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And I’m back

I have had A LOT on my mind, yet have not written.  I have a lot of reasons why…

My wonderful husband asked me how my writing is going and if I am making enough time for it.

 

My answer:

No!  But not just no.  No because I am not sure what my writing will be used for.  I am scared that I will put so much effort into writing my book and nothing will come of it. I don’t care at all if I ever get paid to write.  I care more that I will write my book and no one will want to read it… except of course all of you who are taking the time to read this!  With blogging – I don’t know what kind of blogger I want to be.  I don’t know what people need/want to read.  I have been reading a lot of blogs to see what people read about.  You know what the most popular ones are?  Ones where people are just honest.  They just say it how it is.  They share their lives.  Why am I blogging?  Well, I really feel like God wants me to write.  And so I am trying to be faithful with it.  I just don’t like to waste my time and so doing something that I have no idea the end result is, well, really hard for me.  So, I put it on the back burner.  Until, of course, my husband asked how it is going and if I need more time to write.

 

His advice:

Just write.  Write from your heart. Write about who you are.  What God has done in your life.  Just write because you feel God wants you to.  And leave the rest up to Him. You don’t need to know who and if it will touch anyone.  You just need to do it.

 

Me:

Okay then.  Well said my love, well said.

 

So I sit here today –  writing.  I am going to do my best not to care what people will think about what I share.  Not to try and say it right.  Not to try and be interesting.  I am going to pray and ask God to speak through me and use me in any way He wants.  And we will see from there what happens.  I am going to just be me.  So, in the coming weeks I may play around with my writing until I figure out who I am as a writer.  So here we go…   another chapter in my writing adventures.

 

I am so thankful for my amazing husband who believes in me – most importantly who believes in God’s plan for my life.  XO my love!

 

~Kristen

32 Blessings

Today is my 32nd birthday : )

 

32 Blessings:

 

  1. Jesus in which there are way more then 32 blessings
  2. The bible
  3. My wonderful husband Aaron
  4. My sweet daughter Hailey
  5. My cutie Kayla
  6. My precious Aleah
  7. My amazing family
  8. Deep friendships
  9. Cool friends
  10. New friends
  11. A wonderful church – with a wonderful young families class
  12. Soft Chips Ahoy Cookies
  13. Each and every day
  14. Love
  15. My health
  16. Laughter mostly brought on by my sweet girls
  17. Mexican food
  18. Caffeine when I am tired
  19. Our home
  20. Our jobs
  21. Our story – our faith journey
  22. Grace
  23. God’s beauty
  24. Hugs & Kisses
  25. Family family family ( I know – repeat)
  26. Flowers
  27. Foster children – all children
  28. Being called mommy
  29. Forgiveness
  30. My birthday
  31. Gods presence
  32. Joy of the Lord

Daddy to the rescue

Yesterday, I was making breakfast for the girls and Hailey, in her sweet little voice said, “mommy, you might want to come over here and get this spider.”  Uh no thanks!  I have a phobia of those creepy crawly things.  But, of course I went to check it out.

WOW!  I am not sure that I have seen a spider that big before.  You know it is a big spider when you look at it and it looks back at you.  I think I probably ran before it did.  So I got the fly swatter and tried to prepare myself to take this spider down.  I gave myself a pep talk.  I walked up to the wall and looked a little closer. This think was fuzzy… with big eyes and a whole bunch of nastiness.  I raised my fly swatter and…  froze.  YUCK!!!

At this point I knew I had to take drastic measures…. .so I called my daddy.  With tears in my eyes I said, “Hi daddy.  Whatcha doin?”  He said, “Why whats up?”  I said, “there is the biggest spider in the whole wide world on my wall.  I need you to come over and kill it.”  He said, “your kidding right?”  He could tell by the silence and occasional sniffle that, no, I was not at all kidding.  So he said, “I will be right over.”

While we waited for him the spider made its way behind a picture.  I told Hailey it was our job to watch that nasty thing and make sure it did not escape.  It peaked its head (yes this spider was so big it had a head) out and looked at us.  I got closer to it and it hid again.  So, here I was, playing hide and seek with a spider…. just what I always wanted.

