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ByAngie

His Favorite Song

In the past few weeks, my 8 month old daughter has decided she is determined to say “Daddy”. Not Da Da or Dad. Daddy. She yells it, whispers it, babbles it, and most of all… sings it.

During the same time, I’ve been singing a lot. For a few days I felt spiritually dry and I felt that was the only way I could get past it. I began to wonder, “Does he hear me? Is it enough?”

Later that afternoon my sweet husband, a wonderful father, walked in the room and said to our sweet baby, “Oh sweetheart! That’s my favorite song! Sing it some more! I love it when you sing that song.” Instantly I felt God speak to my heart. That is exactly how he feels when we sing! He’s so proud, happy, and blessed by our worship! While we may think we’re just babbling out lyrics and no one hears them, He does. And He LOVES it!

How often we forget it’s about Him and blessing Him. Not what it does for us.

Ever since that day, I’ve had a song on my heart that I’ve been singing repeatedly. I feel I should share it, because it sums up what I’m trying to get across perfectly. Enjoy!

When I Hear The Praises Start
Keith Green

My son, My son, why are you striving
You can’t add one thing to what’s been done for you
I did it all while I was dying
Rest in your faith, my peace will come to you

For when I hear the praises start
I want to rain upon you
Blessings that will fill your heart
I see no stain upon you
Because you are my child and you know me
To Me you’re only holy
Nothing that you’ve done remains
Only what you do for Me

My child, My child, why are you weeping
You will not have to wait forever
That day and that hour is in My keeping
The day I’ll bring you into Heaven

For when I hear the praises start
My child, I want to rain upon you
Blessing that will fill your heart
I see no stain upon you
Because you are My child and you know me
To me you’re only holy
Nothing that you’ve done remains
Only what you do in Me

My precious bride, the day is nearing
When I’ll take you in My arms and hold you
I know there are so many things that you’ve been hearing
But you just hold on to what I have told you

For when I hear the praises start
My bride, I want to rain upon you
Blessings that will fill your heart
I see no stain upon you
Because you are My child, and you know Me
To me you’re only holy
Nothing that you’ve done will remain
Only what you do for me

 

ByKaren

All That Glitters Is Not Gold

I know that sometimes the grass always seems greener on the other side, but there’s nothing wrong with dull grass. I mean, come on, the one with greener grass probably has a lot more, uh hum, “fertilizer”…

Just because someone seems put together well, doesn’t mean that they everything right. They could be totally broke and hiding it. Their marriage could be on the rocks. Their child could have a drug problem. They could be suffering from spousal abuse.

There are a lot of people out there who are really great at pretending. I know, I’ve been there. You don’t want anyone to know that you have eternal struggles and that sometimes you don’t know how to handle them. Most women hide it and never share it. But I’ve come to the conclusion, that if more women would talk about and share their daily struggles, we just may find that it’s a normal part of life. That women face a whole lot of difficulties, simply due to the fact that we are women. We have issues such as PMS, low serotonin levels, thyroid trouble, estrogen trouble, hormones, etc…

We are not alone. And God isn’t going to make us suffer alone either. He gives us friends, family, and sisters in Christ to help take the load off.

So if your struggling with life, being a mother, wife, or a woman in general, know that we at Sticky Hands are here for you and are willing to talk to you and pray with you. You have a friend in us! 🙂

ByAngie

Good Ol’ Writer’s Block

So here I sit: Waiting. Thinking. Typing a few words, hitting the back space button, and staring at the screen. Rinse and repeat.

I’ve been like this for a few weeks now. I have ideas, but don’t know how to put them into words. I’m praying, but not feeling lead into anything. Nothing is the norm lately… Everything is in limbo as we wait to move to a new home. Homeschool, business, crafting, cooking, life. Everything…

I haven’t even decorated for Christmas yet. If you know me personally, you know that’s a big deal.

For now, I’m going to keep my focus on God. I’ll let him continue to tell me what to write and when to write. What to say and when to say it. Everything. In fact, I’m beginning to realize, through all of this he is teaching me a HUGE lesson.

Does this ever happen to you? You feel dry? Your mind is going a million different directions instead of keeping in focus?

God bless you all. May we all enter our weekend with our focus on Him, and complete our weekend refreshed, focused, and at peace. Amen!

 

ByEmily

That’s Hot

Let’s face it. Mom’s were saying this looooong before it became Paris Hilton’s catch phrase. It’s more than just a statement. It’s a lesson. One that we have to teach our kids, some kids more than others. The stove? “Don’t touch it. That’s hot!” The campfire? “Stay away from there! That’s hot!” A fresh cup of coffee? “That’s hot. It’ll burn you.”

As our children are growing up, we have our own catch phrases. One-sentence life lessons that are repeated over and over and over. They are the same ones our parents used when we were kids and they’re more than likely the same ones our grand kids will hear one day.

