding me every step of the way. Help me to be the Christian example of a mom I know you want me to be for my boys. Thank you for what you give to me and the patience you have with me as a human sinner. Your blessings are overwhelming. Amen
Renee
urge you to live worthily of the calling
with which you have been called,
with humility and gentleness,
with PATIENCE,
bearing with one another in love,
making every effort to keep the unity of the Spirit
in the bond of peace. Ephesians 4:1-3
Wow! Sometimes things just SCREAM at me!
If you know me, you know I am not a very patient person. I don't do well with people who "just don't get it". I am easily frustrated and after so much will have an outburst.
Things have gotten better as I have aged.
And having children has helped some as well because I learned early on....they "just don't get it". And they're not supposed to. That doesn't make it any easier some days. The littles try my patience daily. And although I try my hardest to be patient and understanding, some days are better than others. My hardest time comes on days like today when I have places I HAVE to get to. And I've worked the night before.....sleep is lacking and children aren't paying attention. They would rather do other things. So would I most days, but as an adult I don't have the option (how we wish we could have the naivety and carefree life of a child again).
As I was working with Ryan on his school work this afternoon (things he refused to complete in class) I was reminded ever so harshly about patience. I get very frustrated when he does something wrong that I know he can do. He is so smart...sometimes too smart for his own good. He would just sit there and stare at the sheet of paper with a blank look on his face. He knows what to do, but chooses to not. My patience wore thin. I raised my voice some and he began to cry. I've always said I would never win mother of the year award. I am not perfect and I have faults. I felt badly for that. If I would have just taken a step back and a deep breath. Isn't that what I tell him to do when he gets frustrated? Sometimes I should follow my own rules.
Slow down.
Take a step back.
Take a breath.
Say a prayer.
Try again.
God please give me the patience I need as a mom. Some days I am overwhelmed with life and my frustration levels seem to peak at the wrong times. Please give me a sense of peace knowing you are there with your hand on my shoulder, guiding me every step of the way. Help me to be the Christian example of a mom I know you want me to be for my boys. Thank you for what you give to me and the patience you have with me as a human sinner. Your blessings are overwhelming. Amen
Renee
Friday, January 6, 2012
Nostalgia
Today's post is nothing profound.
For me it's just something from the heart.
Today as I was perusing one of my friend's updates on facebook, I found myself in the same place. You see, she started remembering things from our past. Things from our home town in Newton, MS. A little town of about 3000 people.
It was our own little "Mayberry" of sorts. Everyone knew everyone else.....and everyone's business. We had our own "Barney Fife". His name was Clarence. I don't even know if he's still alive, but if he is, I'm sure he's still driving 10 miles an hour through town just waiting for something big to happen.
There was Hailey's Hardware store on the left corner just as you drove in to town from my house. I remember visiting there many times as a child with my dad. Looking for the perfect bolt or nail to do some sort of wood work. Dad was always using the router and saw for something.
There was a little mom and pop grocery store just next to it. I think is was called Mason's Grocery. We would go in there in get a few things here and there and "put it on the tab". On payday, the tab got paid.
Of course there was The Brass Knob...the ritzy clothes that we couldn't afford. I remember in 3rd grade going in there to get a specific "hang 10 hat" I wanted the blue satin one, but all they had left was green. I got it....my mom paid $10 for it and almost had a heart attack. That was a lot of money back then. Of course I was made fun of because mine wasn't blue like everyone else's, but I had a "hang 10 hat" nonetheless.
There were other little places that stood out like The Rainbow Cafe and Feldman's. I worked in their warehouse when I was in high school for a while. I really enjoyed that because I got first dibs on clothes that came through. I remember buying my first pair of Guess jeans and Tretorn shoes. I need to find another pair of those......
One of my favorite places was the drug store with the ice cream parlor. They had the old fashioned ice cream that was scooped from a bin and made milk shakes. Although we never got a lot of them, it's something I remember vividly.
