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Monday, December 6, 2010
Body Cast
This is a post about Caleb's body cast... 4 years ago... approximately 2 weeks after his 3rd birthday.
It was a normal night at home. I was eating yogurt and had just walked into my bedroom. Suddenly I heard Caleb let out a scream that in a mom's heart you know just isn't right. I hurriedly put my yogurt down and me, his dad and brother all came running. He was right outside my bedroom in the dining area, sitting on the floor with my nightgown around him, holding his leg. His thigh was swelling before our eyes. I immediately knew something was broken. I threw on some clothes (because I was in a nightgown), scooped up Caleb, Reco scooped up Coby and we ran out the door and head to the ER at Baptist East. Both boys are in a diaper and t-shirt, but somehow that didn't matter at this point. We get there and he's basically taken straight back to x-ray when they see the swelling and see how much pain he is in. While he's in x-ray, I fill out all the paperwork, and they finally bring him back with his leg in this contraption that prevents him from moving his leg and gives him some pain meds for the pain.
Doctor: "Caleb broke his femur, otherwise known as the thigh bone (puts up the x-ray for us to see). Because it's broken in this way (point to the vertical break...up and down). What happened?"
Me: "He was playing with my nightgown, probably trying to put it on, must have gotten tangled up in it, fell and I guess landed on his knee just the right way."
Doctor: "Ok. Well because this type of break is consistent with someone "twisting the leg", by law are required to contact DHR, which we have done and they are on the way to talk to you. We are not saying that you did anything wrong, it's just required by law."
Me: "Ok. That's fine. Thank you."
I honestly do not remember half of what I was thinking or saying... this was 4 years ago, and I have mommy brain now. The DHR Rep gets there and starts asking me a few questions. All of a sudden my heart starts beating fast, I'm getting nervous and feel like I'm being INTERROGATED!!! I am NOT liking this feeling.
Me: "Are you accusing me of abusing my son!!??"
DHR Rep: "No ma'am. This is normal protocol with breaks like this."
I sure can't tell because right now YOU'RE making me feel like a criminal!!! I am visibly upset and hurt. The DHR Rep tells us that he'll be back in a few minutes. Reco leaves the room with Coby, so it's me and Mimi (Reco's mom) left. I am for some reason trying to convince her that I would never ever hurt my child and she knows I wouldn't. She points out that the DHR Rep has left his bag on the counter and even says "He probably has a recorder in that bag to see what you'll say when he walks out." I should have looked in it! In the meantime the doctor is telling me that Caleb could stay in the hospital for 4 weeks or more in a similar contraption that he's in now to keep his leg still to heal, or that we can go to Children's Hospital in Birmingham where he may be in the hospital a week or less. Not even a question for me... we chose to go to Children's Hospital, so they call an ambulance to take us to Birmingham. Reco and Coby, and the DHR Rep come back in the room. I tell Reco that Caleb's going to Birmingham to Children's Hospital, and that I need to go home and get a change of clothes because I'm going with him. The DHR Rep hears me and asks "can I follow you home?" I tell him sure. At this point I'm mad that he has the audacity to accuse me of child abuse so I want him to see I have nothing to hide. We get to our house and I point out to him where he fell and that the nightgown is still laying on the floor, that my yogurt is still on my dresser, just where I put it down. I tell him to look around. I go into my closet in my bedroom to get some clothes. I hear my door close so I turn around to find the DHR Rep in my bedroom with the door closed.
DHR Rep: "Is there any domestic violence going on?"
Me: "WHAT!!!???" (my mind is saying are you freakin' serious)
DHR Rep: "Well because he's a black man living with a white woman."
O M G
Me: "No there's no domestic violence going on here, we don't fight and do not have problems and just because he's black and I have children by him and we live together does not mean there's domestic violence going on!"
The AUDACITY!!!
He quickly opens the bedroom door and on the way back to the ER I tell Reco what he did and he couldn't believe people actually still believe stupid stuff because of race. I can't even remember if the DHR Rep went back to the hospital. I was furious and hurt by that point. We got to Children's Hospital where they ended up putting a Spica Cast on him for 6 weeks.
You can see in the picture that it started at his chest, went all the way down to his ankle on his left leg (broken leg) and to his knee on the right leg, with an opening for a diaper. They did a fabulous job on the cast. They made all the openings around his ankle, knee, hips and chest soft and easy to clean. I would suggest anyone use Children's Hospital. A week later my sister seemed to have felt left out so she had to break her ankle!
I carried Caleb everywhere. Glad he had just turned 3 years old because I couldn't do it now, lol. I never heard from DHR again, so I guess they gave up on the accusations. I'll never forget that experience. And here are a couple more pics of him in the cast.
It was funny watching him maneuver in it, and he did exceptionally well considering. He flipped and flopped around the floor like a little fish. Hardly ever complained. He's a trooper!
It was a normal night at home. I was eating yogurt and had just walked into my bedroom. Suddenly I heard Caleb let out a scream that in a mom's heart you know just isn't right. I hurriedly put my yogurt down and me, his dad and brother all came running. He was right outside my bedroom in the dining area, sitting on the floor with my nightgown around him, holding his leg. His thigh was swelling before our eyes. I immediately knew something was broken. I threw on some clothes (because I was in a nightgown), scooped up Caleb, Reco scooped up Coby and we ran out the door and head to the ER at Baptist East. Both boys are in a diaper and t-shirt, but somehow that didn't matter at this point. We get there and he's basically taken straight back to x-ray when they see the swelling and see how much pain he is in. While he's in x-ray, I fill out all the paperwork, and they finally bring him back with his leg in this contraption that prevents him from moving his leg and gives him some pain meds for the pain.
Doctor: "Caleb broke his femur, otherwise known as the thigh bone (puts up the x-ray for us to see). Because it's broken in this way (point to the vertical break...up and down). What happened?"
Me: "He was playing with my nightgown, probably trying to put it on, must have gotten tangled up in it, fell and I guess landed on his knee just the right way."
Doctor: "Ok. Well because this type of break is consistent with someone "twisting the leg", by law are required to contact DHR, which we have done and they are on the way to talk to you. We are not saying that you did anything wrong, it's just required by law."
Me: "Ok. That's fine. Thank you."
I honestly do not remember half of what I was thinking or saying... this was 4 years ago, and I have mommy brain now. The DHR Rep gets there and starts asking me a few questions. All of a sudden my heart starts beating fast, I'm getting nervous and feel like I'm being INTERROGATED!!! I am NOT liking this feeling.
Me: "Are you accusing me of abusing my son!!??"
DHR Rep: "No ma'am. This is normal protocol with breaks like this."