My dad got there and asked where it was.  I could tell he thought this was the same situation it was when I used to cry and say that there was a huge spider.  But, just wait…. he soon would see this was no joking matter.

He moved the picture out from the wall and saw this thing….. “Wow!  That is really big.  And it is gnarly looking”, he said.  Okay good.  I felt justified for calling him!

The spider fell from the wall and it was go time…. My daddy was all over that huge spider…. he took it down.

The girls and I all clapped and thanked him for coming to our rescue.

You know what I inherited because of this experience?  Well besides the heebeejeebies….

SERGEANT SWAT.  Let me tell you a little bit about sergeant swat.  It is what some would call a fly swatter.  Ohh – but it is so much more than that.  Let me tell you what it written on the “instructions”.

– A military Spec swatter for the toughest pests!

  • Recoilless design allows for swat-attacks on the even the largest of flying prey.
  • Precision manufactured flapper and super strong steel handle creates the most lethal flying pest killing apparatus the world has ever seen.
  • Superior balanced action allows for smooth, powerful swats –  even while seated
  • Will not bend nor break, even in the most severe of conditions.

– 888 Civilian Uses – Here are 8:

  • Keep it in the truck for the winter and use it as a windshield scraper.
  • For those that don’t mind spreading a little bug shrapnel, try it as a back scratcher.
  • Emergency toothpick (works well but don’t let your wife catch you)
  • Canoe paddle, never know when you’ll be up that creek without a real one.\
  • Makes a good fish club.
  • Beer can crusher
  • Redneck badminton
  • Manual mouse trap

-Caution:

  • While sergent swat is effective on most campsite pests; is has been shown to only aggravate bears.
  • Meant for backyard warfare between you and the flys – not your neighbors or dogs.
  • Keep away from unruly kids (unless you like getting thwacked)

So there you have it… the best swatter ever.  And it got the job done : )  Thanks daddy!

Friends lets get real

I was at MOPS recently and the talk was about friendships. That is always such a big topic among women.  And I believe that there are many reasons for that.

I shared that I thought we, as women, tend to hold back. We have tendencies to not be honest, vulnerable and transparent. We do not always admit that we struggle…. and we all struggle.

So, I basically shared that I think we all need to get more real, period.  Well, after thinking and praying about it more, I realized there is so much more to it then that…. and I am here to share my thoughts.

There are women out there that only share the good things… and I am not saying being positive and focussing on the good in life is a negative thing – it is wonderful.  But, there are those women – and okay I have at times been among them, who share their life in such a way that leaves others feeling like they don’t measure up.   I am sure you all know what I am talking about.

Why is it that we do that?  Brag about our lives.  Highlight the good things as if to show that we have it all together.  I am asking a question that I am not going to answer.  I feel that there are so many ways to answer that and I am guessing it is going to be such a different answer depending on who answers it.

The point here is how do we strive to be more real?  And how to we move past the fear of real?

I am an open book… probably why I like to write… I think for me, I like to know that people can relate to me.  Learn from my crazy mistakes. Find hope in God through my loss and pain.  That is just how I operate.  So when I think about it being hard to be real, I get that and I don’t (that one is for you Love).  My husband sometimes answers saying, “yes and no”.

As I said, I like when people can relate, learn and fins hope in God through my life.

Have you ever tried to be real.  Share your heart and the craziness going on in life only to have the other person or people respond with only one word, “WOW”.  And then nothing…. and then still nothing… awkward…

There is a fear that people will see the real me and realize that I am messed us… in my own way.  That people will not get me.  That maybe they will reject me.  Think I am all out of sorts… well while we are on the topic I will spill the beans…. I am all out of sorts.. broken….. I am without God, that is.  Through Him, I have been made new and He wants to use all of the craziness in my life for His glory… cool, huh?

What would happen if we all stopped trying to appear to “have it all together” and we just laid it all out there?  What does it mean to be real?

Shoot, I don’t know for sure but I will give it my best shot….

