Sunday, April 29, 2012

The Everyday Question of Motherhood

      I am so thankful for the Lords day this morning as I sit with my warm coffee, my lap top open and look forward to hearing God's word preached this morning. What a wonderful God we serve that he continues to refine us through his teaching! I recently read such a refining article on motherhood, and I was so touched by it, I simply had to share! May it challenge, encourage and sharpen you on this Lord's Day.

The Everyday Question of Motherhood
by:Christine Hoover
Grace at Home: Desiring God Ministries



As a mother, there is a constant, uncomfortable battle that rages inside of me. It is not the big or dramatic: Will I raise my children to love God? Will I train them to obey Him? Do my children belong to Him?
The constant battle of motherhood is more subtle, more everyday, more hideable. At the center is one question: Will I sacrifice? Or as Oswald Chambers poses in My Utmost for His Highest: "[Am I] willing to spend and be spent; not seeking to be ministered unto, but to minister?"
The Everyday Question isn't answered one time, with the birth of a child, with the planning of school, or with the decision to discipline. This question — Will I sacrifice? — is answered everyday.
It’s answered when a child wakes early with a need, interrupting my quiet hour alone with the Lord.
It’s answered when a sick child keeps me from worship and adult interaction at church on Sunday mornings.
It’s answered when I am emotionally spent, but a child’s behavior requires my patient, purposeful response.
It’s answered almost every moment of the potty training process.
It’s answered as I systematically teach my special-needs son how to interact with others.
In motherhood, the Everyday Question is answered every time a child’s concern or need must come before my own, which is most of the time.
Too often, I attend to necessary tasks — leaving the stove to help with pant buttons, putting down the phone to search for a beloved toy, excusing myself from a conversation at church to take tired children home for a nap — while my heart grumbles. If I just had one moment to complete a task or have an adult conversation without an interruption.
The Everyday Question, however, asks not just about what I do but also about my attitude: Will I joyfully pour out my life as a fragrant offering before the Lord for the benefit of my children? Will I serve my children out of obligation and duty or will I serve like I'm serving God Himself? Will I die to myself so that I might live to God in the specific calling He has given me as a mom?
The Everyday Question must be answered everyday.
Because motherhood is not so much the big, dramatic acts of sacrifice, but the little, everyday, unseen ones.
Because we can have a clean house and obedient children and not sacrifice.
Because we are so easily deceived to think we can live for ourselves and be faithful to God in our ministry as moms.
Jesus said that those who live for themselves will actually have an unfulfilling life, but those who lose for their lives for His sake will really experience life. As parents, our self-death for Christ’s sake not only produces fruit in our own hearts, but produces fruit in the hearts of our children, fruit that grows by the power of God. Let us, then, choose to joyfully give of ourselves for our children.
Everyday.
“For we who are alive are always being given over to death for Jesus' sake, so that his life may be revealed in our mortal bodies.” (2 Corinthians 4:11)
“For the love of Christ compels us, because we have concluded this: that one has died for all, therefore all have died, and he died for all, that those who live might no longer live for themselves but for him who for their sake died and was raised.” (2 Corinthians 5:14–15)

Friday, March 30, 2012

Taking the Good with the Bad


I am really excited because today is my guest post from Heather Von St. James from The Mesothelioma Cancer Alliance Blog. You can click here to visit her. I am so happy to share her post today, so here it is....



Taking the Good with the Bad
By: Heather Von St. James
If there is one trait about me that sticks out, it is my optimism. I am often told I wear rose-colored glasses. I do not take this in a negative way. When I was diagnosed with cancer at 36, my daughter Lily was just 3 ½ months old. There I was, during the absolute best time in my life, and I was facing a nightmare; my optimism needed to prevail for me to get through this.

