Running Track

Feet pounding on century-old hardwood floors make a distinct “thud, thud, thud”,  just ask my father.  Some childhood memories stick out and some just blend in.  But the echo of his voice as I ran down the hall–“Macie, when you are old enough I’m gonna make you run track!”–will never blend in.  As a young girl I was many things, but athletic was not one of them.  For some time I had nightmares of myself donning a Lady Cobra track uniform, eternally running to an unseen finish line.

Even though he never made good on that half-hearted threat, Daddy gets the last laugh.  The good Lord has a way of paying us back for sins against our elders, therefore He granted me the blessing of a runner.  I’m convinced my oldest is genetically incapable of walking in the house.  And as luck would further have it, we are now living on hardwood floors.

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Future Track Star

A few weeks ago, the kids’ memory verse for the week was Hebrews 12:1-2.  It reads, “Let us throw off what hinders us and run with endurance the race that is before us, fixing our eyes on Jesus, who will perfect our faith.”  When my husband chose this verse I almost vetoed it being taught in my home.  I mean, I think we have the running nonsense mastered.

As a parent, it’s a balancing act to guide and train young children without quenching their enthusiasm for life.  Exactly how does one encourage passion while instilling self control?  I’m doing the best I can to allow my children the freedom to explore life’s joys within appropriate boundaries.  After all, they are created in the image of a passionate God who wants them to be fulfilled with pleasure as they serve Him.

On my own I’m at a loss, and I desperately need God to teach me how to maintain the balance.  I believe what I can do as a parent is hem them in on every side with God’s truth, so that one day they’ll be wise enough to ask themselves, “Am I running just to run, or is this a race God’s given me that will lead to a perfected faith?”

Until that day, I’ll continue to pray and yell, “Bradley, when you are old enough, son, I’m going to make you run track.”

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Mere Wishes

I wish this blog could read like a book with unfolding lessons I’ve learned in some sense of order.  But quite honestly, I don’t have the energy to assemble it as such.  And, even more honestly, with my memory I would have to make stuff up.  My goal is to post once a week, but I’m a realist and can’t make any promises.  Folks, low expectations are easily met, and met expectations bring about much satisfaction.  So posts will be simple, sporadic, and will unfold like my life–all. over. the. place.  With that disclaimer, let’s talk about what many of us are doing right now, which is throwing together teacher gifts for the last week of school.

Don’t get me wrong, I adore creating, making and giving teacher gifts.  I’m the goober that sends in ‘a little happy’ for every occasion.  It’s just that right now, my infant has hit that stage where I can’t do anything for more than ten minutes, and even then I better be hiding.  So I ditched a bunch of cute, time-consuming  ideas and went back to a quick oldie, but goody. I’ve been making this featured teacher gift for years, because for years I’ve had ample empty formula cans.

DIY Planter

Mint DIY Planter

As promised, you can make this with things you already have: any empty large can, scrapbook or wrapping paper, tape, and twine or ribbon.  I wish I could paint the can, then effortlessly design a trendy pattern, only to finish it off with a hand-lettered note–but, not so much.  I wish I had the talent of a “real” artist, but I’m what you call an “Idea Artist.”  I’m constantly thinking of creations, but don’t necessarily have the knowledge or talent to carry them out.  So I do what only comes naturally–I fake it or I beg a talented friend to complete the project on my behalf.  This would fall under the faking-it category.

There are many gifts I wish I had, like singing or painting flawlessly.  Regardless, I decided a long time ago, I’m not going to let mere wishes keep me from blessing others with ‘a little happy’.  A favorite verse of mine is Proverbs 3:27, “Do not withhold good from those to whom it is due, if it is within your power to do it.”  So although it isn’t hand painted, and I dug the mint up from the garden of this rental house, it was in my power to do this for whom it is due.  And I will not withhold it, especially from those to whom it is due.

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Things to remember (ie: let me save you the headache)

  • Be careful when filling your can with dirt. Although I love an ‘antique’ look, dirty just isn’t the same.
  • Be sure you poke holes in the bottom of your can for proper drainage.  Set the recipient up for success!
  • Other plants I’ve used: Dill, “You’re a big DILL, teacher!”; Strawberry, “You’re the BERRY Best!”, Ivy, “Preschool today, IVY League Tomorrow!”

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Are You ‘A Little Happy’?

I’m so thrilled to start this blog!

I am a stay-at-home wife to one and mother of three…boys.  Basically I have 4 men who at any one given time can’t take care of themselves.   It’s draining but I can’t tell you how thankful I am for that.  My role as wife and mother is teaching me that being drained of myself is exactly where God wants me to be.

I wasn’t always thankful.  In fact I was downright resentful.  The life I’m living is exactly what I didn’t want.  That was before God gave me the desires of my heart.  I feel certain there are women struggling, wondering why they ended up with a life they didn’t want.  I’m even more certain that if it weren’t for God’s powerful truth and wise women mentoring me, I’d still think I was missing out on what “really matters” in life.  And since my spiritual gift is talking, I can’t keep all this good wisdom to myself. That’s why I started a blog.

This blog is titled ‘A Little Happy’ for many reasons. Primarily, I love to give people small gifts and where I grew up such a gift is called “a little happy.”  Secondly, I am a woman who is usually happy, but who’s sometimes a little sad–I battle occasional depression.  We as a society have gotten extremely comfortable talking about cancer, diabetes, obesity and even HIV/AIDS.  But, bring up the “D word” and watch people squirm.  

If you are squirming now, don’t worry, this blog isn’t just about depression.  I’ll be posting on the many issues of mothering, daughter-ing and wife-ing.  Watch for “Make Your Own Happy” posts, where I’ll clip pictures of my latest “happy”, which can usually be made from things you already have around your house!  I’ll feature favorite vendors/artists of mine, their story and a link to their web site.  Get ready for “They said WHAT?” posts where I’ll quote pastors and teachers, summarize their lessons and attach the link for you to enjoy the full lesson.  I’ll also be featuring guest writers, specifically those who’ve spoken transforming truths into my life.

Journey with me as I attempt to encourage you to embrace your role, whatever it is.  God has plans for you that are good.  And that should make you a little happy.

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