Pray Without Ceasing....

One of my friends recently blogged about a Crazy Love Challenge. I think it is a basic prayer chain/outreach.
My walk with God has not always been great. I have always believed in Him, but I have a hard time placing my faith fully with him. As the saying goes, "I know God won't give me more than I can handle, but sometimes I wish he didn't trust me so much."
It seems as though when I get far enough away, I get a little tap on the shoulder and am reminded that I need to follow a bit closer.
I really don't want to go too much in depth, but those that know me know what a hard time its been. I am in school and haven't worked since May. Jeff is in school and just now started a job. We have the new baby, in addition to the boys. We are getting by, but it isn't easy. I know what prayer can do. My pastor called me one day about a month ago. We had really been keeping a lot of things private. Pastor David called, out of the blue, and asked how things were going. I was in the process of getting ready and trying to do my hair while the kids were entertained, so I almost ignored the call. Then I realized that was Satan, so I answered my phone. Long story short, I poured out my heart, ruined the mascara I had actually applied, and prayed on the phone with my pastor. Two days later, Jeff got the job at the college.

That is the power of prayer. That is the power of holding up your hands and letting God take control. I am a control freak! The sheer thought of letting go terrifies me, and God knows that, and that's why he makes me work on it.

So, I really don't know what my original point to this blog was...but I hope that I have written something that someone would find useful, or maybe just needed to hear right now.

Matthew 17:20-21
For truly I tell you, if you have faith
the size of a mustard seed, you will
say to this mountain, ‘Move from
here to there,’ and it will move; and
nothing will be impossible for you.”

He will always be my Noah ba Doah

Oh, Noah. Where to even begin. You are so sweet when you want to be. You are absolutely hilarious. Your songs, your mannerisms. You are such a character.

My Little Monkey

Such a cute little boy

Little Elizabeth

My sweet Elizabeth....so ladylike already lifting up her dress.

Zoo House

There are times that I really do not know which way is up. Somedays I think back to when I did not have children and how simple my life was. I was single, I could eat when I wanted, make a trip to WalMart at 3 in the morning. I didn't have to plan. I just did.

Then I look at my children and think, "Why would I want to go back to THAT?"

Sure, things get crazy. Today I was trying to finish a paper, get ready, do housework, get Elizabeth to take a nap, make Jeff's lunch, figure out dinner, and not going crazy. Amidst all of this, you wanna guess what my little monkey did? (Isaiah is referred to as little monkey).

This sweet little boy went into his bedroom, quietly took off his pants and pull-up and proceeded to POOP ON THE RUG!!!

He walks out smiling saying, "Ewww.....poop....ewww mama, poop" And was nice enough to show me where he pooped.

So I guess I can take a piece of carpet and put it on the toilet to potty train him.
I guess if he starts flinging poop at people and smearing it on the walls, he will become our big monkey.

I guarantee you that I never cleaned poop off of a floor when I was single and didn't have any kids. Would I give it up? Never. Do I wish Isaiah would potty train? ABSOFREAKINLUTELY!

Bottom line, I would not trade it for the world. Even if the house is covered in poo and children are climbing the walls and I'm hiding in the bathroom. Because if I lose the bad moments, I also lose the good. I would lose Isaiah hugging me and saying "Love you mama" out of the blue. I'd miss Noah making up country songs. I'd miss Elizabeth giving me the most beautiful smile in all the world. Those make up for the crazy, poo filled days.