There was also The Newton Record...our local paper. It is no longer in print, but at the time anything and everything was put in there. From births and deaths, marriages and divorces, and even if you had somebody come to town for a visit. Like I said, everyone knew everyone....and their business.
I grew up going to Calvary Baptist Church and then First Baptist Church as a youth. My life revolved around Sunday morning, Sunday night, and Wednesday night. We were there every time the doors opened. I went on all of the retreats and trips and stayed for all of the lock-ins on holidays. Oh those were some fantastic times!!! I could tell stories for days about trips we took. The youth/music minister is still there after all these years. I grew up babysitting his children and now they are married and one is expecting her first child, a baby girl.
You know, they say not to look back on the past because it can't be changed. But every now and then you need to take a look. The past is what defines our present. It's what makes us who we are today. Although I choose not to live there now, I wouldn't go back and change a thing about the way I was raised or where it happened. I made wonderful friends and memories all along the way. I grew a strong foundation of Faith in the church. My parents told me no matter what, I could always be whatever I wanted. Some people think that growing up in a small town, you may never get out. But I beg to differ. I left 15 years ago. I stayed and made a life for myself here in Lexington.
And although I love living in a big city and having everything at my fingertips, I do sometimes long for home.
For that comfort of everyone knowing everyone. Knowing that if something happens, your neighbor will always be there.
So now, take a look back.
Be grateful for where you came from and look ahead to where you are going. The future is only as bright as you make it.
The past can't be rewritten, but it can make us stronger. Be thankful for every change, for every heart break, for every scar.
Renee
For me it's just something from the heart.
Today as I was perusing one of my friend's updates on facebook, I found myself in the same place. You see, she started remembering things from our past. Things from our home town in Newton, MS. A little town of about 3000 people.
It was our own little "Mayberry" of sorts. Everyone knew everyone else.....and everyone's business. We had our own "Barney Fife". His name was Clarence. I don't even know if he's still alive, but if he is, I'm sure he's still driving 10 miles an hour through town just waiting for something big to happen.
There was Hailey's Hardware store on the left corner just as you drove in to town from my house. I remember visiting there many times as a child with my dad. Looking for the perfect bolt or nail to do some sort of wood work. Dad was always using the router and saw for something.
There was a little mom and pop grocery store just next to it. I think is was called Mason's Grocery. We would go in there in get a few things here and there and "put it on the tab". On payday, the tab got paid.
Of course there was The Brass Knob...the ritzy clothes that we couldn't afford. I remember in 3rd grade going in there to get a specific "hang 10 hat" I wanted the blue satin one, but all they had left was green. I got it....my mom paid $10 for it and almost had a heart attack. That was a lot of money back then. Of course I was made fun of because mine wasn't blue like everyone else's, but I had a "hang 10 hat" nonetheless.
There were other little places that stood out like The Rainbow Cafe and Feldman's. I worked in their warehouse when I was in high school for a while. I really enjoyed that because I got first dibs on clothes that came through. I remember buying my first pair of Guess jeans and Tretorn shoes. I need to find another pair of those......
One of my favorite places was the drug store with the ice cream parlor. They had the old fashioned ice cream that was scooped from a bin and made milk shakes. Although we never got a lot of them, it's something I remember vividly.
There was also The Newton Record...our local paper. It is no longer in print, but at the time anything and everything was put in there. From births and deaths, marriages and divorces, and even if you had somebody come to town for a visit. Like I said, everyone knew everyone....and their business.
I grew up going to Calvary Baptist Church and then First Baptist Church as a youth. My life revolved around Sunday morning, Sunday night, and Wednesday night. We were there every time the doors opened. I went on all of the retreats and trips and stayed for all of the lock-ins on holidays. Oh those were some fantastic times!!! I could tell stories for days about trips we took. The youth/music minister is still there after all these years. I grew up babysitting his children and now they are married and one is expecting her first child, a baby girl.