I was diagnosed with pleural mesothelioma on November 21, 2005. Leading up to the diagnosis were a lot of doctors appointments and a lot of confusion. Ultimately, we realized I had been exposed to asbestos as a child. My father was a construction worker and would come home with “white dust” on his clothes- we never thought anything of it. Turns out, the white dust was asbestos and that’s how I was exposed at such a young age. I did not see that coming. It was the happiest time of my life and I was being told that I had a deadly disease. I, and everyone else who has ever faced this situation, was faced with a decision. I could wallow in self-pity and anger, shake my fist at god and give in to my diagnosis. I could also face reality while wearing my rose-colored glasses. I chose the latter. It was not just about me. I had a daughter who deserved to know her mommy. I was determined to ensure that she got that chance.

Cancer certainly has strictly negative connotations, but there are two sides to every story. Yes, a cancer diagnosis is scary and horrible. However, it also gives a person an opportunity to test their strength, to realize what is important and to take control of the rest of her life. In my case, it also gave me an opportunity to support others in the same situation and I took that opportunity happily.

I am not entirely sure why, but I chose to take the good with the bad. I went to a renowned mesothelioma doctor who gave me hope that I would live. In a bout of good humor, my tumor became known as Punxsutawney Phil because the surgery to remove my tumor occurred on the Groundhog's Day following my diagnosis. Then, we decided Groundhog's Day was now Lungleavin' Day. The idea is to celebrate life in the way people celebrate the coming of spring. It is a way to acknowledge the people I met while fighting this horrible disease.

I met some great people who were suffering through the same problems I had. They are among the most resilient and brave people I have ever met. These people not only fight cancer, but they bring awareness to our mesothelioma. If it were not for my cancer diagnosis, I would never have even known these people exist. Now, I have meaning to life. I have friends that are fighters. I have a daughter who I get to cherish every day. I will continue to help lend support and continue to wear my rose-colored glasses. 

Wednesday, March 28, 2012

Meet Heather

 I love how blogging brings people together. Reading what others have to say can give you encouragement, ideas, new inspiration and it can connect you with people you would have never have had the pleasure of knowing otherwise. That is what happened to me this past week when through one of my blog posts I was introduced to a lovely lady named Heather Von St. James. Heather is one of my readers and reached out to me last week about the possibility of doing a guest post on Letters to my Daughters. Over that past several days I have gotten to know a little about Heather, and she has an amazing story! Heather, like me and most of my readers, is a mom. She has a beautiful daughter named Lily. Now, I am still getting to know Heather, but one thing I have certainly been able to tell is that like all of us moms, she is well acquainted with the vast depths of a mother's love. When Heather's sweet daughter was just 3 1/2 months old, she was diagnosed with a rare form of cancer. One that most likely, would take her life before her sweet daughter was grown. Please join us this Friday as Heather does a guest post about her story of survival and how she has learned to take the good with the bad.

Friday, March 23, 2012

The Blessing of Life

It has been a hard few weeks for us. We have a friend who's beautiful two year old daughter passed away yesterday. While I would consider this family a friend, we have never actually met. They live in our neighborhood and we have been able to follow their families story through the wonderful marvels of modern technology. They have a blog were they have posted their entire story called Kaitlyn's Korner


Their daughter's name is Kaitlyn. She is beautiful, and precious, and now she is in heaven. I have to admit that I haven't been able to keep up with this family as much I would have liked. I simply haven't been strong enough. Each time I have read about their precious girl I have mourned for days afterwards. Watching what this family has gone through has challenged my beliefs in every way. I find myself thinking, "Is God really a compassionate God?" "Why would he let this happen" "Is he going to take one of my three daughters away from me" "How could there be any purpose in this" 


I have been struggling for weeks to wrap my mind around this. And to not be given over to fear for my own children. The thought came to me the other day, almost every where in the old testament, when the Lord spoke audibly of a blessing he would give to his people, that blessing was children. I think that says so much about the blessing children are! Think about it! God could have given them ANYTHING, and the thing that he saw as the greatest blessing to give to those he loved and was well pleased with, was children. Abraham, Jacob, Hannah, those are just a few, and to Sarah and Abraham he even gave a child in there old age when it was thought impossible. I think knowing that, each time we bring a child into this world, we should feel Gods personal blessing! It is not just an act of science, some random cosmic matching of cells that has given way to life. It is a mighty creator who has formed, and knit together life in the mothers womb. He knew the days of our children before they were even created. One of may favorite verses about the blessing of children is....

