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Wisdom for the Daily Life

Posted in A Song to Sing, My Children with tags , on Wednesday, November 11, 2009 by Becky

We sat comfortably on the couches in my bedroom, Son and Mom; ready for College Night. Yes, his on-line school, offered a college night, and we enjoyed talking and writing notes together. It was a special time for us. Time is approaching quite fast, and I wish it wouldn’t at times…his daily presence means a lot to me. I can see how he enjoys my company, and I can feel his love for me. But he will sure go off, I knew this since the day he was born.

College ....

We all ate a late dinner (just as we use to do, in my country), and talked about his plans, his desires, we prayed that God would guide him….

That God would guide him…

I kept on thinking, and meditating on those words. Sometimes it “seems easier” to trust God will guide us when the solution is beyond our hands,when we can’t do anything to solve a situation; but what about moments like this one?, What college should he apply? That is when we may stumble and decide on our own. In our daily living is when we need him desperately, in our routine, in our coming and going, in decisions like this one. We need His perfect wisdom to live in this imperfect world.

I closed my eyes, the thoughts galloped in my mind…what if?, what if? O, I must submit my whole being, even “my ability” to decide to the wisdom of the Almighty.

The cry in my heart is a longing for his guidance, for His wisdom in my daily life under the sun.

“Our Father in heaven, hallowed be your name. Your kingdom come, your will be done,
on earth as it is in heaven”.

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A Kiss

Posted in A Song to Sing, Noble Words with tags , , , , , , on Tuesday, October 27, 2009 by Becky

A warm kiss

A kiss, the touching of lips, the reaching of a soul.

A kiss to my husband, a moment of love. Our moment. Time stops.

No words are needed just a kiss….our kiss. Sweeter than honey, intoxicating love, all in a kiss.

My little girl’s kiss, so tender and fragile. So sweet and loving. Her face close to mine.

I can smell her hair, and she kisses Mommy. And I melt.  I do not say a word,  I just enjoy the moment, her little kiss.

Her eyelashes against my face, her little fingers running through my hair, another kiss...my day is full.

My young lady’s kiss, she is growing, how can I love you more? but still, she comes to Mom for a kiss. I need her, she needs me.

We hold hands, we are close, we whisper our love for each other.

Holding hands I kiss her forehead, I reach her heart. It is love in a kiss. Her head against mine… a sigh. Our season.

An honorable young son, his fingers draw a world  outside ours. Fantasy takes over him.

Labour and dreams…all come together and kiss me.

He is now as tall as I am, his arms fully embrace me. His kiss fills me with joy.

We hold our faces together and see each other eye to eye. A kiss, a bridge, a moment to touch.

He is as tall as his Dad, he needs now to bend to kiss Mom; he holds my head with tenderly love and kisses my forehead.

He hugs me from behind, an unexpected kiss. Gratitude fills my heart.

A kiss and those words “I love you”, a treasure in a kiss.

Let us kiss…lips are for kissing. Love in a kiss, love with a kiss.

A reaching of the soul. A moment to treasure.

Thank you Lord for the gift of kissing.

This post is linked to an invitation from Kelly @ This Restless Heart , to bring out an older post… Thanks for the idea.

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Living Psalm 78

Posted in A Song to Sing, My Children with tags , on Thursday, October 8, 2009 by Becky

Lord, your Word is true.

1 Give ear, O my people, to my teaching;
incline your ears to the words of my mouth!
2 I will open my mouth in a parable;
I will utter dark sayings from of old,
3things that we have heard and known,
that our fathers have told us.
4We will not hide them from their children,
but tell to the coming generation
the glorious deeds of the LORD, and his might,
and the wonders that he has done.5He established a testimony in Jacob
and appointed a law in Israel,
which he commanded our fathers
to teach to their children,
6that the next generation might know them,
the children yet unborn,
and arise and tell them to their children,
7so that they should set their hope in God
and not forget the works of God,
but keep his commandments;
8and that they should not be like their fathers,
a stubborn and rebellious generation,
a generation whose heart was not steadfast,
whose spirit was not faithful to God.

9The Ephraimites, armed with the bow,
turned back on the day of battle.
10They did not keep God’s covenant,
but refused to walk according to his law.
11They forgot his works
and the wonders that he had shown them.

