On Being Thankful for Dirty Dishes

We've just finished eating our third and final meal of the day and I'm carrying dirty dishes into the kitchen feeling like I never left it. Stepping over cars and trains that are scattered among Polly Pockets and My Little Ponies thinking of all that still needs to be done. Kids need bathed and laundry needs folded and I am standing in a mound of dirty dishes wondering why?

Why did my dreams consist of this?
Why did I want to live my life cooking and cleaning and nurturing all day, everyday?

What would it have been like if I was a fancy editor living in New York or a designer in Paris? How about a Lawyer or Teacher, Doctor or Nurse?

Why were none of those my dream; my plan?

Among the days when all I seem to do is pick-up and yell and say no and pick-up some more. When I am far busier than I ever wanted to be and all I would like to do is sit curled up on the couch with a book and a cup of tea and not be interrupted, that is when it becomes extremely easy to take all that I have for granted and wonder why. Letting frustration and stress take away my joy and cause me to question all this-this that I prayed for and hoped for, for as long as I can remember.

But, God is amazing! He shows me why...in her.


In him.



In them.


He brings me back to reality; my reality. This is all part of the plan that He laid out for me. He has laid it on my heart to try and do my very best at pursuing His purpose of the Titus 2 and Proverbs 31 Woman. Though I stumble and am by no means perfect at this in anyway, God supplies me with His beautiful Grace.  He gives me the courage to get back up and try again. To know that this is exactly where I need to be; where I am supposed to be, even on the toughest of days.

So I will continue serving God and my family in the best ways I know how-cooking, cleaning, nurturing, teaching, encouraging, creating, and loving-no matter how many more piles of dirty dishes or Matchbox cars I may have to climb over.

{I wanted to apologize for the long silence. Praying things will be back to normal around here. I have missed you all!}

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Counting down my Gratefulness one Blessing at a time {#150-#166}

 His Life
His Death
His Resurrection
Multi-Colored Tulips adorning my table
Little seeds in planted pots everyday growing more and more
The Sunlight that streams through my front windows
Watermelon
Recycling books and actually getting what I want in return
Kindness from an online friend
The anticipation of meeting that friend and all the summer fun that is to be had
Watching Caleb chase bubbles
Watching Emma blowing those bubbles for Caleb
Emma sitting in my bed "reading" books to Caleb
Laughing with my kids
Laughing with my Husband
Pink polish on little fingers and toes
A Beautiful Saturday spent with family

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Then they can urge the younger women to love their husbands and children, to be self-controlled and pure, to be busy at home, to be kind, and to be subject to their husbands, so that no one will malign the word of God. ~ Titus 2:4-5