Ever went through a transition? It's ok, you can raise your hand, say amen to the computer screen. Ever felt like every single area of your life just caved in all at once? Usually when this happens we want to get the oil and pray the devil out....but transitions are not the devil.....they are from God.
My life has been one transition to the next and so on. As soon as I get comfortable and get settled in, God changes things and gets me moving again. If you know me, you know I love a good change. I've never been through a change that did not turn out to be great. But this current transition has been so tough. So trying. So testing. It seriously broke me down in every area. Now, I am not talking about God having to strip me of all these inward/outward sins, I'm just talking about God aligning my life to His plan. God setting me up for what I was born for. God showing me where my place is and who is suppose to help carry that vision in my life.
I have been quiet for a while with the blogging. Not so much by choice but because I had no voice. I felt like Zechariah who was silenced by God until that baby was born so he couldn't speak against what God was doing, because he didn't believe. He couldn't see how God was going to pull a baby out of his wife's womb (get it, rabbit out of hat, baby out of a womb...no...sorry, cont.). I couldn't even speak about it if I wanted to. I could not see how God was going to take our messed up situations and completely change it around. I still can't even talk about everything going on. But I can talk about the transition phase b/c I've noticed I am not the only in this spot. My advice to you...don't give up. Don't throw in the towel. If everything around you seems to be new and you have no idea what is going on, don't run away. God is shifting things around in your life and the end result is far better than you could have imagined.
I can't wait to share with you this entire story of transition in my life. It started last year and man has it been a year. But because of it I have become a better person, a better wife, a better mother, a better friend. The journey is only begun but I am excited about this new phase we are about to enter. I am excited to see God pull out the potential in Tony and I and set us before those who can help us discover our full potential. I am amazed at where God is taking Tony and I too. God is honoring our prayers and obedience and exceeding everything we could have hoped for. We are so blessed. So so so so blessed and I know God wants the same for you!
If you are in a transition, don't get weary because this isn't a permanent place. This is meant to carry you from one place to the next. Learn from it, grow from it, but don't get settled because God has something so great in store for you. It's so easy to get caught up in how bad things are going but trust God...tell him your needs and He will supply them. Cast your cares on him...He will listen and respond. We serve a beautiful and magnificient savior that will never leave us stranded, and if no one is there to uplift you, I am. Keep your head up and follow what God is leading you to do. Sometimes it's not easy but it's necessary and He knows the end result....you win :)
Friday, September 4, 2009
Friday, February 20, 2009
Gabby Chronicles
January 27, 2009
Gabby Chronicles: FYI, these are actual events in my household.
Gabrielle decided to follow me into the potty room yesterday. She ran around in that small space screaming "Yay Mommy go Pee Pee". She then starts banging on the doors with both hands because it made a loud noise in that echoey bathroom. She then proceeds to run from door to wall smacking them because the noise was fun to her. So she then gets behind the toilet to grab the Febreeze. This child has a death grip on it and won't let go and I see her tiny little fingers gradually crawl up the bottle to the nozzle to squirt me with it. My attempts to pull the bottle out of her hands failed and she ended up spraying Febreeze all over her. As she is squeezing Autumn Breeze all over her she has her eyes closed and is laughing. I am freaking out thinking this toxic crap is going to burn out her retinas. So I finally get the bottle away from her and frantically checking her eyes and she's looking at me like I am crazy. Her retinas were fine and she continued on with banging on the walls. Her hair smelt like Autumn Breeze the rest of the night.
This morning around 4 am almost kicked her down the stairs. Seriously. Tony got up around 3 to put her back to sleep b/c she was crying. He forgot to close her door all the way and didn't put the gate up to block the stairs. Men. Around 4 am I hear this noise by our door and I shoot up in the bed. It's dark and it's hard to see anything but I look at my door and I see this dark figure laying on the ground by my door. My first thought was "Omg, it's that evil girl from The Ring coming to claim my soul". Seriously, it really was. I was thinking of all the scriptures I could to start yelling off if this thing proceeds to come into the room. So I smack Tony to wake him up. I hear the dark thing chuckle. "Gabby!?". "HI MOMMY!" She runs to my side of the bed just chattering away. I don't think she realized just how close she was to getting punt kicked down the stairs.
