Mommysmart: Bloggin is a blessin (I'm from TX y'all and I meant to leave off the "g's")!

Tuesday, December 04, 2007

Bloggin is a blessin (I'm from TX y'all and I meant to leave off the "g's")!

This is how baby Krista felt about the Swifts win on Saturday! Or at least that is what her daddy said.

One of the hardest parts of moving was leaving my sweet neice behind. She stayed with us when we lived close and played with my kids all of the time. Now her mommy gets to stay home with her and she sent me this photo this morning. She is pretending that her stuffed animals are Ashlynn and Rylan. We miss you, too, Brooke!

Well again last night I got to meet a bloggie friend. She had bunco at her house and so now I have a face to go along with the witty mommy that I read every day. Check out her blog here and tell her that mommysmart sent you.

I have to tell you that if you want your world to feel smaller then you should start a blog. I have met more great people and had so much fun re-connecting with old friends. And that is why bloggin is a blessin!

3 comments:

Neva said...: I know she was blessed by meeting you!

Peace
neva; 10:44 AM
Liss and MOMMY said...: I was blessed by meeting you. But I wish we had a chance to talk more. We are having a couples bunco at church New Year's Eve. You and Rocky should come and the kids. The kids just run around randomly. Thanks again for coming!; 11:58 AM
Liss and MOMMY said...: Funny blond comment...I was asked one day if I had to dye my hair everyday to cover the blond. So I am right there with you.; 2:13 PM

What I believe

God is perfect, man is not. There is no perfection in churches, religions, preachers, elders, grandparents, scholars, authors, friends, leaders, missionaries, Christian schools, church founders, parents, disciples of Jesus, or anyone else that is not Jesus Christ. So in all of my recent obsessive searching for answers I have only come to this conclusion. I believe in God, I believe that he sent his son Jesus to live on this earth, die and be resurrected. I believe that I am saved by grace through faith and expected to live a life that honors God, while remembering that I am not perfect and I will let down myself, others, and my savior. I believe that since the death of Jesus there have been many great people that have lived their lives in the best way that they knew how in order to honor and worship him. I do not believe that their lives are to be a pattern for mine. The only life that is worthy of duplicating is that of Jesus. With that conviction, I do not believe that there is a perfect place to worship in past or present. I do not believe that there is a perfect eldership to worship under. I do not believe that there is a perfect minister in which to hear the word. I do not believe that there is a perfect music service in any church anywhere. I DO believe that God is honored with my conviction to seek him, worship him, and take him to others every chance that I get.

Grace is not license to sin but the power to overcome it. - Kay Arthur

As a believer, understand that whatever season of life you’re in is not by chance; God has EQUIPPED and ANOINTED you for it. - Priscilla Shirer

Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It is not just in some of us; it is in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.
~Marianne Williamson, A

....It is so easy to not experience connection. Our busy lives pull us away from ourselves, so much so that we even forget how to breathe. We rarely hold still. Our bodies might be sitting with our children, but our minds are racing off in many other directions. When our little ones look us in the eyes, they know we are not there. And while it is not easy, it is vital that we resist this way of life that pulls us away from ourselves. For we teach our children not so much by preaching lessons or dogma to them as by the way we walk and sit and see the world. They will learn to breathe and smile and be compassionate and connected to themselves and to their world through our example.....Denise Roy