a forgiven complainer

So the weather has turned a bit cooler. Long pants and blankets are being pulled out. Well, let me be honest, my blanket is always out and in use. My crock pot has been used twice this week and it is only tuesday.

My girl is breaking out her long sleeve wardrobe. My son is explaining the itchiness of having to wear long pants. I love their banter.

God revealed to me that I am a complainer. Not something I particularly loved to hear this morning but so true that it hit me in the heart. Then He proceeded to prove it to me. My girl forgot her gym clothes, so we had to back track to go back home to get them. When I am already late to work when we are at regular time. I steeled myself to not complain about it because didn't I just repent of that in quiet time this morning.

So I prayed for God to close my mouth and I hit more traffic and I prayed to stick my tongue to the roof of my mouth and I got behind a TRASH TRUCK and I prayed for patience and I got to work 30 minutes late.

I could feel my flesh screeming out to call my husband and tell him how bad it was. To justify myself to my coworkers about my awful morning. To complain and dramatize it to my boss so he would know that I hate being late.

I rehearsed some of the above and some of how to avoid the above in the car on the ride in. I knew how I could hint but not complain. How to get sympathy and not be unrepentive. I had a plan. Ugghhh!! Then I had to repent again.

I had to repent that I could do this in my own strength. I can't. Nothing God has ever revealed to me as an issue with my soul and spirit live has been anything I could do on my own. He has to do it. So I repented of taking control of this. I did complain this morning. I caught the words in my mouth and they tasted good but they quickly turned to wormwood in my mouth.

So my name is Karen and I am a forgiven complainer. I am going to kneel at the cross each time I complain, I give it up. I don't want some easy words and sympathy to get in my way of being closer to my Lord. I lay it at His feet. I surrender my control of my words to Him. My words are life and not death. The Spring of my heart is good and not bitter. He is living in me and He can't live with the garbage I allow as everyday in the name of "venting my feelings", NO! my words will be in the name of my Lord.

amen.

Last weekend was a wonderful BUST

So our girls weekend was only a girl's night. The boys got rained on continuously on the camping trip. Late afternoon on Saturday the scouts called the activities so we got the boys back Saturday afternoon...wet and cold but smiling.

My girl and I did do some shopping on Saturday, we got some cool clothes at our fav consignment shop. Tried on more than we got which always makes the boys impatient, so it was nice to just take our time.

We made the homemade oreos saturday afternoon and they were YUCKY! So don't follow the pinterest link. Next time we will just buy the store bought ones but even baking failure is fun when we fail together. :)

Sunday was action packed. We left church and took Nick to Raleigh to spend his Lego store gift cards. He was in heaven but then quickly got overwhelmed by the decision of it all. We recovered with a quick talk, he made a good decision and left happy with a new lego set in hand.

All in all, a good weekend but not exactly like anythin we had planned. Lots of together time though which always makes me happy.

This week has had its ups and downs. We visited the eye doctor at Duke and we have some things to do for Nick. I have not processed it enough to write about it so that will wait. Let's just say, I ended up pouting on the inside like a ticked off 3 year old for about 24 hours. As I get over it, I will post about it because I think it will help me make decisions in the future.

And now look it is already Friday. Living another weekend together is a blessing. Whether we work or play or both. I am looking forward to being with my people tonight.