January 26, 2009
I went to get my hair done on Saturday. On the way back home I get a phone call from Tony and he's super pissed and screaming at me to hurry up and get home and get our child. I haven't eaten all day so I am like can I atleast get something to eat in which he replies no, come home right now. Loser. So I come home and my living room is all destroyed. Tony's running around the house screaming the whole time and then looks at me and says "Gabrielle lost my Call of Duty game". I couldn't help but bust out laughing. He gives me the run down of what happened. He said he took the game out of it's case and put it down for a second to change Gabrielle's diaper. He said from the time he went to throw the diaper away and back into the living room the game disappeared. Again I am hysterically laughing. This was worth not stopping to eat. Now, this isn't the first time Gabby has lost something. Tony requested a new check card from his bank a while back. We got it. Left it on the table for a minute...we haven't seen that card since. So I start looking around and asking Gabby where is the CD. So she's running around the house yelling CD. Tony's fumming. I am still laughing and give Gabrielle a high-five. So after about 30 minutes of looking I finally find it....stuck under the xbox. Once we found it, Tony apologizes and runs to get us some Zaxby's. This will probably be my favorite story of her's ever.
Saturday evening we dropped Gabrielle off at my parent's house to go see Underworld. As we were about to leave I go to Gabby and ask her to give me kisses. So she gives me an mmmaah and I ask for another one. So she gives me another one. So I ask for another one and she gives me another. About the 5th time I ask she sticks her whole hand in my face and says "No mommy. Go bye bye". My child kicked me out of my parent's house. Man.
January 23, 2009
She ate her first bowl of cereal with milk yesterday. After she got done eating the cereal she drank the milk from the bowl...I'm so proud.
She pee pee'd on the potty twice! Now if we can get her to do it everytime she has to go to the bathroom!
Tony said when he dropped her off this morning this little girl came up to her to help her take her jacket off and Gabby swatted her hand away and looked at her like "I got this".
Gabby may have her first victim. Tony said there's a little boy in her class that drops everything he is doing when Gabrielle walks into the room to go be with her. Tony said he'd hate to have to hurt him.
This morning she tried to baracade her door with the laundry basket. Busted. But she was really sweet this morning so we forgave her. She coughed and covered her mouth and said excuse me when she was done coughing.
Gabby Chronicles: FYI, these are actual events in my household.
Gabrielle decided to follow me into the potty room yesterday. She ran around in that small space screaming "Yay Mommy go Pee Pee". She then starts banging on the doors with both hands because it made a loud noise in that echoey bathroom. She then proceeds to run from door to wall smacking them because the noise was fun to her. So she then gets behind the toilet to grab the Febreeze. This child has a death grip on it and won't let go and I see her tiny little fingers gradually crawl up the bottle to the nozzle to squirt me with it. My attempts to pull the bottle out of her hands failed and she ended up spraying Febreeze all over her. As she is squeezing Autumn Breeze all over her she has her eyes closed and is laughing. I am freaking out thinking this toxic crap is going to burn out her retinas. So I finally get the bottle away from her and frantically checking her eyes and she's looking at me like I am crazy. Her retinas were fine and she continued on with banging on the walls. Her hair smelt like Autumn Breeze the rest of the night.
This morning around 4 am almost kicked her down the stairs. Seriously. Tony got up around 3 to put her back to sleep b/c she was crying. He forgot to close her door all the way and didn't put the gate up to block the stairs. Men. Around 4 am I hear this noise by our door and I shoot up in the bed. It's dark and it's hard to see anything but I look at my door and I see this dark figure laying on the ground by my door. My first thought was "Omg, it's that evil girl from The Ring coming to claim my soul". Seriously, it really was. I was thinking of all the scriptures I could to start yelling off if this thing proceeds to come into the room. So I smack Tony to wake him up. I hear the dark thing chuckle. "Gabby!?". "HI MOMMY!" She runs to my side of the bed just chattering away. I don't think she realized just how close she was to getting punt kicked down the stairs.
January 26, 2009
I went to get my hair done on Saturday. On the way back home I get a phone call from Tony and he's super pissed and screaming at me to hurry up and get home and get our child. I haven't eaten all day so I am like can I atleast get something to eat in which he replies no, come home right now. Loser. So I come home and my living room is all destroyed. Tony's running around the house screaming the whole time and then looks at me and says "Gabrielle lost my Call of Duty game". I couldn't help but bust out laughing. He gives me the run down of what happened. He said he took the game out of it's case and put it down for a second to change Gabrielle's diaper. He said from the time he went to throw the diaper away and back into the living room the game disappeared. Again I am hysterically laughing. This was worth not stopping to eat. Now, this isn't the first time Gabby has lost something. Tony requested a new check card from his bank a while back. We got it. Left it on the table for a minute...we haven't seen that card since. So I start looking around and asking Gabby where is the CD. So she's running around the house yelling CD. Tony's fumming. I am still laughing and give Gabrielle a high-five. So after about 30 minutes of looking I finally find it....stuck under the xbox. Once we found it, Tony apologizes and runs to get us some Zaxby's. This will probably be my favorite story of her's ever.
