Thursday, March 20, 2014

Happy 5th Birthday, My Sweet Boy!

It's here again, another birthday for my sweet boy.  5 years.  It is hard to believe.  It keeps flying by and he keeps insisting he is going to marry me when he's bigger.  But he does promise to let Tom Hiddleston marry me, too.  (Yet another reason to ADORE my child!)

So, with that, I bring you, his annual 20 Questions. 

1.       What is your favorite color?  Orange
2.       What is your favorite toy?  My Cars
3.       What is your favorite fruit?  Melon and Cantaloupe
4.       What is your favorite tv show?  Turtle Man
5.       What is favorite thing to eat for lunch?  Turkey Sandwich
6.       What is your favorite outfit?  All of them!
7.       What is your favorite game? Chicky Boom
8.       What is your favorite snack? Pretzel Logs
9.       What is your favorite animal?  Baby turtles
10.   What is favorite song? NY2LA by Press Play
11.   What is favorite book?  The Giving Tree by Shel Silverstein
12.   Who is your best friend?  All of them
13.   What is your favorite cereal?  Mommy's cereal
14.   What is your favorite thing to do outside? Play
15.   What is your favorite drink?  Water
16.   What is your favorite holiday? Birthday!
17.   What do you like to take to bed with you at night?  Nothing
18.   What is your favorite thing to eat for breakfast?  Waffles
19.   What do you want for dinner on your birthday?  Birthday cake
20.   What do you want to be when you grow up?  A train conductor

His answers are getting more in the range of "Duh, mom, don't you know?!"  Talking to him is like talking to a miniature man and that is both hilarious and frustrating.  He is no longer a baby but he is still a little boy.  He still insists on hugs and curling up in my lap.  (Thank goodness - I have to remind myself that this is a HUGE blessing, even when I am in the middle of typing & trying to get some work done.)  

He is stubborn - like me.
He adores animals - like me.
He is a climber - like me.
He has a heart for adventure - like me.
He is a trouble boy - like me.
I thought that when I learned I was having a boy and not a girl that maybe, just MAYBE God was granting me a reprieve.  HAHAHA!  Nope, he was just giving me a mini-me in boy form.  Such a funny sense of humor that God has!  ☺

He makes me laugh and he frustrates the crap out of me.  He makes me so mad sometimes but often it is to the point that I can't help but crack a smile.  Sometimes I think I am the absolute worst parent ever.  Then he hugs me for no reason and tells me he loves me.  

When I am upset and crying, and especially when I try to hide it from him, he knows.  And he always tries to comfort me.  His heart is amazingly sweet.  I don't know what I would do without him.  I really do love him to the moon and back.

He is 5 years old and even when he is 50, he will always be my little boy.  I pray that no matter what, he knows that I have tried my best.  I pray that he knows that I may not have always gotten it right but I through it all, I loved him with all that I had.  

Happy 5th birthday, baby.... 

Counting it all joy,

Monday, March 17, 2014

Thank you....

I don't know your name, but you made my son smile one of the biggest smiles I haven't seen on his face in a long time.  A stranger - a man, nonetheless - who brought pure joy to my little boy.  Such a simple thing but it made this momma so happy.  

And it was so random.  Four grown men at the zoo on a Saturday.  Grabbing some lunch at the Safari Cafe and you all sat near us.  You had me cracking up.  My "kids" (1 of mine, 3 I nanny) thought you were nuts.... but in a good way!  (They should know, they put up with me quite often, and I am far from "normal.")  

You tried to get them to sing a Whitney Houston song.  They had no clue what you were talking about.  (I did - "Greatest Love of All.")  You advised them that you expected them to know the song next time you saw them.  I'm still giggling.  

When the boy I nanny asked your name, you said it was Big Papa.  Silliness ensued at our table.  I just shook my head.  My son kept hitting you with his hand and every time you turned around to look at him, his face beamed.  I mean, BEAMED.  I wish I could've preserved that image forever but my camera was not by me and really, how silly would I have looked taking a picture of that?  The image is seared in my memory, though.  It fills me with joy just thinking about it.

So, thank you.  To you and the other 3 gentlemen who were with you.  You were super sweet to my brood of children and you really made our trip to the zoo even more memorable.  You may not think it was anything, you may have forgotten it already, but I haven't, and believe me, if they see you again, they will ALL recognize you.  They will remember that you acknowledged them, you conversed with them, you made them laugh.

