Organizational Woes


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Sometime in the next two months we need to move.  This isn’t one of those, oh my house is too small and I wish to have something bigger type moves.  This is – we live in a two bedroom apartment and Indiana fire codes dictate that once you have a third child you are only allowed to stay in that apartment until the child is twelve months of age – type of moves.  He turned 10 months yesterday.  I feel incredibly disorganized.  I want to start packing and be ready for this move, whenever it does come, with everything that I have.  Yet, I really do act as if my feet are stuck in the mud.  I can’t process in my head what needs to happen and I can’t sit down and get done what needs to get done.  Dishes, and work, and being present in my children’s lives, and this or that or what not seems to rule, and then there’s those dishes again!  Thank goodness my precious husband helps me with the laundry most of the time.  It’s all in a pile sitting next to me on the floor right now.  This will be a short post, so that I can tackle that pile since Jeff will be playing basketball tonight and I really want the house to be clean for this weekend.  Nothing is going on this weekend except for Samuel’s basketball game Saturday morning.  This is a first in a long time it seems.  Our calendar has been booked since last October with various activities.  What better than to have a weekend to relax and enjoy each other as a family without having a huge pile of dishes and laundry staring at me!

So, I contemplate what it is I can tackle each day and am attempting to just focus on that.  Focus.  That’s probably the key word in what I am lacking right now.  A big jar of focus.  I am also trying to be more present in the boys’ lives with focus and intentionality on just them!  (I think I just created my own word there, hehe) Less of the technology stuff like phones and tablets and video games, and more of playing together, and reading and learning together.  Enjoying them each moment before they grow up and leave our little household, wherever it is that we move to.  Today as I rocked Eli to sleep I remain thankful that I have these three amazing little boys and that they are healthy and rambunctious as ever.  Just as Eli leaned into my arms and knew he could fall asleep safely, I will lean into my Savior’s everlasting arms and remember who I serve.  I am also not allowing the worry and fret to creep in like they can tend to do.  I won’t worry about where it is we move to, I know God has a plan for us.  I won’t worry about how we will get the things done that we need to get done, God will give us the strength we need to get it all done.  I will focus on Him, I will focus on Jeff and the kids, and I will tackle this big pile of laundry next to me so that it will eventually look like this


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Who knows, maybe I’ll even put a smile on my face while I’m folding the laundry like the woman above!!

And those who know your name put their trust in you,
for you, O LORD, have not forsaken those who seek you. Psalm 9:10

Commit your way to the LORD;
trust in him, and he will act. Psalm 37:5


Time can stop flying now…

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My beautiful boys

It is evening and I am sitting here in front of my laptop getting ready to finish up some work.  I can’t help but sit here and contemplate how fast the days are going.  It helps that I was watching a screen saver on my computer with pictures of the boys, from when Samuel was a newborn to now.  They are sitting across from me on the couch, being brothers – so cute together.  Joseph wanted a sock taken off, and I asked Samuel to help him.  It just amazes me that they are old enough now that I can ask them to help each other instead of needing me to help them with all of their daily tasks.  It can be liberating on one hand, because I can now sit here and do some work while they quietly play together before our bedtime routine begins.  It can also be daunting, on the other hand, because when I think about it, in no time at all they will be tweens, then teens, then off to explore the world on their own.  The days of cute ways of saying words in their toddler speak will change to me reading their 12 page term papers in high school to check for editing errors.  I know I am so getting ahead of myself but I am constantly trying to take mental images of things they are doing or writing down the cute words they have for different things so I won’t forget them.  I want to savor every moment of their existence.  I also want to honor the LORD in how I am raising them.  I have tried to make sure that every step of the way, from their C-section births to the nighttime feedings and diaper changes, to when they wake up sick and need extra TLC, through Joseph’s long colicky days and nights, that every.little.thing I am thankful for because they are all such amazing blessings.  I know I’ve failed to do this through many moments, but as I draw near to God I am reminded of how much I have been blessed through Jeff and the boys.  God heard.  God added.  God, you are amazing!

Lord, it is my prayer that every moment of every day I will be thankful for what you have done for me, that I will sing your praises, that your rod and staff will comfort me, that I will rise early in the morning to prepare the domain you have chosen to bless me with and will help me strive to be the virtuous woman, whose price is far above rubies.  Let me take no moment for granted.

In the 20 minutes it has taken  me to contemplate this post and write these sentences to you, my virtual followers, Samuel is now sitting on my lap and Joseph is sitting next to me holding tightly on to my hair (that’s his thing lately) and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

“Lo, children are an heritage of the LORD: and the fruit of the womb is his reward. As arrows are in the hand of a mighty man; so are children of the youth.”

Psalm 127:3, 4