- SweetMother ;)
- I love God!! I am a travelling RN working in labor & delivery. I have an AWESOME son & daughter in law and a brand new grandson! They will be fabulous parents because THEY are outstanding. I love the Seattle Seahawks...my favorite player hands down is Richard Sherman for a number of reasons. I love to draw portraits and I am dabbling with mixed media painting...I suppose I'm an artist! I love photography, but I'm a novice & am constantly practicing as I make my way through God's wonderful creation.
Saturday, February 26, 2011
Anyone who has followed my blog will most likely recall the deep love and endearance I hold in my heart for my Dad. I do miss him terribly.
I can't believe he's been gone for over 2 years.
One of the songs I listen to often on my iPod is, "Daddy's Hands" and each time it brings me to tears. Just considering how difficult it must have been to show me that he loved me while simultaneously handing down
discipline and instruction. I know that at times, I crossed my arms and closed my heart...I sure thought I hated him.
Honestly, in the early years of my life, there was not a favorable word spoken about Christianity. It's not how you begin, however, it is how you end that counts, right? My Dad died a godly man and I have no doubt that he is comforted in Christ's bosom now.
Today's world has become so much more liberal than the world I grew up in, or even raised my own son in. Children are younger and younger when they are exposed to the poison that Satan has saturated society with. Even as an adult, I have at times succombed to the temptation of trashy 'input' in the form of music, TV shows, movies, substance abuse.
Satan knows how to tempt each of us with things that appeal to us individually. He watches us. He knows what turns our cranks.
1Peter 5:8 Be sober, be vigilant; because your adversary the devil, as a roaring lion, walketh about, seeking whom he may devour
Oh, how crafty he is. A lion will watch the flock, waiting for hours or even days until he discovers the one who is weak, isolated or simply just not paying attention. It is then that he will pounce and conquer, destroy if possible. So often it begins ever so slowly...just a tiny little tidbit.
Just a little language.
Just a hint of sexual inuendo.
Just a "white lie" to save face.
Then it becomes a little more and a little more until we are no longer even recognizable as one who stands out from the world. We are now a part of it. 1John 2:15-17
Love not the world, neither the things that are in the world.
If any man love the world, the love of the Father is not in him.
For all that is in the world, the lust of the flesh, and the lust of the eyes,
and the pride of life, is not of the Father, but is of the world.
And the world passeth away, and the lust thereof:
but he that doeth the will of God abideth for ever.
SIMPLE! BLACK AND WHITE, RIGHT?? HA!!
How easy it is for us, as adults, to become entangled in the lusts of this world. How much more difficult it is for our children. The pressures of this world are so heavy. Society and the media dictates that our beauty exists in the curves of our bodies, the clothes we wear, our hairstyle,
the amount of money we have available to us.
In God's eyes, our beauty comes from within. Our faithfulness to Him and His Word. How well we are able to love others. If this concept escapes the majority of adult men and women...how can we expect our children to grasp it. Especially when their "friends" at school are telling them that if they want to fit in, they must conform.
We DO get our wires crossed from time to time, don't we?
Obviously, I've never been a Daddy. I do appreciate, however, the difficulty that the job entails. As the primary caregiver of my son, I had the role of both Mom and Dad the majority of the time. God's design calls for Dad to be the leader in the home. Having a dual role while keeping God's word alive through the early years, then the most difficult teen years was certainly a challenge.
The most important lesson I learned through this experience was that although it seemed to me (as a child) that I would hate my Dad forever, and as a parent that my son would hate me forever...this could not be further from the truth. When my Dad died, he was my hero. I can see now that he wanted me to become the best person I could be. I can't speak for my son, but what he tells me almost every day is that he actually appreciates the fact that I was extremely strict and that I kept him on the "straight and narrow".
This too shall pass!
A phrase for all Daddy's...well, parents in general, to remember.
True, we may not always know what to do and we may not do everything perfect, BUT in time, our children will rise up and understand that what we DID do was the very best we could because we love them and want them to be the best they can be.
To shine in this dark world. To stand out as Christians.
To be who they ARE and not who society commands them to be.
As the song says,
"There are things that I'd forgotten that I loved about the man
But I'll always remember the love in daddy's hands"
Here's to all you Daddys out there. I admire you for your steadfastness.
Keep up the GREAT WORK!
I remember daddys hands folded silently in prayer And reachin' out to hold me,
when I had a nightmare
You could read quite a story in the callous' and lines
Years of work and worry had left their mark behind
I remember daddy's hands how they held my mama tight
And patted my back for something done right
There are things that I'd forgotten that I loved about the man
But I'll always remember the love in daddy's hands
Daddy's hands were soft and kind when I was cryin'
Daddy's hands were hard as steel when I'd done wrong
Daddy's hands weren't always gentle but I've come to understand
There was always love in daddy's hands.
I remember daddy's hands workin' 'til they bled
Sacrifised unselfishly just to keep us all fed
If I could do things over, I'd live my life again
And never take for granted the love in daddy's hands
Friday, February 25, 2011
I love to read.
I'm continually searching for a great novel, an interesting article, or a spiritually uplifting blog to entertain me as I patiently wait for time to pass.
