Flight of The Gypsy Bird

I've been a little off lately.           A little quiet.                  A little snappy at times.                        A lot thoughtful and reflective.                                A little...hermit-ish. Noise gets on my nerves...which makes navigating my day with 6 kids an adventure. O_O I just want to be left alone these days.   Crazy, huh? To love people so much and yet just want to be away from people... In the stillness.        In the quiet.              Alone with Him.                       In our garden...just the two of us. Complexity frustrates me, when it used to not bother me one iota, and I find myself asking...

Had a revelation on the way to Griffin this morning. I was thinking about breathing. Then He says, "I made you in my image. You're just like Me. I breathe too." "Really?...hmm..I guess I never thought of it that way before..." I was thoughtful for a moment. Haha, knowing Him like I do, I knew He wanted me to ask Him the question so He could show me something...so I chuckled and did. "So how does that work?" I could feel Him smile as he breathed on me. I inhaled the precious peace of His presence and exhaled the stress of my morning. "See?" Still not quite catching it, I kinda nodded and then that nod turned into a head shake, "yeeaaah..no." "You inhale and exhale." He explained. "And so do I...When you exhale, I take in everything that you have exhaled...stress, anger, fear, pain, worry, FLESH.  I inhale it...regenerating it...refreshing it...making it new...giving it My life. When I exhale, you...

So it was late Saturday night. It had been a crazy long day and I was exhausted. After getting everything that my day required finished up, and all preparations for our crazy Sundays done, I collapsed onto our bed and snuggled up with the love of my life. We talked about my day and the struggles I had had to not dwell on negative thoughts and mental predictions...when suddenly, I realized I was talking to myself, lol. The tip off? My poor hubster started snoring softly...midsentence. He was sooooo exhausted, as only a Waffle House Wife can understand, haha. (and any other wife whose husband's job is physically and mentally demanding for lonnnnng hours) As understanding as I was, to be honest, I was little disappointed. There was so much I wanted to tell him...to share with him, but I also knew how incredibly worn out he was. He would've absolutely tried his darnedest to stay away and talk to me if I would've awakened him-because he's wonderful like that-but I...

Hahahaha...yall, that picture straight cracks me UP! I literally "LOL" everytime I look at it, haha. I'm thinking this kid is some-kinda-pissed, hahahaha. Anywho. I was skimming thru Genesis this morning, refreshing my memory... Because my kids ate my brain... Something stood out. (COULD be that it was underlined and highlighted and there was scribbled notes all around it..) Some of us know the story of Abram (Abraham) and Lot. For those who don't, you can find it in Genesis 12-19. For the purpose of this blog, we are focusing on chapter 14. (if you read the entire story of Abram and Lot, you will understand why I called this blog, 'Defending The Brat'...Lot is the brat in question) At this point, Abram and Lot had seperated and Lot had chosen the fertile valley near Sodom and Gomorrah(a total brat move and another blog for another day), but little did he know that there was trouble awaitin' him there. Unbeknownst to them, the...