Saturday evening we dropped Gabrielle off at my parent's house to go see Underworld. As we were about to leave I go to Gabby and ask her to give me kisses. So she gives me an mmmaah and I ask for another one. So she gives me another one. So I ask for another one and she gives me another. About the 5th time I ask she sticks her whole hand in my face and says "No mommy. Go bye bye". My child kicked me out of my parent's house. Man.
January 23, 2009
She ate her first bowl of cereal with milk yesterday. After she got done eating the cereal she drank the milk from the bowl...I'm so proud.
She pee pee'd on the potty twice! Now if we can get her to do it everytime she has to go to the bathroom!
Tony said when he dropped her off this morning this little girl came up to her to help her take her jacket off and Gabby swatted her hand away and looked at her like "I got this".
Gabby may have her first victim. Tony said there's a little boy in her class that drops everything he is doing when Gabrielle walks into the room to go be with her. Tony said he'd hate to have to hurt him.
This morning she tried to baracade her door with the laundry basket. Busted. But she was really sweet this morning so we forgave her. She coughed and covered her mouth and said excuse me when she was done coughing.
Tuesday, January 13, 2009
The truth about your haters
This word has been floating around lately....A LOT. It seems that if you aren't on the band wagon of that person's personality, life style, religious belief, relational status, or fashion then you are a hater. Please allow me to separate what a real hater is from someone who refuses to jump on your band wagon.
A hater will never rejoice in anything good about your life. A hater's jealousy is a driving force within in their life. When a hater looks at the hated one they can't help but see what they want, what they wish they had, who they wish they could be. We think that a hater is one that is loud and broadcasting their hateration publicly. Not necessarily true. Your biggest hater could be your best friend.....even your family. People tend to think that haters are those people on the outside looking in. They're not necessarily haters, they're just judgemental, uninformed, stereotyping, clueless individuals. A hater has to know what you got going for you, what you're working with, in order to have something to be envious of. Envy and jealous are similar...except for the motives behind it. Jealousy is a feeling. We tend to see that really cute Coach purse and wish it was on our arm, that car is just simply divine and wish it were you driving it. Envy is the actions following jealousy. Envy is jealousy out of control. If jealousy isn't put into place envy will take over. Envy will cause you to go after what your jealous of. Why do single woman flock to married or taken men? Men, have you ever noticed how woman will come out of the wood works when you're in a relationship? They want what they don't have, so all those dirty calls, text messages, "What does your girl have that I don't have", is envy whirling it's ugly head. It is trying to get what it doesn't have.
To me, a true hater is almost like a double agent. They're on the inside so they can know all the juicy details of your life and they will either a) try to mimic it, b) try to steal it, or c) try to destroy it. That hater will find themselves trying to keep up with you in life. You get a new car, they try and get a new car. You move into a nicer neighborhood, they're breaking their back to afford a higher mortgage or rent payment to look just like you. I am not talking about posers, I am talking about a person that can't stand to see someone close to them doing better than them. They hate to see you excel. They hate to see you happy. They hate to see you living your dreams because they are not excelling, happy, or living their dreams.
So what's the difference from someone who isn't all up in your cheering section and a hater? Easy. It all comes down to truth. A hater won't tell you the truth because they want you to make a fool of yourself. They're not telling you the truth to destroy you but to help you. Sometimes the truth is going to go against what you feel but doesn't mean they're hating on you. They're just letting you know how stupid you look. If you are wearing a hair style that looks terrible...., well, then it looks terrible. There is nothing within in me that wants to wear that twisted up mess. I am not jealous, envious, or desiring that style. I am looking out for your well being and letting you know you look terrible. If you are trying to have a child and you can't even pay your light bill, me telling you to wait is not me hating. It is me reminding you that kids cost money and because they can't provide for themselves that leaves that job up to the parents...the ones who can't even pay their light bill.
People are so quick to throw out the title HATER to everyone and anyone who isn't looking at them and celebrating their life with them. Maybe they are not meant to be in your cheering section. They have an opinion and that's about it. Now if they start trying to chase after what you got, or destroy it, then they may be a hater. If they are continuously speaking negative over you and your situations then yes, they are a hater. Just because they don't agree with you doesn't make them a hater. It makes them a person with the free will to think you look like an idiot...when you really do. You should be thankful for those people who will tell you that you look stupid. You should be thankful for those people who are being honest with you even though it hurts. You should be thankful for those people whom aren't just hyping you up for failure or embarrassment.