I may just hug you if I see you again... be warned.

Counting it all joy,

Wednesday, March 5, 2014

When Did I Become An Adult?!

I turned 38 today.  When did THAT happen?!  When did 20 years since I graduated from high school fly by?  When did the 80's become "classic rock?"  When did I become this close to turning 40??

I took one of those bazillion buzzfeed quizzes on Facebook that ask what your "true" age is and I got 22.  *snicker*  Not sure if that is a good thing or a bad thing.  ☺  I nanny 5 kids part time (to a family of 6) and have one of my own.  The age range is 17 down to my almost 5 year old.  I am around a lot of young minds.  Apparently, I fit right in.  

I hardly live like I did when I was 22.  Good golly, just thinking about it makes my stomach hurt and gives me a headache.  The only reason I survived those early 20's was by God's grace and His grace alone.  Now, one glass of wine, and I'm flushed and ready for bed!  

So, in honor of my 38th birthday, I bring you:

38 Things You May or May Not Have Known About Me ~

1. I wanted to have 4 kids. I REALLY wanted to have twins.  God knew what He was doing when He only gave me 1.  ☺

2. I hate wearing shoes but I think high heels are sexy as all get out.  If I didn't have to walk in heels, I'd own a closet full but since I don't have money burning a hole anywhere, that won't ever happen.  Give me bare feet or flip flops any day.

3. I want to photograph children while on a missions trip.  I think capturing the innocence of a child in a photo is priceless and I would love to be able to do that while being God's hands and feet, too.

4. I started baby sitting when I was 9 years old.  Seriously.  Could you imagine that now?!  Oh Lordy.  And how about this: I am still in contact with 5 of the "kids" I used to babysit.  3 of them are brothers and the other 2 are brother and sister.  I even went to two of their weddings.  Craziness.

5. I need an iPod for all the music I listen to - my iPhone does not have enough storage.  This totally sums up my musical taste:

6. I want a home just big enough for myself, my son and guests to visit.  The biggest room will be the family/living room and the 2nd biggest room will be the kitchen, where you will also eat as I do not want a dining room.  (Who really uses them anyways - most people eat in the kitchen anyways or the living room.)  There has to be a front porch and a nice sized yard for a garden.  It will be a home & it will be perfect.

Available on Etsy

7.  I love to laugh.  And when I do, I LAUGH.  I have a loud laugh.  Some people hate it, some people love it.  Irregardless, it is mine, and I, personally, love it.  I have embraced laughter so much the past few months.  It is refreshing.  Laugh.  And laugh loud.  Who cares what other people think?

8.  This describes me perfectly:
Is it just me?  I mean, seriously, sometimes I look up and am like, "How did I get this far?!"  My car must have autopilot because if it didn't, who knows where I'd end up?

9. My biggest pet peeve is hypocrites.  Don't get me started.

10.  I love roller coasters.  All of them except the Top Gun Coaster at Canada's Wonderland.  I screamed like I have never screamed before during the entire ride.  It was horrible.

11. I am terrified of swinging bridges.

12.  I want ride the Stratosphere in Las Vegas.

13.  I ♥LOVE♥ tattoos.  I am finally at a point in my life where I feel as if I don't have to answer to anyone about what I put on my body.  If I want it and can afford it, I am going to get it.  There is meaning behind my choices and I have so many ideas that I would love to have done.  In due time.

14.  I love books.  I thought I would never want to own a Kindle because I love the feel of a book in my hands and then I won a Kindle Fire and now I am an addict.  I have so many books downloaded, waiting to be read, and it is awesome.  I love being able to carry tons of books on one device.

15.  I have never read Pride & Prejudice or Les Miserable, although they are both on my Kindle.

16.  I have never watched It's A Wonderful Life.

17.  My favorite movies are Pretty Woman and Gladiator.  Oh, and you might as well add Thor 2 to that as I am now obsessed with Loki.  OMG.  ;)

18.  Chewbacca is my favorite Star Wars character.

19.  I love doing crafty stuff.  Any kind of crafty thing.  Pinterest is my BFF.  I have painted, refurbished, re-purposed, you name it, I have had a ball doing it.  And the sky is the limit man.

20.  My passions are poetry and photography.  I love to write.  It is oftentimes a struggle but it brings me the most happiness.  And taking photos also brings me peace and joy. I would love to write a book and combine those two joys.

