Lets Give Them Something to Talk About

I would think that right about now, Mary would have been really getting nervous, although I know that Christmas wasn’t really the day that Jesus was born that it is the day that we celebrate, just think… She was getting nervous, she was young, had never been with a man and had taken on a huge responsibility.   Most likely, she was a young teen.   She had a baby in her belly that she had felt growing for the past 9 months.   She had gone through the sickness, the weirdness, the mood swings, she didn’t have many that told her what she was going to be going through since her family knew that she had gotten pregnant before she was officially married to Joseph.   She knew that Joseph had seen the angel, just like Mary had, but she was questioning.   “What if I was wrong, what if I didn’t see the angel, how did this happen?   What if this baby is a girl, not a boy like the angel said, then what happens?   Will Joseph divorce me and leave me to raise this child on my own?   Why did I agree

So I don't have a Bible verse to go with this one...  yet- feel free to comment and leave yours that you think goes with this.  This is a poem that I wrote this Christmas and I thought that I would share.  Merry Christmas to you all - much love and peace to all of you! The story of Saint Nicholas is one that’s fun to hear We share it with our children and all those far and near. Saint Nicholas was a real man that live very long ago He gave to the sick and needy and those he didn’t know. He gave with joy, and he gave with a great intent, To share the love of Jesus everywhere he went. I’m sure if Saint Nicholas could hear the current story He would remind us all that it was done solely for God’s glory. So when you see someone in need, lend a helping hand And God’s love can make a difference all throughout the land. And when we see a picture of the jolly old lad And sing about him seeing us even when we are bad, Lets remember one thing, that God sees us all the time I pray Jesus is

As some of you may have noticed, I have not been posting lately.  It isn't because I don't serve an awesome God, it is because I have a back that does not agree with me even on a good day.  I am hoping to get it re-investigated soon as physical therapy didn't help it.  But until I get that investigated, sitting for long periods of time, or even shorrt ones, is pretty much out of the question.  Good news?  I will be back, wether I am better or not, on the 17th of January as i will have 2 hours a day of time to waste between school time for my children.  I wishyou all the best and look forward to blogging again in January.  Much love and in His No Slip Grip! Cat

This morning I have been given a rare gift- a house with no one in it but myself and my dogs.   My husband usually gets 1 day off work every other week and it just happens to be today.   What is amazing is that he has vacation days to burn before the end of the year and that means that I get a day like this tomorrow too.   Granted, it is just for 2 hours while my children are at school, but that is 2 hours that I haven’t had.   I am sitting here deliberating if I should blast my music or enjoy the quiet.   Should I turn on a movie that I like watching but most likely wouldn’t watch with my kids here?   I know I will be CLEANING while I don’t have the destruction crew here.   It is so weird to get some time off.   I am sure that you all have felt like that before.   Vacation for moms isn’t really a vacation at all when the kids are there, their work follows them.   So this 2 hour break is amazing to me right now.   Sometimes we just need to be refreshed.   We just need to have some tim

It is important to raise our children up knowing the reason for this Christmas season.   I have struggled greatly in letting my children believe in Santa Clause.   It was not something that I believed in growing up, but my husband did and my nieces and nephews do too and I remember being the one at school who would always be the bearer of bad news.   So, how does one incorporate having a fictitious character involved in Christmas time while still keeping it all about Jesus? The Bible obviously has nothing about Santa in it, and I am sure that it would not be looked kindly upon back in the Biblical days.   I know that some of my friends are going to have very specific thing to say about this and I don’t post this to start an all out war.   I am at peace with my decision and would appreciate your comments left to yourself if they are negative and berating.   I know that not all of you are going to agree with me and that is fine, as I have said before, this is just one person’s opinion.

Today during my free time, I was running around like a mad woman.   I ran to get some marinade that I love- to the grocery store to get milk form my oldest daughter’s school class (she is lactose intolerant and has to have a special milk), then to walmart, the dollar tree, and to get gas, as well as to the office to pay people for taking my shifts.   There was one stop that I made that made me happy.   At every other stop that I made, I had spent money.   Even while dropping the kids off at school I was paying for their next semester there.   The one stop that made me happiest was going to the bank and depositing my check for work.   There is a feeling of ease when you know that there is money in that bank account. The check has been sitting here for a week or so, but I hadn’t deposited it yet.   I knew that I had the money – but it doesn’t count unless it is in the bank.   God loved us so much that he wrote us a check.   A check that is like no other check in the world.   It was enou

Psalm 16:5 “ Lord, you have assigned me my portion and my cup; you have made my lot secure.” Today I am struggling getting moving.   I didn’t sleep well last night because I read late in bed and then my muscles decided to revolt against me.   I ended up taking something for it around 3a.m. but was up again at 7:00 to get myself and my kids ready for school.   I am beat.   I know that I have a lot left to do today and I feel like some days I have just too much on my plate. Being a mom (or a stay at home parent) is not always the hardest job in the world, but it can be the most trying.   It is a 24/7 job that never quits, even when you are sleeping, you are still working because one of your children might come into your room in the middle of the night.   Now, if you have an amazing husband like I do, they might get out of bed and take the child back to their room, but you still ended up being woken up and have a difficult time sleeping again.   There are days that you don’t feel well a