I sure can't tell because right now YOU'RE making me feel like a criminal!!! I am visibly upset and hurt. The DHR Rep tells us that he'll be back in a few minutes. Reco leaves the room with Coby, so it's me and Mimi (Reco's mom) left. I am for some reason trying to convince her that I would never ever hurt my child and she knows I wouldn't. She points out that the DHR Rep has left his bag on the counter and even says "He probably has a recorder in that bag to see what you'll say when he walks out." I should have looked in it! In the meantime the doctor is telling me that Caleb could stay in the hospital for 4 weeks or more in a similar contraption that he's in now to keep his leg still to heal, or that we can go to Children's Hospital in Birmingham where he may be in the hospital a week or less. Not even a question for me... we chose to go to Children's Hospital, so they call an ambulance to take us to Birmingham. Reco and Coby, and the DHR Rep come back in the room. I tell Reco that Caleb's going to Birmingham to Children's Hospital, and that I need to go home and get a change of clothes because I'm going with him. The DHR Rep hears me and asks "can I follow you home?" I tell him sure. At this point I'm mad that he has the audacity to accuse me of child abuse so I want him to see I have nothing to hide. We get to our house and I point out to him where he fell and that the nightgown is still laying on the floor, that my yogurt is still on my dresser, just where I put it down. I tell him to look around. I go into my closet in my bedroom to get some clothes. I hear my door close so I turn around to find the DHR Rep in my bedroom with the door closed.
DHR Rep: "Is there any domestic violence going on?"
Me: "WHAT!!!???" (my mind is saying are you freakin' serious)
DHR Rep: "Well because he's a black man living with a white woman."
O M G
Me: "No there's no domestic violence going on here, we don't fight and do not have problems and just because he's black and I have children by him and we live together does not mean there's domestic violence going on!"
The AUDACITY!!!
He quickly opens the bedroom door and on the way back to the ER I tell Reco what he did and he couldn't believe people actually still believe stupid stuff because of race. I can't even remember if the DHR Rep went back to the hospital. I was furious and hurt by that point. We got to Children's Hospital where they ended up putting a Spica Cast on him for 6 weeks.
You can see in the picture that it started at his chest, went all the way down to his ankle on his left leg (broken leg) and to his knee on the right leg, with an opening for a diaper. They did a fabulous job on the cast. They made all the openings around his ankle, knee, hips and chest soft and easy to clean. I would suggest anyone use Children's Hospital. A week later my sister seemed to have felt left out so she had to break her ankle!
I carried Caleb everywhere. Glad he had just turned 3 years old because I couldn't do it now, lol. I never heard from DHR again, so I guess they gave up on the accusations. I'll never forget that experience. And here are a couple more pics of him in the cast.
It was funny watching him maneuver in it, and he did exceptionally well considering. He flipped and flopped around the floor like a little fish. Hardly ever complained. He's a trooper!
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
Friday, November 12, 2010
Transformations
Haven't posted in a very long time. Transformation is taking place in my life and our life as a family. And it's all because I'm listening to the voice of God! Since January things have taken place that I've practically thrown myself at the feet of Jesus. God orchestrated this crazy plan (in the natural mind) that had me and a guy meet on Facebook, that led him back to Alabama to his "wealthy place" and also led me to my "wealthy place" at Voice of Victory Church (http://www.vovc.org/). My journey since being at VOVC has been nothing less than extraordinary. The only way I know how to describe it without making this entry entirely too long is to this way:
See this pineapple....
It's a beautiful piece of fruit. But when you touch it, it can be prickly (is that a word?). It's exterior is beautiful to the eye, but sharp to the touch. That's my life! Beautiful to the eye, but try to touch me (in a frienship intimate kind of way) and you won't get far. Especially women! But, since being in my wealthy place, those little prickly sticky parts are falling off one by one, revealing the true sweet fruit that's inside!!! Praise God... I'm free... I'm really free for the first time in my life!
And when I talk about my "Wealthy Place" .... well you'll just have to listen for yourself here: http://www.vovc.org/archives/wealthy.html
It's the place where you're supposed to be, that God has led you to! It's amazing. I will be sharing more of my journey thus far.
Remember that God loves you and He's not mad at ya!
See this pineapple....
It's a beautiful piece of fruit. But when you touch it, it can be prickly (is that a word?). It's exterior is beautiful to the eye, but sharp to the touch. That's my life! Beautiful to the eye, but try to touch me (in a frienship intimate kind of way) and you won't get far. Especially women! But, since being in my wealthy place, those little prickly sticky parts are falling off one by one, revealing the true sweet fruit that's inside!!! Praise God... I'm free... I'm really free for the first time in my life!
And when I talk about my "Wealthy Place" .... well you'll just have to listen for yourself here: http://www.vovc.org/archives/wealthy.html
It's the place where you're supposed to be, that God has led you to! It's amazing. I will be sharing more of my journey thus far.
Remember that God loves you and He's not mad at ya!
Friday, June 18, 2010
Friday, April 16, 2010
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
That Thing...
"That thing that keeps getting us into a mess doesn't just need correction, it needs healing." ~Beth Moore
Such a simple statement. Such a huge and eye-opening statement. I asked myself... what is that thing that keeps getting me into a mess? That thing for me is my need to be valued, to be appreciated, to have worth in someone's eyes, to be loved for me. So I looked to the world for my value and appreciation. And the world gave me love, gave me appreciation, gave me all the praises I was seeking. But it left a huge hole inside. So each man that I had a relationship with, I put this undue burden on him to fill my hole and complete me. And everytime that man was gone, the hole got bigger and bigger. Life became full of disappointments. Full of failed relationships. Full of flings and booty calls. Because if I could just get him to see my value.. my worth... then he'd love me completely and I'd be happy.
Then God had a divine appointment set up for me. He pulled me away from the world... men... for two years. I didn't realize it then, but now I see that my two years in a federal prison camp was my life saver! And I'll eventually tell that story, but right now I just thank Him that he pulled me out of the world and loved me as only He can! He put someone in my life that lived and loved like Jesus.
When I got back home, I detoured back into that sinful lifestyle, but God never ever stopped pursuing me. I started going back to church when my youngest son was 2 years because I wanted them growing up in church and to know who God is. Funny, God had another appointment for me, and because of my desire for the boys to be in church, God drew me back to Him. That's when conviction started hitting me hard about the relationship I was in. And no matter how many times I tried to justify it, it was affecting every area of my life. Finally... finally... I left it alone for good. I was living in self-decption. Sin never ends good. NEVER! I've learned that the hard way.
But the beautiful thing about all of this is that I am redeemed. I am healed... even if my flesh rises up and the enemy tries to pour those lies into my head... I know I am healed. Healing starts in the mind. Renewal of the mind.
Such a simple statement. Such a huge and eye-opening statement. I asked myself... what is that thing that keeps getting me into a mess? That thing for me is my need to be valued, to be appreciated, to have worth in someone's eyes, to be loved for me. So I looked to the world for my value and appreciation. And the world gave me love, gave me appreciation, gave me all the praises I was seeking. But it left a huge hole inside. So each man that I had a relationship with, I put this undue burden on him to fill my hole and complete me. And everytime that man was gone, the hole got bigger and bigger. Life became full of disappointments. Full of failed relationships. Full of flings and booty calls. Because if I could just get him to see my value.. my worth... then he'd love me completely and I'd be happy.
