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Hours… I have been rocking for hours. The night is old, the house is still, with the exception of my whole body moving the rocker back and forth back and forth. All would be silent if I was not still humming a lullaby softly, almost mechanically, to my baby girl.

She is my first baby… I am a first time mommy… but the transition from woman to mother was instantaneous. The learning curve steep, the hours long… the stress unlike anything else I have faced… I am bone tired, my brain is on autopilot most of the time and I am often weepy BUT I am a fighter. I am devoted. I am with out a choice and yet I still choose to be her long suffering mommy.

There is a fire in my chest that was lit the moment we began our relationship and each subsequent sibling would add to that fire. It is a unquenchable passion for my children that is beyond the physical. It doesn’t require me to be loud and proud or to express enthusiasm physically… it is deep and constant and certain.

For the first time ever I listened to a message on passion in the Lord that didn’t involve PROVE IT techniques . It wasn’t driving us to be loud personalities or vibrant movers and shakers. The speaker compared passion in the Lord to that calm solid passion I just spoke of… a mother for her new baby… I was completely able to identify and it made me think long, feel deep down, about what kind of bonfire is in my heart for my Lord… how unquenchable and consistent, even more then that, constant is it…

Some of the most passionate Christian brothers and sisters that I have know in my life weren’t necessarily loud and proud, but they had a solid heart ablaze and that warmth flowed from them as they moved full of peace, grace and dedicated devotion to love… to love their Lord, love their brothers and sisters and even love their enemies. They have spoken much into my life with their passion for Jesus.

I am thankful for encouragement to fan the flame of passion in my life… to dig deep and find it still there, burning in my heart for Jesus.

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My Bread

A sure sign that summer is on its way out is when I return to my weekly bread making day. With all the kids home, and the HEAT, I take summers off (in spite of the complaints from family, he he he)…but even I, by falls return, miss the home made loaves and even the process of making them. So I find the initial umph required to get back at it again. Today was a good day to begin again.
My kids often gather around to watch, the first few times I am back at it. I make them sit in the dining room and watch from there, as I don’t appreciate all the little kiddy fingers mucking with my dough. They ooh and ahhh and ask many many questions. It always brings me back to how I saw my mother when she was busy making bread. It was as if she reached a whole new level of mother hood, there was more prestige, when she started kneading the dough. I thought she was so strong as I watched her beat the dough. I thought she was so loving as I took note of the day long task.

I guess these memories helped me get into making bread… but to be honest it is the taste of the fresh bread that keeps me going! Garnet is often very very willing to help me get all the loaves in and out of the oven at the end of the day. We both wait eagerly for the first loaf to cool and both devour two big slices in no time… but we limit ourselves to just a taste… no one needs a fresh bread tummy ache before bed.

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Tea Partying It UP!

Tea parties make me feel so domestic:) I love the group pictures we have taken over the years. Year after year of different ladies, all dressed in different colors and styles. More hats have shown up over the years, as that has been a personal aim of mine (to encourage more hat wearing that is). Next I would love to encourage the wearing of gloves and caplets!
My mother and a favorite auntie of mine travelled all the way down to be at this party. Mother in law and sister (Mirelle) made it, they are always so supportive of me and the icing on the cake was my ‘college mom’ making it out. Nancy was the lady I lived with through my college years (first few years away from home) and although she has always been the kindest of friend, she was also like a mom… a less bossy mom:) It was great to have her over! Three dear friends came. Two of them being pals of mine for years and the third is a new girl friend who is really game and I like that about her! All of us ate very very well and enjoyed fabulous conversation. Though the wasps chased the little girls in early, we women endured for the sake of more socializing.Why do I do this? Because I love being a woman. I loving being with other women and I love to see them enjoying femininity! It is a grand thing to have a time so full of girlyness that men would be afraid to accidentally intrude:)

It almost always feels doubtful that it will all work out for me to have a tea each summer and then when it is all pulled together it is so worth it. Here’s hoping I have time for one winter-y tea this year and another fabulous summer one next year!

P.s. I have been blogging for a few years now and boy do I love to go back and look through the archives. CHECK OUT THIS LINK to the last tea party I had two summers ago.

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Favorite Delusion

We all like to think we are in control… we think this idea is what carries us through the day, how we cope…

We are so fragile, we are so diluted if we think we are in control.

There are those of us who have been painfully awaken, all naivety removed, as the control is so obviously taken from our grasp…we find our way through the day, we cope, with Christ’s strength.