Proverbs 78

Not my words, O Lord, but yours.

Not my wisdom but yours.

Your Word never fails.

Sola Scriptura


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Two Worlds, One Bridge

Posted in A Song to Sing with tags , , , on Sunday, September 27, 2009 by Becky
They love each other.

They love each other.

This is the story of two of the most important people in my life, it all started almost six years ago. They met and it was love at the first sight, Big  brother and Tiny sister. 10 years apart from each other. Who thought they would be so close?

Walking on the bridge.

Walking on the bridge.

She looks up to him, his name is the name of her “husband” when she plays to be a “mama”, he takes care of her with tenderly love, he sometimes will  pray with her at bed, she loves for him to brush her teeth, and both smile. He protects her, he loves her.

Their worlds are so different; hers is pink, it sparkles, its made of castles and princess. His, is one of camouflage, technology, paintball. In her world there are many books with short stories and lots of beautiful pictures, in his world the books are big, with many words; the pictures are not painted with colors but with with letters arranged in so many different ways. Her tiny hands are just learning to play Do,Re, Mi…. he, can sit for hours infront of the piano and with his large hands improvise the most beautiful melodies. However, no matter how distant these worlds seem to be, how different from each other, he builds a bridge and finds her with a kiss, an embrace and makes her feel like a Princess. She makes drawings of him in every board, in every piece of paper. She thanks God at night for her Big Brother.

She draws him..everywhere.

She draws him..everywhere.

They love each other. They like to walk out of their own worlds to meet each other at the bridge.

They love each other. they are brother and sister. That is something that will never change.

I watch. I peer into their visits. I smile. My heart is full.

Thank you, O Lord. I do not deserve this.

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Learning Something New

Posted in Learning at Home, My Children, Prayer with tags , , , on Tuesday, September 22, 2009 by Becky

He is  fifty-five years old, we call him Don Rubén, he has worked hard all of his life, he has suffered, his life has not been easy, yet we are so blessed  by him. He comes and helps us with al the maintanance of our house but  he is always doing something else, something greater, he teaches my children new things every time he sees an opportunity, and they are always learning; after all that is what homeschooling is all about, isn’t it?

Don Rubén taught one of our children something that no one else could have done. He taught him how to make a thread out of the Maguey, a cactus in Mexico.

Maguey 2

Maguey 2

Maguey 3

I love to see my children sitting at the feet of older men who are wise and understand that our God given abilities, our knowledge is to be passed down to future generations.

Join us in prayer, that the Lord may bring  Don Rubén to his feet so that he may find in Him peace, the peace that only comes when we have been forgiven, when our burden of guilt and sin are taken away from us.

Don Rubén

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The Work of Your Hands

Posted in My Children with tags , , on Saturday, September 12, 2009 by Becky

Drawing Hands

My Son,

Let the work of your hands be always fruitful, always diligent, always finding a conventional piece of wood to transform it into something beautiful, useful. May all your days be filled with creativity, may you always have the time to hold a pencil and draw, to take a pen and write in a beautiful notebook, to sit and play the piano, to dream. May you always glorify God in all your conduct, in theLaborious Hands days that

God, in His providence, will give you on your journey toward Heaven.

May you always remember that “whatever you do,work at it with all your heart, as working for the Lord, not for men” Col.3:22-23

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The Beautiful Sound of Music

Posted in My Children with tags , on Saturday, September 5, 2009 by Becky

Piano PlayingThe day is just the way I love it.

Cloudy.

The air is carrying that unique scent that lingers in the air when it’s about to rain. Our grass is green and all of our flowers are showing off the beautiful garments with which God has clothed them.

But there is something else that fills my day, it  is something that I love and enjoy. It is the beautiful sound of music that comes out from our piano. It is always being played; our children come to it and run their fingers through it, and that sound, oh that sound, it just fills my heart with great joy.

A pair of little hands are staring to learn how to play it, and three more pairs come and play filling the athmosphere of our house with music.

How I treasure it, it is a gift from God to be able to listen your own children filling your home with the beautiful sound of music.

And this again it is grace, God giving me the opportunity  to rejoice in my daily life, while on  my way to heaven.

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