This is my picture of the day:
I was so blessed to be able to accompany my daughter and her FFA chapter to the Fort Worth Stock Show today. I also get to spend time with my teacher friends since it is the chapter from the school I teach! Yay!
This was my favorite picture of the day for so many reasons:
- Little piggies are just cute (they stink, but they’re still cute).
- It reminded me of the work a momma does.
- It made me smile big thinking of all those satisfied babies.
- It’s just a sweet scene.
I entitled it FULL, because they are FULL! As a pig, they are exactly where they want to be.
Being full doesn’t always mean just having your belly content and pleased. For us, it’s being comfortable with who we are. It’s about being loved. It’s about knowing we are wanted and cared for. So, for me, this pic didn’t just make me smile about those happy satisfied piglets and their smiling momma (look close, she’s smiling!)… it made me smile thinking about how awesome the moment is when WE remember how FULL we are.
Be blessed…Be FULL!
While in the grocery store today I saw several people I know. At two different parts of the store, I was blessed by being able to chat a bit with two older men who are dads to friends I went to school with. In both instances, I was greeted with big smiles and them letting me know how pretty I am. How sweet, right!? Lord knew I needed that! ((AND I have NO MAKE-UP on again today!))
What I realized after thinking about it, in both encounters, besides being happy to see me and making me feel great, they really bragged on their kids. I thought how sweet that was! I could tell they are both very proud of their children. It was nice to hear their short synopsis of their grown children and a bit about their grand kids as well. It’s great that they were able to speak freely about the love they have for them. BOTH of them used the word “BLESSED” in their descriptions–LOVE THAT! I believe that is what this world needs more of—Blessings being ACKNOWLEDGED and LOVE BEING SHOWN. Not in the kissy touchy feely sense (gag, SAY NO TO “PDA”), but in the genuine kind of love for each other that we should have.
I started to think of my own parents and how I don’t have them here to brag on me. I know, that seems a little selfish, but I don’t mean it that way. I just thought and wondered if they would both be as proud of me as these dads were of their children. I sure hope they would be! I hope they would be able to brag a little bit anyway.
I’d like to take this time to brag:
My older child is a beautiful young lady who can talk your ears off, yet even when she is babbling like there is no tomorrow, she is most always speaking with tones of love and is very caring. She is a sweet child. When she was little I called her my “sweetbaby” and she really has developed into a sweet young lady. I’m so proud of her athletic ability and her love for God and for people.
My little man is a witty thing. He says stuff out of the blue that gets me to giggling even though he doesn’t really show that side to other people. He wants to be a hunter just like his daddy and loves to watch THE RIFLEMAN! The fact that he likes vintage westerns really cracks me up. He loves to create stuff even if it’s just drawing a robot.
I have no HUGE aspirations for them to be doctors or lawyers (unless they want to be). I just want them to be happy people who have good character. And I don’t want to be one of those mommas that goes on and on about their kids and has no life because they live vicariously through their children. I want to be a proud mom that guides, supports and helps her children grow into GOD FEARING, responsible, family loving individuals who I’ll always be able to brag on– even if it’s only for about 2 minutes in the middle of the grocery store!
Listen to this song. Really listen to the words.
“Now, I’m 83. ” When I first heard this song, that made me for real, surprisingly, laugh out loud. It’s so true. I look back and think about all the times I wasted. We have only a certain amount of moments here in this world and we can’t let things just slip on by. We have to make things count. I hate the fact that I waited so long to truly love the Lord. I wasted time playing and doing things that can only be described as “of the devil.” That is my biggest regret. Other things creep up when I start thinking about–I wish I had… but I know that I cannot bring the past back. I cannot change the past. I can only look to the future and pray I become closer to God and better at this life.
Thinking about my mom today, I wish I had been more patient with her and told her I loved her more often. I know she knew it, but I wonder if she ever doubted my love, because of my attitude. We should all treasure the time we have with each other. Don’t allow it to slip on by. Don’t allow things to go unspoken. Hug people! Smile at others. Don’t let another minute slip on by –another moment that you could be telling others about JESUS and the great things you have in life because of the many blessings that shower down on you daily. Don’t let it slip on by!
My sweet baby girl brought this video to my attention just a few minutes ago. This kid is hilarious! And speaks such truth. As mothers, let’s never forget that we are LOVED and we are APPRECIATED even though we feel worn out or even defeated at times. Our babies do love us even though their attitudes cause us to doubt sometimes. Remember, God made us to be servants and we should always feel honored to do the will of God!
“If every mom in the world knew how awesome they were, all the problems of this world would be fixed!” <—my favorite quote from this video! GO KID PRESIDENT!
In honor of my mom, Julie: 1942-2008
Morgan and Nana