Friday, March 29, 2013

New Life New Heart - Day 88

Today is a craft day. Want to learn how to make this basket?

This perhaps is not the best picture, but it was late in the day and it was all I could find. My girls LOVED helping me make this, and I was able to keep my anxiety at bay with all the mess that it made. So this is what you will need.

4 Cups Water
1/2 Cup Flour
Plastic wrap
Paper (I used scrapbook paper)
Heart Cutout (Optional)

To start take 2 cups of water and boil it on the stove. In a large bowl mix flour and the additional 2 Cups of water. Make sure your water is cold and you mix well. Sometimes it helps to put it in a Tupperware container and shake it. Add flour mixture into boiling water and reduce heat. Stir until mixture is thick (about 5 minutes) and remove from heat.  Cover your basket with the plastic wrap. Dip paper pieces into mixture and squeeze off with your fingers extra. Begin to cover your basket. Let the basket sit overnight before you attempt taking it off your mold. Now add your own little touch!

Thursday, March 28, 2013

Undivided Heart - Day 86

I had a plan and I even delayed my post because my project wasn't dry. But you will have to wait until Friday to see that one. This is what happened...

Child like faith. It's what inspires me often. The trust that children give is amazing, scary and so deep.I am amazed every week when I have 3-5 of them in my class. They want to know more and they desire to learn. How I wish as adults we would do the same.

One child came across this verse. Psalm 86:11 "Teach me your way, Lord, that I may rely on your faithfulness; give me an undivided heart, that I may fear your name." He didn't understand what undivided heart meant and the kids love to ask me questions. They know that when they means drawings, stick figures and excitement. I never asked questions much as a kid. I was quiet. Kept to myself. I wonder what it would be like if I had shown the inquisitiveness of these children.

1. not divided into parts or groups
2. concentrated on one object, idea, etc: undivided attention

It took me many years to understand what this meant. I longed to give God an undivided heart. I sang a song with that title, but I never was able to grasp the concept. I started drawing this picture last night. A divided heart. Telling the kids how we often think we can cut our hearts up into parts. We have our school part. Friend part. Family part. And somewhere we try to fit in our God part. Truth is...this doesn't work. I tried so hard to keep my heart into parts. I had the part that held all my family life. The part the kept all the boy issues. Another part held my messed up relationship with food. I thought because I was making a part for God...that it was good enough. Can't God just be okay with this part?

Then it changed. I kept telling myself that I had given my whole heart to God. It was undivided, but I was just fooling myself. I still kept the little compartments. I still had my heart sectioned out for all the different parts of my life. So the problem. I kept trying to do it all on my own. It's obvious that we should ask God to give us that undivided heart. I longed for it. I craved it. So I dropped my issues and asked God to give me that heart.

My life isn't about everything I once sectioned my heart out to be. It's about the one who heals those sections and makes them into one truly undivided heart.

Day 86 - Divided Heart

This will eventually be made into a canvas so I will post that picture once it's done. Also if you go to my Facebook page and like it you will be entered to win one of my original pieces of artwork.


Tuesday, March 26, 2013

My Heart Flies - Day 84

I took yesterday off, for a specific reason. I figured today I would have plenty of time to sit and write, but I was wrong. It's now almost 9pm and I am just getting to it. It was a wonderful day though with my girls, and they helped me with my project.

Have you ever felt as if you were just a shadow? No one really notices your there, but every once in awhile you are able to pop up and scare someone? I've felt that feeling. I've been that shadow. Feeling as if I was only good enough to follow quietly behind. Desperately wanting someone to notice me and yet...I would go unnoticed.

I remember the day my heart finally felt as if it could fly. I had finally figured out that other peoples acceptance of me wasn't what mattered. I had to only worry about God's acceptance and the truth is that Him sending His son for me was my acceptance. It was also the same time when forgiveness became a huge part of my life. I was forgiven which helped me see the importance of forgiving others. All of this brought freedom to my life...

My heart could fly.

My Heart Flies - Day 84


Saturday, March 23, 2013

Mom's and Girl's Who Inspire

I love the idea of a Saturday post, but what I love more is that you will be apart of these post. I want you to take a few minutes to think. Is there someone who inspires you? A mom? A young girl? A teen girl? Why don't you send me a message at and tell me about them. I want to take the time to interview them and have a post to share about what inspires them. Help me out and send me some names!


Friday, March 22, 2013

Pippi Longstockings - Day 81

"I'm going to be a pirate when I grow up," she cried. "Are you?"
Those where the final words she read and she closed the book and held it close to her body.
"That was so good! But I don't want to be a pirate!"

Pippi Longstockings by Astrid Lindgren has brought about many good conversations. The heart my daughter has for those who are orphaned has inspired me to grow mine a bit larger. The day she came to be with almost tears in her eyes talking about why she thinks Pippi does what she does...

"She's got to be sad mom. She doesn't have anyone. She's lonely and doesn't have anyone to teach her the right way to do things."

You see Pippi gives off the facade that she is fine all on her own. How often do we give off the same idea? How many times when someone ask how you are do you reply with "Fine" when that is anything but the truth.

