Six Words

Six word legacy. Our preacher was reading from a book of memoirs that were six words total. Each person summed up what they hoped their legacy would be in just six words. It was a great sermon and really made me think why I do what I do. What's the reason behind my actions? The point of things?

I love words. In college and high school I always had to reign myself in when it came to being too wordy. And, it was always a challenge to put "too wordy" on a student's paper when I secretly loved all the adjectives. Try this. Give it a shot; it's a neat activity to incorporate with your quiet time. And speaking of quiet times--am I the only one who is embarrassed by how much time I squander away on worthlessness?? I decided to try this, but it morphed more into goals--things I'm constantly working on.

Release fear to God. Be free.
Smile more. Scold Less. Serve daily.
Love fiercely, treasure family, praise Him.
God wants first fruits; not leftovers.

One thing I never realized when I was younger is that our walk with the Lord is such a daily, hourly thing. Attitude checks, constant prayers, you name in. I'm reminded all the time it is never too early to start teaching Amelia and Elise the power of faith and love and prayer.

Perfect example: I'm rushing to try to get Amelia and Elise down for nap. Amelia calls out to me and says, "Mom, we forgot my prayers!" I quickly reply, "We only say our prayers at nighttime sweetie; get to sleep."

As I walk down the hall, I felt a very clear message given to me. "YOU CAN PRAY TO ME ANYTIME." What had I done? I ran back to Amelia's room and told her I made a mistake and that we can pray anytime we want. She said what was on her mind and curled up for nap.

Whew. Constant reminders. So thankful for grace as I continually slip up.

Here are a few pics of my peeps painting pumpkins. Amelia enjoyed herself immensely. Elise got to hold a paintbrush free of paint. I'm not that brave.I love my family of four.