Life of Eucharisteo

On this last day of 2011 I’ve found myself challenged by Tsh Oxeneider 's 20 Questions. What a wonderful way to reflect on God’s work in my life throughout this past year. These questions were really tough for me. Age has not been kind to my memory, so these questions really knocked out the cobwebs and made me dig deep in the vault that is my mind. I really stirred up some dust in there. 20 Questions for a New Year’s Eve Reflection 1. What was the single best thing that happened this past year? Our summer was one of the best, if not THE best summers that we have ever experienced. We took lots of short trips and spent tons of time at the beach with my in-laws, and spent lots of time with great friends that we love dearly. We truly enjoyed every minute of the Summer of 2011. 2. What was the single most challenging thing that happened? Without a doubt it was when Jeremy (sweet hubby) had to go back out of town for work. It was a HUGE adjustment after having him hom

Please keep in mind that I only started tweeting the last part of 2011. The list of favs will be longer in 2012. And the winners are....(no real prizes will be awarded...sorry) KatelynMagnolia   Katelyn Stephens I can't make someone fall madly in love with Jesus, I only make the introduction. Ephesians 3:14-19   LysaTerKeurst When the rhythm of my soul is survival instead of revival, I will come unglued.   RichStearns Sometimes you have to give a man a fish to eat for a day. But eventually you have to solve why he was hungry to begin with.   EWomen   Extraordinary Women "The donkey didn't say 'Look how great I am that they are showering me with Hosannas'. He knew who it was for!"   angela_thomas   Angela Thomas Pharr Kids need their mom to pray in secret with the door open.   thegypsymama   Lisa-Jo At the end of all things we will bring only what we have given away with us.   LysaTerKeurst When a Jesus girl rises up to give unexpected grace when she cou

I’ve been thinking a lot about Mary and Joseph this Christmas Season. Wondering what they must have felt in those days and months leading up to Christ’s birth. As a mother I’m usually drawn more to Mary’s story. I can feel how uncomfortable she was riding atop that donkey. Pain with each bump as she tried to cushion the blows to the Baby King. However, this year I’ve tried to see things from Joseph’s perspective. I’ve tried to step into his shoes and walk the lonely path to which he was called. A lonely path indeed. How many men do you know who would have, stepped up to the plate so to speak, the way that Joseph did. What a responsibility! Not only was he taking on the responsibility of a child he did not concieve….he was taking on the responsibility of caring for God’s Own Son. The Messiah! A friend blessed me this month by introducing me to Jason Crabb’s Christmas CD. My favorite track tells the story through Joseph’s eyes. I hope it blesses your heart as much as

MOOOMMMMM!?!? Are we there yet? Anyone who has ever been on a trip with kids has heard this statement resounding from the backseat  pests passengers. It always makes for such a joyful trip….NOT! Yet, I feel like it’s the question that the Lord has heard me whining asking from His proverbial backseat. “ARE WE THERE YET LORD?” “HOW MUCH LONGER LORD?” “I’M TIRED LORD!” “REALLY LORD, REALLY!?!” I sound like one big fat, manna eating, meat wanting, cloud following, COMPLAINING Israelite. You see, my family and I have been on our own sort of journey through the wilderness. In April of 2010 God moved our cloud. We moved out of our home to do much needed renovations. Our family of five, moved from our 3 bedroom home of 12 years, into our 31 foot, fifth wheel, travel trailer. During the renovations, our house, which was on the market at the time, sold. We closed the sale in June of 2010 and God moved our cloud again. He moved it out to our dream property. The property tha

Today's post is a conglomeration of jumbled up thoughts that need to get out of my brain, and Five Minute Friday. So here I go. I guess Lisa-Jo must have been reading my mind this week because TIRED is exactly what I've been. And when I say TIRED, I mean the crying kind of tired. I can sooo relate to Lisa-Jo as she was sitting in her warm car and the tears came. I've been there....this week even. Throughout my week of "tired", God has been whispering to me. "Come to me all who are weary and heavy laden, and I will give you rest." Matthew 11:28 . He sent my rest last night. We had no where to be, no homework, and we had supper at home! Then this morning He put a cherry on top and gifted me with refreshing and renewal of my spirit. I'll give you a sneak peak into my morning. 6 am...I wake to a phone call. A call for my oldest from a friend who needed a ride to school. This of course gets her up and at em' right away. Middle and you