“It’s out of my hands

There’s nothing I can do

The best laid plans

Again have fallen through

I thought my world

Was under my command

Now I can’t believe

Just how glad I am

It’s out of my hands

My favourite delusion

I must control the universe

Failure brings freedom

You are God, and I’m not so…”

~CAROLYN ARENDS

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Let Me Tell You About My Summer!

Well first thing is it was the fastest one I have experienced yet. I believe the continual parade of scheduled trips and events is to blame for that. There where very very few unplanned days in the mix this year. It went so much better then expected. Not nearly the break downs or walls of fatigue hit that I expected.

And beauty? Oh so much beauty was found in this lightning fast season! Summer was a grand adventure! My husband and I found plenty of time to romance one another and my kids and I had many days in the sun and fun. We travelled more then I ever think this crew of ours has and we liked it too!

Fast, beautiful and adventurous. Let me share some pictures!

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Gardening and Love

(My DAD and I.)

My parents surprised me with a short visit and a day of shopping for my garden plot. I was so blessed by them paying for my seeds and plants, as well as a few other garden supplies! What a gift! It is like our whole garden is now a living present from my mom and dad! My littlest two and I went out to the green houses with them a couple days ago and it was a lovely morning. It left me eager to get those plants and seeds in the dirt and I was super glad to find the time yesterday.Time to put on grubbies and get our hands dirty. Time to get our garden in for the summer!

What is as romantic as your man willingly helping you with the garden on your anniversary?! Garnet and I celebrated 11 years yesterday and four hours of that kid-less day (kid-less do to help from family) was spent in the dirt. At the end of it all my man mentioned what a great idea a community garden is and he even mentioned his interest in gardening has been peeked because of the community aspect. He found joy in gardening!! WIN:)

Here are all my plants, seeds and supplies loaded up in the bike trailer to be transported to the community garden down the street. Garnet took the dog and met me there. There was a great deal of work to do and I was super thankful for Garnets muscle and no kid distractions or interruptions while we got er done!

It was really special watching others working on their plots as we worked on ours, sharing the tools with neighbors and chatting it up with other gardeners as well as curious passers by!

We had to dig out our path ways (a rule of the garden committees) and then we had to set up our dirt and top soil for planting. We then put the plants in and finally got down in the dirt to get the seeds in. Finished off with a healthy watering and before we knew it it had been four hours of work and we where hungry and ready for supper.

FINISHED!

The advice mom and dad gave us was as valuable as the supplies! This garden was bought and payed for by people who love my man and I… and our kids, planted with the man I love (and who loves me) and grown to feed the kids Garnet and I love!

There where times this spring when I was sure the plot wouldn’t work out for me… I wouldn’t get one or if I did I wouldn’t be able to use it… well we have come a long way now. There is a lot more work ahead, to keep this garden healthy, but I am just so pleased with the sense of relaxation I get from gardening, the sense of community it brings being part of this big garden with many plots and with the love that brought the garden together… for me.

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And On A Lighter Note, ADVENTURE!

Moose Jaw Saskatchewan is the cutest little city ever! My best pal Mirelle and I had another girls escape this past weekend, in honor of mothers day, and went to this sweet towns famous mineral spa.
Oh it was fabulous to float around in the warm waters every day! The only other main focus we had for the weekend was to eat well, coffee often, and shop.

(The best part is swimming out to the deck and sitting in the warm water while it was raining outside!)

Shopping went well, we found something for each of our kids and got the one item we both focused on for ourselves; wallet for Mirelle and spring/summer purse for me. Don’t get me wrong, I adore the leather bag I have had since I was 12 but it is a hot heavy tot and not the nicest in the warm weather. I was hoping for a vintage-esk bag in a pretty color with the clasp that opens the top WIDE… you know, kinda the style you used to see the oldest lady use on the show ‘golden girls’… anyhow, with a modern flare.

(FOUND IT! The purse that is, in one of our favorite coffee shops of all places!)

Oh I can’t tell you my favorite part but I was very thankful we continued our crepe tradition/obsession and found a place that made them fresh.

(We found our crepe fix at a wonderful formal tea house! We returned there the next morning too as we couldn’t imagine going for breakfast anywhere else after our first experience there.)

(My morning rooibos tea never looked so formal!)

I was too excited ordering room service for the first time ever; pizza and gingerale in bed while watching a girl-y film. Dressing up to have a drink, one of the nights, in the hotels beautiful and sophisticated lounge was a classy affair and I could go on! This posts pictures will share much of my favorite moments and more!As always, with Mirelle and I, it was a weekend of relaxation but plenty of good talks. I am still amazed at our ability to just flow with one another. Although I might not have been the best buddy this time round, being a little raw with everything going on in my real world, I found her as patient and trust worthy as ever.

