Changing direction.
It can be a painful process sometimes..
If you consider the speed you are going when the directon changes.
I have found in my life my direction hasn't always been perfect and thus plunging forward at break neck speed a change in direction can flat out hurt..
Example: Once when I was little I wanted to go to the store with my Sister and one of her friends (nameless friend you know who you are) they on the other hand did not want me to go. To get to the store you cut through the neighbors yard and through a field..so they thought they could run and loose me, but I was fast and on they're heels burn'n a trail right behind them (at break neck speed) until I realized they jumped up in the air and I didn't BHAM!! I was clothes lined by an electric fence..it was painful (well it didn't last THAT long but lets just say Sister and nameless friend took me to the store after that and I might have played on the big red mark on my neck for days..but who remembers that was so long ago)
The sudden change of my direction was painful I was so focused on catching up with them I totally missed the electric fence right infront of me that put me flat on my back.
Sometimes we are going at such a break neck speed we loose our focus..the whole reason we started in that direction.
Changing direction in life is not tragic.
Losing passion in life is..
Something happens to us along the way convictions to change the world downgrade to commitments to pay the bills..
Rather than make a diffrence we make a salary..
We trade our smile for a scowel, and give the ones we love the most a def ear.
Instead of looking forward we look back.
Then..BHAM!!
Thats useally when it happens, the break neck speed and lose of focus clothes lines us and lands us flat on our back..
What to do when we are in such a place? The Bible has a scripture for that..
12 I do not mean that I am already as God wants me to be. I have not yet reached that goal, but I continue trying to reach it and to make it mine. Christ wants me to do that, which is the reason he made me his.13 Brothers and sisters, I know that I have not yet reached that goal, but there is one thing I always do. Forgetting the past and straining toward what is ahead,14 I keep trying to reach the goal and get the prize for which God called me through Christ to the life above. Philippians 3:12-14
Get up..dust yourself off..focus on your new direction and press on.
Blessings!
M
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Tuesday, November 22, 2011
Pop's early Christmas present from Chad
My Dad recently received a early Christmas present from my Son Chad.
Chad had called Daddy ahead of time and ask him if he wanted the particular gift and Daddy declined....
Chad brought the gift to him anyway.
That's all it took..one look at "Booger" (previously named by his old owner) the bob tailed cat and Daddy was sold...
Booger is now full time entertainment in the Mosby household and Peyton Thomas has a new BFF...
And don't let Nana fool you she is just attached to this cat as Pop is!





Blessings!
M
Chad had called Daddy ahead of time and ask him if he wanted the particular gift and Daddy declined....
Chad brought the gift to him anyway.
That's all it took..one look at "Booger" (previously named by his old owner) the bob tailed cat and Daddy was sold...
Booger is now full time entertainment in the Mosby household and Peyton Thomas has a new BFF...
And don't let Nana fool you she is just attached to this cat as Pop is!





Blessings!
M
Monday, August 1, 2011
The Day with Peyton
Today I got to babysit Peyton (I totally forgot how hard it is to keep up with a crawling baby...)
I took a few pictures and before you say anything...
Yes..those are baby dolls in the floor, don't worry he DID NOT like them...
Yes...he is sitting in Cassie Marie's baby doll stroller, it was the only thing I could find to set him in so I could feed him his baby food...which he regurgitated in the living room floor and then made like a swiffer mop and scooted right through it and cleaned it up..wonderful.
I do love that little boy...