Then God had a divine appointment set up for me. He pulled me away from the world... men... for two years. I didn't realize it then, but now I see that my two years in a federal prison camp was my life saver! And I'll eventually tell that story, but right now I just thank Him that he pulled me out of the world and loved me as only He can! He put someone in my life that lived and loved like Jesus.
When I got back home, I detoured back into that sinful lifestyle, but God never ever stopped pursuing me. I started going back to church when my youngest son was 2 years because I wanted them growing up in church and to know who God is. Funny, God had another appointment for me, and because of my desire for the boys to be in church, God drew me back to Him. That's when conviction started hitting me hard about the relationship I was in. And no matter how many times I tried to justify it, it was affecting every area of my life. Finally... finally... I left it alone for good. I was living in self-decption. Sin never ends good. NEVER! I've learned that the hard way.
But the beautiful thing about all of this is that I am redeemed. I am healed... even if my flesh rises up and the enemy tries to pour those lies into my head... I know I am healed. Healing starts in the mind. Renewal of the mind.
Monday, April 12, 2010
What Women "Really" Want
Our church service yesterday was simply awesome. Without replaying the entire service, it came down to all the men in our church going down to the altar so that Dr. Vickers (our founder, father of our church) spoke over the men. He encouraged them, built them up and loved them, gave them instruction and commanded them to be the head of their homes. Just like a father is supposed to. He told our men to "be a man" and lead their homes and our church. The men led us in worship. Young and old. Watching men praise and worship God is something to behold!
Then Pastor Stacy got up and said this...
"There is nothing more attractive to a woman than a Godly man! Even women who are not saved are attracted to Godly men. Because there's something about what God does. It's that void that everybody's looking through. They say its a God-shaped hole in all of us. It is there because God wanted you to find Him. Every person. But men... when you allow God to fill that space in you, there is no woman on this planet (and she kind of drifted off but you knew where she was going)... if you are single, you know what you need? You need God and you will have to chase... make women quit hunting you down. You'll have to knock 'em all back. Because there's nothing more attractive than a man that worships God!"
It's so true that women are starving for men to be the leaders God intended them to be. In Jenny's post Astro-Blasters and Spiritual Leadership over at Rainmakers and Stormchasers, she made the following statement:
"And me, well, I’m dying for my husband to step up and spiritually lead in our home."
I can most assuredly say that without a doubt, most married Christian women are 'dying' for their husband to 'step up and spiritually lead' in their homes. Now if you're husband is one of those that is in his place, I hope you know what a huge blessing you have. For those that need the husband to take his role, I pray that God invade his heart and have him step up to the plate and be a man... the man God intended him to be.
For those of us that are single and waiting for that awesome, Godly man that God has for us... continue to seek God with your whole heart. In doing so, God will put him in your life at just the right time and he will be a man of "equal caliber" (as someone told me once). Know that God is preparing your husband AND preparing you to know when it's him that walks into your life... and mine!
Sunday, April 11, 2010
A Word in Season
After my post yesterday, I knew I had to do something to relieve my mind of the thoughts and memories that overwhelmed me. I know that whatever I starve will die and whatever I feed will grow. And wanting to grow I went straight to the Word and started reading the Psalms. And the reason I chose the Psalms is because I needed comfort and I knew that's where David poured out his heart in different areas and found comfort. Wasn't sure where to start so I started with Psalm 1. Went throught 4 Psalms and picked back up this morning with Psalm 5. And just like God, He gave me a Word in season! Here's what I'm meditating on:
Psalm 6
O Lord, don’t rebuke me in your anger
or discipline me in your rage.
Have compassion on me, Lord, for I am weak.
Heal me, Lord, for my bones are in agony.
I am sick at heart.
How long, O Lord, until you restore me?
Return, O Lord, and rescue me.
Save me because of your unfailing love.
For the dead do not remember you.
Who can praise you from the grave?
I am worn out from sobbing.
All night I flood my bed with weeping,
drenching it with my tears.
My vision is blurred by grief;
my eyes are worn out because of all my enemies.
Go away, all you who do evil,
for the Lord has heard my weeping.
The Lord has heard my plea;
the Lord will answer my prayer.
May all my enemies be disgraced and terrified.
May they suddenly turn back in shame.
This passage speaks directly to me... the weeping, the sobbing, I'm weak, I'm in agony... but GOD! God seems to show up right on time with his words of comfort. I get angry at the devil for the way he slyly entered my life and because of MY choice to partake in the relationship with a married man, I am now reaping the harvest I planted. But God... how long must I suffer the consequences? I don't know, but I will keep my eye on Him and seek Him with all my heart. The battle is already won. I want to walk in victory!
Psalm 6
O Lord, don’t rebuke me in your anger
or discipline me in your rage.
Have compassion on me, Lord, for I am weak.
Heal me, Lord, for my bones are in agony.
I am sick at heart.
How long, O Lord, until you restore me?
Return, O Lord, and rescue me.
Save me because of your unfailing love.
For the dead do not remember you.
Who can praise you from the grave?
I am worn out from sobbing.
All night I flood my bed with weeping,
drenching it with my tears.
My vision is blurred by grief;
my eyes are worn out because of all my enemies.
Go away, all you who do evil,
for the Lord has heard my weeping.
The Lord has heard my plea;
the Lord will answer my prayer.
May all my enemies be disgraced and terrified.
May they suddenly turn back in shame.
This passage speaks directly to me... the weeping, the sobbing, I'm weak, I'm in agony... but GOD! God seems to show up right on time with his words of comfort. I get angry at the devil for the way he slyly entered my life and because of MY choice to partake in the relationship with a married man, I am now reaping the harvest I planted. But God... how long must I suffer the consequences? I don't know, but I will keep my eye on Him and seek Him with all my heart. The battle is already won. I want to walk in victory!
Thursday, April 8, 2010
Fighting Brothers
On the way to school this morning, the boys each had a toy or two. Someone got mad. I don't even remember who, but it seems like it was Coby. He proceeds to hit Caleb with the huge Spiderman plane, over and over. Caleb get's mad and proceeds to throw a big Ironman at him. Hey... it's only fair right!? I immediately started yelling at them to give me the toys and that NO MORE toys will be brought in the car. I was fuming that they were all out angry and hitting each other with such force and anger... over a toy! I guess it was over a toy... I really don't even know. But yet my mind wonders do they have pinned up anger inside of them? I know Caleb has told me that sometimes he feels like he's the one always getting into trouble and getting punished. I'm sure to him it seems that way, but that I can assure you that's not the case. Both boys can be defiant and disobedient. But when Coby gets punished he takes heed and doesn't 'continue' to be disobedient, whereas Caleb does. I know this is all a part of growing up and sibling rivalry. I am trying my best to raise them under God's authority. I don't have any help being a single mother. And me always being the discplinarian, I feel I'm so uneffective alot of times. These are the times I wish I had that Godly male figure to help, but right now I rely on God totally for raising them to be men of God. I could use your prayers as well.
