Tag: Lessons

Don’t Be a Bench-er!

Don’t Be a Bench-er!

Have you ever been on a merry-go-round and seen the people who sit on the bench? You know, there are the benches and then there are the horses that go up and down. The “benchers” like to sit still and go around and around without movement. The “benchers” puzzle me…

Over the weekend, I tried multiple times to clean my house. Now, I am able to keep the downstairs clean because if I have company that’s where people will go. The upstairs, however, resembles an A&E show that will remain unnamed. After multiple attempts, I stopped trying to clean the house; instead I chose to turn my attention back onto my kids. We left the house and picked up a friend and we headed to the mall for the evening. I had a great time hanging out at the mall laughing and talking and chasing after my son. When I returned home, guess what? THE UPSTAIRS WAS STILL A MESS! Wait a minute; NO ONE CLEANED UP MY HOUSE WHILE I WAS GONE?! Nope, they didn’t and I’m fine with that. I’m okay with the decision I made to abandon ship and enjoy the evening with a friend and Two Live Crew (my nickname for my kids).

What is the takeaway from this? Well, for those of you who are neat freaks, your takeaway may be that my priorities are out of sync and that I need to go home and straighten up my house. In fact, I’m 100% positive that if my mother reads this she will shake her head. But, for those who juggle a career, volunteering, kids, a spouse, single life, pets, etc. (yep, that’s pretty much everyone), I hope you realize one thing. LIFE IS NOT PROMISED! I wasn’t guaranteed a wakeup call from God this morning, on THIS side of Earth and if I woke up in Heaven this morning I’m pretty sure God wasn’t going to drill me on the cleanliness of my bedroom. You have one time and that’s it; no do overs! For me, the mall was a choice I made to enjoy Saturday. I have a friend who packed up and along with her son, moved to Abu Dhabi. I have a friend who juggles work, a husband, kids and a career ALL while pursuing her PhD. I have a friend who is working night and day to launch her business. I have friend who chooses to the hit the gym early in the morning to reach her goals. I have a friend who is thinking about leaving behind everything she has grown to love and know, to follow her husband to Bahrain for a few years. I have a friend who walked away from her comfortable job with benefits to pursue her passion in the restaurant industry. I have a friend who pursued the military which meant leaving her beautiful kids for a few weeks for basic training. I have a friend who after experiencing heartbreak, she still uses the hashtag, #LivLyfe, and she does EVERY moment she gets!

For me, it was simply going to the mall on a Saturday. For others, it is something larger, although it doesn’t have to be. The point is, get off the bench and do something! Ask God for direction and then get up and MOVE! Stop sitting on the bench and playing it safe. Don’t do what “you’re supposed to do” and how society tells you to do it and just LIVE as you’re called to live. No, we won’t all have grandiose stories; it just may be breaking away from the norm for a few moments. Whatever it is, just do it!! You actually may discover that the horse is pretty fun!


“There is nothing better for a person than that he should eat and drink and find enjoyment in his toil.  This also I saw, is from the hand of God.” –Ecclesiastes 2:24

There is Poop on My Finger…

There is Poop on My Finger…

“Momma, there is poop on my finger.”  Yes, that’s what he said.  My darling 2 year old stood behind me as I was in the middle of a conversation and told me there was poop on his finger.  Yep!  During last week’s snow storm in Virginia a young man came by and offered to shovel the snow.  Titus, unknown to me, stuck his finger in his pull-up and it emerged with poop.  Of course, being 2 years old, you don’t wait until your mother is finished talking to someone to make her aware of the poop.  Nope!  You interrupt her and proudly announce, “There is poop on my finger!”  I turned around and Titus stood behind me in a T-shirt and pull-up, (his outfit of choice) with his finger pointed towards me.  The young man laughed and told me he could come back.  “Titus!  What did you do (I’ve learned that mom’s ask ridiculous questions to their kids)?  He smiled and proudly announced again, “There’s poop on my finger!”  Needless to say, I cleaned him up and his finger is fresh again…for the moment.  He’s actually in his room right now, so he may have poop on his finger again; one can never tell.

Why am I grossing you out about poop?  Well, it dawned on me; the Bible says we should approach the throne with child-like faith.  Okay, so how many times do people tell you what the Bible says and they misquote or can’t tell you where the scripture comes from?  So, let me be more specific, Matthew 18:3 reads “And he said: ‘Truly I tell you, unless you change and become like little children, you will never enter the kingdom of heaven.’”  I probably shouldn’t type poop in the same sentence as a Bible verse but this is my reality for the moment.

Children have a way of coming to you and believing without doubt that you will help them.  Titus believed I would stop what I was doing to address his need.  If he didn’t, he wouldn’t have come to me.   I neglect time with dear friends because at times I discredit the value of leaning on others.  I figure my friends are too busy so I try to tackle things on my own instead of asking for a listening ear to vent, a shoulder to cry on or a good laugh or reasoning.  Even more crucial, I forego prayer time and try to handle things on my own instead of approaching God and asking for help.

The moral of the story: When you have poop on your finger, just say something!  It’s almost like we would rather walk around in our stinky mess than to ask God for help. Watch God lead you through difficult situations when you fully lean on Him and trust Him with childlike faith.  Watch God use the people in your life to walk through the dark times with you.  You’re never alone. Believe me when I say that, YOU’RE NEVER ALONE!

Just speak up and “get the poop off your finger!”

It’s Ok to Tip Toe

It’s Ok to Tip Toe

Did I tell you about the time my two-year old son searched high and low for my grandmother’s hat and cane?  Sounds strange, huh?  Yep, he decided he wanted to be a 91-year old woman for the evening.  After relentlessly searching he found one of her hats and her cane and he proudly walked around my parent’s house interchangeably using the cane as a walking stick and as a microphone.

I have come to realize over the past two years that God naturally endows children with a particular skill set; the ability to teach life lessons in even the oddest moments.  Day in and day out my two-year old and nine month old both teach me and even remind me of past lessons.  So, I decided to do what any decent mother in 2017 would do with these lessons…BLOG!  I figure I will have at least two committed readers in let’s say 15 years; my kids.  So, by my calculation if I continue writing these entries my kids will have “toilet reading” to last them a lifetime.  (I can’t be the only person who takes a magazine, book or even junk mail in the bathroom).

For the handful of you who have stumbled upon this, I’m a 35 year old military wife and mother of two.  I spend my days as a school social worker in Virginia and my evenings as the mother of Titus (my two-year old son) and Addison (my 9 month old daughter).  There is nothing spectacular about my life other than I enjoy living it and learning along the way, which reminds me…my 91-year old son, I mean 2-year old…  I forgot to finish my thought (blame that on sleep deprivation)…

Well, as I watched my son search for the hat and cane, I thought about the many times I have given up on ideas or even given up on staying in touch with people for no real reason other than the effort it took to do so.  My son, however, looked in every location in the house until he found what he was looking for; he even stood on his tippy toes to reach the hat.  My prayer for 2017 is that I, too, will relentlessly pursue and achieve my goals.  I pray that when things get tough I don’t abandon ship, instead “tippy toe” my way until I reach the goal.  This is my prayer for you too!  May God reveal your next goal to you and give you the wisdom to know that it may require some work and dedication to achieve.

Stay in prayer and stay on your “tippy toes!”