You know, they say not to look back on the past because it can't be changed. But every now and then you need to take a look. The past is what defines our present. It's what makes us who we are today. Although I choose not to live there now, I wouldn't go back and change a thing about the way I was raised or where it happened. I made wonderful friends and memories all along the way. I grew a strong foundation of Faith in the church. My parents told me no matter what, I could always be whatever I wanted. Some people think that growing up in a small town, you may never get out. But I beg to differ. I left 15 years ago. I stayed and made a life for myself here in Lexington.
And although I love living in a big city and having everything at my fingertips, I do sometimes long for home.
For that comfort of everyone knowing everyone. Knowing that if something happens, your neighbor will always be there.
So now, take a look back.
Be grateful for where you came from and look ahead to where you are going. The future is only as bright as you make it.
The past can't be rewritten, but it can make us stronger. Be thankful for every change, for every heart break, for every scar.
Renee
Thursday, January 5, 2012
Trust
"Trust in the Lord with all your heart
and lean not on your own understanding.
In all your ways, acknowledge HIM
and HE will direct your paths." Proverbs 3:5-6
These are two verses I learned at a very young age in Bible Drills. And even though the Bible holds many truths, this one stands strong for me.
Many of you know I was married before I met and married Mike.
He was my high school sweetheart. We were destined to be together forever. Or so I thought at the smartest age of 18 :) Through a series of events and 8 years of marriage later, we went our separate ways. It was difficult for me to be on my own for the first time as an adult. I didn't know where to go or how to act. I had never been an adult before that wasn't married.
I had to begin to trust in God even more so at this time in my life. Even though I had been raised in a Christian home and accepted Christ as my Savior when I was 12, I had had my times of wandering. As we all do. We are human. There is no one on this earth that is perfect. But the more I trusted, the more I could see clearly where I was to go in life.
I've had my share of ups and downs in my life and in my marriages, but my faith and trust in the good Lord above is what gives me strength. I know without a shadow of a doubt that leaning on him at ALL times...knowing he is there for ME (little ole me) at ALL times is my life....well, that's what gets me through. I don't just pray when I want/need something. I pray all the time. And it may sound corny to some, but prayer throughout my day is what keeps me going. Whether it's for someone in particular or for something I've seen that breaks my heart.
Are you trusting today?
Are you allowing God to hold your hand? To walk with you on your journey?
Always know you can trust that God's love is there just waiting for you to accept it. He never takes it away.
I am grateful today for the faith and trust I have in Jesus. Without him I wouldn't be who I am today.
Renee
and lean not on your own understanding.
In all your ways, acknowledge HIM
and HE will direct your paths." Proverbs 3:5-6
These are two verses I learned at a very young age in Bible Drills. And even though the Bible holds many truths, this one stands strong for me.
Many of you know I was married before I met and married Mike.
He was my high school sweetheart. We were destined to be together forever. Or so I thought at the smartest age of 18 :) Through a series of events and 8 years of marriage later, we went our separate ways. It was difficult for me to be on my own for the first time as an adult. I didn't know where to go or how to act. I had never been an adult before that wasn't married.
I had to begin to trust in God even more so at this time in my life. Even though I had been raised in a Christian home and accepted Christ as my Savior when I was 12, I had had my times of wandering. As we all do. We are human. There is no one on this earth that is perfect. But the more I trusted, the more I could see clearly where I was to go in life.
I've had my share of ups and downs in my life and in my marriages, but my faith and trust in the good Lord above is what gives me strength. I know without a shadow of a doubt that leaning on him at ALL times...knowing he is there for ME (little ole me) at ALL times is my life....well, that's what gets me through. I don't just pray when I want/need something. I pray all the time. And it may sound corny to some, but prayer throughout my day is what keeps me going. Whether it's for someone in particular or for something I've seen that breaks my heart.
Are you trusting today?
Are you allowing God to hold your hand? To walk with you on your journey?
