Yesterday marked 5 years since I sat down at my desk and started this blog. As I pecked on the keyboard during nap time there were three little monkeys in the next room who typically greeted me this way.
It was scenes like this that prompted my tag line...My hands are full, but so is my heart.
Hot July afternoons that are now spent making up silly jumps to try off the diving board were spent cooling off in a different way back then.
The evolution of this little corner of the world wide web has been a complete and total God thing. During my trials in the ICU, my father in law used his personal website to update people on how to pray for our little fledgling family. As time went on, I wanted a way to keep those prayer warriors up to speed on how these miracles were growing and thriving. I considered a newsletter, but thought a blog would be much less intrusive--I could ramble and proudly post photos, interested parties could check in on us as little or often as they desired.
I had no idea how therapeutic writing these daily entries would become for me. I am REALLY not a routine person. I like order, yes, but my left handed/right brained self likes creating new systems and ideas much more than actually sticking with them. The fact that this has become a daily discipline amazes me to this day.
What started as a periodic update evolved into a daily recap--examining the day through the lens of what I wanted to remember. Sometimes it was cute, sweet or sappy, but often it has been lessons I might learn for the next day. The compartmentalizer in me LOVES this! It has been a huge reminder of God's Grace, that we can admit when we blow it, seek the lesson and cling to His promise that His mercies are new every morning.
The fact that people started reading all of this and responding with their own testimonies was absolute icing on the cake...a beautiful reminder that God is alive and active in the hearts and lives of those who love Him.
Know that as I write, I am aware that my chief end is to bring glory to God. I pray about this little blog. I ask God to filter where I might write things that would cause another to stumble. I get it wrong sometimes. I am not a pastor or a theologian. I am a sinful Mama, saved by grace, trying to walk through the roles God assigns me in a way that honors Him.
Thanks for joining me!