21. I have written over 1000 poems.

22. I just wrote another one, seeing as the inspiration struck me.  I love when that happens.

23. I am a night owl.  I stay up way too late. This does not work out so well when you have a child.  Him going to school in the fall is going to be very difficult.  For both of us.  He is a BEAR to get up in the morning. 

24.  I buy Disney movies for me... but say they are for my son.  ;)

25.  Tangled is my FAVORITE Disney movie, although Frozen is pretty high up there now.  Rapunzel is my favorite Princess, though.  ADORE her.  And Eugene is just he cutest.  I kind of like "Punk Rapunzel and Eugene" better, though.

26. When I was little, we had to write what we wanted to be when we grew up. Apparently, my aspirations were really low.  I had put a cashier.  Ironically, I have never been a cashier anywhere.  I have worked at retail places, but they were Hollywood Video and Tuxedo Junction, nothing like a grocery store or retail store.  I never achieved my "dream."  LOL

27.  Of course, I also thought I'd have long, flowing blonde hair and be tall.  What did I know?

28. I love living in East Tennessee but often dream about moving to a tropical island.  My soul longs for salt air...

29. I hate bananas.  Don't get me wrong, I love banana bread, banana pudding, banana flavoring, etc., but just sitting down, peeling a banana and eating it?!  Blech.  Cringe.  I cannot do it.  It just grosses me out.  I have no clue why.  It just does.  Yes, I am weird.  Whatever.

30.  If I could have any book boyfriend, I would choose Logan Cross.  If you do not know who that is, shame on you.  And you need to read the Mageri Series by Dannika Dark now.  It.Is.Amazing.

 31.  I love nail polish.  I hate painting my finger nails.  My toe nails, however, are a different story!  ;)  I have at least 40 different nail colors in my collection.  But this, this is also me:

32. I have had the same flat sheet since I was a teenager in Connecticut.  It is my favorite.  It is soft and worn in and a comfort.  If it ever rips or wears through, I am going to be heartbroken. 

33.  If I was ever let loose in a Container store, it would be scary.  I am obsessed with organization.  It is borderline OCD. 

34.  I want to visit Everglades Holiday Park mainly with the hopes of meeting Paul Bedard.  (He's so stinking hot!) Because of Gator Boys on Animal Planet, I am now a fan of alligators.  I would love to touch one and plant a kiss on one -- as long as it's safely taped up.  ☺

35. I need a girl's only vacation... bad.  And not just a few days.  Like a week.  On a cruise ship or at the beach.  NEED I tell you.  The first time I went on a girl's only vacation was when I was 22 and my friend and I flew down to Ft. Myers, FL.  Not exactly Miami, but the flight was cheap and the condo was free. 

36. I'm a Jim Beam girl.  Yep.  I said it.

37.  3 words: Ice Cream Cake.

38.  I have amazing friends.  Some since I was 4 years old.  I may not see them much, but they are always in my heart.  Love them.  Others I have never even met - they are my "craft" friends or "Facebook" friends but they are some of the closest, sweetest friends I have.  Then there are my mom friends, the ones I met because of my son.  They are my "God send."  If it weren't for them, I would be a lonely bumbling idiot.  Instead, I can be a bumbling idiot in a group... with wine and food!

And there you  have it!  Good gracious, that seemed to have taken me forever!  I hope y'all enjoyed learning a bit more about me.  It's been a good day for me.    
Let me show you what my son got me...

The story behind this is so cute... We were at Target today, to pick up some play food for our churches Kidz226 & while I was standing in the checkout line, Lucas was over by the jewelry section. He was like, "Mom! Would you like this! And he was holding up a necklace. I was like, "Lucas, just bring your dad here later." Then he runs up with this huge Hello Kitty necklace and was like, what about this one? I'm like Good Lord, what am I going to get for my birthday from this one?! Again, I'm like, "Just bring daddy here later!" Then he comes up to me with THIS one and goes, "I want to get you THIS one!" So I repeat myself again and he goes, "But it'll be gone!" So the cashier offers to put it on hold at Guest Services for him with his name on it. Lucas was like, Okay. It was beyond precious. His dad went and picked it up this afternoon. Lucas was so proud of it! I love him.♥

Counting it all joy,

Sunday, March 2, 2014

What I Have Learned...

about Christianity, Religion, Evangelism, Jesus, Faith and Friendship.