Always know you can trust that God's love is there just waiting for you to accept it. He never takes it away.
I am grateful today for the faith and trust I have in Jesus. Without him I wouldn't be who I am today.
Renee
Wednesday, January 4, 2012
all shapes and sizes
As weird as this may sound, today I am grateful for my body.
What? you may ask....
I know. I don't have a Victoria Secret model body. I'm not even thin. I think I'm actually considered obese according to my BMI. But you know what? It's my body. This one God has given me to live in and support until my dying day. And I am able to move. There are so many people in this world that aren't able to. I walk, run, and dance my heart out teaching Zumba Fitness anywhere from 4-6 times a week. WOW!!! I am blessed!!!!
Being a group fitness instructor has allowed me to see and be seen. People look at me almost every day. My job is to encourage and support people on their journey of fitness. Most of the people in my classes see me as the "real" instructor. I think because I am not that stick skinny, barbie doll leading the class that everyone looks at and says, "wow, I wish I could look like that". What most people don't realize is their body type (those skinny instructors) is their's and their's alone. And most of them have been doing this for 20+ years. I mean, if you worked out for a living for 20 years you'd probably look that way too.
I've only been teaching for a year, but it has changed my body shape immensely. Yes, I was a gym and group fitness junkie for years before I ever began teaching, but it took losing weight for me to be able to say, "okay, now I can do this". Oddly enough, I have the physical stamina that could out move some of those cute little stick figures running around the gym in their "undies". You know the ones.....that wear nothing but the bra and a pair of shorts. But anyway...my shape has changed. And even though I've gained a few pounds (which I vow to lose, plus some), my body shape is the same. I work hard at what I do and want people to know that we, our bodies, are a work in progress. Changes don't happen over night, or even over a week. Change takes time. As much as we want to blink and lose 50 lbs., it's just not going to happen.
So today, be grateful for the body you have been given by the good Lord above. They come in all shapes and sizes. He made you and knows every part about you.
Take care of it and work on it slowly....
one day at a time.....
And one day, you too, will see and change in your shape and size.
Hope you've had a wonderful Wednesday.
Renee
What? you may ask....
I know. I don't have a Victoria Secret model body. I'm not even thin. I think I'm actually considered obese according to my BMI. But you know what? It's my body. This one God has given me to live in and support until my dying day. And I am able to move. There are so many people in this world that aren't able to. I walk, run, and dance my heart out teaching Zumba Fitness anywhere from 4-6 times a week. WOW!!! I am blessed!!!!
Being a group fitness instructor has allowed me to see and be seen. People look at me almost every day. My job is to encourage and support people on their journey of fitness. Most of the people in my classes see me as the "real" instructor. I think because I am not that stick skinny, barbie doll leading the class that everyone looks at and says, "wow, I wish I could look like that". What most people don't realize is their body type (those skinny instructors) is their's and their's alone. And most of them have been doing this for 20+ years. I mean, if you worked out for a living for 20 years you'd probably look that way too.
I've only been teaching for a year, but it has changed my body shape immensely. Yes, I was a gym and group fitness junkie for years before I ever began teaching, but it took losing weight for me to be able to say, "okay, now I can do this". Oddly enough, I have the physical stamina that could out move some of those cute little stick figures running around the gym in their "undies". You know the ones.....that wear nothing but the bra and a pair of shorts. But anyway...my shape has changed. And even though I've gained a few pounds (which I vow to lose, plus some), my body shape is the same. I work hard at what I do and want people to know that we, our bodies, are a work in progress. Changes don't happen over night, or even over a week. Change takes time. As much as we want to blink and lose 50 lbs., it's just not going to happen.
So today, be grateful for the body you have been given by the good Lord above. They come in all shapes and sizes. He made you and knows every part about you.
Take care of it and work on it slowly....
one day at a time.....
And one day, you too, will see and change in your shape and size.
Hope you've had a wonderful Wednesday.
