Life of Eucharisteo

So I've been on sort of a computer hiatus. Not by my own choosing. Hindsight has shown me that this hiatus was most likely chosen for me by the One who always knows best. Having said that....this post is likely to be all over the place. Try to keep up! ;) First...my detox from the computer. I had to refrain from using my laptop for almost seven days! Can't even believe I made it as I sit here and type this. You see, I've been online so much this month that I was dangerously close to exceeding the data limit on my MiFi. This tells me one thing....I've wasted way too much of my time. I can justify some of the time. Like my time spent managing our church's FB page, and my time spent on blog posts. But I can't justify the "time leeches" like Pinterest, FB updates and games, reading tons of Christian blogs (that I've used to replace my own devotion time), or checking my blog stats constantly (really got convicted about this by Dawn Camp and...

As women...wives....mothers....sometimes we think we have to make everything okay. We think we have to be strong when no one else can be. We place before ourselves an unrealistic set of standards and we judge, sometimes other women, but mostly ourselves, by them. Grace for the Good Girl Author, Emily P. Freeman , tells us to take off our masks. I tell you (more like I tell myself) stop trying to live up to what you think everyone else wants you to be. The ONLY thing that matters is what GOD, your Heavenly Father, wants you to be. Let's follow the example set by Jason Crabb in the words of this song. These are honest, true, heartfelt words that I think a lot of you (and I KNOW I) can identify with. Praise be to God. He is our Comforter. He hears our cries. Falling before Him, Tracey <><

For the past few days I’ve been reading and re-reading Proverbs 31:10-31 , the story of The Virtuous Wife. I want to learn from this woman. The woman that was pleasing in God’s sight. The woman whose story, God chose to tell. I learned in my study of these verses, that they are an acrostic poem. Each verse begins with a successive letter of the Hebrew alphabet, encouraging it’s memorization. We do not know who this woman was, but it is very clear what she was. 10Who can find a virtuous wife? For her worth is far above rubies. (Thank You Lord for these words of affirmation) 11The heart of her husband safely trusts her; So he will have no lack of gain. 12She does him good and not evil. All the days of her life. (Reminder of what I vowed on my wedding day) 13She seeks wool and flax, And willingly works with her hands. (I’m working on the “willingly” part) 14She is like the merchant ships, She brings her food from afar. (I will not complain about my 25 minute ...

I've been spending some time out in God's Creation. Walking around appreciating the wonder of His handiwork. Thought I'd share some of what I had the privilege to see. It's truly amazing what He has created!                                                                                                  Photography by Tracey Padgett I encourage you to take a stroll and enjoy the beauty that God has created just for you. Tracey <><

I kicked it into neutral on Friday. Hubby was coming home and I was going to do nothing but devote my time to soaking in every minute that he was home. We made it through the trip to the airport on Monday for the return flight. I've written before about airport reunions and how joyous they are...well...departures...not so much. I think I'll have to save that for another time...just don't have the energy for it today. Fast forward to Wednesday, and I'm still in neutral. This whole idea of neutral is for some reason, humorous to me. Maybe because I just took our four wheeler to the shop because it won't go into neutral. I digress... So I'm stuck in neutral....can't quite figure out how to get it in drive again. This departure has been really tough. Harder than usual. I think it's robbed me of my will to want to get out of neutral. I sorta feel like I just want to sit a while and watch life happen and not be involved. But the reality is...