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
Monday, January 30, 2012
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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