Wednesday, March 31, 2010
"Unredeemed"
Selah is one of my favorite groups and I simply love this song! There's so much I could say about it, but I think the words and message speak for itself! Enjoy! (lyrics below)
The cruelest world
The coldest heart
The deepest wound
The endless dark
The lonely ache
The burning tears
The bitter nights
The wasted years
Life breaks and falls apart
But we know these are
Places where grace is soon to be so amazing
It may be unfulfilled
It may be unrestored
But when anything that's shattered is laid before the Lord
Just watch and see
It will not be unredeemed
For every choice that led to shame
And all the love that never came
For every vow that someone broke
And every lie that gave up hope
We live in the shadow of the fall
But the cross says these are all
Places where grace is soon to be so amazing
It may be unfulfilled
It may be unrestored
But when anything that's shattered is laid before the Lord
Just watch and see
It will not be unredeemed
Places where grace is soon to be so amazing
It may be unfulfilled
It may be unrestored
But you never know the miracle the Father has in store
Just watch and see
It will not be
Just watch and see
It will not be unredeemed
The cruelest world
The coldest heart
The deepest wound
The endless dark
The lonely ache
The burning tears
The bitter nights
The wasted years
Life breaks and falls apart
But we know these are
Places where grace is soon to be so amazing
It may be unfulfilled
It may be unrestored
But when anything that's shattered is laid before the Lord
Just watch and see
It will not be unredeemed
For every choice that led to shame
And all the love that never came
For every vow that someone broke
And every lie that gave up hope
We live in the shadow of the fall
But the cross says these are all
Places where grace is soon to be so amazing
It may be unfulfilled
It may be unrestored
But when anything that's shattered is laid before the Lord
Just watch and see
It will not be unredeemed
Places where grace is soon to be so amazing
It may be unfulfilled
It may be unrestored
But you never know the miracle the Father has in store
Just watch and see
It will not be
Just watch and see
It will not be unredeemed
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
One of those days
It's one of those days that I'm thinking to much about the wrong thing. Thinking about my ex... wondering where he is, what he's doing, if he thinks about me, etc. And for whatever reason I decided to check his blog and see what's going on in his life. WHY!!!??? That only made it worst. He's sick. Has the swine flu and I so wish I could be there for him, helping him. Now I'm beating myself up for even checking. This is not good. I need intervention here!
As far as God has brought me, I refuse to turn around and go back down that road. First of all because it was against God's word. No matter how wonderful he is and was to me during our time togther, it doesn't make it right and only ends up hurting others in the process. I make myself think about if I were his wife and how I would feel if I were in her shoes. As much as it felt right and felt good, it wasn't. No matter how many times I tried to justify it, it doesn't change the fact that it was sin. Not to say that I didn't have the best of times with him... I mean there were so many "firsts" that he gave me. Ok... not going to start reminiscing here... but there is so much more I want to experience in life without having to hide it from the world and being in that relationship wasn't going to give me everything God has for me.
I am going to lunch soon and am going to call a good friend that I can talk about my temptation right now and she will pray with me to get me out of this funk. 6 years is a long time to just give up and it not affect you :) There are still emotional ties and physical ties that just don't disappear because I know it was the right thing to do. I ask for God's healing in my heart and mind concerning this.
As far as God has brought me, I refuse to turn around and go back down that road. First of all because it was against God's word. No matter how wonderful he is and was to me during our time togther, it doesn't make it right and only ends up hurting others in the process. I make myself think about if I were his wife and how I would feel if I were in her shoes. As much as it felt right and felt good, it wasn't. No matter how many times I tried to justify it, it doesn't change the fact that it was sin. Not to say that I didn't have the best of times with him... I mean there were so many "firsts" that he gave me. Ok... not going to start reminiscing here... but there is so much more I want to experience in life without having to hide it from the world and being in that relationship wasn't going to give me everything God has for me.
I am going to lunch soon and am going to call a good friend that I can talk about my temptation right now and she will pray with me to get me out of this funk. 6 years is a long time to just give up and it not affect you :) There are still emotional ties and physical ties that just don't disappear because I know it was the right thing to do. I ask for God's healing in my heart and mind concerning this.
Thursday, March 25, 2010
Playing With Fire
We were reading Isaiah 50 during service last night and two verses inparticular stood out to me...
Isaiah 50:10-11 (The Message)
Who out there fears God, actually listens to the voice of his servant? For anyone out there who doesn't know where you're going, anyone groping in the dark, Here's what: Trust in God. Lean on your God! But if all you're after is making trouble, playing with fire, Go ahead and see where it gets you. Set your fires, stir people up, blow on the flames, But don't expect me to just stand there and watch. I'll hold your feet to those flames.
I used to walk in the dark, with no light, but then I started trusting in the name of the Lord and relying on God! And wow.... that's FREEDOM! I had no purpose. I was just drifting through life with no plan. Doing what I wanted to do, being with who I wanted to be with, with no realization or thought that there are real consequences to every action... physically and spiritually. So because of my choices, which were against God's will, He let me fuel the fires and burn myself. He didn't want me to do it, but since I have free will, it's my choice of who I trust and obey.
Thank God for mercy, freedom and redemption! He knew every second of every day of my life. He knew the choices I'd make, the plans I made for myself, the numerous times I grieved Him. But God! He was right there waiting for me to turn around and say "Help. I need You!" And with a glad heart, loved me, forgave me, and redeemed me from the fire!
Our God is an awesome God!
Isaiah 50:10-11 (The Message)
Who out there fears God, actually listens to the voice of his servant? For anyone out there who doesn't know where you're going, anyone groping in the dark, Here's what: Trust in God. Lean on your God! But if all you're after is making trouble, playing with fire, Go ahead and see where it gets you. Set your fires, stir people up, blow on the flames, But don't expect me to just stand there and watch. I'll hold your feet to those flames.
I used to walk in the dark, with no light, but then I started trusting in the name of the Lord and relying on God! And wow.... that's FREEDOM! I had no purpose. I was just drifting through life with no plan. Doing what I wanted to do, being with who I wanted to be with, with no realization or thought that there are real consequences to every action... physically and spiritually. So because of my choices, which were against God's will, He let me fuel the fires and burn myself. He didn't want me to do it, but since I have free will, it's my choice of who I trust and obey.
Thank God for mercy, freedom and redemption! He knew every second of every day of my life. He knew the choices I'd make, the plans I made for myself, the numerous times I grieved Him. But God! He was right there waiting for me to turn around and say "Help. I need You!" And with a glad heart, loved me, forgave me, and redeemed me from the fire!
Our God is an awesome God!
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
Update on the Boys
Home Depot Kids Workshop
I haven't blogged much about daily life in a while and being that the last few posts were about me and the serious part of life, I just wanted to post some pics and show what we've been doing the last couple of months.
