Ponder the Path of Thy Feet.....

Well it is a official I have a liscensed driver in my home other than myself and Sam. Paul passed his driver's test yesterday. And he drove his father's truck to work yesterday. It was strange to watch my baby drive away alone. The vain thoughts and fears that come only from our own imagination swam through my mind. I had to bow my head and release him into the arms of Jesus! The only one who is our true protection! On another note- Sammy and Joey finished up their soccer season with a bang. They made it all the way to the championship game. And lost by one point. It was the hardest thing as a mom to watch,a game full of physical contact, heart and desire by both sides. The advantage the other team was size- and that size paid off by one point. When the whistle blew to end the game- my heart broke for each one of those players who gave all they could give to win that championship for themselves, for their coach, and for their city! I had never been proudier of my sons. Sammy g

I woke up this morning, wondering if this is it.......  Is this what life is all about?  Is this the way the Lord wants me to live?  I love HIM so much. I try so hard to show my love, but I am not as good as others want me to be. I do not want to wear a dress-all the time. Every once in a while a pair of pants feels good. Is that "rebellion" as some would say?  Does it really matter if I wear dresses or not?  Does God really care about that? Why do I know think like Sam?  Why when I try to get quiet time do I get NOTHING out of it?  I can not "schedule" my spirituality like he does. Most of the time when I try to sit down and have a "quiet - time" I am just reading the words.  Why? Am I not a believer?  Do I not have enough faith as he does? Or is it true what the Word says that men are to be the leaders, preachers of their homes, as well as the church. There has got to be a reason for that!! Was it just because God was being chovanistic(sp). I do not beli

buzzed by with each day filled with the same routines. If I ever had to give an account of what I did every day honestly I would never remember. Let's see- Monday-we schooled and stayed home because we had not soccer. Tuesday was schooling, and a soccer practice night, Wensday-I know what I did that day, schooling, and I had my biggest sports photo shoot yet. It was great. It was also my 15th year anniversary. Yes I said 15- can you believe it? I think about and think, has it really been 15 years. Wow- time flies. Other times I think 15 years that is it? Boy it sure does feel like longer. (haha) My beloved graces me with a beautiful dinner. What I enjoyed the most was his time! Being able to look in his face, hold his hand and converse with him without any interruptions from teenagers! For those of you who have teenagers understand their need to talk, for those of you who do not, well time will show you! -moving on to trying to recall-Thursday was schooling, and a soccer night, bu

I received this in an email and thought I would post it because it is just what I needed today. A reminder that, though I may feel alone My heavenly Father is always with me looking out for me.---- Legend: Do you know the legend of the Cherokee Indian youth's rite of passage? His father takes him into the forest, blindfolds him and leaves him alone. He is required to sit on a stump the whole night and not remove the blindfold until the rays of the morning sun shine through it. He cannot cry out for help to anyone. Once he survives the night, he is a MAN. He cannot tell the other boys of this experience, because each lad must come into manhood on his own. The boy is naturally terrified. He can hear all kinds of noises. Wild beasts must surely be all around him. Maybe even some human might do him harm. The wind blew the grass and earth, and shook his stump, but he sat stoically, never removing the blindfold. It would be the only way he could become a man! Finally, after a horrifi

have been completely consumed by schooling, photo shoots, laundry, soccer, laundry, soccer, cleaning, laundry, soccer, and taking care of my sick baby, did I mention laundry and soccer? Yes that is - that has been my life. We went to family camp at Maranatha Baptist Church- that was awesome. We had such a great time, and was so fed spiritually. We came home, and Joe Paul Sellers stuck around for the week. He has been such a blessing! Getting all the honey do things done that my beloved just does not have time for!! He is still here actually-spending time with his brother and helping him with work he needs to finish for Sellers & Sons. As for myself- well- I have been feeling a bit lonely. It is so hard to say that, when people think, how can you be lonely when you have 6 children in the house. You can not talk to children about matters of the heart. My beloved has been consumed with providing and his brother, which leaves me on stand still. To think next week Sam and I will celebra