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Last Thursday, I was trying to get ready to leave on a trip with my husband. We were finally completely packed and ready to go… all I had left to do was put the kids to bed so we could wake up bright and early the next morning and head out….Then I remembered how I meant to fertilize all the plants and quickly spray down our fruit trees before we left. So, we all went outside… Fertilizer went well but, when I went to put the fruit tree spray in the hose attachment to do the trees, I discovered that there were two rather large cracks in the bottom of the container. Oil based bug spray concentrate was pouring everywhere!!!

Commence parental freakout!

“Who broke the hose attachment?”

“Everybody back up!!!” “Go inside!!!!”

“I wanna see!!!” “I wanna touch!!!!”

“What’s that awful smell?!?!”

“What do I do???”

“Ahg! It’s spreading! Ahg! My patio! Ahg! My kids! The table! Quick! Bring the hose….”

Patio disaster after photo
This was after I cleaned up…. Didn’t have the wherewithal to think of taking a picture during the mess. Oops…

Spray and scrub patio for an hour without results. Bathe kiddos. Bathe myself. Start feeling sick. Call poison control – “Oh, Shower again? – What!? It was supposed to be cold? Maybe I need to go to the doctor for over exposure??? Wait. DON’T use water on spilled pesticide??? (What have I done?????)  Now it’s 1am and I have to drive 6 hours tomorrow …. the kids will be up in 5 hours. Feel like I’m going to puke… What if I have to go to the doctor?  What if I can never send my kids to play outside again because there is pesticide concentrate now spread all over the patio in the backyard? I do NOT have TIME for this!!!!

Yes, true story of my last Thursday night…

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Sadly enough, I’m pretty sure that “I don’t have time for this” is what my kids would remember me for saying if I died today…

I “don’t have time” to clean up another mess! I “don’t have time” to push you on the swing for the 15th time today. I “don’t have time” to watch you spread blankets on the floor and jump over the “lava”. I “don’t have time” to help you fold more paper airplanes. I “don’t have time” to make you a fort. I “don’t have time” to watch sports with the man who loves me. I “don’t have time” to take care of myself. I don’t have timeee…..

This latest extreme experience has made me ask myself, “What exactly, then, do I have time for???” All those little things make up a life! All those things are how I, how all of us, are meant to learn and grow. All those things are how we learn, teach and show love. What could be more important than that?

If I would only take the time to watch my kids play, and play with them, they wouldn’t question whether or not I actually enjoy being with them.

If I could stop worrying about the time it takes to recover from mistakes and little disasters (like my patio escapade), I could use that time to learn from the experience, to learn little, practical things about life.

If I would only take the time to think before I react, I would be more patient, more hopeful, and more kind.

God gives us all these little moments to realize that He is in control, to realize that there is no problem too great. He gives us all these opportunities to grow in love and to be that person we are all meant to be.

Isn’t that what we want?


Share your stories of God’s teachable moments in your life below….

Also, read:

Are you too busy for God?

17 Ways to Make more Time for God in Your Life


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Discernment, Identity

Particularly Called… to an extraordinary life

There is a special plan for each and every one of us. We were created by love, for love. We were created for Paradise, for perfection, for greatness for fulfillment (see Longing).

But, this world falls short of what we were created for. We lose hope. We lose focus. We lose sight of our value and our purpose.

We need a reminder. We need to come back to what really matters. We need to remember that we are particularly called.

Identity, Relationship with Children, Relationship with God, Seasonal

In the Face of the Cross… A reflection on Psalm 22

Last week I was told to reflect on Psalm 22. I had been crying to my friend about the trials of bedtime with 4 littles and a tired mommy especially when daddy isn’t there to help…. and my prayer was a beautiful experience, not just, I think, for mothers but for anyone trying to live out any vocation or, simply, a truly Christian life.

The Psalm is meant to be a foreshadowing of Christ’s sufferings at Calvary and the biggest shock I had was how much I related to it – how we all can relate – how much it felt like the Psalmist was describing my own life at that moment (minus the melodramatic psalmist vocabulary choices – or maybe with them – I’ll let you decide – haha).

Discernment, Relationship with God

How to Dance with God – Step 3 – Following

Being a dancer “is one of the most difficult jobs. It is like the life of an ephemeral, this specific butterfly. We’re ugly at the beginning, but someone can see through our shell and help us grow… To finally die after few hours enjoying our gorgeous wings and technique to fly. But it is also a beautiful way to spend your life. It is worth the very hard work. When you go on stage, you’re giving your emotions to the world, you can express your inner world, become a goddess, die and then kill, transform yourself over and over again. …Don’t be afraid to throw your soul to your audience, if you want this sort of life.'” – Charlotte Landreau,  Martha Graham Dance Company  (NYC Dance Project – Artists without Borders)  (see image below)

Discernment, Relationship with God

How to dance with God – Step 2 – Listening

In the finale dance scene from the movie Strictly Ballroom the music is cut in order to prevent the couple from continuing their dance. Scott, the male main character, remembers Fran’s (the female lead) grandmother encouraging him, “Listen to the Rhythm. Don’t be scared!” He pauses a moment to gather himself and, despite the lack of audible music, the two finish the dance and all those present are in an uproar at the sheer beauty of the performance. This ability to listen in our hearts is the key to being able to follow in the dance.

Discernment, Identity

Will following God’s will actually make you happy?

The first question this obviously leads to is, what is God’s will for us? We think of it as something scary, oppressive, controlling.  When we consider following God’s will, we tend to think only of rules and regulations. We think of lines like, “Whomever wants to come after me must take up his cross and follow me” (Mt. 16:24) and of having to do hard things and give up what we are most attached to. We think of having to change. We think of Job, Lazarus and Calvary.  How could that possibly make us happy? What’s in it for me if I’m called to “die to myself” (Mk. 8:35, Jn. 12:24, etc)?

Identity, The Human Struggle

3 simple ways to approach life with more balance and peace…

I watched a hilarious video from Imomsohard this morning about PostPartumDepression (if PPD could possibly be funny, they did it). Clearly it had gone pretty much viral with all the Fb shares. I laughed so hard there were tears coming out of my eyes. It’s not the first video like this I’ve seen either. There are so many people out there now who do these spoofs on the difficulty of motherhood, work, cleaning house and life in general.  I mean, really, its what mime writers LIVE off of.  Is it all comically difficult at times?  Is it true that wine is sometimes an indispensable relief for daily struggles? Is it true that we reach adulthood and feel ourselves “loosing ourselves” to the irritations and inconveniences of work, family and life choices?

YES, of course it is… But sometimes I feel like the voice of the mime has become mainstream and we are beginning to lose perspective.