Lonely hearts lead to living lies. Believe you are fine when you are not. Lonely hearts lead to hurtful times, because vulnerability leads to letting wrong in.

You can imagine the joy I felt when I was given her homework and she answered the question "Do you think you would like to live alone like Pippi? Explain your answer." like this...

"NO WAY! Pippi seems to have lots of fun, but at night I would think she is lonely. I would miss my family too much. They are very important to me and I wouldn't want to live without them."

Perhaps I am teaching my girls the importance of healthy relationships? Maybe they are getting it that we can't do this alone? I pray they understand our family and church family are important when it comes to their relationship with God.

Day 81 - A Child's Heart


Wednesday, March 20, 2013

Heart Your Nails - Day 79

I have never been a paint your fingernails type of a girl. I did however go through a phase of always wanting to paint them black with glitter polish on top. So here I am now with five little girls who all love to have colors on their nails. Making sure this happens means that I must be intentional. This takes practice.

Being intentional has never been a strong point for me. I am more of a fly by the seat of your pants type of girl. I live in the moment and don't often feel like I have time to plan things out. I have found though that living in the moments often involves being intentional. They seem contradictory to me, yet they go together better than PB&J.

If I live in the moment, but live with out being intentional I am only living without making memories. A moment without a memory is a moment that I will forget. So instead I want to live with intention. Making moments into memories that will live with my girls even after they have grown.

Living with intention also means that we give meaning to our lives. That we are able to have a purpose around the moments that we live. I want to work with preventing moments becoming dark and cloudy in their lives which means living in the moment becomes my intention. It means that a girl who doesn't enjoy colors on her nails loves to see colors on her daughter's nails. It means making sure I have nail polish so that in those moments we can make memories full of laughter, sunshine and colors.

Day 79 - Hearts in the Moment


Monday, March 18, 2013

Anchor of my Heart - Day 77

An anchor holds you in place. It keeps you grounded. It doesn't mean that you will be untouched by the storms. Since being fulling grounded by my Anchor I still find myself tossed and turned by the waves the storms can cause.

 I had this misconception that life with the Anchor wouldn't be as hard. It was always disheartening when it didn't happen with the snap of my fingers. I would wonder...Why isn't my life perfect? What am I doing wrong? 

Finding that peace in life meant I needed to find out what an anchor was. When speaking of a person the definition is this...

I find that in my life I have had many things I considered anchors. But they all withered away and left me to die. Things I thought that made me stronger, but in truth they only made me less of a person. A true anchor is  needed in good times and in bad. I want to feel grounded in my daily life and I want to feel secure when storms are raging. I need to have complete faith in my Anchor and realize that I can't do it without Him. Anchors bring hope and peace...
Anchor of my Heart - Day 77

Hebrews 6:19 "We have this as a sure and steadfast anchor of the sould, a hope that enters into the inner place behind the curtain,"

Friday, March 15, 2013

Tired Heart - Day 74

It's been a LONG week here. The start of swimming lessons. Trip to the state capitol. More blood work. AWANA's bus ride. Trip to the doctor and one to the chiropractor. Late nights and early mornings. The perfect end to the week for the kids was sitting up in dad's man cave watching a movie with him.

Dad's you may not feel it, but those small moments like that are so important into your daughter's lives. Some of my best memories of my dad are when he would walk with me from his work to home on the railroad tracks. It can be something little, but it makes a huge impression in their lives. It doesn't have to be anything big...just something to let them know you are there.

Who's ready to cozy up with a soft blanket and just relax for a bit?

Day 74 - Warm Hearts


Thursday, March 14, 2013

Speak From The Heart - Day 72

My oldest is 8. We call her the Inquisitor for a reason. She's always had a want for answers. She never went through the "Why" stage that everyone warned us about. Instead she went through the "That doesn't make sense" stage. She's still in it and I don't see her ever leaving it! Often she would ask me questions and I would give her a fluffy answer that sometimes us as mothers do. We don't have time to actually give a hard fact answer so we make something up. Some cutesy answer that we find adorable and our children will normally smile at. I was always responded to with "That doesn't make sense!" Then when I couldn't give her a good answer it was "I'll just ask dad. He knows EVERYTHING!" If she has taught me anything, it is to be prepared!

I wasn't expecting to hear what I heard on Tuesday. I never thought that any of my kids would want to follow this kind of path. The Inquisitor has never really found a path that she is passionate about. She talks about wanting to be a pastor or a doctor. She even at one time thought she would be a school teacher. Someone asked me one time what she wanted to be and I couldn't give a clear answer...neither could she. Ask her right now and her answer is clear. She wants to work in the State Capitol...

It was actually a beautiful day on Tuesday. I woke up all the girls early so we could make the trip to the State Capitol. Iowa's is especially beautiful with it's hand painted walls, beautiful art work and impressive gold dome. While we were on our tour of the building the bell rang letting everyone know the representatives were about to vote. Our group (mostly young children) all went onto the balcony to watch. Her eyes were huge with excitement and I wondered if she really even understood what was really going on. It really seemed as if she got it and she was loving this...every moment of it!