Haters want to be in your inner circle so they can get all the information they can about you, smile in your face, and then go behind your back to discredit your household. Strangers aren't the ones you have to worry about hating on you. The people closest to you are the ones to watch. They hate to see you shed a few extra pounds when they're overweight. They hate to see you get a promotion because they can't hold down a job. Of course they don't want to see you happy in a relationship when they're miserably single/married. Who cares if someone who doesn't know you can't appreciate the good things in your life? Does it even matter? Those people who are closest to you that look at you funny, always making snide remarks, or always questioning where you are in life, are the ones to look out for. They are the real haters (not just someone with an opinion of you) that would be the first ones to stab you in the back.
A hater will never rejoice in anything good about your life. A hater's jealousy is a driving force within in their life. When a hater looks at the hated one they can't help but see what they want, what they wish they had, who they wish they could be. We think that a hater is one that is loud and broadcasting their hateration publicly. Not necessarily true. Your biggest hater could be your best friend.....even your family. People tend to think that haters are those people on the outside looking in. They're not necessarily haters, they're just judgemental, uninformed, stereotyping, clueless individuals. A hater has to know what you got going for you, what you're working with, in order to have something to be envious of. Envy and jealous are similar...except for the motives behind it. Jealousy is a feeling. We tend to see that really cute Coach purse and wish it was on our arm, that car is just simply divine and wish it were you driving it. Envy is the actions following jealousy. Envy is jealousy out of control. If jealousy isn't put into place envy will take over. Envy will cause you to go after what your jealous of. Why do single woman flock to married or taken men? Men, have you ever noticed how woman will come out of the wood works when you're in a relationship? They want what they don't have, so all those dirty calls, text messages, "What does your girl have that I don't have", is envy whirling it's ugly head. It is trying to get what it doesn't have.
To me, a true hater is almost like a double agent. They're on the inside so they can know all the juicy details of your life and they will either a) try to mimic it, b) try to steal it, or c) try to destroy it. That hater will find themselves trying to keep up with you in life. You get a new car, they try and get a new car. You move into a nicer neighborhood, they're breaking their back to afford a higher mortgage or rent payment to look just like you. I am not talking about posers, I am talking about a person that can't stand to see someone close to them doing better than them. They hate to see you excel. They hate to see you happy. They hate to see you living your dreams because they are not excelling, happy, or living their dreams.
So what's the difference from someone who isn't all up in your cheering section and a hater? Easy. It all comes down to truth. A hater won't tell you the truth because they want you to make a fool of yourself. They're not telling you the truth to destroy you but to help you. Sometimes the truth is going to go against what you feel but doesn't mean they're hating on you. They're just letting you know how stupid you look. If you are wearing a hair style that looks terrible...., well, then it looks terrible. There is nothing within in me that wants to wear that twisted up mess. I am not jealous, envious, or desiring that style. I am looking out for your well being and letting you know you look terrible. If you are trying to have a child and you can't even pay your light bill, me telling you to wait is not me hating. It is me reminding you that kids cost money and because they can't provide for themselves that leaves that job up to the parents...the ones who can't even pay their light bill.
People are so quick to throw out the title HATER to everyone and anyone who isn't looking at them and celebrating their life with them. Maybe they are not meant to be in your cheering section. They have an opinion and that's about it. Now if they start trying to chase after what you got, or destroy it, then they may be a hater. If they are continuously speaking negative over you and your situations then yes, they are a hater. Just because they don't agree with you doesn't make them a hater. It makes them a person with the free will to think you look like an idiot...when you really do. You should be thankful for those people who will tell you that you look stupid. You should be thankful for those people who are being honest with you even though it hurts. You should be thankful for those people whom aren't just hyping you up for failure or embarrassment.
Haters want to be in your inner circle so they can get all the information they can about you, smile in your face, and then go behind your back to discredit your household. Strangers aren't the ones you have to worry about hating on you. The people closest to you are the ones to watch. They hate to see you shed a few extra pounds when they're overweight. They hate to see you get a promotion because they can't hold down a job. Of course they don't want to see you happy in a relationship when they're miserably single/married. Who cares if someone who doesn't know you can't appreciate the good things in your life? Does it even matter? Those people who are closest to you that look at you funny, always making snide remarks, or always questioning where you are in life, are the ones to look out for. They are the real haters (not just someone with an opinion of you) that would be the first ones to stab you in the back.
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