Renee
Tuesday, January 3, 2012
Health
Today I am grateful for the health of my children.
I was able to carry two beautiful sons to term without much complication (yes I had HELLP with Ryan, but at least I was far enough along he didn't have a NICU stay). Both came out big, strong, and healthy and except for a glitch here and there, they've stayed that way.
In my job as a labor and delivery nurse, I see all aspects of a person's delivery. I've delivered everything from non-viable 16 week babies to full term babies that died before having a chance to live in the outside world. I've delivered the small preemies that have had to stay in the NICU for days on end and beautiful healthy full term babies that have been wanted for so long.
Every time I see something that goes wrong, my heart breaks for the family.
When something goes perfectly, I weep with joy.
My boys are my life. I am thankful for the life they have....and the life they give me in return. I am thankful that they can smile and laugh. That they can run around. That they can talk back to me (even when I don't want them to).
There are many parents that can't say this....and on this day I am grateful that I can.
Hug your kids tightly today. Let them know how important they are to you and to this world.
We have one life, once chance to live it.
Renee
I was able to carry two beautiful sons to term without much complication (yes I had HELLP with Ryan, but at least I was far enough along he didn't have a NICU stay). Both came out big, strong, and healthy and except for a glitch here and there, they've stayed that way.
In my job as a labor and delivery nurse, I see all aspects of a person's delivery. I've delivered everything from non-viable 16 week babies to full term babies that died before having a chance to live in the outside world. I've delivered the small preemies that have had to stay in the NICU for days on end and beautiful healthy full term babies that have been wanted for so long.
Every time I see something that goes wrong, my heart breaks for the family.
When something goes perfectly, I weep with joy.
My boys are my life. I am thankful for the life they have....and the life they give me in return. I am thankful that they can smile and laugh. That they can run around. That they can talk back to me (even when I don't want them to).
There are many parents that can't say this....and on this day I am grateful that I can.
Hug your kids tightly today. Let them know how important they are to you and to this world.
We have one life, once chance to live it.
Renee
Monday, January 2, 2012
Heat
"Thank you mom" I heard as Ryan ran in the door from the school bus this afternoon.
"For what?" I asked.
"It's warm in here"
Yes, the arctic air has hit the bluegrass today in all it's splendor. The high is 30 and the wind is blowing. I'm not sure what it makes the wind chill, but it's cold to your bones when you go outside.
So today I'm grateful for something called heat. I am fortunate to be able to have a home to heat in this kind of weather. There are plenty of people who don't have a place called home that is warm. Their home is a box under a bridge or on the side of the street somewhere. Some may get a place warm to sleep at night at the Salvation army or a shelter, but have to leave during the day. Can you imagine if your power went off and you had no warmth? Imagine that 100 times worse and that's what those people feel.
So today, be grateful for your heat. For the warm home you get to come in to after being outside. Even if you've only been out from the garage to inside and felt the winter's chill, you have it so much better than some.
Some days it's just the little things.......
"For what?" I asked.
"It's warm in here"
Yes, the arctic air has hit the bluegrass today in all it's splendor. The high is 30 and the wind is blowing. I'm not sure what it makes the wind chill, but it's cold to your bones when you go outside.
So today I'm grateful for something called heat. I am fortunate to be able to have a home to heat in this kind of weather. There are plenty of people who don't have a place called home that is warm. Their home is a box under a bridge or on the side of the street somewhere. Some may get a place warm to sleep at night at the Salvation army or a shelter, but have to leave during the day. Can you imagine if your power went off and you had no warmth? Imagine that 100 times worse and that's what those people feel.
So today, be grateful for your heat. For the warm home you get to come in to after being outside. Even if you've only been out from the garage to inside and felt the winter's chill, you have it so much better than some.
Some days it's just the little things.......
