Showing posts with label Prayer. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Prayer. Show all posts

Wednesday, July 26, 2017

If Life Gives You Lemons

We have a bit of a "life giving us lemons" scenario going on.
Pop up a prayer for my family, if you would.


I showed you my sprinkling of lemons a few weeks ago.
I've loved the pop of yellow these add to our summer home.



I have a collection of adorable vintage beaded fruit.


Let's play "what's missing?".


I needed to have a beaded lemon in my life.
Needed! 
Not to mention, I was sick with a weird bug and stuck on the couch.
I made the little beaded strawberry in the above photos, so I knew what to do.
I collected my supplies.


I assembled my faux fruit of choice, beads in the appropriate color and yellow iridescent sequins.
Beading pins are similar to straight pins but they are a little shorter in length.
You can find them in the beading aisle at the craft store.


Pick up a pin, put on a bead and then put on a sequin.


Stick into the lemon.


I watched crime shows and rested on the couch.



Update: I decided I wanted more of the sequin to show, so I went and got larger sequins to put on each pin.


Either way was fine but this looks a little more vintage.


 Sometimes you just cannot make lemonade out of lemons.
As I was writing my other lemony post, phrases flitted through my head concerning our current lemon situation.


 If life gives you lemons - kick them to the curb.



If life gives you lemons - beat them to a pulp.


If life gives you lemons - squeeze the heck out of them.



If life give you lemons - grate the rind off of them.


If life gives you lemons - stick them with a pin. 
If life gives you lemons - drop to your knees and pray.
Katie



Thursday, June 5, 2014

On My Knees

Motherhood is tiring. 
You are probably wondering why me, an empty nester, would say that. 
I don't have anyone to clean up after besides Bill and myself. 
He is not that messy. I'm the messy one.
Yet being a mother is exhausting. 
Getting on my knees (figuratively speaking) before the Lord on behalf of my offspring is quite different than getting on my knees to scrub behind a toilet. 


As I was praying for my children a couple of weeks ago, I told the Lord that I just couldn't do it anymore. 
I was tired. I was weary. I'd been praying for a child/children for almost 30 years and I was done with it. 
I couldn't come with anything else to pray.


My children have struggled financially way more than Bill and I did and interest rates were at a high of 15% when we were buying our first house. 
My kids are nowhere close to being able to buy a house.


I don't think we are the only family struggling with this and
I'm over it and so are they.
Anyway, after the Lord stopping giggling, I could hear Him say; "That's too bad. If their mother won't pray for them 
who will?"

I should have thought of that before the pregnancy test changed color. Yes, there were pregnancy tests way back in the old days.
Of course none of this was audible.
I don't have the luxury of not praying for my children.I came to my senses a little bit and went on praying but this time I relinquished the specific, controlling type of prayer that told God what should happen.
Every time I try to "will" God to act it doesn't work. 
Allowing Him the ability to do "His will," always works.

The first time I encountered this was when I was trying to potty train my eldest. I pressed, cajoled, pleaded with, bribed the child to use the potty. When I finally gave up and told the Lord that I couldn't do it, that's when Chris potty trained with no effort at all. 

The physically exhausting days of cleaning behind the potty on my knees are over. 
Getting on my knees in prayer will never be.
Thank heavens for answered prayer.
Katie