March 27, 2012
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~inventory~
came across this great thought today on a friend’s blog, “only concern yourself with (pour yourself into/invest in) the people who are going to cry at your funeral.”
you really should read here to get some great insight.
how awesome is that?! that’s what, like twenty people? at least half of those will be family, so they will cry no matter what. then there will be a handful of people who are just “criers”, and will shed a tear no matter who you are or how you lived. when you boil it all down, you’re left with just a few people you have to really worry about!
i like it. i challenge you to take inventory of where your focus is. where is most of your time and energy going? it never ceases to amaze me how frequently i get “derailed” and it’s largely due to my thought process.
people fall prey to emotions and often buy into the lie of “i can’t help it.” grant it, there are instances where tough things happen that take time to adjust to and yes, emotions are a complex matter. however, 90% of the time our bad emotions are a direct result of negative thoughts. and guess what? {you choose how you think}
control how you think and you have authority over how you feel. seems simple but it’s absolutely true.
……..which means i’m more responsible for my emotions that i would like to admit. it leaves me with no excuses.
the days I love the most are when Avery looks at me first thing in the morning. after breakfast, when we’re just sitting down at the table, starting school. if i’m being honest, i sometimes look a bit of a mess, Reese is a little less than thrilled, Jake is already thinking about what he wants to do after he’s done but sweet Avery, who sometimes complains that she “dropped out” of school, says this to me:
“mom. doing school at home is cozy.” it starts my day off right. melts my heart, brings a smile to my face, and reminds me why I’m doing this. if for no other reason than to have time with them……I’m glad.
cozy. i agree. for the most part. trust. there are plenty of less than cozy moments but i love three mornings a week being a little slower, a little less hectic, with a little more time with my little chickens.
anyhoo…..emma just ran in here, saw the fish coming out of the oven, jumped, and said, “YAY, MAMA!” and then started to frantically pull her clothes off. she knows she has to eat naked……way too messy. if she’s eating, she’s happy.
i promise Emma wears clothes more often than not. (although you’d never know it by our pictures) i think her fluffiness makes me want to get my camera…..
they change too quickly.the girl loves her head bands.
she took Reese’s Bible, went on the deck, plopped herself down in a chair and opened the book like she knew what she was doing.
~stacey
Comments (4)
That is so cute. – I love it.
i loved those words and that blog post of amber’s. and good thinking going on here too girl.
having experienced raw perspective without the foundation of truth—others. yes. but me too.—i am so agreeing with what you wrote. even though it’s hard. i often think of how beth moore put it, re-wallpapering our brains. and taking off the old paper and negative way of thinking can be messy! and it takes time.
and as always…darling little emma. she looks fun to hug.
“it never ceases to amaze me how frequently i get “derailed” and it’s largely due to my thought process.” yes. so true. me too. i was just telling shayne tonight as i struggled w/ something, “but i can’t escape myself.. my own brain!” ha. and he was saying almost exactly what you are here – that it’s a choice. not just the choice on what we think.. but choosing to REPLACE those lies w/ truth. that’s the part i always forget to follow through on! oh, yeah. and about that renewing your mind part!!!!
thanks for the link. and your kind words. i get nervous sometimes sharing things so fresh or that touch on some pain in my heart – but it’s always comforting to be reminded i’m not alone. that others understand~
your little emma is just too cute for words!! funny, about the no clothes when eating. i’ve just started doing that w/ reese. she’s just a MESS after every meal. since, of course, she wants to feed herself. and i’d rather that, and atleast she eats, than fighting the whole meal, and NEITHER of us eating. or my stomach too in knots to eat by the time i’m done!!
and so sweet about her reading the Bible. monkey see – monkey do!!!
love ya girl.
Needed this. loved this. i miss you <3 “Judy”