One Word Wednesday

Stealing this idea from Haley :-)

Buzz.

Apparently I Can Grow More Than Babies

 

My little garden is thriving, which is shocking since I normally kill all the plants within the first few weeks. I'm one step closer to becoming the next Martha Stewart...

Sweet Sue

Two years and every day is more and more fun. Happy Second Birthday Brenna Sue!

I Like It But I Didn't Put Some Cream On It

My mom sent this to me via email. People who know me, know I adore this song (the Beyonce version) but this one is a close, close second. Even though I'm NOT one of the "wrinkled ladies" yet.. (Ahem..) I love Anita Renfroe.

I can totally see myself dancing around like this in 20-30 years. Lord help my husband!

Monday Randomness

- I'm exhausted and my hips are killing me. This little girl had better be cute! (And have curly hair!)
- We had named her Ella Rose - but it just doesn't feel right, so back to square one with the name...
- I deleted my facebook page. I got tired of the drama and wasted far too much time on it. So now I'm trying to live my life beyond a status update. (I think I was truly addicted because I've had some serious withdrawals! But I'm staying strong!)
- Speaking of, if you need to contact me, you can reach me via phone or email: bethanyrudd (at) comcast (dot) net.
- Brenna's birthday party is this weekend and I have nothing planned yet. Thankfully, it's just family and they'll understand. Hope they like PB&J and cakeballs.
- Did I mention that I'm tired?
- Did "Mommy Yoga" this morning to try and help with the hip pain. Ended up falling asleep when they moved on to the floor work. Don't they know pregnant women can not be trusted to lie down, breathe deeply and stay awake? Impossible.
- I hope to have something of more substance to say later this week. :-)

Sew and Tell Friday

This week I did something very simple - but has already gotten a lot of use!

Beanbags!

I just sewed two pieces of fabric together, filled with dried split peas and there you have it! I used masking tape to 'draw' boxes on the floor and had the kids try and toss them from behind a line. The smaller the square, the more points they got! Simple, cheap and entertaining - my kind of fun!

What Have You Done for Me Lately?

The other day while sitting in church, my mind began to wander (not paying attention during church! Blasphemy! But wait, the sinning doesn't end there...). You hear all of these messages on how life is so different when you "find Jesus". Songs have lyrics that describe a life of despair and darkness until one decides to believe - "I once was lost but now I'm found". People in jail turning their lives of sin over to God, addicts trust God to release them from their addictions...it can go on and on. I started to think, how is my life so different? I've never commited any crimes (speeding does not count). I have no life-destroying addictions. Life wasn't too shabby before I started to want to know God more and I couldn't see any revolutionary changes happening in my life now. I basically started thinking, "What's in it for me?" In the words of Janet (Miss Jackson if you're nasty) - Jesus? What have you done for me late-ly? (Cue musical interlude...)



Now clearly there is the whole "eternal salvation" thing, which I'm into. I appreciate being saved from the firey pits of Hell as much as the next person.  But like most of Americans I want some immediate gratification! Can I get some blessings served up in here? With a side of that land of milk and honey? (But instead of the milk and honey can I get Dove chocolate and Vanilla Coke?) I'm not all that screwed up - so pour it on Jesus! What are you waiting for?

This past week I've been gently reminded of the things he's already done for me late-ly. My biggest 'ah-ha' moment came while reading the book The Christian Atheist by Craig Groeschel. Here's what Craig had to say,

To the Christian Atheist, the holy God of the universe is quietly transformed into a cosmic soda machine. If we give enough money, or pray the right prayer, or live the right way, God must deliver and do what we ask.

He later goes on to describe the implications of this 'polluted theology'...

"I tried religion, but it didn't make me happy. I went to church and it didn't make my life any better. God didn't help me have a better life, so either he failed me or he's not real. Either way, I'm not interested."

So basically, it's not all about me. (always a hard lesson to learn!) God is not here to serve me. I am here to serve him. Now I just need to determine how to do that...

Sew and Tell Friday

Stuff I've made - both the outfit and the girl wearing it. (But not the white belly shirt my son is wearing...)

  What have you been up to?