Real is when we share the good things in life without bragging or wanting others to think we are “cool”. Even though we are, of course, cool.

Real is when we are willing to admit our faults. That things hurt. That they are hard. That we are not perfect. Real is when we are willing to open up our lives to others so that they can relate, heal, find hope.

When making a comment about the good things in life, or the bad things in life we must ask ourselves what our intentions are… are we doing it to brag? Are we saying it to complain? Or are we being real?

So let me try to sum it up since I feel I am rambling…. I think there is a time to share the hard. And times to share the good. It is all about our presentation. And part of being real is acknowledging that life has both the good and the bad. Sure, sometimes it goes in phases…. but life contains both. Lets be real… life is not always good – and life is not always bad….

If your going through a hard time right now, let me make sure and say that there are times when life gets sooo hard… and maybe your going through something that makes it hard to say something good. I get that, I have been in that spot where it is so hard to think of the good things… and I feel like during those times, I am complaining all the time…. don’t be too hard on yourself. Those times will pass. They did for me. I found strength in the Lord and asked Him to show me even just the smallest thing – a good thing – that I could focus on. And if that still didn’t work, I just asked Him to hold me and I cried…. I tried to rely on Him to give me comfort. No person can fill that spot – only God can. I think that when we complain or try to rely on people to understand and have a way to help us “fix” it, it takes our attention away from God.

So what does this have to do with friendship?  I think once of the most important things in friendship is to be real.

I would love to hear from you – hear your thoughts.  What holds you back from being real?  Or do you feel that you are?

~Kristen

Broken People

Why are we so afraid of those who are broken?  It is easy to look at someone who I know is broken and think of ways that I could help make a difference.  Sure sometimes I do. But other times I turn the other way! Why? I am afraid! There is a girl that walks around my neighborhood.  She walks with her shoulders rolled forward, she looks at the ground and clearly lacks confidence. She listens to music and she moves at a steady but slow pace.  I see her behind my house at least 1 times every day just walking.  Her body language tells me that she has a painful story.  That she is indeed broken.  I want to talk to her.  Be her friend.  What I am afraid of is that she will become needy or that she has some serious problem and be dangerous.  I always think of protecting my children which to a degree I should.  Sometimes all of those thoughts make me scared and deter me from wanting to help.  But helping is what everything inside me screams out to do.  It is what Jesus would do. And yet, we live in a society that so selfish and so focused on me. I get that.  I am selfish and it is easier to focus on me.  I was laying in bed tonight talking to Aaron and we prayed for that girl! And I got angry…. angry thinking about what her story could be. Angry that I was thinking of reasons why I should not talk to her. And it led me to write.  I need to snap out of it.  Why am I here? To share Christ.  God says in the bible, “When you do unto the least of these you do for me.”  She is the least of these.  She needs Christ.  And I may be the only one who will share Him with her. After all, He is the only one that can heal her brokenness!  Will I let fear stop me?

We are all broken.  We all need a savior.  We all need someone to come along side us at some point and let us know that we matter.  That we are worth something.  We need someone to show us Christ.  We need someone to accept us… all of us even in our brokenness.

Jesus died for our brokenness – He never turns the other way.  He welcomes us with open arms despite our brokenness.  I sure am glad that Jesus did not turn the other way when He saw me.  Or make excuses why I just may be too much too handle… too big of a problem.  I am so thankful that He thought I was worth it… I was worth the giving of Himself. I was worth the sacrifice.  Me!  Worth the greatest sacrifice! And through Him, I am healed!

~Kristen

Life is busy

Life is just busy!  In one months time I went to a writers conference, Aaron bought a house (while I was at the conference), his parents came to visit, we made design decisions about the house and of course added me to all the paperwork,  I had a baby shower for a friend, had Aleah dedicated, Hailey’s 5th birthday party, and my Grandma was in town….. is that it???  I think so but can’t be sure!  After all, the month is not even over….

I am sitting here wondering how life gets so busy – but at the same time blessed by all those things that make me busy!  I think that’s all I got.  A quick random thought…. and I’m done : )

~Kristen