Written for Daily Post Photo Challenge- Harmony
Written for Daily Post Photo Challenge- Harmony
It was utter chaos; voices from the announcers, buzz from all the small talk that turned into noise, and the movements seemed to add a cherry to the icing.
Every one had somewhere to go. The mothers were rushing to take their children to school, those that worked the night shift were rushing to connect with their beds while there were others that need to get to work in the next minute or so.
There seemed to be no connection in all this. However, looking at it from another perspective, I realize that what connects us all is the urgency we possess, the need to get somewhere as fast as possible.
Written for Daily Post – Connection
There were times when the difference between white and gray was somewhat unnoticed. That is not to say that I was color blind, but I found no vibrancy exuding from either colors.
However, now that I am older, I realize that life is best lived in appreciation than complaining and grumbling.
I can now appreciate a meal even when it does not meet my tastes. That is all because a floppy meal is better no meal.
I have learned to appreciate a noisy house because noisy children are better than no children at all.
It is all in this contrast that I have learned to appreciate things better than I used to.
Written for Daily Post – Contrast
If we were having coffee today, I would tell you that I am thankful for my little ones. The milestones that they have hit are so amazing. It is really a joy to see them grow and blossom.
If we were having coffee today, I would tell you about how far I have come with my blog. I am glad that I can write a story out of a picture. Years back, that was impossible.
If we were having coffee today, I would tell you how passionate I am about parenting and children with special needs. That is why I started my blog and I thrilled that I have learned how to talk about these subjects even in a photo challenge.
If we were having coffee today, I would tell you how bothered I am with family planning methods. I have tried a number of them and I hate the way they mess up my body. Oh these hormones, I hate them.
If we were having coffee today, I would tell you that I am glad that I embarked on the journey called salvation. It has not been easy. However, when I look back, I am glad that I made the first step.
If we were having coffee today, I would tell you that I can not wait to turn my blog page into a fully fledged website. Oh how I long for that day. Finances, where are you? I need you here, duty calls.
Growing up with a lot of negativity around me, I thought that I was not really good at much. However, I serve an amazing Father who through His word has helped me boost my self esteem. There is still a lot of work but I am glad that I am not where I used to be a while back.
So why not blow the horn? I mean, He has taken me from the murry clay and put me on a rock to stand. He has done great things in my life.
So let the list begin……
I write a lot of sense, I mean, the likes and comments tell me that my blogging is not in vain.
Being a mother is something I didn’t know if I would do well. However, my children are coming out well. I may fail here and there but that does not make me a failure.
Being a homemaker is one thing I do not take lightly. I was told by a person that is naturally supposed to speak good my life that I would never be able to take charge of my home. What a negative thing to tell your daughter. Nonetheless, by God’s grace, I man most of the house without breaking a sweat. Amen to that.
I know that I was supossed to write a thing, but I just could not hold back. I also believe that the list is still growing.
We are co-creators with God. So parents, speak good in your children’s lives whether you see it or not. Remember that the power of life and death is in the tongue. Use that little tool to bring good into your child’s life instead of disaster. Speak into their lives what you desire to see and it shall manifest.
Written for Daily Post – Toot Your Horn
We have all heard, “united we stand, divided we fall”. I can not deny that in any way. However, I want to look at division from another perspective. It is not as bad as we may think.
Imagine if you were still glued to your mother’s womb, would you exist? Or, if a plane did not part ways with the ground, would it take off? If you were so glued to your children, would you find the need to nurture them into maturity? If a man never left his father or mother, would he ever cleave to his wife.
Separation or division is essential in life, lest we remain stuck in yesterday’s life.
Written for Daily Post – Divide
Written for Daily Post
It is certainly fun, prestigious if I might add, amazing, and yet also daunting (you can point fingers if you wish) to have children.
From the cooing, changing diapers and the like to looking for school fees for school and nurturing them. It is no easy task yet you can never stop doing it because apart from it being your God given authority, it is a joy to see them blossom.
Today, my only issue with these awesome creatures is noise. I know that this may not be a problem for a mother who has got to care with a child with special needs or a parent who is praying that her child comes out of rehab totally rehabilitated. Nonetheless, that is my issue right now.
Oh how they love to shout at the top of their voices, it is a game for them. And boy, oh boy, there is no stopping them. They love it so much. It is their pastime.
Hey, I am not ranting, just writing about what my babies suggested to me, NOISE. I am glad to see you grow every day of your lives. I am glad to actively mother you. It comes with some sacrifices, but I am glad that God has granted me the grace to weather them all. My promise to you is that I shall pray for you, hold your hand, and do all I have to do for your best.
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