31Days: New Home (Day 24)

 

In early October we moved from a 1700+ square foot townhome into a 900ish sq ft apartment.  Needless to say, 2/3 of our beloingings are at someone else’s home being stored for the time being.
I saw this sentence “we’ve been duped into believing that perfection is the ultimate goal of our homes” on the Nester’s blog from a few weeks ago.  It kinda hit me about our new temporary home.
E’s need for cleanliness and orderliness has rubbed off on me.  Growing up, our home was only clean and decluttered 5 minutes after the cleaning ladies left or 5 minutes before company came.  I didn’t mind living like that.  But now I do.
And, no, with a newborn, our home is not spotless and tidy.  But, I do try to do the laundry and the dishes every day.  I try to make the bed every morning, partly because I know it will bless my husband.
But, other than that – that’s about all I have time or energy for.  We can strive, for being good stewards of what we’ve been given – not for perfection.

31Days: New Goal (Day 23)

my former rooms did NaNoWriMo the past years.  She didn’t have too much of a social life during the month of November, but she did get a lot of writing done.

Well, if one of my goals and dreams is to write books – I guess I better start.

So, for the month of November, I will be posting on this blog, but only from the excerpts of what I am writing.  I will be working on my study on James.  I have the chapters already marked out – and the intro mostly done, so I just gotta get to it.

The goal for NaNoWriMo is 50k words – they don’t have to be perfect, you edit later.  So, here we go! 🙂

31Days: New Thoughts on Compassion

My pastor is about to wind up a series on Jonah.  True, we’ve only caught one of the sermons, but yesterday was a bit on compassion.  My hubs chose to put in Compassion Hymn into the service and it fit perfectly.

As I thought about who I needed to show compassion to, I thought to my sweet little boy (and husband).  Since I am not a covenantal thealogian (meaning, I do not believe that simply because Eric and I are elect believers that our son is one as well), I believe that my son is lost.  He needs Jesus.  I need to show him compassion.  I need to exhibit the fruit of the Spirit to him: patience, gentleness, kindess, etc.

I also need to show comapssion on my husband.  I am not the only one who has gone through my change.  He seldom gets more than 7 hours of sleep in a row.  He doesn’t have a really clean house anymore (I’m working on that schedule).  He started a new ministry in a new state.  He needs his wife to show him compassion just as he has been gracious to show much of it to me.

31Days: New Church Attender (day 21)

Our little boy had his first day in church yesterday.  If you are a long time reader of this blog, you know I’ve had several discussions about kids in worship, etc.  I’ve battled with it in my head after having Eli, but I know this to be good for us.

Eric leads the worship – musical part. We stay in there.  Little e loves sounds just like his daddy and yesterday he was asleep through it.  I got to be in there as well!

Then shortly after the preaching started, he was stirring then I knew he needed changing, so i took him to the nursing moms room.  What a great blessing that is at BCLR.  There is a flat screen so we can watch the service, there is water and snacks and other moms in there as well so we can have fellowship if we are in there for an extended period of time.

We had Lord’s Supper yesterday and little E and I got back in there just in time for that.  What a blessing it was.

I think “man, I’d love to just sit with my husband and worship” – but little e is a part of our family as well.  He needs to see us worship, hear us worship, and learn how to worship too!

31Days: Another New Life Verse (Day 20)

Many verses are having a new impact on my heart and actions this month – my first of having sweet e here with us.

Phil 2.14a: Do all things without grumbling.

This goes for midnight, or 2am, or 5am feedings.  This goes for not complaining when my husband gets home a little late from the office.  This means not complaining when I don’t get much sleep one night.  This means not complaining when I don’t get to go out as much as I did.  This means not complaining that the w/d in our small apt is SO much smaller than our one in NC.  This means not complaining that we’ve gone from a 1750 sq townhome to a 900 sq ft apt and don’t know how long we’ll be here.

I know how nasty grumbling and complaining can sound – it is not pretty.  It doesn’t make a heart look pretty either!