(Dining out at HOPKINS, a big beautiful Victorian home, was a great way to start our weekend. It was amazing to dine in what appeared to be the houses old ball room!)

I am home now and more then happy to be here but I love to think about the fun we had and always will enjoy these kinds of breaks from mommy reality. Here’s to more adventures!TTFN

A late ‘Marriage Monday’ on Moving

Beyond applicable, I have to say! My brother and his family are in the middle of moving a couple provinces away. From observing their experience, and remembering ours, I have points of view to draw on that include children in the mix. However, I think my tip is good for even the grandparents in a move or the childless couples out there.

The biggest thing I can advise is YOU LET THEM COME TO YOU! Everyone who you feel you need to really connect with before you leave needs to come your way. Let them know and then let it go. It is far to frantic a time for you, to disrupted and strange for the children; the remedy to ease that chaos is to really internalize your gaze to your little family and let everyone come to you. Don’t sweat the goodbyes as there are no real goodbyes now a days with Internet, phones and skype. Hold your little family together and find all the time you can to give your spouse and your children direct and patient attention at this time. Everyone else can either join in or butt out, and I mean butt out in the most friendly manner possible:)

Just my two cents.

First Monday of every month at Chrysalis

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Confess, Serve, We Are A Body

( These feet belong to my oldest boy.
Every now and then I let one of my kids stay up late and I wash there feet. The church I attended, when I was very young, practiced this. I gained so much from that experience and so wanted to share it with my children.)

Christ said if we forgive people they are forgiven. Confessing one to another is so important. Serving our brother or sister by letting them confess to us is so important…

I am less and less inclined to see my relationship with Christ as a personal one… it is and isn’t… community is also, and perhaps more, important then the personal relationship idea.

Now that I am more aware of how vital the body of Christ is to the furthering of the kingdom, how its unity is so very valuable, how it is so essential to each and every Christians growth I am concerned by what I see around me. The individual nature of our culture has for sure leaked in in this regard.

(My youngest daughters turn getting a foot washing.)

Confess one to another the good, sure… we don’t really struggle there, but also the bad… vulnerability brings about more intimate relationships and the fact is we are already intimately connected through Christ, he calls us his BODY for crying out loud, it can’t get much closer then that! We are just in so much denial about how connected we really are… we are fighting ourselves…

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A VISION, of two roads

The following is based on Christs teaching of the straight and narrow way and gate as well as it’s counterpart The Broad and varied way.. I companion this teaching with another that is stated thus wise..” There is a way that seems right unto a man but the end thereof is death.”

An open eyed vision I saw on April 23/ 2011.. I saw this as a series of scenes, which I immediately understood and was left with a certain capacity to remember what I had seen. I felt, somehow that I was to write it in pros or poetry and not to obsess about it but to begin writing with expectation that it would then begin to come together. Which I did and this is what I wrote:

A Vision of Two Great Roads

The breadth of one road was amazing to see….

One could walk it in many ways and so SEEM to be free.

It attracted very many because of it’s room

And it’s dark colored brightness without any EVIDENT gloom.

But as one travelled upon and day fell unto day

The travellers thereon could see it was crumbling away…

Then further along great potholes appeared through which many did fall..

So that everyone feared.. that soon it would happen and they would be next…

Their hearts failing for fear, being so sorely vexed.

There arose a great fighting , as they were carried along,

The weak were hurled to their deaths one by one by the strong…….

Choking smoke and the stench of burnt flesh was so strong

That many stopped walking but were swept, by the road, relentlessly along.

Smoke of torment rose up thick from the pit

And at the end of the road ALL were dropped into it .

THEN Suddenly I saw a light that was brighter than day

And a voice was heard saying.” See a more excellent Way…

Narrow and straight, hard to find though it was,

One could easily find through “The Lamb of Gods Love”.

There was no room at all, to the left or the right..

But we walked upon it, as though guided and not using our sight.

We all walked close together, for there is so little room,

Encouraging each other as our Lord lit the gloom.

Helping each other to stay in THE WAY..

Singing Gods Praises and loving each other each day.

Our Master Himself, POWERED us to hurry along..

So that we focused on JESUS and His Spirit so strong

Then all at once WE ALL HEARD IT.. so loud and so fervent

“WELCOME HOME !! ENTER IN!!! TO MY JOY. BLESSED SERVANT

Contribution from Allan Munro (My Dad) Wednesday, April 27, 2011 at 3:22pm

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