With the New Year having come along I have been thinking about "resolutions". About past resolutions and the thought of possibly making some this year. Well my thoughts about past resolutions are that I don't think that I have really ever kept any of them, at least never for very long or until the "goal" was reached. So frankly what is the purpose of setting resolutions in the first place. Goals are great, but with my track record I think that I would be setting up for more failure. But I have been praying about what the Lord would have me do in the coming year. Well then it hit me...well nothing really hit me except that the Lord. Anything that I would resolve myself to do would be what He has already asked me to do. My desires for the year are to grow closer to my Heavenly Father. To reach a deeper level of intimacy with my Savior and King! To be a better wife. More understanding to the needs of my husband. To be a true "help mate" to him and not a hindrance. To be his "good thing". A better mother to my children. To have more patience and understanding with them. To treasure each moment that God has given me with them and use it to the fullest capacity possible. Not to be selfish with "my" time. Learn to be a true homemaker. To make the home the Lord has provided us into a haven for my husband and children and not a place of chaos and clutter. Then to extend myself into the fellowships that the Lord would have me seek outside of my home. I somehow cannot come to make this my "New Year's Resolution" though. As this is not a desire of my heart for just this year or a couple of years, but this is the desire of my heart for my lifetime. I desire to seek Him and obey! not just today but for all the days that He has appointed for me.
This was written January of 2014 Last night I baked cookies with my doodle. My youngest girl, my sweet Sam. I didn't do it because I wanted to. I didn't do it because I had a hankering for something sweet. I did it because I didn't want her to ask me anymore. You see my oldest decided she wanted to make cookies for another Awana club on Sunday. We got the chocolate chips. Had her pull the ingredients down. Showed her where the recipe was on the bag. Told her to have fun, she was on her own. This "was her thing". The two oldest made cookies. Sweet Sam was left out. Since, my sweet doodle has been begging (at times whining) to make cookies, cause this Momma promised we would. She was right. I promised. I didn't give an exact day or time. I don't know how I will feel from one moment to the next with these crazy pregnancy hormones. And h...
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