Thursday, October 25, 2007
Saturday, October 20, 2007
Wrapping up...
Friday, October 19, 2007
Information overload...
Thursday, October 18, 2007
Psalm 18
I call upon the Lord, who is worthy to be praised...
In my distress, I call upon the Lord,
And cried to my God for help;
He heard my voice out of His temple...
The Lord also thundered in the heavens,
And the Most High uttered His voice...
He sent from on high, He took me;
He drew me out of the many waters.
As for God, His way is blameless;
The word of the Lord is tried;
He is a shield to all who take refuge in Him."
Rest in Him today. Know that He loves you and He wants to be in every part of your life. He is always there for you and will always protect you.
Meeting with editors and agents
Wednesday, October 17, 2007
Verses for the day
"Then King David said to the entire assembly, "My son Solomon, whom alone God has chosen, is still young and inexperienced and the work is great; for the temple is not for man, but for God...."
I hear these words coming from my mom's mouth about me. I am young and inexperienced and what God has for me in my life is for Him and not me.
verse 5: "...Who then is willing to consecrate himself this day to the Lord?"
I pray that we all remember that "He who began a good work in you will finish it until the day of redemption." Philippians 1:6
And while He is completing that work in you, in me, that we all will "be imitators of God.....and walk in love, just as Christ also loved you and gave Himself up for us, an offering and a sacrifice to God as a fragrant aroma." Ephesians 5:1-2
Just getting here...
Tuesday, October 16, 2007
Sweet boys
Monday, October 15, 2007
Craziness all around....
But when I did go to Kinkos this morning to have the books bound (I finally got them printed and duplexed), it was POURING down rain. So, now, I have to figure out how to get 2 kiddos (Reid was at school) into Kinkos with my books without them getting wet at all and without me and the kids getting just drenched. What a feat that was. And poor Cole, I got him out of the car, shut the car door and wacked him in the head with the door. I couldn't pick him up as I had Ella, the umbrella and the books. I felt soooo bad. So, as soon as I get in the door at Kinkos, I pretty much drop everything (except Ella) to grab Cole and hold him.
I must say, I think that I am exactly where God wants me though. To get this kind of opposition, I know that God is going to do great things in my heart and in my life this weekend. I believe this 100% after the weekend I have had.
After a major meltdown last night and my husband calling and me telling him I didn't want to talk to him because honestly, I was mad that he was out of town taking care of his family and I, at that moment, thought he needed to be here with me helping me with this printing MESS!! Man oh man...where was I? In sin of course. Funny how this week's lesson that I'm teaching at church will touch on being self consumed to the point that you can't see out to help others. And when you are focusing on others, you don't have time to wallow in your own self pity. Funny how I always end up teaching lessons on issues that I am going through at that time.
But after that, I was somehow able to get it all done. Now, that's not to say that I'm not totally tired today...but good. Still have the headache, but we are good. I can hardly believe that I have only one more day before leaving for the conference. So excited, yet so scared!
On a good note...I was at the mall today meeting some of Cole's old friends for lunch. Before I met them, I had to make a return at Gymboree, in which the lady behind the counter couldn't believe that I had 3 children. She swore to me that she thought I was like 18 or something. Now, mind you, she has 3 children too, so she wasn't a teenager herself. I am pretty sure I could have kissed her and hugged her neck off! Seriously, I am soooo past 18. I don't think anyone as told me that since was in my early 20's. But hey, it did make me feel good...I have to admit that. All day, I was thinking: "Man, a little makeup really does go a long way!" But then, I looked at the mirror to admire my 18 year old looking face and I noticed that I had a zit on my jawbone....maybe that's why she thought I was 18. Instead of PMSing, she thought I was in puberty! Oh well....whatever the reason, I love her.
I just have to tell this story on my son, Cole. Man, if I had a camera today, I would have put this on the blog. But, he was eating his Cheetos, having some fun. And I noticed that he was picking his nose! Yes, I said picking his nose. That struck me as odd since he doesn't ever pick his nose. He then looked at me and said: "Mommy, can you get this Cheetos out of my nose?" I thought he was being funny and just had a boogie....I went over, tilted his head back and sure as heck, he had stuck a little piece of a Cheetos in his nose. Like who does that? When I got it out, his nose bled a little bit. Course, I put the fear of the hospital and needles in him to never do that again. I mean, I really only thought "those kids" did that? Apparently not. Apparently, my son does that! Oh me.
Sorry I'm so all over the place. That's my life right now. I am all over the place. Hopefully, I'll feel a bit more normal next week.
Thursday, October 11, 2007
Query Letters...
