Here she (we think) is ! She started coming around a couple of days ago, but acted very scared and timid. We did not think too much about it. Then last night when the thunder started rolling and the rain was pouring down, there she was at our door crying. Right at bed time. Maybe it was a mistake, but hey, thats what we are familiar with, we put some food in the garage and felt good about it. This little stinker stood at our back door and cried and cried. Which sent OUR two dogs into barking spasms…keeping us up waaay into the night.

              Thomas had to have Adam at school at 6:15 this morning for his ATLANTA field trip, needless to say, he was tired ! Isabelle and Isaiah think that we can keep this dog, but we have put up lost dog signs already. What is it about kids and dogs ? Isabelle was drawn to this dog like a magnet, no amount of threatening persuaded her to get away from the door. Amazing.

It  is not very often that I am as tired as I am today. Tired down in my bones. It is as much mental as it is physical. Thank you to the friends that I know are praying for my family as I start this new business. Your words of kindness hit the spot ! I can feel the enemy all around me, but there is a wall between myself and him that can only be the HOLY SPIRIT.

                                                 I am learning new things every day. I feel exhilarated and blessed. That being said, there are internal struggles that all families go through, so pray for us, if you think about it.

         ok…dinner is ready, dog is barking, Isaiah is obsessing, Isabelle is disobeying, the other dog has a tick, Thomas just walked in…..see what I mean ? BONE TIRED. Will write soon.

This is sort of how I feel right now. I am stretching. Its going to be ok. The Lord has told me not to worry. And that includes worrying about my laundry,too.

I have been sitting around here for a couple of hours now, adding up the money that has flown out of our hands in the matter of a week. Its scary, and overwhelming and yet, I believe that God has put this opportunity in our hands. I decided to put the work down for a bit, and pray and read the Bible. FYI…always a good choice. In the message I found a psalm that is for me, its not new, I’ve read it before, but each time, it hits me just a little bit differently. Its Ps 31.24 from the messagebe brave, be strong, don’t give up. Expect God to get here soon.

              Then…I was reading a book called GOD CALLING, my best friend Myrrh gave it to me(just one of the many spiritual gifts she has shared)the book is a compilation of words and insights given to two women who were willing to listen to the LORD’S voice. The writer put them in a dated format, so whenever I need a word, I go to today’s date, and tada ! There it is. More times than I can count, it has been right on the money, exactly what I needed. Tonight was no different. Here is what it said, May 24I give with a LARGE hand and heart. Note, the draught of the fish…the net broke and the boat began to sink with the lavishness of my gift. Lose sight of of all limitations. Abundance is GOD’S supply. Turn out all limited thoughts. Receive showers and in your turn…shower.

                I was happy with that word. I have a family, and they are the reason that I am working hard. I want to leave a legacy, financial freedom…yes, but above everything else, a legacy of faith. Faith in the lavish, extravagant love and grace of ABBA.

Sometimes as a person who loves Jesus, the fire is smaller, burning lower. There is an ebb and a flow. I have grown accustomed to this, and don’t get too worried about it anymore. BUT WHEN THE FIRE IS STOKED….I celebrate, celebrate, listen to the music !!! 

                  Originally, this blog was a way to witness, but somwhere along the way, the accuser told me that it was pointless, stupid, cheesy and just plain boring. I am guilty of believing him. Dammit.

           I have stumbled upon a couple of blogs that have changed my mind, and renewed my faith in the written word and in the power of sharing the love of the lord. Sometimes, I forget that there are people who have never danced before him, there are people who have never sobbed ,and had snot all over themselves, and someone else and just did not care, because the Lord was mending their broken heart, one tear at a time. There are people who are brand new children of GOD, newly adopted into a family that is elusive at times.  I have experiences to offer these people…maybe you. I have a testimony…I am a witness.

Both of my babies have strep-throat. It has made me acutely aware of how each of my kids have their own personality, and how I, in return react to each of them differently.

