Don't let it pass you by...

Just yesterday, this picture was not taken. Although it seems to have been.
All too often I wait on something and then later wish I hadn't. I have always let time pass me by. I lived like there was a tomorrow. Now this picture above is over a year old. My girls have gotten older. I have let days go by and not said what I wanted to say or done the things that I wish now I had done.
Time is a fleeting thing. It is over and gone and there is no getting it back...or is there?
Once this moment is gone, yes it is over. BUT the Lord gives us so many opportunities to do it over right. Sometimes we miss it and that moment is never regained. Oh but wow when we realize that that moment is again upon us and we CAN do or say those things that we didn't the first go round.
Lets say, you are at home on a very nice fall day, cleaning and doing laundry...
the kids want to go to the park for a picnic...

Ok, when the job is done we will....the job will never be done!
There will always be SOMETHING!

Why not take 30 minutes of your entire life, today, right now or right then and do that thing you may never get the chance to do again.
The laundry will always be there~yes, one more load~so what!
Look at their faces when you say "You know what, that sounds like a great idea! Let's do it".
You will be amazed.
I know many think that there is always another chance to take a picnic.
What starts out as a picnic today may end up words and moments of a lifetime later.

I do speak from experience.
I always thought that I would get another chance to do or say what I needed to.
I would forget to say something on the way out and I would think, "oh I will tell them later".

I had someone SO special to me go home. He wasn't taken from me but he is gone.
I had one day that I truly know he heard me and felt my touch. Oh how I prayed that I had more.
I didn't. I wanted SO bad not to acknowledge it, then maybe it would not be real.
It was.
So when I gathered myself together and allowed myself to know what was going on, I said things that I had taken for granted before. But not everything. There were words and still are that I wanted to say! I wanted him to know EXACTLY how I felt. I had questions about his faith and I needed more of his knowledge on the subject.
Alas, I got a kiss and I got his words...I love you Tina.
That was his last kiss and his last words...ever.

I am still sad to this day and I am still without all of his knowledge.

Don't let the little things pass you by, for one day they may turn into big things and you will never get the chance again....

This is for Kacey Dae
...God gave me a second chance. Before I even knew it. Before time was even near or has even passed.
I had already said everything to him that I could. But when I named my gift from God after him, long before he left me,
Casey...became Kacey... on 3-30
God's gift of a brand new day....became Dae.
Kacey Dae , the name, was spoken 3 years and 4 months and 3 days,...before he left knowing everything I thought I forgot to say. She was born on his birthday. He knew that day what I felt and everything I had to say.
It is always in the day to do or say what you want to or need to.

Do it before it is too late.....

1 Corinthians 13 for Moms

I can read bedtime stories till the cow jumps over the moon and sing "Ten Little Monkeys" until I want to call the doctor--but if I don't have love, I'm as annoying as a ringing phone.

I can chase a naked toddler through the house while cooking dinner and listening to voice mail, I can fix the best cookies and Kool-Aid in the neighborhood, and I can tell a sick child's temperature with one touch of my finger, but if I don't have love, I am nothing.

Love is patient while watching and praying by the front window when it's 30 minutes past curfew.

Love is kind when my teen says, "I hate you!"
It does not envy the neighbors' swimming pool or their brand-new mini van, but trusts the Lord to provide every need.

Love does not brag when other parents share their
disappointments and insecurities, and love rejoices when other families succeed.

It doesn't boast, even when I've multi-tasked all day long and my husband can't do more than one thing at a time.

Love is not rude when my spouse innocently asks, "What have you done today?"

It does not immediately seek after glory when we see talent in our children, but encourages them to get training and make wise choices.

It is not easily angered, even when my 15-year-old acts like the world revolves around her.
It does not delight in evil (is not self-righteous) when I remind my 17-year-old that he's going 83 in a 55-mph zone, but rejoices in the truth.

Love does not give up hope.
It always protects our children's self-esteem and spirit, even while doling out discipline.
It always trusts God to protect our children when we cannot. It always perseveres, through blue nail polish, burps and other bodily functions, rolled eyes and crossed arms, messy rooms and sleepovers.

Love never fails.
But where there are memories of thousands of diaper changes and painful labor(s), they will fade away. Where there is talking back, it will (eventually) cease. Where there is a teenager who thinks she knows everything, there will one day be an adult who knows you did your best.

For we know we fail our children, and we pray they don't end up in therapy, but when we get to heaven, our imperfect parenting will disappear. (Thank you, God!)

When we were children, we needed a parent to love and protect us. Now that we're parents ourselves, we have a heavenly Father who
adores, shelters us and holds us when we need to cry.

And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.

Home Sick

Well I guess I got it to post! I was up until 3:30 playing around. How is it that when your "young" things that are new to you are fairly easy to pick up, get the hang of....and as you get used to those things and new inventions come out or things are upgraded, you tend to be left behind. I guess maybe I am getting a "little" old. I like things they way they were even though I love techie things. Makes no sense, I know. Oh well.

On another note, it is almost that time of year. The time I get very home sick for a place I only lived for 4 years. It is Christmas time and that means the mart is opening!! Christkindlesmarkt that is, in Nuernburg Germany. The shops are all setting up on the square and the smell of Gluhwein in the air. Gluhwein (gluvine) is a warm wine, sounds bad BOMG is it so good!!


The best part is opening night and if it snows, well that is a bonus.



Hope all is well with you and yours!!