Life is about choices

Yesterday Dalton and I had quite a day of travel! After being in Daytona, FL since Friday night racing Ricky Carmichael's Amateur Supercross, we took the 6:45am flight back home so that he would only miss Monday at school. What was supposed to be just a 2.5 hour flight home from Orlando turned into 9 hours on the same plane! There was some nasty nasty weather in the DFW area, so our pilot had to divert to Houston. And then we were on our way...and then we weren't...LOL This happened a few times. However we did finally make it home safe and sound! Praise for that! I know that several homes were destroyed in the area, so I am praying for all affected by that storm.

My point of this blog, is a few things that stood out to me. One being one of the flight attendants. He was very rude and quite honestly pretty snippy. Now, I would understand that if people were complaining and blaming him, etc. However, that was not the case. It actually seemed as if he were that way from the get go. Another being around the 8th hour, I heard a few people saying things like "I'll never fly American again". Well, I am willing to bet that was an empty threat! It wasn't American's fault. Thank goodness they were able to make quick decisions based on our safety!!!

Why go through life being miserable? Why blame others? I am so very grateful for all the behind the scenes workers that got all those messages to the pilots so that we were safe! Were we a little bummed that it took almost our whole day? Yes. Were we hungry? Yes. Did I have an out loud attitude of crankiness? No. Even Dalton who I was sure was going to meltdown at some point..Did AMAZING! I am grateful that with my business I have time freedom and this did not affect anyone else. That I didn't have to re-arrange others schedules, and that I didn't have to use any time off or vacation time to cover the day. :)

Choose JOY  in whichever situation you are in. Choose JOY in whichever job you have. Choose to be kind in the face of snippy. Life is a CHOICE. It is what you make of it. What choice will you make this week?

Dirt-bikes and Stomach-aches

Yes, the thought of dirt bikes and my children on them makes my stomach hurt, but that is not the exact reason for this post. (Well-sort of.)

After much discussion, prayer, and debate, we decided to get Dalton his first dirt bike for his birthday. The we here is taken lightly you know. I really have no control over the manly wants in my household. So, today we had family day. Dalton's last basketball game, then a little Old Navy sight seeing, and Chuck E Cheese! The kids had a blast, and we had a really great time as a family. Then home for a nap. This was the best part! LOL

Later, we were playing outside, and Jason being the big kid that he is just can't wait to give D his present! So....Dalton got to unveil his dirt bike today! He was sooo excited! We have had the "with this bike comes responsibility" talk, and tomorrow we will take him out to start learning all the basics of it.

Now onto the stomach ache part. Yes, the thought of the dirt bike and all that comes with it does make my stomach hurt, but we have apparently gotten a little touch of a stomach something or other. Needless to say, the boys can't stop talking about the "poop". It is kinda comical though. Hopefully one day is all it is. I have heard this is going around.

Enjoy the pictures of our weekend. I have included some pictures of Fri night at Sonic for ice cream. We met a really neat family while we were there, and I will have to blog more on them later. But for now, please say a prayer for Joy and her family. (God knows what's up)

Restored Joy

I haven't posted in a while, but I finally feel "blog-worthy"! For about all of January, I have been in some kind of funk, and I mean no joy-having funk! Like I would know that things needed to be done around the house, look and them and go "yeah, I don't care" and so things were really "blah" around here for awhile.

I had been praying, reading my Bible everyday, praying some more, other people were praying for me, and then one day...POOF! My joy came back (God renewed my joy). This is how it happened..One Tues I was talking to my friend Kim, about how I had no joy what so ever, and how I didn't know how to get out of this funk. That same Thurs, I was on my way home from work, on the phone with my friend Jennifer, and it "just happened". "What happened?" You ask. Well, my joy was renewed, God restored my joy and gave me a new found hope. I was excited to go home and be with my family, this was a first for a few weeks! I walked in the door with a smile on my face and glad to be there. My husband noticed the difference right away! And he asked what Jennifer said to me that restored my joy, and it wasn't anything Jennifer said, it is what happened as I was dialing her number and listening to the phone ring...There is no other explanation than this-God renewed my joy. He gave me the desire to want to be the wife and mother He calls me to be. This is not something I can do on my own, this is something that we can only do through Him!

I think this was the lesson He was teaching me. Kinda the same as the lesson He taught me several years ago.."You can't be happy anywhere, until you are finally happy with where you are" (Another lesson God used my friend Jennifer to help me see). This time, I knew that I couldn't do anything without Him, but yet I was still trying to, without even realizing it. I was falling for that LIE FROM SATAN...you know the one, the one that takes God's word and twists it all around to say "You need to do EVERYTHING in your house or you aren't a good wife and mother" You are supposed to do it ALL BY YOURSELF, or you aren't following God's plan" "If your kid can't read, IT'S ALL YOUR FAULT, YOU ARE A BAD MOM, and so on, and so on."

This is a bunch of baloney straight from the pit of hell! And on Thursday God showed me that I was not following His plan for me, but that I was trying to take it all on my own shoulders, as my own burden to carry. Hmmmmm, isn't that right where Satan wants us? IN BONDAGE! Well, no more bondage over here my friends! I am singing the glory and praises of Our Lord and King! (Yes, Kim, Singing Loud with great JOY to The Lord!) LOL! To My Savior who paid it all, so that I could lean on His strength, not my own!

So, here is to my new found hope! That the prayers that I felt from my friends, will continue on, since I know from experience that Satan does not give up! Well, I am continuing to turn to God, I am continuing to wake up daily prepared to fight the battle with the greatest warrior in the world on my side!