We stepped outside and it was so picturesque. One of those days I wish I would have remembered my camera. The snowfall was beautiful and as we stood there looking up at the capitol building she tells me "Mom...someday I am going to work here. I need to read the newspaper now!"

I wanted to tell her NO! Remember Monday I think maybe I was preparing myself for this day. I wanted to tell her to run away from politics, but I wonder if this is really her true desire in her heart. To make a change in the world through working in the capitol. What a game changer she could really turn out to be....

Day 72 - 1st Heart

She was super impressed by the gold dome and how it's made of gold foil. If you take it off the dome and roll it into a ball it would be the size of a baseball! Go HERE to check out some pictures. So I taught her my trick of pulling the foil paper off gum wrappers. I use to cover my books in this stuff. She made the heart above and commented to me "They had to be so careful with the dome so the paper wouldn't rip!"

Monday, March 11, 2013

Hearts Desire - Day 70

It's always been hard for me to say no. It always has been and yet I find that "NO!" comes out of my mouth more often than usual. Perhaps it has something to do with the little ones that run circles around me, but why is that? Why has no all of a sudden become the easiest word for me to say. I tell them "NO!" way more often than I tell them "YES!" And if it's not no than it is a word or phrase that is basically saying the same thing.
Care for Their Hearts - Day 70

I often wonder about this late at night. I sit in my bed unable to sleep and these kind of thoughts come to me. I start to think about how my constantly saying "NO!" could damage the desires of my daughters' little hearts. How often have I given up on my desires because someone said those words to me..We can impact these little hearts to become confident world changers. Who really listen to the heart of God...who gives us the desires of our hearts according to His perfect will.

When my daughter asked me to do Locks of Love with her my first response was "NO!" I don't have the hair for it. But who says I don't have the hair for it? Why was I letting what others have often said about my hair stop me from doing something with my daughter? So...I said "YES!" It all starts with a great hair cut. My hair has been bleached and colored so often, it was needed to start over.

Day 70 - Desires of Her Heart

So my hope is that I will update you monthly on how the growing out is going. Good news is I should be able to keep the purple!What desires have you put aside? Are you the "NO!" monster when it comes to your kids?

Saturday, March 9, 2013

Captured Heart - Day 67

I want You to capture my heart. 
Like nothing has before. 
Not in away that I feel like a prisoner  just in a different form. 

Captivate me. Awake me.
Bring me to my knees.
Till I can give you all of me and see...

The beauty and excitement,
Of all that I can be.
That surrendering to you makes me free.

Capture My Heart - Day 67

This is a great activity for you to do with your kids!

Supplies Needed:
Canvas (Any size)
Paint (Any color)
Paint brush
Yarn (2 or more colors)

I had my daughters paint the canvas before I didn't anything. After the paint dried I cross stitched a heart on the canvas. You would not have to cross stitch, you could paint or place a picture of some sort on the canvas. After that is done...Take the yarn and start wrapping it around the canvas. This is something fun the kids can do. Change the yarn as many times as you want. attach the yarn by tying  the yarn together in the back. I would love to see pictures of your creations!

Wednesday, March 6, 2013

Storms of the Heart - Day 64

My plans have changed yet again...but isn't that just like life? Everyday something changes. Many times our plans have to change so we can fit the things in that we need to get done. So you will notice that I am going to be blogging Monday, Wednesday and Fridays and I will only be posting one picture on those days. I felt like my blogs have been getting cluttered with so many pictures and honestly I liked being able to just focus around one picture.

Day 65 - 5 Tender Hearts

Five little hearts have each had their time beating with mine. I've cradled five tiny babies in my arms. Five sets of hands have grabbed onto my fingers, not wanting to let go. Five sets of feet run through my house everyday. It's not the normal pitter patter I had's more like a never ending thunder storm. I suppose it's a good thing I love thunder storms.

Today while helping me with painting this project my oldest, the Inquisitor, asked me a very great question.

"Why do people not like the rain? It's so fun to play in!"

She's right. The rain is fun! It's refreshing. I also find thunderstorms to be extremely calming. Normally I just want to cuddle up on the couch with my hubby. How can something so strong be so soothing? It takes me back to when I had storms ripping through my life.

Have you ever had the feeling that the winds of a storm where raging through so hard that you aren't sure which way is up? The terrifying feeling that everything is out of control. Perhaps a tornado is just around the corner...or more terrifying you are right in the middle of it.

Life brings storms. Hard storms. Strong storms. I look for these storms in my daughters' lives, because those storms can come at an early time in life. We often believe that thing like that just don't happen to us, and that's when a guard is let down and storms come ragging in. I want to protect them from strong storms because I want them to enjoy the rain.

I stand in the rain now. Knowing I have come through tough storms. Knowing that my life was changed because of them. But I choose to see how much stronger those storms have made me, but never wishing them on another girl. At times you wish those lessons could have been learned another way, but the past can't be changed. So... I am thankful for the warm rain that comes when the sun is out.