I am asking that you all pray for me that my nerves will calm down and that I will only write the words that God will have me write. There is no other way I am going to get through this! If anyone out there has any suggestions, please let me know. I would love all the help I can get!!
Wednesday, October 10, 2007
Wrestling with God
I have been wanting to share something with my blogger family for quite some time now, but just haven’t found the time to sit down and really put my heart into the writing. Or maybe I have had the time, but have had fear about putting my heart so out on the line.
However, with some encouragement from my closest friends, I have decided it’s time.
For those of you that don’t know me or don’t know me well, I have had a long time passion for Women’s Ministry. I have taught several Bible studies over the years in various Women’s Ministries. God has penetrated my heart over the years for Women. I just love women. I love being able to watch them grow spiritually. I love being able to connect with them. I just love everything that comes with that.
I have always envisioned that my ministry would one day be the Director of a Women’s Ministry for whatever church we were attending. I feared that my past would prohibit that from happening, but tried to trust that God was not tugging at my heart for no reason.
We began going to our church, Providence Church pretty much from its inception, which now is over 2 years. Both Bry and I loved the church from the very beginning and knew that God had called us to be there. Over the course of the past couple of years, I have played a big role in our Women’s Ministry by starting the Women’s Bible studies as well as planning the Women’s retreats (with an amazing team each year) for the past 2 years. I have also helped getting some other ministries going. I say this, not to toot my own horn, but to tell you where I have been over the past couple of years. During the course of this time period, my husband became involved in the Elder process at our church.
He became official in May of this year. The next step for our church was to put Deacons in place to run the various ministries for our church. Here was my chance. I was so excited as I was sure they would have to logically chose me to play the role for the Women’s Ministry. And guess what? I was asked to go through the Deacon training along with a very dear friend of mine. I thought that my ministry was finally coming into play as God had pictured it for me.
Or was that my picture? My ministry was coming into play, it just started looking very different after the very first weekend of the Deacon Training. I spent the next 2 weeks really wrestling with God and honestly fighting him. I went through a whirlwind of emotions those 2 weeks. The more I prayed, the more discontent I felt about becoming a Deacon. How could this be though? I had wanted this soooooo bad. And I really wanted to serve the ladies at our church more than anything. I wanted to make a difference.
But there was something in my spirit that just wasn’t quite right. I couldn’t find peace. So, I started the blame game. I started blaming others as to why this wasn’t going to work. I thought….well, I can’t share this role. So, if I have to share the role, I’ll just not do it. But the funny thing was, I really deep, down wanted to share the role with my dear friend. We compliment each other in so many ways. Her strengths are so my weaknesses. And with 3 small children at home, she would be my perfect mate.
My struggle was not with her or with anyone, but with myself and with God. God was clearly telling me to lay it down. Lay it down my Child….lay it down. That’s all I could hear in my heart and my head when I prayed. Oh, and know that I prayed a little extra just to be sure my mind wasn’t playing tricks on me.
I could hardly believe that God was wanting me to lay down my dream. Notice, I said “my dream?” This has been my baby. I can’t just give that up God. Seriously, why are you doing this to me? I was full of questions.
However, after many tears and much prayer and several long conversations with my husband, I knew in my heart I had to let it go. I had to let go and let God. Man, I teach that all the time, but when push comes to shove and I actually had to do it, it was painful. Obedience isn’t always easy at first. Taking that leap of faith to the unknown is so hard.
But I will tell you, when I woke the next morning, I had that peace that passeth all understanding. I can’t even tell you the difference I felt in my heart. It was unbelievable.
However, my journey was not over. As I began telling the appropriate people that I was laying it down, it was painful to my pride to be honest. It was hard. Every part of me still wanted to hold onto it someway, somehow. But I knew what I had to do.
As I walked away from the role, not the church or serving in our church, I wasn’t sure where God was going to take me. Now remember, my husband is an Elder, so I’m not going anywhere and I will still be able to be involved in the Women in our church, it’s just going to look very different than what I thought.
During this whole process, I felt this tug at my heart to pick up my Romans Bible study that I wrote about 4 years ago and start thinking about the publishing process. I ignored it at first until my husband said: “Honey, now that you aren’t going to be leading the Women’s Ministry, you should really think about working on your Bible study and on writing other things.” Seriously, did God tell him to say that?
As the weeks go on, I’ll be updating you more on the study, but for now, just bear with me. Long story short, I was put in contact with an editor (yes, a real editor that helps publish real books!) and she told me that the first thing I need to do is go to a Writer’s Conference. She told me that the best one to go to is the Glorieta Writer’s Conference in NM that is only once a year. Guess when that once a year is? October! Both Bry and I felt that I was to go.