The boys participated in the Home Depot Kids Workshop in February. It was their first and the loved it. And so did I because it was FREE! Plus it gives them a sense of accomplishment and pride to see their finished products. They built a "car display" and we just had to get some paint before we left so they could paint them when we got home. Their little Home Depot aprons are so cute!
Coby painting his display with none other than ORANGE! His favorite color!
Caleb painting his with none other than his favorite color... RED!
They are serious about this painting thing
We HAD to go to Walmart and get a pack of Hot Wheels to put on their new car display, which of course are somewhere in a toy box or in a closet or under the couch, along with the display! LOL
Snow Day in Alabama!
We tend to get really excited around here when snow falls. I mean like super excited. Then we take all the pictures we can because we know it will be a long time (maybe a year, maybe 5 years... ya just never know) before we see the white stuff again. I took lots of pictures from the time I woke up around 6:00 am until the sunset. Don't worry, you won't see all the pictures, but here are a few to journal our day. This was February 12, 2010, which was a Friday so everyone... well at least all government employee's... and schools were given a "snow day".
Uncle Greg's backyard (Millbrook, approx 9:30 am)
Coby making his snow angel
Coby & Caleb starting to make a snowman at our apartment
(Montgomery, approx 4:00 pm)
Losing Teeth
Caleb lost his 2nd top tooth and is a snaggle tooth!!! This picture was taken close up so you could see his missing teeth, but his face looks puffy, lol.
"Let's Pretend Hospital"
Caleb's class, along with all the other 1st graders, went to the "Let's Pretend Hospital". They take them through everything from the admission of patient, to the lab, surgery, nursery and other areas of a hospital, and even gave them play money to pay their bill when discharged. Caleb was so excited because he got to play the role of "Daddy" during the tour and even got to wear a tie. His classmate Whesley played the patient and Kiara played "Mama" and got to wear a purse and beads ... an afterthought ... don't you think it would have been more convincing if Whesley played the daddy and Caleb played the patient... get what I'm saying here? :) ... Anyways, back on subject, lol. They had a great time and learned alot. Whesley chose to have 'brain surgery'... well his parents blurted out that he needed brain surgery (in a joking way). Kiara got to hold and feed the baby in the nursery and Caleb got to pay the bill at the end. Afterwards, we all went to Vaughn Road Park for lunch and playtime. We had a great field trip!
Whesley, Kiara & Caleb
Vaughn Road Park
Wagon Train
The rodeo was in town and where we live is about 1/2 mile from the Garrett Coliseum where the rodeo is held each year. I happened to be home one afternoon, after a field trip with Coby and saw the police stopping traffic. So I watched to see why and saw the wagon train coming! I had to get some pictures to show the boys. I hear they travel a good ways to get to the coliseum.
Sunday, March 21, 2010
Renewing My Mind
The lasts 3 posts show an "original posted" date on them because I deleted them for reasons I can only explain as being a trick of the enemy, I was convinced in my own mind that they shouldn't be out there for the whole world to see. All kinds of thoughts and lies went through my head about being exposed, everyone knowing my business, etc. And I let those thoughts take over, thus deleting the posts.
As soon as I did, the enemy attacked. I fell for the scheme... knowing and willingly. What followed was guilt and shame. I have repented and am back on track to renewing my mind. But before I repented and and got back on track, the attack happened over a 4 day period. I ended up contacting my ex (the one I was in the adulterous realtionship with) a couple of times. Emails were pretty short and I think because of all the times in the past that I left him (because of conviction), he probably knew it was best to keep them short and not get into an extended email conversation with me... we both know where it would have lead. So the last time I emailed him and said it HAD to be my last email, I just sat on the couch and cried and grieved. I am sure this is a cleansing of my soul and that not one tear is wasted because God catches them all and will redeem me. But in my human flesh, it hurts. After being with him almost 6 years, it hurts not to be with him. BUT, this is just a cleansing season for me. Old habits and thoughts have to be broken. I am staying in the Word. I am staying in God's presence, and if I get out of His will, I pray that God bring it to my attention so I can repent and get back on track.
Going back to the fact that I deleted the 3 posts... I was overwhelmed by the comments I received on this new journey, but since I erased the posts they are now gone, but they are forever in my heart. And this is not about putting all my business out there, but to uncover the lies and darkness the enemy has had me under all these years. I want my light to shine for others to know they are not alone and we are not perfect... never will be on this side of Heaven!
As soon as I did, the enemy attacked. I fell for the scheme... knowing and willingly. What followed was guilt and shame. I have repented and am back on track to renewing my mind. But before I repented and and got back on track, the attack happened over a 4 day period. I ended up contacting my ex (the one I was in the adulterous realtionship with) a couple of times. Emails were pretty short and I think because of all the times in the past that I left him (because of conviction), he probably knew it was best to keep them short and not get into an extended email conversation with me... we both know where it would have lead. So the last time I emailed him and said it HAD to be my last email, I just sat on the couch and cried and grieved. I am sure this is a cleansing of my soul and that not one tear is wasted because God catches them all and will redeem me. But in my human flesh, it hurts. After being with him almost 6 years, it hurts not to be with him. BUT, this is just a cleansing season for me. Old habits and thoughts have to be broken. I am staying in the Word. I am staying in God's presence, and if I get out of His will, I pray that God bring it to my attention so I can repent and get back on track.
Going back to the fact that I deleted the 3 posts... I was overwhelmed by the comments I received on this new journey, but since I erased the posts they are now gone, but they are forever in my heart. And this is not about putting all my business out there, but to uncover the lies and darkness the enemy has had me under all these years. I want my light to shine for others to know they are not alone and we are not perfect... never will be on this side of Heaven!
Giving Birth (to sin)
Originally posted 3/14/2010
I had a really wierd dream last night. I dreamed that I found out my sister had a son some years ago. I asked her how old he was and her response was that he was old enough to be hanging out with adults because he's been to some family get togethers. I had no idea. I soon found out that she gave birth in the 6th grade. I was shocked! 6th grade? She was still just a child. Thank God this was only a dream. But I started thinking "does she have some deep secret that she needs to share that noone knows about?" My mind wondered if she indeed had a secret that would shock us all, and I intended on asking her when I had a chance.
Started getting ready for church and was praying, asking God for discernment and self-discernment. Show me things unseen. Revelation knowledge. Got us dressed and off to church we went. During praise and worship, suddenly God started revealing to me that my dream had nothing to do with my sister and some deep dark secret. He was showing me that I gave birth to sin in the 6th grade.
James 1:15 (NIV) says:
"These desires give birth to sinful actions. And when sin is allowed to grow, it gives birth to death."
In the King James Version it says:
"Then when lust hath conceived, it bringeth forth sin: and sin, when it is finished, bringeth forth death."
LUST! I don't even remember how lust got into my spirit. But I know that it has wreaked havoc on my life!