Sunday, January 1, 2012
The wagon
Today is New Year's Day
The beginning of a new year
I love how people make 1000 different resolutions. Here's the thing. Choose 2 or 3 to stick to and not so many random in a list! And make it realistic people! It's like those people that come in with a birth plan and don't want anyone touching them or their baby. You should have delivered at home!! Anyway....make it something that is real, for you. Something that can really be attained. And make it small in the beginning. It doesn't have to be anything big. If you want to lose weight, just start at 5 or 10 pounds then move up from there. Saying you want to lose 100 pounds over the next year sounds daunting. Choose to say, "living a healthier lifestyle" and it will come. Changes, although we wish they would, do not happen overnight. Stick with a plan, knowing that you will eventually fall off the wagon. The good thing, is that you can always get back on.
So today I am thankful for that little wagon. I've had my share of ups and downs in the weight department. I need to lose a few more. My lifestyle has changed so much with Zumba fitness and for that I am grateful. It's helped me stay on the wagon more often than not and to help others stay on as well.
I've said it more than once, that I am the only one that has been or will ever be created. God created me with this DNA that I have to care for the rest of my life. My goal is to live a healthy lifestyle so that I can be around for my children.
I have the wagon.....sometimes I'm off, sometimes I pull it along, and other times I'm riding in the middle of it.
I made this to share today in my 75 minute Zumba fitness class this afternoon and forgot to do it. I was too excited to be teaching that long. Some of this came from strongisthenewskinny.blogspot.com and others from other people.
"Negativity and doubt will build a wall that stands between us and the changes we want to make. Calling yourself fat won't make you thiner. Telling yourself that you can't, won't get you closer to your goals. Making excuses and trying to find shortcuts doesn't make growth any easier. Don't ever give up! If you can't fly, then run. If you can't run, then walk. If you can't walk, then crawl. But whatever you do, keep moving forward.
Greatness takes courage.
Be brave!
Be bold!
Be ready!"
Are you ready?!?!
Find your wagon this year and get on it!!!
Happy New Year's
Renee
The beginning of a new year
I love how people make 1000 different resolutions. Here's the thing. Choose 2 or 3 to stick to and not so many random in a list! And make it realistic people! It's like those people that come in with a birth plan and don't want anyone touching them or their baby. You should have delivered at home!! Anyway....make it something that is real, for you. Something that can really be attained. And make it small in the beginning. It doesn't have to be anything big. If you want to lose weight, just start at 5 or 10 pounds then move up from there. Saying you want to lose 100 pounds over the next year sounds daunting. Choose to say, "living a healthier lifestyle" and it will come. Changes, although we wish they would, do not happen overnight. Stick with a plan, knowing that you will eventually fall off the wagon. The good thing, is that you can always get back on.
So today I am thankful for that little wagon. I've had my share of ups and downs in the weight department. I need to lose a few more. My lifestyle has changed so much with Zumba fitness and for that I am grateful. It's helped me stay on the wagon more often than not and to help others stay on as well.
I've said it more than once, that I am the only one that has been or will ever be created. God created me with this DNA that I have to care for the rest of my life. My goal is to live a healthy lifestyle so that I can be around for my children.
I have the wagon.....sometimes I'm off, sometimes I pull it along, and other times I'm riding in the middle of it.
I made this to share today in my 75 minute Zumba fitness class this afternoon and forgot to do it. I was too excited to be teaching that long. Some of this came from strongisthenewskinny.blogspot.com and others from other people.
"Negativity and doubt will build a wall that stands between us and the changes we want to make. Calling yourself fat won't make you thiner. Telling yourself that you can't, won't get you closer to your goals. Making excuses and trying to find shortcuts doesn't make growth any easier. Don't ever give up! If you can't fly, then run. If you can't run, then walk. If you can't walk, then crawl. But whatever you do, keep moving forward.
Greatness takes courage.
Be brave!
Be bold!
Be ready!"
Are you ready?!?!
Find your wagon this year and get on it!!!
Happy New Year's
Renee
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