Looking back over my month, I see why God was whewing me to lay down my commitments for now so that I could attend this conference. I know that He has BIG plans for me. I don’t know what that means or what that looks like and right now, I am not even going to try to guess. I am just going to go where He has me right here and right now. I know that He has a HUGE lesson for me over this next year. Again, I don’t know what that looks like, but I’m excited to walk down this path to see what it will be. I know that it will be a huge growing experience for me.
With that said, I will attend the Writer’s Conference next week. I don’t know that I will ever become a published author, but I really believe that God will have me more involved in Bible studies than I ever thought. Even if that’s just writing studies that I teach. It’s all exciting.
One thing I will be doing is launching a website (thanks for my friend Andrea) over the next month that I will call my Ministry website. I am not even sure where this will take me as of yet. All I know is, I am going to do it. I currently have a blog up in the meantime just with an outline of the Bible study that I am currently teaching at church. You can feel free to view this at Connected to Him Ministries.
I would ask for your coverage in prayers as I am at the conference. Pray that I am rested and that I retain all that is there to learn. Pray that my heart is encouraged and not discouraged. Pray that I don’t get ahead of God. Pray that I rest in His Hand.
Thank you for reading my heart. And thank you to my dear, close, heart friends for walking with me on this journey. I am more thankful for you than you could ever imagine. Your encouragement has meant more to me than you will ever know.
CowGirl!!!
Monday, October 8, 2007
I get dirty too!!
Bad Hair Day
Precious Artwork
Thursday, October 4, 2007
Sunday afternoon fun
The boys worked in the yard with Daddy which is their all time favorite thing to do. They move dirt around, try to trim Mommy's bushes, and help wash the cars. They live for being in the yard with their Daddy.
I had to take these pictures of the kids running through the sprinklers. They had so much fun. Never mind the fact it was around 4-ish Sunday afternoon when I took these and notice that they all still have on their jammies. Like I said....it's a leisure day at the Williams' household. We don't get (or take) enough of these, so we fully take advantage of them when we can.
The kids had a ball running through the water....even little Ella. Oh to be a kid again and just run carefree of all the world's problems and just have simple fun. How it reminded me that I need to get back to that in my own life. How I need to slow down and really enjoy the simple things in life and not get caught up in the rat race.
I love these 3 children more than I could ever express in words. And there is no greater feeling than watching them smile, laugh, and play together. They love being together. Even when they fight, at the end of the day, they want to be together. They want to do things together. I love that. I have prayed so heavy that my family will be so close now and always. My life is so full!
Monday, October 1, 2007
Lemmy the Lion
Lemmy came to our house with his favorite book. As you can imagine it was a book on the jungle. Sadly, we only read it to him one time. And can we just say, it was right before we went to school this morning. Reid was horrified that we hadn't read Lemmy his favorite book and Reid told me that Lemmy was going to be sad that we didn't. So, we took the time to do that.
But don't worry, just because we didn't read him his book earlier in the weekend, doesn't mean that we didn't have fun with him.
For starters, on Friday night while I was at the hospital with my dear friend Jeffie (she was having little Sam), Daddy led the crew in a dance party. Then they played the boys favorite game, which ironically enough they have named, lion. Every night, we hear them saying: "Let's play lion daddy!!" I'm sure Lemmy really enjoyed playing this.
On Saturday, Lemmy went with us to both of the boys soccers games. Reid held him while we watched Cole play (and by the way, Cole played the entire game!!! Big step for the 3 yr old). Then Lemmy watched Reid play soccer later that day.
Saturday night, we went to church and then out to dinner. Reid was sure that Lemmy got to drink some Sprite and that he ate chips and chicken. Lemmy did not go hungry!
Our biggest challenge with Lemmy??? Well, the boys actually fought over him. Who was going to hold him? Who got to carry him? and on and on and on. But all in all, they both loved on him tons and tons and tons. They both snuggled with him at night as well when they went to bed. It's a good thing that they sleep in the same bed. I can only imagine the fight of who he would have slept with. Luckily, Reid was super sweet for the most part in letting Cole share in on the fun with Lemmy.
Lastly, on Sunday night, we took the kiddos for ice cream. A special treat for sure. The boys were so excited because they got their own ice cream and they didn't have to share with anyone (a rare treat for sure).
I just had to share Lemmy with my blogger family. It was an eventful weekend. It was really sweet watching Reid scratch Lemmy's ears and rub his back. He would also talk to Lemmy when he thought we weren't listening. It was a good lesson for Reid in many regards. I am looking forward to oh so many more projects with my sweet son.