I had just read about when you take a step towards God, satan is right there to pull you back. That makes sense, because I gave my life to Christ at 9 years old, which was probably the 4th grade. But by 6th grade, satan penetrated my life and seduced me into loving his ways. Lust led to promiscuity. I was always searching for love. Since I now know that women love with words/communication, for many years I was in one relationship after another. The words that came from mens mouths seduced me. There were plenty of times I even knew what the man was saying was a lie and just a way of getting in my pants. And it was almost as if I couldn't even control it. One man after another. Compared to the number of men I had sex with, there weren't many true, meaningful relationships... I'd say maybe 25%... and that's really stretching it! Sin gave birth to death alright. Everytime I laid with a man, it seemed he took a piece of me that I could never get back. A piece of me died each and every time. I didn't know how to stop.
God tried to get my attention many times, but the world was a much more powerful pull than God.
I'm not sure I say the right things in these posts. I just know God puts these things on my heart. Not trying to be out there in the blogosphere competing with all the women who know how to eloquently tell about something God is doing in their lives. I'm just me. And this is what you get! It's a journey, and I'm excited to see what He has in store for me. And I say that because I have no clue as to why He even showed me this today. Something's going to come out of it.
I had a really wierd dream last night. I dreamed that I found out my sister had a son some years ago. I asked her how old he was and her response was that he was old enough to be hanging out with adults because he's been to some family get togethers. I had no idea. I soon found out that she gave birth in the 6th grade. I was shocked! 6th grade? She was still just a child. Thank God this was only a dream. But I started thinking "does she have some deep secret that she needs to share that noone knows about?" My mind wondered if she indeed had a secret that would shock us all, and I intended on asking her when I had a chance.
Started getting ready for church and was praying, asking God for discernment and self-discernment. Show me things unseen. Revelation knowledge. Got us dressed and off to church we went. During praise and worship, suddenly God started revealing to me that my dream had nothing to do with my sister and some deep dark secret. He was showing me that I gave birth to sin in the 6th grade.
James 1:15 (NIV) says:
"These desires give birth to sinful actions. And when sin is allowed to grow, it gives birth to death."
In the King James Version it says:
"Then when lust hath conceived, it bringeth forth sin: and sin, when it is finished, bringeth forth death."
LUST! I don't even remember how lust got into my spirit. But I know that it has wreaked havoc on my life!
I had just read about when you take a step towards God, satan is right there to pull you back. That makes sense, because I gave my life to Christ at 9 years old, which was probably the 4th grade. But by 6th grade, satan penetrated my life and seduced me into loving his ways. Lust led to promiscuity. I was always searching for love. Since I now know that women love with words/communication, for many years I was in one relationship after another. The words that came from mens mouths seduced me. There were plenty of times I even knew what the man was saying was a lie and just a way of getting in my pants. And it was almost as if I couldn't even control it. One man after another. Compared to the number of men I had sex with, there weren't many true, meaningful relationships... I'd say maybe 25%... and that's really stretching it! Sin gave birth to death alright. Everytime I laid with a man, it seemed he took a piece of me that I could never get back. A piece of me died each and every time. I didn't know how to stop.
God tried to get my attention many times, but the world was a much more powerful pull than God.
I'm not sure I say the right things in these posts. I just know God puts these things on my heart. Not trying to be out there in the blogosphere competing with all the women who know how to eloquently tell about something God is doing in their lives. I'm just me. And this is what you get! It's a journey, and I'm excited to see what He has in store for me. And I say that because I have no clue as to why He even showed me this today. Something's going to come out of it.
My New Journey
Originally posted 3/7/2010
When I revealed that I am embarking on a new journey, I felt as though I was going to have these wonderful, God-inspired posts that I would share with you all (all 10 of you) of how God is transforming my life, how He has made me this bold woman that is helping others in the areas I have struggled in.
You know what? Not happening!
The one thing I have learned in the last month is that this is a process and before I can help anyone else (like I want to), God has to heal me and transform my mind. He is renewing my mind each and every day! I have read more of my Bible in the last month than I have probably for most of my life. It's like when you are reading a new book and you can't wait to get back to it to see what happens next. This is super exciting. One thing that He keeps bringing to my attention is the fact that most people, when they are born again, try to change themselves by doing what is right in God's eyes. But the thing most people don't realize is that they have to renew their minds. Those old habits, old thoughts, old ways of doing things will not change unless you are putting the Word of God inside you. Whatever you are feeding is what is going to grow. When I was in adultery, I fed on that man, how he made me feel, how wonderful he was, how he was the best man in this world, how much time I could spend with him, talk to him, lay with him. I fed my flesh. And so in doing so, I reaped what I had sown for almost 6 years. Paraphrasing what Taffi Dollar said the other day... "sin does not leave you where it found you, in fact it leaves you in a worst condition that when it found you." So true. No matter how good it looks and feels, sin only brings death.
The spirit of lust is never satisfied.
It can never be quenched.
It only gets stronger the more we feed it.
The more we feed it, the deeper into darkness and perversion we go to try to satisfy and quench what we really are looking for.... intimacy! I thought I knew what intimacy was when I was with this man. He loved me like no man ever had and gave me intimacy like I never knew existed (and intimacy is not just sexual). But the intimacy was going to a level I really didn't want to go to. He was never my husband and as much as I tried to justify that "he married the wrong woman and God brought Him into my life"... it's just not true. And all of this has nothing to do with the man himself. He's a human just like me and we chose to make these choices together, but also we make our own choices. I am taking responsibility for my own actions. And I choose to make a change.
Thank God for grace and mercy!
Now that I know the Truth, I am renewing my mind every single day. The other day I was in a rush and didn't have time for my morning devotion/reading and believe you me, all day long I felt out of sorts. It's because I have been feeding my spirit with the breath of God. And just like eating real food, I had not eaten and was hungry for bread... the Bread of Life. I cannot explain what a tremendous difference I feel and see in my life already. There's plenty more work to be done and I'm still not a Proverbs 31 woman, but my desire is to become just that! Just like Dr. Vickers told us in service this morning ... give God your life and watch Him wipe away that old canvas with built up paint, and He will start with a clean canvas and paint the picture of your life... beautiful and glorious. I messed up the first 38 years of my life. I'm gonna let God have the rest of it and paint a beautiful picture.
Now after writing all of this, I realized I went alot further than I intended. I was just going to get on here and say that when God gives me the words to say to the blog world, I will write, but until then I'm just soaking up His goodness, mercy and healing. Guess I had a lot more to say than I thought.
I am currently reading "Battlefield of the Mind" by Joyce Meyer. I have had it for some years and I found it the other day and what better book than this one to help me where I am right now!
When I revealed that I am embarking on a new journey, I felt as though I was going to have these wonderful, God-inspired posts that I would share with you all (all 10 of you) of how God is transforming my life, how He has made me this bold woman that is helping others in the areas I have struggled in.
You know what? Not happening!
