The Simple Woman's DaybookOutside my window.....glorious sun and a 70 degree day
I am thinking.....that I will not be defeated and that my very name, Katherine Nicole, means "pure" and "victorious".
I am thankful for......people who look far enough to see the heart....how much I love you and appreciate you...what an encouragement you are. And I am so entirely thankful for this blog....I began documenting my own personal journey, the joys and struggles of being a wife, mother and this thing called life, as a written heritage for our children.....but what an encouragement it has turned out to be in my life though people coming together to encourage and uplift us and share in our lives....through the fire and in the victory.
I am wearing......ohhhh, here we go again with this....spandex shorts w/ wind shorts over that and a tank top...and no makeup. So entirely romantic, huh?
I am remembering......that my arm REALLY wants a tattoo....a big tattoo
I am going.......to go do more wash and supervise children that have strayed from their schoolwork on this beautiful day.
I am reading.......Managers of their Home....yes, still. This Little Mommy Stayed Home...yes, still. And Running and Pregnancy....yep...still too. And....baby name books! Gatlin Wyatt or Warren Graham for a boy perhaps and Charlotte Miel (Charlye) or Lillye Katherine for a girl, maybe.
I am hoping.......in 2 or so weeks we can hear a longed for heartbeat
I am hearing.......Capture Me by Jeremy Camp and the incessant talking of a ton of excited little boys telling me the cat lovingly deposited a dead mouse on our doorstep.
On my mind......our growing baby.
Noticing that.......I used to let stuff bother me and the disapproval of others used to crush me....and now I don't give a crap because I am secure in who I am, I know where I have come from, I know the judgement and self righteous crap I still endure by my estranged sister, and because of that I now know that when others judge me it is no longer even worth my time or effort to defend myself or try to explain it all......because I know that the Lord sees and knows intimately the true intentions of my heart. And I am free!
Pondering these words......I shall be glorious, triumphant and an overcomer in the eyes of the Lord and He shall be my strength. Holy Fire burn away my desire for anything that is not of you and is of me. I want more of you and less of me. Empty me and fill me with You...the Author and Finisher of my faith...the Beginning and the End...how infinite and powerful You are. How full of mercy and grace You are. How faithful. How kind. How merciful. Let me glorify You in all that I do...in all that I say. Break me, mold me, shape me. Do Your work within me so that my heart may be above reproach. You have saved me. You have rescued me from brokenness. You healed my hurting heart and in You I am completely and totally made whole. In You I have the strength to lose the weight and keep it off. In you I have the power and the courage to walk away from relationships that continually result in heartache and destruction. In You I have the courage to be strong and conquer. My heart is urgently desperate for you. Be my thoughts. Be my words. Let Your Spirit be my conviction, my countenence, my words. I seek to honor You in all that I do....everything, God. Everything. Without You I am nothing. Without You I can accomplish nothing. Holy Spirit, come. Come, sweet Holy Spirit. It's not about me. It's all about You. Let me follow your ways and walk in the paths of righteousness.
From the kitchen......mustard.
Around the house......scrubbed toilets, mopped floors, clean bathrooms but a kitchen that still needs a thorough cleaning.
One of my favorite things........total and complete freedom, the ability to be transparent, and the confidence.....that has been a lifetime in coming.....to love myself and be who I am and what I am in every way.
From my picture journal.......my glamorous day job. So gross, so nasty...but bringing it all back down to reality. Apparently when 2 year old's are peeing into the toilet from a side angle and put pressure on urinary muscles it pressurizes the bowel muscles as well....that are not exactly aimed in the right direction. Don't enlarge this....it's just nasty! But it's good ole real life.
2 comments:
I appreciate the picture. We've all been there. It never gets less gross, does it? :)
I just recently found your blog and really enjoy it. It inspires me.
One comment though..when you write long paragraphs, could you put more paragraph breaks in them? When it's a long block of words my old eyes go cross eyed, and I dont want to miss a word of your posting. :)
Just a suggestion. Thanks for the heartfelt postings.
Judy
justonefoot.blogspot.com
Judy...I'm so glad you enjoy it here and it inspires you. When I started blogging I never in a lifetime dreamed anybody but me would be reading...that it'd be worth reading!
The picture is funny. It makes me cringe everytime I look at it. It's just flat gross. But everybody does it.
The spaces between paragraphs are funny. Yes, I will definitely try. Most days blogger will cooperate. There are some days it won't acknowledge any paragraph spaces. So frustrating. But I will definitely try to remember to break the long stuff alot more.
Oddly enough, I have never in my life had a computer class so everything has been self taught. And I failed the writing portion of the junior college TASP test. And then I went on to fail the remedial English class I had to take because of the test...and THEN I failed the only English class I ever took in junior college! So, there are probably many run-on sentences, sentences that end in prepositions and paragraphs that desperately need to be broken up.
I have some readers that only skim due to how very long some posts are. Some posts I doubt anybody ever makes it to the end. LOL! But I do love to write. It's more than just little everyday happenings. It's us on a journey...so it gets long. :)
I'm glad to know somebody out there makes it to the end of everything. LOL! I visisted your blog a few days ago and really enjoyed some of your story. I look forward to going back and really reading back through some of your history when I have some time.
Nikki
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