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Monday, May 14, 2012

It could have been a disaster….

My covenant was with him, one of life and peace,
And I gave them to him that he might fear Me
So he feared Me
And was reverent before My name.
The law of truth was in his mouth,
And injustice was not found on his lips.
He walked with Me in peace and equity,
And turned many away from iniquity.
Malachi 2:5-6 (NKJV)

Mother’s Day is hard work.  All holidays are.  And when the stakes are that high to get it right, so much can go wrong.  I am thankful that my journey has taught me that days like Valentine’s Day and Mother’s Day are punctuation marks, not sentences.  If you’re not feeling loved and special on February 13th and 15th, one day isn’t going to make it happen for you.  And if you’re not already in a good place, a crowded restaurant, overpriced flowers, and stuff you don’t want won’t suddenly make you feel like Mother of the Year.

I explained to my children yesterday that I am certain they love me (and I am).  They make me feel special every day.  They make me proud of my investiture, and I told them so. I tell them constantly that we should never wait for special occasions to say and do the things we need to share our love. I am still thankful for the conversation I had with my father the day before he died.  He wasn’t ill, and nothing in the world could have prepared me for the next 24 hours, but I was absolutely guilty of doing it right that day.  It was the conversation I would have had with my father if I knew he was going to die.  Thank God I got it right.

In reading Malachi 2, God wrote about getting it right.  I think the last few weeks, and my intent upon    peace made yesterday an okay day.  It could have been a disaster. I hadn’t set myself up for the “best Mother’s Day ever.” I anticipated a good day.  It was a good day.  I was thankful to spend time with my family…my dog apparently swiped the cards, and in a teachable moment about making it work, my daughter grabbed him by the collar and let him to me, where he dropped the envelopes at my feet on her command (that’s my girl, making lemonade….and it was adorable).  In expecting good, and in seeking a peaceful and balanced place in it all, I couldn’t be set up to fail.  I was peaceful.  In the face of anxiety about it, I was still.  Thank God, because it could have been a disaster.

My husband was ill.  We couldn’t confirm plans with family.  Nothing we really wanted to do was working out.  But, in expecting good, and in seeking a peaceful and balanced place in it all, there simply was no set up for failure.  I was peaceful.  In facing anxiety, I was still.  Thank God.

I don’t think I’ll stress about things the same way anymore.  My peace was contagious. I laughed a lot with my children yesterday, and my husband didn’t have any obligation to make me happy.  I was happy.  (I am happy.)  I was loved.  (I am loved.)  It was all okay, because I think I walked in His Peace.  And I think I shall abide there…in His Peace.  Today’s assurance that God is good.

Today’s Feast: Blackberry Vanilla Frozen Yogurt

Back story-We’re throwing an “ice cream social” party with friends Memorial Day weekend (also our 19th wedding anniversary).  This is one of the recipes, and trust me, it is soooo good.  This recipe was originally inspired by a recipe found on Facebook.  I modified it a little. (essentially because I refuse to blindly follow recipes…)

Ingredients (there are only 3)
3 cups fresh blackberries
2 lbs Vanilla Bean greek yogurt
1 can 14oz sweetened condensed milk

After washing the berries, add them with the condensed milk to a blender and puree until smooth.
Fold the puree and yogurt together in a bowl, and then process according to your ice cream freezers directions.  Transfer to containers and freeze until ready to serve.


  1. I love this! These celebration days are so far from a punctuation mark! I always remind my husband of this as valentine's day draws close. We don't celebrate each other's love one day a year. I get to do that everyday and i love it. Your post reminds me I need to call my mom today and tell her how much I love her again.

    Happy seeing beautiful!

  2. You are so right. Life is for the paragraphs, sentences and full stories not just the punctuation marks. As always I feel more aware of my blessings because of you


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