Blessings,
M
I took a few pictures and before you say anything...
Yes..those are baby dolls in the floor, don't worry he DID NOT like them...
Yes...he is sitting in Cassie Marie's baby doll stroller, it was the only thing I could find to set him in so I could feed him his baby food...which he regurgitated in the living room floor and then made like a swiffer mop and scooted right through it and cleaned it up..wonderful.
I do love that little boy...
Blessings,
M
Monday, July 18, 2011
God is Faithful...
Trust Him when dark doubts assail thee,
Trust Him when thy strength is small,
Trust Him when to simply trust Him
Seems the hardest thing of all.
Trust Him, He is ever faithful,
Trust Him, for his will is best,
Trust Him, for the heart of Jesus
Is the only place of rest.
Anonymous
The good ol'l 2000 Ford Explorer, (we refer to her as Bertha) She has taken our little family many miles...
Shortly after purchasing "Bertha" she developed a squeak, it did not affect her ability to get us from point A to point B but it did fiercely embarrass my children they along with the rest of our small town heard me coming waaayyy before I arrived (and on occasion I complained too) we took her to many mechanics and no one could fix the "squeak"
Shortly after the squeak started she began to lock the doors (while we were still in the truck, and wouldn't unlock them) once Husband and I sat in the Mall parking lot for 30min. unable to get out of the truck (I had flashbacks of the old movie Christine..If you've seen the movie you understand if you haven't...never mind)
We had to pull the fuse so her doors would no longer lock....
At the beginning of summer I loaned her to the boys, to go to the creek...they returned and the next morning when I got in the truck to go to work "Bertha" smelled "creeky" (not sure if that's a word) The hotter it got outside the worse the smell became....four days later I found a crawdad very dead, very stinky under the seat...It is still up for debate how that happen....
Bertha's tires were worn..wire hanging out of the tires worn (and my checking acc. was on empty...did I mention I have three teenage boys to feed..who can afford 4 new tires?)
Bertha hit 175,000 miles three weeks ago and my Son Chase said "Mom, you need a new car."
It was then That I explained that I refused to go into debt for a new car, that God would either have to drop a new car out of the sky or help Bertha to run 175,000 more miles....
Well....
My very hardworking Husband was recently put in a drawing for a new car at work....
He won the car....
I am still in awe at God's faithfulness.



And just in case you wondered "Bertha" will remain in the family...I've grown quite fond of her and I believe she just might make 175,000 more miles....
Blessings,
M
Trust Him when thy strength is small,
Trust Him when to simply trust Him
Seems the hardest thing of all.
Trust Him, He is ever faithful,
Trust Him, for his will is best,
Trust Him, for the heart of Jesus
Is the only place of rest.
Anonymous
The good ol'l 2000 Ford Explorer, (we refer to her as Bertha) She has taken our little family many miles...
Shortly after purchasing "Bertha" she developed a squeak, it did not affect her ability to get us from point A to point B but it did fiercely embarrass my children they along with the rest of our small town heard me coming waaayyy before I arrived (and on occasion I complained too) we took her to many mechanics and no one could fix the "squeak"
Shortly after the squeak started she began to lock the doors (while we were still in the truck, and wouldn't unlock them) once Husband and I sat in the Mall parking lot for 30min. unable to get out of the truck (I had flashbacks of the old movie Christine..If you've seen the movie you understand if you haven't...never mind)
We had to pull the fuse so her doors would no longer lock....
At the beginning of summer I loaned her to the boys, to go to the creek...they returned and the next morning when I got in the truck to go to work "Bertha" smelled "creeky" (not sure if that's a word) The hotter it got outside the worse the smell became....four days later I found a crawdad very dead, very stinky under the seat...It is still up for debate how that happen....
Bertha's tires were worn..wire hanging out of the tires worn (and my checking acc. was on empty...did I mention I have three teenage boys to feed..who can afford 4 new tires?)
Bertha hit 175,000 miles three weeks ago and my Son Chase said "Mom, you need a new car."
It was then That I explained that I refused to go into debt for a new car, that God would either have to drop a new car out of the sky or help Bertha to run 175,000 more miles....
Well....
My very hardworking Husband was recently put in a drawing for a new car at work....
He won the car....
I am still in awe at God's faithfulness.
And just in case you wondered "Bertha" will remain in the family...I've grown quite fond of her and I believe she just might make 175,000 more miles....
Blessings,
M
Tuesday, June 28, 2011
Guide you Home
These are some pictures I have been working on, they are all from here in my hometown...many of the homes and old stores are empty, but they all hold so many great memories for me, hope you enjoy!
Blessings,
M
Blessings,
M
Monday, June 20, 2011
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