Bedhead, newly-updated hairs have been lazily tucked into a messy bun atop my sleepy head, while cozy clothes meant for a snuggly day drape my body, I listen to the giggles resulting from Larry the Talking Bird on the iPad, while a sleepy baby stalls napping by ripping through an old Better Homes and Gardens and a snuggly puppy sleeps next to me.
My most favorite dimpled smile has been stolen, and lamely replaced with an angry baby, runny nose cramping her style, and panicked signs for milk. Glossed eyes and cheeks of crimson seem to be the choice wardrobe of The Sick in my offspring. Sadly, we are two for two in terms of sick children, which means I am zero for one hundred in terms of my to do list.
My grand plans of all things Christmas sort of fell through today due to aforementioned germs so rudely taking over our lives. (And you know, I will most assuredly be sick on Thanksgiving; perhaps this is a blessing in the most disgusting disguise). Instead, the sparkle and joy of Christmas will wait to spread its cheer in our home until Friday where we are due for snow and appropriately after Thanksgiving. Instead of my intentions to celebrate Christmas a little longer beforehand, we'll roll with the punches and celebrate it slightly longer on the flip side.
I am down the last few Christmas gifts to purchase, and will likely not meet my Thanksgiving goal. I can't complain about the 95% that was accomplished, especially given the mad organizational spree that has happened in between. And the crafting.
Something that hits me quite hard, and leaves my thoughts on various matters in infinite motion:
Let no corrupting talk come out of your mouths, but only such as is good for building up, as fits the occasion, that it may give grace to those who hear. And do not grieve the Holy Spirit of God, by whom you were sealed for the day of redemption. Let all bitterness and wrath and anger and clamor and slander be put away from you, along with all malice. Be kind to one another, tenderhearted, forgiving one another, as God in Christ forgave you.
Put on then, as God’s chosen ones, holy and beloved, compassionate hearts, kindness, humility, meekness, and patience, bearing with one another and, if one has a complaint against another, forgiving each other; as the Lord has forgiven you, so you also must forgive. And above all these put on love, which binds everything together in perfect harmony.
I am on a mission to raise kindhearted girls that love like a Christian should rather than so much of the Christian love we witness on a daily basis. I'm experimenting with thoughts and conversations from meaningful people. Perhaps when I have successfully raised Godly girls who love and give without inhibitions and ulterior, selfish, and shallow motives, I will pen my thoughts in a more professional manner. For now, the results of experimenting shall be recorded here.
Friends, do these words run true in your life? I encourage you to think about all others before yourself; especially as we are thrust into a greedy time of year where the meaning has very much been forgotten by many and replaced with material wants and selfish behavior.
As a random side note, Eisley has mastered the army crawl skillfully and quickly just as Ruby did. Our hardwood floors make all fours a difficult crawling position. With a snuggly day spent upstairs - on carpet - Eisley has been crawling on all fours in hopes of getting to Ruby's coveted musical iPad app.
PS - sweet Isabel made her world debut on Friday night and just as I imagined, she is sweet as can be. I'm thrilled to have another November birthday to add to our long family list, but I'm even more thrilled to meet that sweet baby.