the real house...the real win.

i'm not sure if it's the long winter or that there's just 6 of us in this house, but it's a flipping mess...always!

i get frustrated when i look around...bc as soon as i clean up, there's another mess. i mean, i have some really awesome "helpers"...but as you can see, there's some ba-junk-da-junk that could use a cleaning up.

i'm having a hard time this morning being really upset about it...because i'm rejoicing in finding my "fountains" or strength in what matters. passion 2011 rocked my world...like i mean, rocked my world...and the CD just released {with me singing off key in the crowd} and i'm praising God along with Chris Tomlin and 3000 other peeps to "all my fountains"...and i'm feeling the joy, man.

and then i turn around and i see the world i live in. i mean, that's hard for me in the midst of this...

and this...

but in the end, what matters? i'm really trying hard to keep that focus...ministry of late has been full of challenges. my house is a wreck. my kids are not listening...

and i remember, that's how satan gets to me. he picks at what i SEE every minute of the day. and it's in the unseen of Christ that really matters in the end.

because in the end...JESUS WINS. i mean, that's what matters. the dishes are piled, and the kids are playing naked babies in pillow cases in the great room...

but in the end...JESUS WINS.

romans 12:2..."do not conform to the pattern of THIS WORLD, but be TRANSFORMED by the renewing of your MIND...then you will be able to test and APPROVE what GOD'S will is...his good, pleasing and PERFECT will."

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random acts...GNO

over at GNO, there's a few of us who decided to challenge ourselves last week to perform a random act of kindness. i talked with my girls and hubs about what we could do... we reserve some funds each month out of our giving to put towards a current or urgent need that we find. i think it's important to let the kids see how we give as family...and they should be part of that decision too . as we were talking, and eating chinese...come on, you know there would be eating...i open my fortune cookie. and this is it!! i was out getting a few minutes of alone time and decided to pay hubs forward by getting jiffy lube to do the oil change. while i was there, i remembered how hard it was being a single mom. i remembered that the little things, like oil changes, suddenly became bigger things and honestly, more expensive things. *light bulb!!!* thomas rang me up for my oil change and asked if they had any scheduled appointments that i could pay for. he looked at me a little odd...

sadness

on the way home from DD {{bc apparently there was NO preschool today for jk...it's no prob, really...we just rushed around and scrambled and got in the car and then when we got there and there was no school...well, there were tears...thus DD}} , there came a moment of sincere sadness in my heart. jk: " mommy, i want to look like brookie" "why sweetie? you are the perfect jada" jk: "i don't like my brown skin. i want peach skin like brookie" i just sank. does that not make ur heart want to break? a 3 yo is struggling already with her skin being different. then, this happened: brooke: "jada, god made you and he loves you. he does it all right the very first time" then, i think my heart grew three sizes . jada threw a big smile up on her face and said, "ok. god loves me" now, if we all could just do that. god loves us...he doesn't make mistakes...he makes perfect works of art. sometimes there are scratches in the art.

tuesday tribute---for tuesday

go blog yourself has been on my reading list for quite sometime...and so i really came to love little tuesday whitt and her whole sweet fam and became involved in praying for them in tuesday's battle with that stinky neuroblastoma . tuesday's parents are totally amazing...they inspire me! although tuesday went to play with jesus not so long ago, there have been so many people that are changed because of the courage and strength and honesty of the whitt family. on the day of celebration of tuesday's life, a number of folks who couldn't make it out to the funeral, took their kids on a 'wagie ride', which was one of tuesday's fav things. we all posted up our pics...shared our experiences with each other...and hugged our kiddos a little tighter. my kiddos wagie ride is here . from that precious little tuesday and her honorary wagie ride, a blog spawned...of course...and it is dedicated to nothing more than, in their words, "to keep track of lives touc

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