In control.

MY word(s) for this year is(are) In Control.  God, that is, in control.
I was listening to the radio yesterday when they were discussing their *word* that God had given them.  They were talking of how that word applied to their season of life and how it came to them.  God talks to me, but I’ve never had a word per se.

I sat down during my quiet time and before I even opened my bible, I prayed that God would speak to me and give me a word, or words, that I needed to hear or know.  I prayed that before I opened my bible He would search my heart and lead me to the scripture that I was needing the most in my life. With eyes closed, I opened the back of my bible where the topics were and pointed.  I opened my eyes to the words “In Control.”  These words were under the heading of “God is…”
For those of you who know me, I am a control freak.  I like to determine every path my life takes, every situation I am in, how things turn out, etc.  Being *in control* is something that I have definitely struggled with over the years, and still to this day.  God has continually shown me that He is in control, usually by a series of events that I did not plan or want to happen, and everything turns out just the way it should be.  If He is constantly proving this to me, why can’t I just go with His plan?  Why do I have to constantly try to control every situation or outcome?  I blame it on the immaturity of my spiritual life.
I love God, but I am the first one to admit that I fail Him daily.  Of course I pray, have quiet time, believe in Him, go to church, listen to Christian music, but I still have *lots* of spiritual growing to do.  As does everyone, I think.
I am certain that God had to bring to my attention, yet again, that He is in control, by pointing that out to me.  It was like He physically took my finger to that certain page, and placed it on those words.  I got a full body chill when I opened my eyes to see what *the words* were.  These are definitely my words for the year.

I am going to try my very hardest (it goes against every.grain.in.my.body. to let go of control) to give up the control that I thought I had in my life and hand it all over to the Lord, for He knows my plan.  He knows the needs/wants of my heart and He will give to me what He sees fit. Just like we raise and shape our children and although they may not agree or like what we choose, WE know what is best for them and only want what is best for our children.  I am just like a rebellious teenager to my Father in heaven, who thinks she knows it all and has it all together.
Philippians 3:20-21 say: But our citizenship is in heaven.  And we eagerly await a Savior from there, the Lord Jesus Christ, who, by the power that enables him to bring everything under his control, will transform our lowly bodies so that they will be like his glorious body.
I am giving up control.  What is your *word*??

Change of plans

We were supposed to go to the zoo with some friends this morning, but I ended up working until noon.  I would say *unfortunately* but I was honestly glad to go to work.  I know, I know, your gasping for breath right now, but it’s true!  I haven’t worked since before Christmas due to the holidays, then being sick and then a low census at work.  I never, ever, thought I would utter those words out of my mouth, but it felt GOOD to get out for a bit, make some money, use some critical thinking skills and talk to some friends!  Although it was not what I had planned, it still turned out to be a good day.

We headed over to hang out with Meme, Poppy and Uncle B tonight while daddy worked.  On the way there she held her baby and tweeted at the same time ;)  Like mother, like daughter! HA!

We went to Bed, Bath and Beyond and Poppy and Mia found the wooden work bench.  Mia loved hammering the blocks!  A girl after her Poppy’s own heart.

That store is so neat, I could walk around there for hours, not to mention the amount of money I could spend in there!  Mia has the same taste. She walked around trying to find “toys.”  It didn’t matter what it was, if it was colorful and had fun writing on it, she decided it was a toy and wanted it!

We were all hungry and none of us could agree on where to eat.  When we finally all agreed, the wait was over an hour.  Um, an hour wait with a 2 year old and like-2-year-old Poppy?  No thanks!  HA!  We started heading back toward home and remembered a new sushi place that had just opened up and it happened to be 2 minutes away from where we were!  Yes!  More sushi for me :) I could possibly get mercury poisoning with how much I love sushi.  **AND I don’t mean a California roll, I mean FISH.  RAW fish!  It is absolutely so delish and refreshing!  YUM!**

Mommy and her favorite little lady.  I’m loving this front camera thing on my new phone!

Meme and Mia practice their hand tracing skills while we waited for our food.  This is Mia’s new thing.  She loves to trace her hand and have you trace yours!

Mia thinks it’s hilarious to bite into a lemon/lime and do this whole-body-shake type thing!  She cracks herself up, silly kid :)

This day did not go anything as planned, but it turned out perfectly.  We had a ridiculously amazing day!