I saw this idea on some other blogs and thought I would make a "Meal Planning Monday." Isn't that exciting?
Honestly, meal planning and deciding what's for dinner is one of my least favorite homemaking things to do. I'm wondering if I will like it more when I'm not working, but generally I get all frustrated with it.
Monday - spaghetti with garlic bread!
Tuesday - BBQ meatballs with broccoli & cheese
Wednesday - Nicoise salads (it's a copy of my favorite Salad Alley salad)
Thursday - skillet chicken and broccoli
Friday - "Homemade" pizza
Monday, March 30, 2009
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
Lime Chicken
I tried out this chicken recipe the other night, and both Rick and I decided it's a keeper. It's not pretty (but what chicken is really?) so some asparagus brightened the plate up.
That website has been a good resource (she's even got recipes for elk!) so make sure to check it out. I've been looking more into meal planning and recipes so I hope to put some of those things on the blog soon.
That website has been a good resource (she's even got recipes for elk!) so make sure to check it out. I've been looking more into meal planning and recipes so I hope to put some of those things on the blog soon.
Thursday, March 12, 2009
Having Babies
Sometimes I get afraid people will think I’m silly for getting pregnant soon after getting married (a little over 3 months). Mostly because I would have thought it was silly. When we were engaged, I asked Rick to give me at least 6 months before we started trying to have kids. It could have been longer, but hey, I’m getting old.
But one day I read this and God spoke to me.
Psalm 127
Unless the Lord builds the house,
those who build it labor in vain.
Unless the Lord watches over the city,
the watchman stays awake in vain.
It is in vain that you rise up early
and go late to rest,
eating the bread of anxious toil;
for he gives to his beloved sleep.
Behold, children are a heritage from the Lord,
the fruit of the womb a reward.
Like arrows in the hand of a warrior
are the children of one's youth.
Blessed is the man
who fills his quiver with them!
He shall not be put to shame
when he speaks with his enemies in the gate.
Reading this, God showed me my heart and it’s fears and then He showed me the promises of His Word. I was convicted of two things.
The first was being afraid of what people (my family and close friends) would think of me. What would they say about me? Would they think I was crazy for not wanting more time alone with Rick? Would they think I was missing out on the newlywed years? Maybe. Does it matter? No. Because the promise of this verse is that children are from the Lord…a reward…they bring blessing to their parents…there is no shame.
The second is that I was afraid of the future. What if we couldn’t provide for our kids? What if we couldn’t buy a house? What if all the money I wanted to spend at Anthropologie suddenly went to diapers? Well, the first part of this psalm spoke to my anxieties: “…he gives to his beloved sleep.” The anxious don’t sleep well, but God’s beloved do. He cares for them, builds their house and watches over them. Now that is a promise.
So God spoke to me. He eased my fears. And then I very clearly knew what repentance and obedience looked like. I was to trust Him in all things and have kids. And now that I’m pregnant? I know that this is what God called me to do from the beginning…and that gives me great joy.
Blogger’s Note: I understand that there are perfectly good reasons to wait to have kids. And I’m not saying my story is the best one to follow. But it’s a good reminder that God is the one who sets our priorities.
But one day I read this and God spoke to me.
Psalm 127
Unless the Lord builds the house,
those who build it labor in vain.
Unless the Lord watches over the city,
the watchman stays awake in vain.
It is in vain that you rise up early
and go late to rest,
eating the bread of anxious toil;
for he gives to his beloved sleep.
Behold, children are a heritage from the Lord,
the fruit of the womb a reward.
Like arrows in the hand of a warrior
are the children of one's youth.
Blessed is the man
who fills his quiver with them!
He shall not be put to shame
when he speaks with his enemies in the gate.
Reading this, God showed me my heart and it’s fears and then He showed me the promises of His Word. I was convicted of two things.
The first was being afraid of what people (my family and close friends) would think of me. What would they say about me? Would they think I was crazy for not wanting more time alone with Rick? Would they think I was missing out on the newlywed years? Maybe. Does it matter? No. Because the promise of this verse is that children are from the Lord…a reward…they bring blessing to their parents…there is no shame.
The second is that I was afraid of the future. What if we couldn’t provide for our kids? What if we couldn’t buy a house? What if all the money I wanted to spend at Anthropologie suddenly went to diapers? Well, the first part of this psalm spoke to my anxieties: “…he gives to his beloved sleep.” The anxious don’t sleep well, but God’s beloved do. He cares for them, builds their house and watches over them. Now that is a promise.
So God spoke to me. He eased my fears. And then I very clearly knew what repentance and obedience looked like. I was to trust Him in all things and have kids. And now that I’m pregnant? I know that this is what God called me to do from the beginning…and that gives me great joy.
Blogger’s Note: I understand that there are perfectly good reasons to wait to have kids. And I’m not saying my story is the best one to follow. But it’s a good reminder that God is the one who sets our priorities.
Friday, March 6, 2009
Surprise!
It's a girl! It was definitely a surprise (to me), but a very good one. At first I was stunned and then I was so, so happy and started to cry. Rick was excited, gave me a kiss and said he thought it was a girl. It's comforting to know that God is the one who chose to surprise me with this little one.
I started to cry because I realized that this baby girl is part of a legacy. It's a legacy of what it means to be a woman who loves God, of how to care for and follow a husband, of how to laugh at yourself and your faults, of how to fill your home with joy and fun.
Mom, she is your legacy. Now it's my turn to try and teach her all those things that you taught me and modeled for me so well. I hope that she loves me someday half as much as I love you.
I started to cry because I realized that this baby girl is part of a legacy. It's a legacy of what it means to be a woman who loves God, of how to care for and follow a husband, of how to laugh at yourself and your faults, of how to fill your home with joy and fun.
Mom, she is your legacy. Now it's my turn to try and teach her all those things that you taught me and modeled for me so well. I hope that she loves me someday half as much as I love you.
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