@KatieFireKite welcome to mastodon!
I don't know what I would do without my elderly friends. They have changed my life in so many ways and opened up so many new ideas. Embrace those wise secular people. Don't be afraid of them.
They will most likely teach you how to garden better and give you practical advice on your love life. The wisdom doesn't run out.
This past week has been extremely overwhelming for me. From having a child throw up outside a posh local grocery store, another child sick for four days(missed the fireworks poor thing), to so much stress the past few weeks I am beat up. Trying to stay positive even though I've now been feeling ill. Feels like a never ending battle this one. Prayers, good thoughts, positivity invited!
My children are constantly cussing me out throughout the day. I am 'fucking mommy' when they are mad and sad. I do not cuss at them and never have. They have not realized what they are doing, but know that the word has some sort of gravity. I try not to react and keep calm when this is happening. Any ideas on how to lovingly parent them through this?
Spring jumping up.
Take a breath with me.
We are reminded of the life that flows through us with every breath we take.
We collectively breath together as a body.
Fill us with gratitude for this life that we live and let us not take for granted the moments that are given to us with each passing day.
Challenge our hearts with your steadfastness and encourage us with your strength.
Remind us as we breath that you are the reason we live.
On the worship team this week at church. Staying on the team(because music!), but it has its difficult moments. I'm slotted to do the 'prayer' during worship as one of the co-leaders. I have not prayed out loud in quite some time, and also having concerns because my beliefs don't completely line up with their statement of faith. I'm tired of all the 'dear Lord, father god, baby jesus, give us ears to hear' prayers that happen. Should I do the prayer or let someone else do it?
If, she said, you do choose to step into the room
I must remind you, you will never be the same
Not forgotten will be all the little childish things that roam around your baffled brain
But yes, you will grow up.
Do you wish to proceed?
Her stark white coat perplexed me for a moment.
Wouldn't it be better in a place like this to have a splash of color?
I looked down at my hands and stared at the freckle on my ring finger.
Alright, I said, I wish to proceed.
---feelings on growing up tonight.
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