            When Isaiah gets sick, he is sweet and snuggly, and still..which is rare for him. We lay on the couch and snuggle.

Adam on the other hand gets sick less, and is pitiful in a different way. Tonight when I came home, there was a driving force, an uncontrollable NEED to get in bed with my eleven year old man-child, whose feet are now bigger than mine, whose body is wiry, and muscular,and pointy all at the same time. So thats what I did. I climbed into the bed and stroked his hair, snuggled up to him and gave in wholeheartedly to the mommy desire to hold him. It was good, I really needed that, and so did he.

                             They are so different, and I love them differently. They each need me in a unique way….God is so extravagant in his design. It catches me off guard occasionally.

Together with Freckles, I have gone into business  ! We are opening a store called …..glam…what else?! We saw a need and had the opportunity, so we jumped! A big ol leap of faith, good thing we have a lot of that . We are beyond excited and blessed, and so far ,everything we have asked our Father for, he has given.

                  We want to be succesful, of course, and we want to be good stewards. We want to bless our families and husbands. Simple. Two moms brainstorming about recession proof business ideas, and we think this is it ! At least for us.

              FYI…I said casually to the Lord and to Freckles, “I wish we knew someone who had been in the retail business and retired, someone with knowledge of the details that we might overlook”. The very next day, we had our meeting with the sales lady from  the radio station 93.7, she was lovely and personable AND, SHE USED TO OWN A DANCE STORE !! She had a ton of advice, along with contacts and hindsight. God is good. It was a simple request, only half serious, but he was listening. I am looking forward to my inheritance. I, for one, am tired of living like I am an orphan. It is time to step into my inheritance, I am the daughter of a king. There is royal blood coursing through my veins ! Thank you Jesus for talking to the Father about me constantly. I love you and you love me.

go to the passion for fashion page to find out the where, when, and what !!

In 2006, I went to a conference with the Butcher and our son. We had a great time, we signed up as a family, for prophetic ministry. Just in case, you are not familiar with that, let me explain……..you sit in front of 3 people, who know nothing other than your name, they pray and ask the Lord to bless you with words of encouragement. And so they did. The butcher and adam both had great ,encouraging, positive, right on words from the Lord. I, on the other hand, was told the same thing that I am always told ,”you are a worshipper, you will be on the front lines of the battle with song.”

But then, the girl, who was staring at me intently, said “You will be a business woman.”

At the time, I remember thinking, “ok, not so much. They can’t always be right”.

 They were right ! Ha ha ! I love it when the LORD speaks, even if it takes 3 and1/2 years to understand what it means.

              What I figured out is that you have to keep yourself in the right position to receive what he has for you, and keep your mind and heart open. Sometimes he REORDERS our dreams. And then he opens the doors……

This is a photo of Isabelle from field days past ! We love field day.

Well we have ALMOST made it through Isaiah’s first full year of school. Thank you sweet Jesus of Nazareth, son of a carpenter, lamb that was slain ! So today is field day for Z ! The Butcher is there with him and I am at work. Yes, I am a little sad about that, but thats life.

                    Let me just interject this- the butcher hates the new politically correct field day. If you are not familiar with that its when every child gets a ribbon, no one is numero uno. Of course, we understand this. Some children are not athletic and feel bad when they lose.  The Butcher HATES it. He likes the old school version , where you run as hard as you can, as fast as you can, in the blazing sun to become NUMBER ONE in your class, and earn bragging rights for the next school year. I tend to agree.

I realize that my posts have been up and down. Scattered, covered and smothered, if you will. Happy one day, sad the next, excited and then …not. Well, thats just how life is right now. I am moving into new areas of business and I am excited, however, personally, I have had some rough goings on lately. I am ok. WE are ok. This is being alive.

               I FEEL things, and when I feel them, I don’t hide it. But be assured that I am blessed beyond recognition. My children are healthy, and my husband loves me. Everything else is gravy.