*Wordless Wednesday

We started going to our home group through our church last night. The focus of this week, in the “Live like you were dying,” series is “Speak Sweeter.” One of the questions we answered, was, “What is one thing that someone has said to you in your life, that encouraged, or affirmed you in significant way?”

I am going to answer that question for Positive Post Tuesday, and want to hear your answers as well!

A person that has profound impact on my life in a verbal way, is my mother in law. She encourages me with words, any time that I need encouragement. She makes me feel like anything is possible with God, any obstacle can be overcome, and she makes me feel good, by always telling me, “You are doing good.”

That simple statement stretches far for me. I watch her believe in people around her. Really and truly believing her children, her grandchildren, her husband and her friends are the most wonderful people. She loves deeply from her heart, and it pours out of her mouth. I truly appreciate her, and her sweet words, as I am sure the many people in her life do also. She is not afraid to “speak sweetly,” to anyone, and I find that inspiring!

I’m drying bundles of my lavender, to make sachets to throw in the dryer, and drawers. I love everything about lavender. I love the way it looks while it’s growing, and cutting it, tying it up, and then smelling it later. I love lavender!

…. I don’t like doing chores that don’t ever get done. Chores like dishes and laundry. The second I think I’ve done the last dish, or the last t shirt, there’s something else in the sink, or something else in the hamper. Give me gardening, or organizing something any day.

~What is the chore you love to avoid?

Brody showed me this and it cracked me up. This guy is very funny, and has great music too.

You’ve gotta watch this video of Dave Barnes and his new single, “Only you.”

My cat has radar for “I don’t like cats” kind of people. She sits on them, or right next to them when they come to visit. I realized that there are cat people, and non cat people. There aren’t people that are indifferent to cats. They either like them or they don’t. I like cats, I just don’t like litter boxes.

Which one are you?

I borrowed this book from a friend, because I was curious about it. It has gotten great reviews.

I’ve basically finished it, and it has really been eye opening. It is mostly about communication, and the different ways we communicate love to one another. The frustration that many couples have stems from having different love languages, and communicating love differently to each other. Love is there, it’s just being spoken in different ways. The point is to figure out what your spouses “love language” is, communicate in that way to them, to ensure their “love tank” is full.

~Those different love languages are grouped like this:

*Words of affirmation
*Quality Time
*Receiving Gifts
*Acts of Service
*Physical Touch

For me, I was surprised by what my own love language seemed to be. I had initially read that list, and decided I was probably one of those and Brody another, and then the more I read the book the more I realized it was different than I had initially determined.

One piece of marital advice, that Brody and I have hung onto all these years, (don’t always do this, but return to this piece of advice) was given to us by our pastor, and that is, “You both need to be giving 100 percent of sacrifice, service and love to one another, then you both will be satisfied.”

Have you read this book? What is your love language? What is your spouse’s? How do you communicate that to each other? (if you feel comfortable answering)

*Wordless Wednesday.

My three year old, can melt anyone’s heart. He’s precious.

He’s been saying the cutest things lately.

*While watching the olympic water polo teams, he said, “They are playing water ball… soccer… and they wear water under ware.”

*He turned to me out of nowhere the other day and says, “when I’m big I want to drive trucks.”

*While swinging on the swings he says, “swing me the higher-est, like I’m flying.”

Every night when we pray, and I ask what he’s great full for he says, “you mama.”
See? Precious.
I love this boy. He’s a sensitive, kind spirited, beautiful little boy.

*Positive Post Tuesday
*Tiny Talk Tuesday

It is beginning. My first born son is starting kindergarten.

This is the beginning of his personal life experiences. “This is a good thing,” I tell myself, while the tears stream down my cheeks.

“Why am I crying?” I ask myself. He is growing, he is healthy, this is where he should be, this is good. Why am I sad? He needs to be here, he’s climbing the walls at home. It’s time. Why am I not ready for this by now?

Logically, this is a great thing. We love the teacher, we love the school, it’s close to home, he’s got friends there, it’s good for him. I just can’t stop the tears.

What makes it harder, is that he’s afraid to go. He gets himself worked up, and there’s no calming him down.

I’m just glad for both of us, that they ease us into this whole school thing.