"Our family will base our success on one thing...our impact for the Kingdom of Christ." -Rick Burgess

Friday, July 27, 2012

Beyond



 
Do you ever look back on some months and wonder how so many things could go wrong in four short weeks?

We’ve not had a record month, but we’ve had our share of days where we just shook our heads and sighed…”Really!!”

We’ve had a busted toe, a trip to the ER, and slip down the stairs. All this to one kid.

We’ve had things to fix. Brakes and hubs and car a/c to repair.

We’ve had days of noses turned up at the food set before them. Mouths saying “I don’t really care for that.” They get points for being polite about it, but scolding because they should just be grateful they aren’t going to bed hungry.

In other words….we’ve had LIFE this month.

We’ve also had a choice.

We chose between dwelling in the moment or looking beyond.

If we choose to dwell we get stuck. Stuck in the moment of the hurt toe or the milk spilled on the carpet.

We lose ourselves.

We put on the blinders that cause tunnel vision.

These are the times when the careless words come. These are the moments when the ugly rises.

Choosing to look beyond?

Well that’s a horse of a different color.

When we choose those places beyond the ugly moment, we choose grace over condemnation and gratitude over complaint.

We are thankful that the toe was only smashed and not lost. We are thankful that the fall was from the bottom step and not a tumble from the top and that it was just a scrape on the back and not a broken back. We are thankful that the brakes didn’t go out while we were driving down the road. We are thankful that we have the knowledge and means for repairing our vehicle. We are thankful for full bellies and dirty dishes.

When we look beyond…..

When we look beyond we see Jesus.

 

 

 

 

Choosing to look beyond today,

Tracey

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Here’s a little side note for you…..

I keep a print of this little poem posted above my kitchen sink….

Thank God for dirty dishes,

They have a tale to tell.

While others may go hungry,

We’re eating very well.

With home and health and happiness,

I should not want to fuss.

For by the stack of evidence,

God’s been very good to us.

-Unknown



 

 
It's Friday, and that means I get to visit with a great group over at Lisa-Jo Baker's place. A place where the words flow like fresh water for my soul and encouragement abounds. I look forward to meeting here each week to read the God-given words of the women He's using to change the world.
Wont' you join us?

 

Friday, July 20, 2012

Enough



What is your enough?

This week I’ve seen mama’s that have quietly sighed their enough’s after long days of laundry, little one's battles, and cabin fever. I’ve seen precious servants of God wade their way through the heart break that accompanied the sights, smells, sounds, and touch of poverty. Enough, they said.

I’ve had my own enough’s lately.

They‘ve been all over the board.

I say enough stuff. Enough always wanting more, more, more. We have so much, other’s so little.

Enough trash TV. Gone are the days of Charles and Caroline, John and Olivia, and Lucy and Ricky.

Enough food. We have leftovers that waste away in the fridge while others go to bed hungry.

Enough bickering. Appreciate the sibling…the family that God has given you. Some are alone in this world.

Enough sickness and suffering. Some people just can’t seem to catch a break. My heart aches for them.

Enough hate. In the world and sadly among confessing Christians.

“You can safely assume you’ve created God in your own image when it turns out that God hates all the same people you do.” -Ann Lamott

Enough apathy.

Enough comfortable pews.

Enough talking something to death. TAKE ACTION!

This week, for my little family, we’ve decided….enough being apart.

We made the decision for Jeremy to come home instead of going on to the next job.

The decision that we felt God leading us to.

God said enough.

So we’re stepping out in faith and trusting that He will provide. Trusting that His plan for our lives is perfect.

My personal “enough”….enough fretting. Fretting about when the house will be finished. Fretting about when Jeremy will be able to come home. Fretting about finances. Fretting about which high school she’ll go to. This list could go on forever.

I’ve given it over completely into the hands of my God. My Jehovah-Jirah.  My Provider.

In return for my broken, weak, and floundering flesh, He’s given me unending grace and overwhelming peace. Two things that we can never get enough of.

 

 

 
Praying that you and I never get enough of our Redeemer,

May we always long to be in His presence,

Tracey
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It's Friday and that means I get to visit with a great group over at Lisa-Jo Baker's place. A place where the words flow like fresh water for my soul and encouragement abounds. I look forward to meeting here each week to read the God-given words of the women He's using to change the world.
Wont' you join us? I'll scootch over a bit. There's room on Lisa-Jo's big ole' couch for you.


Friday, July 6, 2012

Story

Today I’m mapping new ground.

I’m going two hours away with complete strangers.

This is so far our of my comfort zone it’s not even funny.

Don’t get me wrong. I’m no recluse. I can hold up my side of a conversation fairly well, but honestly it’s much easier not to.

Not to get involved.

Not to learn their stories and not to share mine.