Psalm 127:3-4
Behold, children are a heritage from the Lord, the fruit of the womb a reward. Like arrows in the hand of a warrior are the children of ones youth. Blessed is the man who's quiver is filled with them. He shall not be put to shame when he speaks with his enemies in the gate.

Did you catch that first part? Children are a REWARD! I cant pretend to know why God has let such a thing happen to Kaitlyn. I will never understand it. And even as I type I can not hold back the tears. My heart breaks for her mother, because I too know the vast depths of a mothers love. And I wont pretend that I'm not still fearful for my own children, because I am. But the Lord has shown me one very important truth. I think I have been asking the wrong question all this time. The real blessing is not how much time we get with our children. The real blessing, is that we even even get them to begin with. 

So, I write this in memory of Kaitlyn. Who in just the last few weeks of her life has challenged me, encouraged me, and taught me more about God's grace and goodness than she will ever know. Because the real blessing, is that God in his goodness allowed all of us the incredible honor of being touched by this precious life. 

Psalm 111:2 How amazing are the deeds of the Lord! All who delight in him should ponder them.

Wednesday, March 7, 2012

St. Patrick's Day Craft: Shamrock Trinity


Well we are getting ready to celebrate Autumn's 3rd birthday around here, which happens to be on St. patty's Day! So I thought I would share with you the trinity themed St. Patrick's Day craft that the girls and I did today. 


First, did you know that St. Patrick's day....
 "Is a cultural and religious holiday celebrated internationally on 17 March. It commemorates Saint Patrick, the most commonly recognised of the patron saints of Ireland, and the arrival of Christianity in Ireland."
-wikipidia


St. Patrick wasnt actually Irish, he was British, but he was kidnapped by Irish raiders and taken back to Ireland as a slave when he was just 16. He ended up leaving Ireland and returing home, but later felt that God was calling him back to Ireland to preach the Christian faith to the Irish people. It is said that he used the Shamrock to explain to the people the concept of the trinity, with each leaf representing one of the God heads. St. Patrick's day is celebrated on March 17th because that is the day St. Patrick died. 


I gave the kids a little history lesson on St. Patrick today, and then we made our Shamrock Trinity s....

 For this craft you will need...
scissors
glue
tape
green pipe cleaners
green construction paper
craft printouts
hole punch


1. I used Microsoft word clip art to create my printables. You will need one sheet that has a picture for each member of the Trinity :Father, Son and Holy Spirit
2. Then I also used word to type up my poem that goes along with the craft. It is:



Just like the leaves
On each shamrock I see
There are three parts
To the Holy Trinity
First is God the Father
Then Jesus his only son
And the Holy Spirit
Together as one

3. Then I pre-cut the rest of my material and put them in plastic baggies so they were ready for my kids to put together. But if you have older children you could let them do the cutting themselves. You will need to cut from green construction paper: three large green hearts, and one medium sized green rectangle.   

4. Next, glue the three green hearts together to make the shape of a clover. 
5. Take the printable pictures you made for the Trinity and glue "Father" at the top, and "Son" and "Holy Spirit" on the two side leaves.
6. use tape to secure one of the green pipe cleaners to the back of your clover as the stem.
7. Glue your Trinity poem onto your green rectangle of construction paper.
8. Then use a hole punch to punch a hole in the top of your clover and in your poem.
9. Lastly, use your remaining pipe cleaner to attach your poem to the shamrock and create a loop so you can hang your Shamrock Trinity. 


Saturday, March 3, 2012

Rubber Ducky you're the one....