As I was puttering around the blogspot world, I came across this
"Love Letter to the World"
As I was reading through it the first time, it brough to mind many life experiences. A number of situations in which I was nothing less than
(completely) selfish in dealing with certain individuals.
A little self examination?
How often do I actually consider the circumstances before I act or react
to another human being? Am I behaving objectively?
Have I done everything in my power to put on the Love of God
BEFORE I allow words to escape my lips?
Would I want my Lord to treat me the way I am treating my fellow man?
I tend to over-analyze many things...but I wonder how intently I truly consider another's life experiences or feelings as I choose the manner with which I will handle their heart.
Definitely something to ponder.
As a rule, love letters are special and heartwarming. This particular letter opened my eyes to a reality I was previously aware of, but had placed on a shelf and allowed
too much dust to gather...
Here's to hoping that it may tug your heartstrings as it did mine.
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
Hello 2011.....Goodbye January and (almost) February!
WOW! It's amazing how time can fly, yet drag on at the same time.
Looking anxiously forward :)))
A little water under the bridge so far:
A day at Salt Creek Park
In The distance behind the ship
lies beautiful Victoria, British Columbia
Nothing is more peaceful than knowing that the One who created the powerful waves of the Pacific loves me and is on my side.
Winter water play!
I had the privelage of watching this kayaker ride the waves.
At the close of the day...
Mount Baker illuminated by the setting sun.
Partial view of the Olympics at sunset.
What is sweeter than an elderly couple enjoying a walk along the beach in the sunset?
Something to look forward to?
Your best friend by your side, soaking up the crisp clean air, the gentle breeze, the solitude...the joy of completeness.
Port Angeles, dwarfed by the Olympic Mountains
just after sunset
A day in the Rainforest
The only problem with our trip was that I could not fit the falls in it's entirety into the picture! I shot the lower half and left it at that. Not my best photo shoot although it's tough to top a lovely day, spent with special people!
God is so good!
He cares for me. He blesses me beyond comprehension even though I don't deserve it. I see many bright days in my future. I know without a doubt that all good things come from Him and I thank Him daily for the love He showed me first by sending Christ to die for me, and also the love He continues to show me by keeping me surrounded with wonderful, warm, special people.
Where would I be without Him?
Sunday, February 6, 2011
Wow, I waited and waited for this year to come. It signifies the end of some seriously terrible things and the beginning of some seriously wonderful ones!
I had the pleasure for the second year in a row of being here, my true home on New Year's Eve.
With Kory...my awesome son and....
My awesome & beautiful Mommy.
We had a blast that night. We saw a movie, had dinner & bummed around the beautiful city for a bit before watching the show at the Space Needle to welcome what promises to be the very best year ever.
A few other places I've visited already this year...
Second Beach...Kory & I climbed atop a seastack for a pic :)
Kory climbed this one (at Second Beach again) alone. You can see him on top of the stack to the right between the trees.
It shows us how very small we truly are in God's creation.
The three of us at Rialto Beach at sunset. Standing on the shore of the magnificent Pacific, watching and feeling the waves crash against the rocks and the shore just brought us closer to the realization of how tiny we are in this world God fashioned for us. It is so humbling to realize that our God, who is perfect, spoke all of this into existence just for US! We take the joys of life for granted so much! We don't see what we have, things that are right in front of us and we misuse and mistreat them. Wow. We enjoy the beauty of all this, yet we can't even fathom what heaven holds for us. Imagine, this is SO marvelous...it's almost undescribable and it's NOTHING compared to what God has in store for us in the afterlife.
Of course, we had some more conventional fun as well....
Yes...IN YOUR FACE
To all you St. Louis fans...the Hawks Clinched the NFC Championship!
Ok, ok....so that's as far as it went, but it's okay, we were there to see it!!
For 2011??? SEASON TICKETS! Oh YEAH!
Practice Day 1:
Yes, for Christmas I did get my Cannon 50D :)
(Thanks Mom!!) Here I'm practicing with it at Wallace Falls State Park.
Ok, I know, I need LOTS of practice...but what a better place to be? The Pacific Northwest is a photographers paradise! I have all the time in the world to practice here!!
Practice Day 2:
A few more practice shots up on Hurricaine Ridge one frigid evening.
Many people were skiing and snow playing on the ridge this particular day.
Still learning how to balance the lights & darks...but maybe you get the idea.
Practice Day 3:
Out on the Dungeoness Spit...Mount Baker was perfectly visible!
I played with my black & white settings a little. What a spectacular day it was!
Once I got back to town...I couldn't help but stop and head out onto the pier to try and capture the magnificent sunset over Mount Baker! One of these days....I'll get it down! I'm sure having fun trying!
So many photographers around. I'm definitely an ameteur. What I really need to do is hook up with a pro and have them teach me everything they know. :)
So....I'm blogged out for the day! I'm going to try not to neglect you, blog, because we ALL know I have plenty to say...just haven't been sayin it to you! Expect much more frequent tidbits.
I'm inspired. I shall remain this way, I just don't plan to disappear for any period of time again...no, I'm definitely here to stay.
2011.....HERE I COME.