It’s easier to stay in my own safe little world with the known.

“Not what I want from you” says the One who created me.

So I’ll go and I’ll mingle, and I’ll do what He’s called me to do.

I’ll be His light.

I’ll tell them my story and I’ll hear theirs.

Then, just maybe, through my obedience and by His grace they’ll know more about His story when we part.



Pray for me today,

Tracey
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Yay for Friday!!

Time for the kind of writing where you open up your thoughts and let them all spill out on the page screen.

No editing. No overthinking. Just let it spill out, and see what you get.

The thing that makes it fun is that you can only write for 5 minutes. No cheating! ;)

So let's see what you've got bottled up in that head of yours. Then hop over to Lisa-Jo's place. She's always got brownies, a comfy couch and lots of ladies just waiting to encourage you.

Link up and make sure you take the time to visit a couple of posts before yours and extend them some comment grace. It's all about encouragement. We can all use some of that, right?

Thursday, July 5, 2012

Community


The day I said "why not" and started this thing called blogging, I never dreamed that it would bring me to the doorsteps websites of so many wonderful women, with so many wonderful words to share.

I'd never even heard of "community".

There's just something about that word..."community".  It makes me think of lives and hearts weaved together by God.

I  never dreamed of forming relationships with women I've never met.  I mean, I HAVE community....aka....friends I can see on a regular basis. But here I am...wading through cyber space watching women....wait....not just watching....coming alongside women that are changing the world for God....one blog post at a time.

Let me introduce you to a few of them.....








Lisa-Jo

The Mom Creative







Make sure you check them out! I know you'll be blessed.





Think About it Thursday

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"with all humility and gentleness, with patience, bearing with one another in love"
Ephesians 4:2


Thoughts?

Tuesday, July 3, 2012

She Didn't Have To

What does it mean to be a mother?

Webster defines a mother as this…

      moth· er 1. A female parent
The Bible on the other hand, has more to say about the definition of a mother.

Psalm 127:3-5 tells us that the role of a mother is an honor….a privilege. We learn that mothering is about nurturing (Titus 2:4). It’s about teaching (Ephesians 6:4), about integrity (Proverbs 11:3). The Bible says that a mother is available morning, noon, and night (Deuteronomy 6:6-7). She is involved (Eph. 6:4).

 

She didn’t have to.

She didn’t have to open her heart….to play to role of mother to a child that she didn’t even give birth to.

She didn’t have to love her, or nurture her. After all, she had a mother….a mother that shared her DNA.

She didn’t have to stay up nights, or sooth her tears.

She didn’t have to shield and protect or mend the wounds.

She didn’t have to go the extra mile with shopping trips or mother/daughter dinners and parties.

She didn’t have to care, but she did.

Through years of pain, tears, and scars, she tread.

Years thick with hurt and disappointment.

She just kept swimming.

Days, weeks, months, years, of barely keeping her head above water, and still she kept swimming.

Swimming toward the crack. The crack that would lead her into this little girls heart.

This gift of a little girl that she never asked for, never planned for, but accepted anyway. She accepted His plan.

His plans.

Those strange-to-us plans that we rarely understand.

But sometimes……sometimes……He reveals to us what it was all for.

She got to see the “what for” this week.

She is also getting to see another leg of her journey on this earth, unfold before her.

This week was full of the hard things. The hardest.

Her role switched from the other mom to the only mom. (on this earth at least)

Now she has to pick up the pieces and mend the heart of a little girl that has lost her first mother, her flesh and blood mother.

She’ll sit alongside and be there.

She’ll be there on the sideline like she has been for over 10 years.

She’ll be waiting patiently for the sign.

The sign that says the crack in a little girl's heart is opening.

Opening wide enough for her to swim through.

Through to the deep part where the roots grow.

Roots that grow friendship, grow family, grow love, and grow the fruit of  joy shared between a mother and her daughter.

 

 

 

Motherhood is not a chore or an unpleasant task.

It is a gift.

If you are a woman who has been blessed with this gift, don’t take it lightly or for granted.

This role that was chosen for you carries with it great responsibility and each women has come to this place in the road via greatly different routes. Some easy, some hard, and some just plain ugly. Nevertheless, God has a plan for mother and child. It’s our responsibility, as the mothers of these blessings, to choose the road less traveled. The road He has laid down before us. He’s already given us the map.

 

“I’ve told you all this so that trusting me, you will be unshakable and assured, deeply at peace. In this godless world you will continue to experience difficulties. But take heart! I’ve conquered the world.” John 16:33 (The Message)

 

 

 

 
*Today’s post is dedicated to my dear, sweet, rock of a friend who shall remain nameless, and to her daughter. Her daughter, not by birth, but by CHOICE. I love you both dearly. You are always in my prayers.

 

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