If you read my last post then you probably already know why its been a couple weeks since I've posted. Life with three little ones is CRAZY! But it's about to get even crazier around here because we are getting ready for my oldest daughter Autumn"s 3rd birthday!

Now I have to say..I am a pretty good cook. BUT...I am a TERRIBLE baker! I don't know why I can cook a killer apple glazed pork chop but i cant seem to bake a boxed cake without messing it up. Its a mystery. But I have decided that i will not let that box of cake batter defeat me and I am going to make my very first birthday cake for my girl.

I decided to do a rubber duck cake and I did a practice run last week. i wanted to cover the entire cake in fondant, but I was a little intimated since I have never worked with fondant. So, i decided to ice the cake instead, use real rubber ducks on top, and use the fondant to make soap bubble decorations.

I had NO cake decorating materials, so i bought...
-a cake leveler
-an icing spatula
- two round cake pans
-pre made fondant
- a cake storage container
-icing dye
-cake mix
- and butter cream icing

The baking and the leveling and stacking of the cake went pretty good. But my icing gave me some trouble :( I hard a time getting it to cover the cake completely. but i did learn a good tip that I'm going to try next time...
-Ice the cake with a thin layer of icing first ( a crumb coat) then refrigerate it to let it set and then ice with an additional coat.

I used icing dye to dye both my icing and my fondant blue. This stuff is GREAT! I didn't even know they made it, Ive always used food coloring in the past. But you can get a huge variety of color and without that funky taste food coloring gives.

This is what my cake looked like when I finished.....


I covered it in a plastic cake container, which next time Ive decided I wont do. The cake got a little humid and after about 30 minutes my fondant started to sweat. Fondant apparently HATES humidity! I used a marshmallow fondant that i bought pre made, but next time I'm going to make my own. Here is the recipe I am planning to use...
Fondant recipe
I'm hoping to get better and better at this with the more cakes I make. Olivia's birthday is coming up in June and I really want to make her an Olivia the pig cake covered in fondant.....

 I'm hoping to get as good as my sweet friend Amber...check out this cool cake she made last week for a friends birthday.....

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Happy Baking Everyone!

Tuesday, February 14, 2012

15 Ways Life Changes With Three...

Well most of you probably thought I either quit blogging or just vanished all together. But, I'm still here, and yes I'm still blogging. Occasionally. But there have been some major changes around here! On January 7th at 12:57 pm we welcomed our new baby girl....

Grace Rylee Fischer


She has been a blessing and brings such joy to our home. But being mother to three toddlers is definitively a challenge. So, I thought I'd share some of my comical, and  yet very true musings....

 15 ways life changes with three....

1. My first meal of the day usually happens around 1pm. I'm way to busy to remember how hungry I am before then.
2. I start getting myself ready in the morning at 7am.......and I finish around 3pm.
3. You can pretty much guarantee at all times that I have some type of bodily fluid somewhere on my person, either snot, spit up or poop. Seriously, Last week I thought I had a piece of fuzz in my hair. It was a booger.
4. Alone time you say? Baahhaaaaaahaaa. You're funny.
5. My house smells like poop. Always.
6. When I have to leave the house I start loading the car 45 minutes before I actually have to leave. And I'm still late.
7.Monday-Friday is "pajama day"
8. I have to smell my kids hair to remember if I gave them a bath or not.
9. My husband and I are NEVER alone. Seriously. NEVER. Not even at night.
10. I've been researching birth control options since we got home from the hospital :)
11. My coffee intake has substantially increased. I think I might really have a problem.
12. My clean laundry permanently resides on the laundry room floor. Hey, at least you have clean clothes!
13. My husband is now surprised when he comes home and I've showered, blown my hair dry and put on makeup. he usually says "oh, where did you go today" lol
14. My kids eat way too much chicken nuggets and mac and cheese. I think I may need to watch "Supersize Me" again.

And Lastly....
15. I am more fulfilled and more content than I ever thought possible. Being a mom.......it pretty much rocks.