Did you know that as our Heavenly Father, God has catch phrases of His own? You’ll find them all throughout His word. Simple lessons that are significant in the process of living our life. And just like our little ones, if we don’t heed our Father’s wise advice, we’re likely to get burned.

Take some time out this week to examine some of those catch phrases He’s provided for us. I bet you’ll find some lessons that are more valuable than gold.

ByAngie

Whatsoever State I Am In…

11 Not that I speak in regard to need, for I have learned in whatever state I am, to be content:12 I know how to be abased, and I know how to abound. Everywhere and in all things I have learned both to be full and to be hungry, both to abound and to suffer need.13 I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.

Phillippians 4:11-13 NKJV

The above has to be one of my most favorite passages of scripture. In fact, Phillippians 4:13 is my favorite scripture in the entire Bible.

I’ve been quoting these scriptures to myself a WHOLE LOT lately. I’m dieting, starting a business, maintaining relationships, homeschooling a preschooler, and due to our landlord letting our home foreclose: we have to move.

Contentment; Rather tricky, isn’t it? As mothers, we are always busy. There is always something we need. There is always something we want. A lot of the time, these things aren’t even for ourselves. Maybe they are for our family or loved ones. But regardless, there is always something.

I would love to be instantly skinny after 2 weeks of dieting, have a gorgeous home of my own, new clothes, my hair done, my family well dressed, my kids rooms full of fun toys, and my son to want to sit down and be still for 10 minutes every day during circle time. But the Bible says whatsoever state that I am to be content.

Paul was clearly never a mom. Ever. But he’s right. So I’m reminding myself: I am healthy, I have a roof over my head, I still have hair, my family & I have appropriate clothing, my kids have plenty of toys (trust me!), and my son still learns even if he is jumping up and down the entire time we discuss the day, month, weather, scripture, etc.

The rest of the stuff will come if and when it is God’s will through prayer. You know why? Because I can, in fact, do all things through Christ who strengthens me. Not some things, all things. Until then, I’ll be content.

What about you? What are you content with today, and what will God give you the strength to do?

ByEmily

Sticky Hands!

Sticky hands. I love this! Why? Because every child always has sticky hands. ALWAYS. However, along with these sticky hands is the question of what is actually on the hands causing them to be sticky.

Snot? Gag. Suckers? Sweet. Slobber? Sour. Mud? Dirty. Spit-up? Yuck. Something from the child’s diaper? DISGUSTING. Food? Juice? Glue? Paint? There are many options to answer this question.

Many times one of my daughters will come to me, especially my 2 1/2 year old Adah. She’ll want me to pick her up, and she will be veeerrrry sticky. As a mother, I am used to this, but I still grab a wipe or a wash rag or head to the sink before I freely hold her.

How many times have we adults been covered in something sticky? Spiritually speaking. We end up sticky ourselves and we head to our Father wanting Him to hold us and take care of us, despite our stickiness.

The fascinating thing is, He takes us just as we are, no matter how sticky or what kind of sticky. And as long as we allow it, He’ll wash us up and make us clean again. How amazing the love He has for His children! Even when we have sticky hands.

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Sticky Hands: Lay It Down – A Guest Post From Lona

Mark 8:35
“For whosoever will save his life shall lose it; but whosoever shall lose his life for my sake and the gospel’s, the same shall save it.”

A year after my mother passed away, my daughter married. A few months afterward she was expecting a baby as her husband embarked upon his three-month internship for his college degree. He was to make the 2,000 mile trip and get settled while she stayed with me the first couple of weeks, then she would fly out to join him.

It was bedtime when I wandered into the living room to say good night. As I did she casually told me he had arrived safely and really loved the area. “He would be interested in taking a position and living somewhere out there,” she explained. I don’t believe I flinched, though my heart sank to my toes. I made a graceful exit and headed to the bedroom.

My husband was sound asleep so I felt my way in the dark to find my Bible. I slipped into the bathroom for some light and sat on the step beside the tub to cry. The only way I knew to express myself to the Lord was to be direct and that’s how I proceeded. “God we’ve got a problem,” I candidly prayed. “I need to talk to my mother, but You had this bright idea to call her home. Now what am I supposed to do?”

Mom had a remarkable gift to speak a “word in season” that would calm my troubled spirit. My only daughter and first grandchild could potentially move thousands of miles away and if ever I needed a word in season, this was it.

Then I desperately flipped open my Bible and had one of the most amazing experiences of my life. The Scripture leaped off the page from Mark 8:35. Then, as if we were sitting at the kitchen table, I heard Mother’s voice in my head. I could visualize her leaning in with her hand gently patting the page as she began to explain, “Let me tell you what this Scripture means,” I heard her softly say. “The Lord knows that Kimmy is your life and always has been. But God is a ‘people mover’ and He strategically places them around the world where they can be utilized for the Kingdom.” I heard her continue, “He’s asking you to lay your life down for His sake. But it’s your choice. You can pitch a fit and get a bear hold on her and refuse to let her go. But she could be living on the other side of the wall and not be yours. On the other hand, as long as she is in the will of God, there is no distance that can take her from you.” In those few moments, “I got it.” I allowed myself to cry through the night, but by dawn I washed my face and prepared to lay my life down.