The one thing I have learned in the last month is that this is a process and before I can help anyone else (like I want to), God has to heal me and transform my mind. He is renewing my mind each and every day! I have read more of my Bible in the last month than I have probably for most of my life. It's like when you are reading a new book and you can't wait to get back to it to see what happens next. This is super exciting. One thing that He keeps bringing to my attention is the fact that most people, when they are born again, try to change themselves by doing what is right in God's eyes. But the thing most people don't realize is that they have to renew their minds. Those old habits, old thoughts, old ways of doing things will not change unless you are putting the Word of God inside you. Whatever you are feeding is what is going to grow. When I was in adultery, I fed on that man, how he made me feel, how wonderful he was, how he was the best man in this world, how much time I could spend with him, talk to him, lay with him. I fed my flesh. And so in doing so, I reaped what I had sown for almost 6 years. Paraphrasing what Taffi Dollar said the other day... "sin does not leave you where it found you, in fact it leaves you in a worst condition that when it found you." So true. No matter how good it looks and feels, sin only brings death.
The spirit of lust is never satisfied.
It can never be quenched.
It only gets stronger the more we feed it.
The more we feed it, the deeper into darkness and perversion we go to try to satisfy and quench what we really are looking for.... intimacy! I thought I knew what intimacy was when I was with this man. He loved me like no man ever had and gave me intimacy like I never knew existed (and intimacy is not just sexual). But the intimacy was going to a level I really didn't want to go to. He was never my husband and as much as I tried to justify that "he married the wrong woman and God brought Him into my life"... it's just not true. And all of this has nothing to do with the man himself. He's a human just like me and we chose to make these choices together, but also we make our own choices. I am taking responsibility for my own actions. And I choose to make a change.
Thank God for grace and mercy!
Now that I know the Truth, I am renewing my mind every single day. The other day I was in a rush and didn't have time for my morning devotion/reading and believe you me, all day long I felt out of sorts. It's because I have been feeding my spirit with the breath of God. And just like eating real food, I had not eaten and was hungry for bread... the Bread of Life. I cannot explain what a tremendous difference I feel and see in my life already. There's plenty more work to be done and I'm still not a Proverbs 31 woman, but my desire is to become just that! Just like Dr. Vickers told us in service this morning ... give God your life and watch Him wipe away that old canvas with built up paint, and He will start with a clean canvas and paint the picture of your life... beautiful and glorious. I messed up the first 38 years of my life. I'm gonna let God have the rest of it and paint a beautiful picture.
Now after writing all of this, I realized I went alot further than I intended. I was just going to get on here and say that when God gives me the words to say to the blog world, I will write, but until then I'm just soaking up His goodness, mercy and healing. Guess I had a lot more to say than I thought.
I am currently reading "Battlefield of the Mind" by Joyce Meyer. I have had it for some years and I found it the other day and what better book than this one to help me where I am right now!
Narrow Gate & Broad Road
Originally posted on 2/9/2010
You know that verse...
"Enter through the narrow gate. For wide is the gate and broad is the road that leads to destruction, and many enter through it. But small is the gate and narrow the road that leads to life, and only a few find it." ~Matthew 7:13-14
I can remember hearing this all my life. I even understand what it's saying. But it doesn't apply to my life... or so I thought. I have deceptively thought that this part of the Bible didn't apply to me because... "I'm a good person, I live a morally decent life, am good to people, am a good mom, do good things, blah blah blah blah blah.........
WRONG!!!!!
I can't pick apart the Bible and apply what "I want" to apply and pretend the rest is for everyone else. No... the entire Bible is for every believer to live by and apply to their lives. Wow, do I have a lot to learn!
The most prominent part of the Bible that I have chosen to not apply to me is that of Adultery! I am embarking on a journey of healing and will be documenting my readings, findings, fears, failures, victories, joys and everything in between. This will not be an easy journey. I have to be transparent and honest. The enemy, even right now, wants me to just deal with it within myself and not tell others about it, trying to convince me that noone will care, noone will even read about it. The enemy wants us to hide things to have people believe we are the only one going through it, so that we don't seek guidance and so that he can keep us in bondage to the sin. God wants to set me/us free from any and all bondages.
Job 23:10 says:
"But he knows where I am going. And when he tests me, I will come out as pure as gold." (NLT)
Let the Journey begin...
You know that verse...
"Enter through the narrow gate. For wide is the gate and broad is the road that leads to destruction, and many enter through it. But small is the gate and narrow the road that leads to life, and only a few find it." ~Matthew 7:13-14
I can remember hearing this all my life. I even understand what it's saying. But it doesn't apply to my life... or so I thought. I have deceptively thought that this part of the Bible didn't apply to me because... "I'm a good person, I live a morally decent life, am good to people, am a good mom, do good things, blah blah blah blah blah.........
WRONG!!!!!
I can't pick apart the Bible and apply what "I want" to apply and pretend the rest is for everyone else. No... the entire Bible is for every believer to live by and apply to their lives. Wow, do I have a lot to learn!
The most prominent part of the Bible that I have chosen to not apply to me is that of Adultery! I am embarking on a journey of healing and will be documenting my readings, findings, fears, failures, victories, joys and everything in between. This will not be an easy journey. I have to be transparent and honest. The enemy, even right now, wants me to just deal with it within myself and not tell others about it, trying to convince me that noone will care, noone will even read about it. The enemy wants us to hide things to have people believe we are the only one going through it, so that we don't seek guidance and so that he can keep us in bondage to the sin. God wants to set me/us free from any and all bondages.
Job 23:10 says:
"But he knows where I am going. And when he tests me, I will come out as pure as gold." (NLT)
Let the Journey begin...
Friday, February 5, 2010
Enough
Recently, I overheard a mother and daughter in their last moments together at the airport. They had announced the departure. Standing near the security gate, they hugged, and the mother said, 'I love you, and I pray you enough.'
The daughter replied, 'Mom, our life together has been more than enough. Your love is all I ever needed. I pray you enough, too, Mom.'
They kissed, and the daughter left. The mother walked over to the window where I was seated. Standing there, I could see she wanted and needed to cry. I tried not to intrude on her privacy, but she welcomed me in by asking, 'Did you ever say good-bye to someone knowing it would be forever?'
Yes, I have,' I replied. 'Forgive me for asking, but why is this a forever good-bye?'
'Well...I'm not as young as I once was, she lives so far away & has her own busy life. I have some challenges ahead, and the reality is - her next trip back will be for my funeral,' she said.
'When you were saying good-bye, I heard you say, 'I pray you enough.' May I ask what that means?'
She began to smile. 'That's a prayer that has been handed down from other generations. My parents used to say it to everyone.' She paused a moment and looked up as if trying to remember it in detail, and she smiled even more. 'When we said, 'I pray you enough,' we wanted the other person to have a life filled with just enough good things to sustain them.'
Then, turning toward me, she shared the following as if she were reciting it from memory.
I pray you enough sun to keep your attitude bright no matter how gray the day may appear.
I pray you enough rain to appreciate the sun even more.