Woah Nelly.  You may want to sit down with a tall one for this!  Seriously.  Pull up a chair and get ready to either love me or leave me.  No worries.  I'm already forgiven by the only one who matters. 

Let me begin, or rather, preface a bit by explaining that my Pastor touched on a point today that resonated with me in such a way that I just have to share my thoughts.  He spoke the truth.  I mean, I literally wrote down in my journal TRUTH and then put notes.  

We are in a series called "I Love The 80's" and we have been going through Psalms 80-89.  This week we were in Psalm 88, which he lovingly called the Prozac Psalm.  We only read verses 1-4, mind you, but it was enough.  ☺  He brought up a huge point (a huge point for me) and that was, one word became really "dirty" in 1988 and that word was Evangelism.  Did this lady yell AMEN! or what after that?!  Oh my!  Here comes the photo of Jim and Tammy Baker and then Jimmy Swaggart. Swish, slam dunk!

TRUTH: I was 11, going on 12 in 1988.  The tele-evangelists were a HUGE turn off to me and gave me more reason to not want to believe in Christ.  I saw it as hypocritical and a joke.  They did a HUGE damage to the youth of the 80's. 

That is word for word what I wrote in my journal this morning.  That is what I need to elaborate on.  It took 10 years of Christ pursuing me, for me to turn my life over to Him.  By His grace and His alone am I a firm believer in the Lord.  But man, how many of my friends and fellow students are not?  How many of them still shun the Bible and the TRUTH because all they see is hypocrisy?  

Unfortunately, it still exists.  And not just on television.  But in so many churches in this country.  Men and women who stand up and preach from the "good book," but do not walk the walk that they are talking on Sunday.  

Do you know how frustrating it is to share the love of Christ with someone who is so adamantly opposed to all things God?  It breaks my heart.  Literally breaks my heart.  

I am not a believer in religion.  I am a follower of Christ.  I have a relationship with the Lord.  He is my Father, my Papa.  He is my comforter, my healer, my peace.  It is simple for me to choose joy because of Christ living in me.  It is not always easy, but it is a choice that makes the most sense.  People may ask me how I can be so positive/optimistic and that answer is easy: It's God.  It's not me.  If it weren't for my faith, I would probably wallow in my sorrow and self-pity.  That is the human side of me.  The supernatural, awesome part of me - the Spirit of God part - that part, well, He keeps me keeping on.

THAT is what people need to understand.  Faith and belief in God is not a Bible-wielding preacher asking you for money.  That is a Pharisee and even Jesus called them out and didn't like them a whole lot.  

I was around 22 years old when I finally accepted Christ.  And there's this pretty amazing thing that happens when you allow the Lord into your heart.  You begin to understand the word of God.  Because, let me tell you, prior to opening up my heart and asking Him in, I read the Bible, and it didn't make a lick of sense to me.  After I admitted my need for Him, however, not only were my eyes opened, but my mind, my heart, my soul.  I was reborn.  It was the best decision of my life.

You may think you have all the answers and you don't need a "savior."  I beg to differ.  I was burdened with a weight I did not know I was carrying until I finally said, "enough."  I was lost and missing something.  That something was the Lord.  He lifted that weight and gave me freedom.  He grants me mercy every single day.  I still screw up but man, at least I know that no matter what, He has my back and loves me just the same.  

Stop thinking on the people that give you a bad taste about "religion."  They are not what God is all about.  They are not what Jesus is about.  They are not what YOU are about.  If you based all your choices on a few bad seeds, you would miss out on the world.  You would never drive, never ride a bike, never fly, never walk.  You would miss out on living for fear of dying.  That is what it is like by choosing to believe that all things God is bad because of a few. 

Let me ask you this: 
What if I am right about God?
What if He loves you so much & He has been pursuing you but you are just too busy to pay Him any mind?
What if you refuse to listen with your heart to hear His voice because you are too stubborn and narrow-minded to believe that someone that amazing could love someone such as yourself?
What if I told you that it was true?
What if I am right but you still won't even consider the possibility and you die tomorrow and are face to face with God and He turns His back on you because He says He never knew you? And He wouldn't know you because you kept turning a deaf ear to His voice and never reached out to Him?  

What do you have to lose by listening to the Word of God?  You don't even have to step foot into a church... just listen to my Pastor online.  (I mean, come on, our worship band started service with Guns N' Roses this morning!  We can't be that bad!)

You have nothing to lose, I promise.  

