Month: July 2008

Mama Almost Had a Coronary at a Quarter past Midnight

It’s official. I’ve become my mother. I have grey hair, moles in strange places, and I make a clucking noise when irritated with my kids.

Oh, and I have her voice too.

It comes out at the strangest times.

Like tonight when my daughter called from camp at 12:15 am.

I was sitting at my desk working on a project and I heard a small tinkling noise coming from the other room (my new phone and I haven’t quite adjusted to the new ring tone). My head cocked to one side, I listened intently to see if I was really hearing my phone ring after midnight or if it was just my imagination (’cause my brain makes that sound anyway).

Sure enough, I heard it again. So I got up and raced to my purse in order to discover who had just died. Note: when you grow up in the South, one of the things you learn is that no one calls after 10:00 pm unless — 1.) someone has died or 2.) someone is fixin’ to die.

Seeing the area code, I knew immediately it would be regarding my daughter and suddenly my heart dropped right out of my chest and onto the floor. It is every mama’s nightmare to receive a phone call in the middle of the night about their child, and this was the camp counselor’s number, so I was already mentally packing my bags and figuring out the logistics and timing of exactly how I was going to get to where ever she was in a jiffy {that would be 3 × 10(24th power) seconds – all you home schoolers knew that, right?}.

I answered the phone with a breathless “Yes?” only to hear my daughter say way-too-cheerfully, “Hey mama! We’re staying up all night tonight, ’cause it’s the last night of camp! Isn’t that exciting?”

“Katie! Why on earth are you calling me in the middle of the night? You scared me half to death!” My mom said I whisper-growled.

I hate when that happens. I wanted to suck those words right back in, but they were hanging there in midair in that infernal white bubble. You know the one, don’t you?
Where is my white board eraser when I need it? Sigh.

So I apologized to my child, who was calling me not because she wanted anything in particular, but because she loved me and wanted to share something special with me.

I know eleven won’t last forever and the closeness we have might be tested. Help me to be the good parts of my mom – the patient, gentle, and kind ones.

Help my daughter to remember the sweet conversation we had after my stupid initial reaction.

And tell me this – do you ever hear your mom (good or bad) coming out of your mouth?

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Hold On

Sometimes life isn’t easy.

Even when you’re a Christian.

No, let me rephrase that – especially when you’re a Christian.

There’s nothing I have found in the Bible that promises me an easy and care-free life just because I’ve accepted Jesus and made Him Lord of my life. In fact, my Bible has the nerve to tell me that it rains on the just and the unjust alike!

The most obvious example I can think of is Job. The Bible says he was blameless and upright and shunned evil, in fact, he was the greatest man among all his people, both in wealth and character. And we all know what happened to poor Job – he lost everything he owned, his family was killed, his friends spoke badly about him…yet he remained faithful to God throughout his sufferings. But he was more than restored in the end – he had twice the blessings, and not only were his children in Heaven, he was given 10 more and lived to see four generations of his family. He held on.

Or David – he was annointed King and then spent eight years on the run from Saul who was trying to have him murdered. David could have taken his men and killed Saul at any time, but he was faithful to God waited until Saul died before he took his rightful position as King. Eight years. He held on.

John was exiled on the isle of Patmos after watching most of his friends die from execution. History tells us that several attempts were made on his own life – he was persecuted, boiled in hot oil (or water – depending on what commentary you read) and finally exiled to Patmos. It was at Patmos when he was at his loneliest when God gave him the book of Revelation. He held on.

My point is that even though you are doing what God wants you to do and you’re hurting, don’t quit. God is revealing His character to us line by line, precept upon precept. The only way you can know the quality of something is if it’s tested and proven itself. It’s hard, but don’t quit. Hold on.

Everywhere I look these days, I see families hurting, barely able to make it from one paycheck to the next.

Families whose budgets are stretched so thin that the only place left to cut is in their food expenditures, where frugality is no longer a choice, but a necessity.

Families losing their homes to foreclosure, because they had the wrong kind of mortgage or because the main income earner lost their job.

I see mothers with higher stress levels than ever before, having to make hard choices between paying their light bill or buying groceries for their family.

These same mothers are doing their best to hold it all together, to be everything for everyone at all times, because as women, we feel we are the glue that holds the family together.

To these women I say this:

This earthly life is like the pains of a woman’s labor – push through it. Some day, we’ll look back and remember the labor and not the pains.

When you think about giving up, remember you’re about to birth something that only God can get the glory for.

Count to ten.


Hold on.


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The lists? They seem to be all I’ve got lately

It’s hot, I’m in the midst of a PMS breakdown with (gasp!) no chocolate in the house, and I find myself trying to entertain my two youngest without the aid of electronics or my eldest.

In addition to that, today’s edition of “Behind the Blog: The BlogHer Recap” is postponed until next week because those darned San Franciscans decided to kidnap Melanie and Shannon and hold them overnight at the airport – they will be flying home as the show is airing. And in my condition – there’s no way I’m hosting the show about a BlogHer recap when I don’t have my interviewee or my co-host. 🙂

This is as good as it gets right here – but really? It’s not half bad:

1. Build an invisible bookshelf – Ready Made Mag

2. Peel off Eyeshadow? From Sephora, of course.

3. – Cute sewing tutorial for doorstops.

4. One word…why?

5. Patsy Clairmont “Let there Be Light” – Absolutely Beautiful.


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