Monthly Archives: April 2012

Kudos To God

Just when I thought the wrath of God was coming upon me; because I’ve been fighting Him in my childish and selfish ways which have led to a multitude of sins; He shows up with grace and mercy left and right today.

I’ve been having issues with my MacBook not charging lately, so I headed over to the Apple store in the ever so glamorous Green Hills mall. The adapter wasn’t working anymore. So, Grant, the Apple tech guy, told me that my warranty was 100 days over and that the adapter was going to cost $61. I thought to myself, hmmmm….great. I can’t buy that today. (Because when you have 4 kids; your money priorities change!) But then, Grant graciously said, “I’ll swap this out for you at no cost.”


I thanked Grant tremendously and left a very happy customer! Now, maybe Apple does this quite a bit for others, but, really, I saw God’s hand in this!

I got to my car and my gas was near to empty. Sighing and thinking that there is no way I’m going to make it back to Franklin, I drove a few miles and pulled into a gas station. I had no cash and little to spare on my debit card; I took the chance and put $9 in the gas tank. But then, as I got back into my car, put my foot on the brake, I looked down and saw a bunch of twenty-dollar bills sticking out. I picked it up and my mind immediately went to the day when I got back from visiting my mom and family in Denver. The 3 jesters had told me that “Daddy lost a lot of money! It fell out of his pocket!”

I had found the money that was “lost”. Which means that all that cash was in our car under the gas pedal for 3 weeks! I texted the husband to tell him that I found his money that he lost and he simply replied back ‘finders keepers’.

God’s timing is perfect and sometimes comical. Notice how I didn’t find that money until after I left the mall! I’ll be back Nordstrom, The Container Store and Cheesecake Factory!

With my heart battered and torn lately and exhausting the battle within myself, I needed to see the grace of God today. I needed to see that He is there, He is still taking care of me, even in the littlest of things that matter.

“The Lord is merciful and compassionate, slow to anger and filled with unfailing love.” Psalm 145:8

Where have you seen God’s grace working in your life? Has He ever “shown up” in random, unexpected, comical ways?


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Meal Plan – April 23-27

Not that I’ve been forgetting to post a meal plan weekly, its just that I haven’t really been making one! With 2 weeks off for Spring Break, I admit, I got a little lazy with making meals for my family. Don’t worry, they still ate!

Monday: Chicken and Noodles with Vegetables. Simple. Crock-pot. That is all.

Tuesday: Enchiladas. I’ve made another kind of her enchiladas before and they were delicious! So, these should be to!

Wednesday: Eat at church night!

Thursday: This is a meal that you need to wear your elastic waist pants to the dinner table! Salisbury steak with comforting sides of mashed potatoes and peas.

Friday: It’s the start of the weekend. You’ve worked hard all week. Let’s simplify with the love and ease of homemade pizza, heck, let’s make it a Deep Dish pizza!

There you go my friends. Enjoy!

What’s on your dinner table this week?


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What Captures My Soul

I’ve been playing on Spotify a lot lately. It’s a site where you can listen to any kind of music your heart desires….FREE! At least on your desktop. If you want to download the app onto your phone, that’s free, but, to listen to the music on your phone, there is a monthly fee.

I have a couple of play-lists that I’ve made, including a set of songs that sounds like I’ve just called into the Delilah radio show requesting every hopeless romantic love song there is. But, hey, a good ballad is good for the soul. Or sometimes not. Because sometimes that ballad takes you back to that day when your heart got crushed by your “soul-mate” and left you sitting in your car….alone…..and every song that came across the radio had he-doesn’t-love-you words darting your heart even more. We’ve all been there, right?

As a young girl, I would sit in my bedroom and listen to music any chance I could get. And I would write out all of the lyrics of all the songs that I enjoyed the most. Which then led me to write my own words, my own lyrics. Being involved with a variety of choirs, and as my dad being a “music man”, I knew that music and songs were something that I wanted to dig deeper into.

I have spiral notebooks filled with lyrics that I had kept in secret for years. I wrote in silence mainly because I didn’t know where to go from there. Until one day I got the bright idea to email David Foster, a well known and respected songwriter. He never replied back. It’s ok. He’s a busy guy.

I took a break from writing. But, when we moved to Nashville, Music City, USA, I thought, “Maybe this is it. This is God’s way of showing me to get back into writing.” So, I wrote up a few new lyrics, brushed up a couple of old ones and had a friend who is in the music industry take a look at them. He liked what I wrote. In fact we did put a song together. But, nothing came of it. Which is fine. I kept writing.

But, then I stopped. Again. Life with 4 kids was happening and I was tired of rejection.

With friends in the industry, it’s not easy as I thought it would be.

So, here I am today, in 2012, listening to Spotify to keep up with new tunes from outstanding artists and listening to old tunes that take me back to good and bad days.

Listening to these songs has given me the itch to write again. Music truly seeps into my soul and embraces the joys and sorrows that are rooted deep down. The words alone in a song invade and captures my passion for music.

This passion has not gone away. It’s still there. It’s time to open up my heart again.

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I’m about to burst.

I’ve been having waves of emotions hit me left and right these past few days from various situations that are currently in this season of my life.

I don’t know what I’ll burst into or out of. But, it’s there. On the verge.

The bursting could be….







the bubble from my gum 

It may even  just be my pants from all of the leftover Easter candy that I’ve been inhaling!

Either way, whichever one it is; I’m going to burst.



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I Don’t Want To Forget Her

Last week an unexpected, yet, answered prayer happened. I was able to fly to Denver to visit my mom and a few of my siblings, thanks to my husband’s boss whom couldn’t use her ticket voucher that had to be used last week. So, she generously offered it to us.

My total time there was an exact 48 hours, I’m not complaining, because any given or free given amount of time to spend with my family is precious.

My brother Tracey, who has been recently diagnosed with an ascending aortic aneurysm (please pray for him) picked me up from the airport. I drove his Jeep in the snowy, slushy weather to the nursing home where my mom has been for the past 2-3 years.

Arrived at the nursing home and walked to her room. She was lying in her bed sleeping. I gently whispered, “mom. mom.” with a soft patting on her leg. She opened her eyes with a large gasp and a “Oh honey!” I hugged her and cried my eyes out. She didn’t cry. Since her stroke, she hasn’t shown much of a tearful emotion. Which may be a good thing, otherwise it would be an ugly mess every time one of us kids leaves the nursing home!

We walked around the nursing home. She introduced me to all the staff and her friends and pointed out the ones that are “trouble”. I showed her pictures of the princess and 3 jesters. She doesn’t remember their names or ages. She also didn’t remember my husband’s name.

I went back to the nursing home the next day with my brother and sister. We took our mom to lunch and had fun reminiscing about our childhood. I loved seeing my mom laugh while we shared our stories. She also shared of what she remembers of all of her 7 children and the trouble we, I mean the other 6 would get into. I’m the 7th child, the baby, so of course, I was the most well-behaved. 😉

My time with my mom was short. But, I soaked in every second I had with her.

I hated to leave her.

I don’t like that she has to be in that nursing home.

Being miles away from her, it’s sometimes easy to play out of sight, out of mind.

I don’t want to forget her, before she forgets me. 

It hurts not being a consistent, every day role in her life. It hurts that she doesn’t know her grandchildren. And that they don’t know her.

I don’t know how much longer she has with us. Or when the day comes when she really won’t know who we are, if she ever gets to that point of  illness.

Having lost my father while miles apart. It bothers me that I will have to live through that again with my mom.

Until I can get back to Denver to see her, I’m thankful for the phone calls I can make to her and the Skype calls I get while she is with one of my siblings. Yay! Technology!

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