And, listen, if you click on the link and listen/watch a sermon & love it, please let me know.  If you hate it, well, that's fine, too, but I want to keep this page free from drama, so feel free to share your opinion just keep it user friendly, if you please.

Counting it all joy,

Saturday, February 15, 2014


It was Valentine's Day yesterday.  Today, I bought myself a bouquet of flowers.

Aren't they beautiful?  They are on some high shelves with the hopes that my neurotic cat Tubby does not get to them.  He enjoys eating them then promptly regurgitating them all over the house.  It is not pleasant.

Anyways!  I have never been one for celebrating Valentine's Day.  I always thought that you should celebrate the one you love every day of the year... or at least dote on them a little every week.  To me, Valentine's Day was just another "Hallmark holiday," and I didn't want to be bothered by it.

But, as I sit here thinking about it, I have come to realize that I stopped liking Valentine's Day because of my expectations.  What I wanted to happen never happened.  And because of that, I was so over the holiday.  Even when I had a boyfriend and then a husband, the day was never what I anticipated it to be.  So, for me, it was easier to just brush the day off and come up with an excuse to not celebrate it.  

See, I wanted the surprise!  I wanted him to take some initiative and put some thought and LOVE into the day.  PLAN something special for me.  Don't ask me what I want to do, don't ask me what I want.  Just.Do.It.  It didn't have to be perfect - it would've been perfect because he would've taken the time and attention to do something special.

But, alas, that never happened to this lady.  Never.  Not once.  So, I have swept this holiday under the rug and said "I'm done!"  

Until this year.  Which is ironic seeing as it's just me and my sweet little man now.  Ironic since I am, once again, without someone to share it with, besides my precious son.

Here's the thing, though, I want HIM to know how special this day can be.  I want HIM to learn that you need to tell and show the one you love that you love them daily but this day, Valentine's Day, it's special because you need to put thought & purpose into it for that one person that you adore.  Show him/her that you know their heart and that you love them.  

He was excited to write Valentine's cards for some of his friends.  He watched Be My Valentine, Charlie Brown and was so upset when Charlie Brown did not get a single Valentine's card.  He did not understand how anyone could be so mean to forget someone.  His kind soul was just bursting during that scene and this momma here, she was bursting with pride for her child.  

He was so excited to give me my Valentine's gift.  I got more love from him than I have received in I don't know how long.  I was overjoyed.  He was so excited to give me my gifts then "share" my candy with him.  And when he got his Valentine's from me, the thank you's I received blew me away.  He gets it.  And for that, I am grateful.

So, yes, I went and bought myself a bouquet of flowers today... just because.  It's okay to do that.  It is okay to spoil yourself if you do not have anyone special to do it for you.  You deserve it every now and then.  Because despite everything, you are loved and you are wanted.  Don't believe me?  His name is Jesus and He totally died on a cross for you.  He loved you SO much, He not only took all your sins, He welcomes you with open arms daily.  You just have to walk into them.  Amazing.  It's like Valentine's day everyday.

"For God so loved the world, that he gave his one and only son...."

"And the greatest of these is LOVE."

Daily I learn that minds can be changed, hearts can be turned and lives rearranged.  But the only true happiness is found in Christ.  I pray you see JOY in your walk today...

Counting it all joy,

Saturday, January 18, 2014

Where Have All The Good Men Gone

On Monday we honor Martin Luther King, Jr.  He'll be honored with speeches and many kids will have the day off of school, even some businesses will be closed down for the day.  All in all, it's just really another day for most of us.  Kind of like most of the "holidays" we celebrate.  You know, the Fourth of July, President's Day, Memorial Day, Veteran's Day.  We kind of brush the whole REASON for the day under the rug and never reflect on why it was actually declared a NATIONAL holiday.

Don't get me wrong, I totally fall into that category.  I'm sure the majority of you reading would agree.  It's not like most of us stop and spend the day reflecting on these "days off."  Here's the thing, though, nowadays, who do we have to look up to?  Who, out there, in the spot light, are our children viewing as someone to emulate?  We would love for them to be able to view their parents and grandparents as their "heroes" but is that really happening?  


They look at the "celebrities" on television.  Be it movie/rock stars, sport stars, reality stars, etc.  

Not many look at a political or spiritual figure as someone to look up to, to be like.   It's sad.

Why is that?  It's not like there aren't some absolutely AMAZING, TRUTH-speaking men and women out there nowadays.  Is it because they are being pushed aside by the "celebrities" and those that stir up the most trouble?