I pray you enough happiness to keep your spirit alive and everlasting.
I pray you enough pain so that even the smallest of joys in life may appear bigger.
I pray you enough gain to satisfy your wanting.
I pray you enough loss to appreciate all that you possess.
I pray you enough hellos to get you through the final good-bye..
Then, she began to cry, and walked away.
They say, it takes a minute to find a special person, an hour to appreciate them, a day to love them, but an entire life to forget them..
TAKE TIME TO LIVE......
To all my friends and loved ones,
I PRAY YOU ENOUGH.......
Thursday, January 28, 2010
Our 2009 in Pictures
It's been a while since I've blogged about anything in depth. There were many times I wanted to write about something and I'd either get interrupted, never get to it, or just forget about it. When I first thought about blogging about our 2009, I instantly thought to myself "what are you going to write about, nothing big happened in your life, nothing that made a difference..." just negative thoughts. Because in my mind, if I didn't do anything big, i.e. go on a real vacation, get married, buy a house, etc., then it didn't seem to even matter. But here's the beauty of this particular posting. As I was gathering my pictures for this posting, each picture I picked, each event, each trip, each ballgame, each concert, each everything... it made my heart swell that it's not the big things that matter. It's the small, simple, everyday things we do that make being a mom so rewarding and that make life so enjoyable! My negative thoughts (which if you know me are few and far between.... must have been going through some things when I started this)... quickly turned to positive thoughts which in turn into thankful thoughts and I thank God for reminding me what life is all about! Family, friends and good food (you can't be southern and not love some good food). I hope you enjoy our 2009!
January
New Years Day
Caleb (5) & Coby (4)
New Years Day
Caleb & Coby playing Wii for the first
Me with a swollen mouth from getting wisdom teeth extracted out of my
gums and because my mouth is so small they split the corners which hurt the worst!
Coby poked himself in the eye with a pencil
Monster Jam at Garrett Coliseum
January 27th - I turned 37 years old
Shannon took me to lunch at Filet & Vine in Cloverdale
February
Took a trip to Mobile to see Annette, Crystal & Joustin
The boys slept most of the way (this was their first road trip)
Caleb, Coby & Joustin (Mobile)
Annette & me
We met at Gulfport Job Corps in 1990 and have been friends since
Oh the times we had back then
Extreme Makeover - Home Edition
Ty Pennington looking over his script
Tracy, Paul & Eduardo (the deisgners)
The Jordan Family
(Southlawn Community)
The Jordans Extreme Home!
March
Snow in March - March 1st
Uncle Andy's backyard
Rodeo
Cowboy Coby!
Cowboy Caleb
Shannon, McKenzie, Tyra & Nathaniel
T-Ball begins (East Montgomery)
Caleb & Coby
Caleb & Coby riding their trucks and watching a mama bird
sitting on her egg on a beautiful spring day
May
Casting Crowns Concert
Me & Shannon
Anita & me
McKenzie
Nathaniel
And the music begins while its daylight
Still going while the sun sets on over the Alabama River
And still going at dark
Caleb's version of t-ball
I think by this point, Coby had already quit!
Fall Festival - St. John's Head Start
Coby & Caleb riding the train
May 16th - Caleb turned 6 years old
Birthday Boy Caleb
Caleb's end of school Kindergarten program
Morningview Elementary School
Morningview Elementary School
Caleb's Kindergarten teacher, Mary Glen Grant (with glasses on)
Kindergarten picnic at Vaugh Road Park
Darece & Caleb
Caleb & Mrs. Grant
(the BEST kindergarten teacher... and Coby got her too!)
Coby with his mohawk
Caleb with his mohawk
Caleb cleaning his rims/truck (like Daddy)
Coby has to shine his up too
The boys cooling off by spraying each other with their water bottles
(see Daddy cleaning his truck in the background)
June
T-Ball Closing Ceremonies
Coby & Caleb with their trophies
Caleb & Antonio (cousin)
Summer begins
Uncle Andy's new house with the pool
Caleb sliding
Coby sliding
4th of July
Amphitheater, downtown Montgomery
The boys playing in the Splash Pad
August
Caleb's tooth growing in before the first one falls out
Coby & Caleb being boys
tanned from spending the summer at the YMCA
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October
Playhouse Disney LIVE
Mohawks (for the 2nd time)
Caleb & Ethan at Honors Day (first 9 weeks)
Caleb got all A's
Coby & Caleb with their pumpkins they picked out
at the Grand Ole' Pumpkin Patch
Halloween
Stephen, Vada & Kailey (nephew & nieces)
Coby (Wolverine) and Caleb (Duke from GI Joe)
Meeeooowwww!
Me and my sister, Emily
November
Enjoying a beautiful day at Shakespeare Park & Museum of Fine Arts
Thanksgiving at Uncle Andy's
Caleb & Coby (random pic)
Spot on Caleb's neck from a condition called "tinea capitis" (fungal infection)
**will update with another picture of his head, where he lost his hair**
**will update with another picture of his head, where he lost his hair**
December
Natalie Grant
Christmas Tour
I was fortunate to be able to meet her backstage
and she autographed her book "The Real Me"
Christmas Parade - downtown Montgomery
Caleb
Coby
Me, Coby & Caleb (it's rare we get pics together)
Caleb & Coby being silly (as usual)
Skating after watching Alabama beat Florida in the SEC Championship
Coby
Caleb
No-Rehearsal Chrismtas Story at our church during the family Christmas Dinner
I think they were confused and thought they were Ninja's
Caleb & Coby visiting Santa at The Gemette's
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lights galore at The Gemette's
more lights
and more lights
house in The Timbers
Alabama Elephants and Saban as Santa
Christmas Eve @ Shannon's
Carlos - not sure... not sure I want to know!
Shannon & Minnie Me McKenzie
Caleb, me and Coby
tried several times to take a pic that was decent and in
each one, someone managed to be silly... go figure
Shannon giving Caleb "rabbit ears",
which he thought was really funny
but giving Shannon "reindeer ears" was much funnier
Nathan & Caleb
Coby, McKenzie & Caleb drawing pretty pictures on
McKenzie's new art paper and pencils
'finger-licking good'
Carlos tried his best to not get his pic taken while he was eating
Carlos tried his best to not get his pic taken while he was eating
Coby asleep with his new T-Rex Dinosaur that Santa brought,
on the way to Uncle Andy's for Christmas Lunch
It was only noon... new toys must have worn him out
Uncle Andy cutting the ham
Aunt Chris cutting the cherry crumb pie
on the menu: ham, turkey breast, cornbread dressing,
sweet potato casserole, potato salad, corn, mac & cheese
and much more that I cannot remember... but just know it was GOOD!
the kids enjoying the food
and of course one of mine someone manages to be silly
(Coby's sticking out his tongue)
Uncle Greg & Aunt Emmie
T-Rex is attacking Aunt Emmie
btw... Emily and Greg are expecting their first baby!!!
Little Jackson :)
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