So far, I have been spared… she has lived within a reasonable driving distance. But as a result, it has been a joy to watch first-hand as she has grown and matured in God, standing on her own two feet, becoming what He has called her to be.

I realize from the moment God loaned her to me, she was really His all along. But as a young mother I spent my time cleaning the “sticky fingers” without seeing the big picture. He could see it all along. The sticky fingers were mine to care for, the calling on the one whom those sticky fingers were attached, was His.

I learned a valuable lesson that would serve a young mother well to realize now. Because in order to keep your life, considered it a privilege—for His sake—to lay it down.

 

To learn more about Lona (pronounced like Donna with an “L”) please visit her website at www.lona.org. She has an amazing testimony that you will be nothing but blessed to read about!

ByKaren

Sticky Hands: Slacker Is As Slacker Does…

I know some ridiculously, faithful, procrastinators out there!! One of them is very dear to me, but I won’t tell ya’ll who it is. (I hope my sister doesn’t read this! Lol) They wait til the “last minute” is passed before actually being motivated enough to do what needs to be done.

I am NOT like that. I am actually, very impatient, in many areas of my life. When I know something has to be done, lets get it done and over with, like, yesterday! Mark that thing off of the to-do list!
I don’t like dragging around. If we’re gonna do something, let’s do it. If we need to go somewhere, let’s go. If something needs to be started, not only start it, but finish it! If we have to leave by such and such time, late is not an option.
Unfortunately, not everyone cares if you are like that. Their time is not your time. They enjoy the much slower pace of life. “It’ll get done when it gets done” mentality. They don’t only stop to smell the roses, they have to caress it, pluck surrounding dead areas, tell everyone how good it smells, and encourage others to smell it… oh, come on! Stop the insanity!
Clearly, patience is the vitue that I lack in abundance. I don’t think that I plan on prayin’ for it anytime soon either. I guess I have to keep in mind that “it takes all kinds”. There would be alot of pile ups if we all were in a hurry…

ByAngie

Sticky Hands: Out Of The Mouths Of Babes

I was recently discussing this topic with a friend who stated that, long story short, her little girl lead her to having a relationship with Jesus.

I cannot emphasize enough just how cool I believe this really is!!!

Little did I know that my little guy was going to be used, once again, to minister to me. You may remember that on Monday I posted about taking a leap of faith and how God spoke to me by watching Tommy jump off the couch.

Well, fast forward to this morning. I’m stressed. I’m scared. I’m worried. My Dad is going in for another surgery tomorrow. I’ve been praying all morning for peace. I went in to do some dishes when I heard my son sing “Hahahahahahaha” as in the verse from “The Joy Of The Lord Is My Strength”. I couldn’t help but grin a little.

“Why didn’t I think of that? Duh Angie!”

Needless to say, I’ve been singing it for the last couple of hours.

What about you? How have your children ministered to you lately?

 

ByEmily

Hiding Him In Little Hearts Week 3: Exodus 20:12

Exodus 20:12 NLT
“Honor your father and mother. Then you will live a long, full life in the land the Lord your God is giving you.”

Well, as you know by now, I have two beautiful daughters- Naomi who is 4 and Adah who is 2- that are really great kids, but they have their moments where they don’t mind testing my patience. As we were working on our last verse, it crossed my mind that our current verse is a MUST. And before I went on to anything else, Exodus 20:12 had to be this week’s verse.

I was worried about it being a challenge for my girls. Not because of the verse itself, but because of the length. They have been doing great, but this one was a tad longer than they’re used to. I went with the NLT version to make it a little bit more kid friendly. With Adah being younger, I only taught her the first sentence. She did very good remembering it….except that any time I ask her to say it for someone she says, “Honor jour (‘J’s instead of ‘Y’s) mother and jour wife.” I think maybe that’s the version that belongs in the Husband’s Bible. 🙂

For Naomi, I taught her all of it and she did excellent, considering it’s length. She learned most of it and can say almost all of it correctly. I just have to remind her of maybe the first word in the last two sentences and she remembers it. I taught them that honoring their father and mother meant loving, obeying, listening, being good and being respectful. They learned that by doing all of that they not only make Mommy and Daddy happy, but also make Jesus happy.

As the week went on, if Adah was doing something she wasn’t supposed to be doing, Naomi would say, “Mommy! She’s not honoring!” I found this amusing and used it to my advantage. They wanted to honor, and I urged them to follow the commandment God gave to them (and the rest of us).

We didn’t have a big craft this week, but I made them a coloring sheet with the scripture printed on it and a picture of a family. They enjoyed coloring and were excited that they learned another verse. At the end of each week, I always hear, “What’s our next verse, Mommy?” I am so proud of them for how well they’re doing.
Don’t forget to check in next week…we’re learning about praise!