Who do you want your son or daughter to emulate?  Justin Beiber?  A-Rod?  Kim Kardashian?  I mean, seriously?  

I was reading some of Martin Luther King Jr.'s quotes and was blown away over how RELEVANT they still are today.  I mean - seriously appropriate.

If you think all the "Good Men" are gone, though, you are wrong.  They just seem to not get the "limelight" like all the others. I stumbled across the most amazing video the other day and led me to start following the videos of Trent Shelton.  Here's the video...

Such a beautiful spirit that little one has!  And seriously, Trent Shelton has some very inspiring, Godly messages out there for everyone.  You should check him out.  Trent Shelton Online

But he is not the only man out there with truth to speak and share.  There is, of course, my Pastor.  He's amazing.  And funny.  And very down to earth.  He's not in the "limelight," either.  I'm sure many of you would say your Pastor is pretty special, too.  

There's also a pretty amazing young man named Cody Jackson who many know online as One Boy USO.  Check it out here: One Boy USO  This 11 year old is AMAZING.  He is the biggest supporter of our Troops that I have ever seen and will blow your socks off.  He is also on Facebook at: Facebook One Boy USO.  If you want your son or daughter to aspire to greatness, look no further than what this young man is doing for the men and women that are fighting for our freedom.

Here's hoping that our sons and daughters will rise up to be the greatness we need in this country.  Through faith in God and love of country and the freedom it was formed to represent.  I want my son to emulate and reflect Jesus in all he says and does.  That is my goal.  But at the same time, it would be nice to know that there are some men and women out there that are doing the same, so he can look to them and see "Jesus at work" through them.  Guess I'll just have to keep him surrounded by the men and women at church and do my best at sharing the words of all the "good men" that made an impact on this world then and now.

Until then, I will be...

Counting it all Joy,

Sunday, January 12, 2014

Facing a Detour

My son & I were on our way to church this morning & we were laughing & having a grand old time as I "danced" in the front seat to some new tunes on my iPhone.  (Yes, I was driving, call me crazy, but it was keeping us BOTH awake!)  Just as we were coming up to the Topside Road exit (which is 2 exits before our intended exit) I saw flashing lights & a police car blocking the interstate.  

My sweet son asked if it was because I was driving without my hands on the wheel.  Darling child.  No.  Just as I was pulling onto the exit ramp, I saw it.  What all the commotion was for, evidently.  A little old lady was driving her car on the wrong side of the interstate.  She was heading right for us.  If it hadn't been for the police cars blocking us from going any further, we would've hit her head-on.

We were given a diversion this morning.  A road block.  Something to prevent us from something really bad.  All because someone else had chosen the wrong path.

As I was turning onto Topside Road, being thankful I knew the back way to where I had to go in order to still get to church on time, all I thought about was how God does that a lot - creates roadblocks.  But usually not with so many "apparent" signs.  He does it in a way that we usually fight Him over.

When He puts up stop signs, blockades, mountains, ways of preventing us from moving forward, we usually argue with Him - "God, WHY is this not going the way I want it to?  Why won't things work out as planned?  Why hasn't it happened yet?"  

Hmmm, as I sit here and type this, I hear my Pastor's voice in the back of my mind whispering, "Expectations!"  

You see, it is day 12 of 2014 and God has been laying down a path for me.  Everywhere I turn, I am reminded of HIM.  

My word for the year: Boldness.

My church's scripture for 2014: Philippians 1:20.  In it, one of the verses states, "but I will always be bold for Christ."

Our series we have opened the year with is called Expectations 2014 and here I am talking about signs and, duh, expectations.

It's like God is hitting me on the head, but in a gentle way.  It's His way of saying, "Pay attention!"

So here I am.  Doing my best to live with Eyes Wide Open.  Heart Ready To Receive.  

And accepting the reminders that a road block does not mean "it is done," it simply means, "He is preparing something better."  

"Be anxious for nothing."

Do not choose the wrong path to follow.  Follow the detour.  Do not try to steer around the road blocks.  They are all there for a reason.

Be reminded of this: If that road block had not been there, there is a great chance, neither would I.

Be grateful, daily, not only for the obvious blessings in your life, but also for the things that don't always go as you "expected."  

God's plan is always better than ours.  We just need to be bold IN Him and FOR Him.

Step out in faith.  Magnify Christ.  And don't forget to...

Count it all Joy,