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Sunday, September 23, 2007
Monday, September 17, 2007
This is for all the Moms
Thanks, Gerrie, http://apageatatime.blogspot.com/ for emailing this to me. It is really long but well worth the reading.
I'm invisible.
It all began to make sense, the blank stares, the lack of response, the way
one of the kids will walk into the room while I'm on the phone and ask to be
taken to the store. Inside I'm thinking, "Can't you see I'm on the phone?"
Obviously not. No one can see if I'm on the phone, or cooking, or sweeping
the floor, or even standing on my head in the corner, because no one can
see me at all.
I'm invisible.
Some days I am only a pair of hands, nothing more: Can you fix this? Can
you tie this? Can you open this? Some days I'm not a pair of hands; I'm
not even a human being. I'm a clock to ask, "What time is it?" I'm a
satellite guide to answer, "What number is the Disney Channel?" I'm a
car to order, "Right around 5:30 , please."
I was certain that these were the hands that once held books and the eyes
that studied history and the mind that graduated summa cum laude - but
now they had disappeared into the peanut butter, never to be seen again.
She's going ... she's going... she's gone!
One night, a group of us were having dinner, celebrating the return of a
friend from England . Janice had just gotten back from a fabulous trip, and
she was going on and on about the hotel she stayed in. I was sitting there,
looking around at the others all put together so well. It was hard not to
compare and feel sorry for myself as I looked down at my out-of-style
dress; it was the only thing I could find that was clean. My unwashed hair
was pulled up in a banana clip and I was afraid I could actually smell
peanut butter in it.
I was feeling pretty pathetic, when Janice turned to me with a beautifully
wrapped package, and said, "I brought you this." It was a book on the great
cathedrals of Europe . I wasn't exactly sure why she'd given it to me until
I read her inscription: "To Charlotte , with admiration for the greatness of
what you are building when no one sees."
In the days ahead I would read - no, devour - the book. And I would discover
what would become for me, four life-changing truths, after which I could
pattern my work:
No one can say who built the great cathedrals - we have no record of their
names.
These builders gave their whole lives for a work they would never see
finished.
They made great sacrifices and expected no credit.
The passion of their building was fueled by their faith that the eyes of God
saw everything.
A legendary story in the book told of a rich man who came to visit the
cathedral while it was being built, and he saw a workman carving a tiny bird
on the inside of a beam. He was puzzled and asked the man, "Why are you
spending so much time carving that bird into a beam that will be covered by
the roof? No one will ever see it."
And the workman replied, "Because God sees."
I closed the book, feeling the missing piece fall into place. It was almost
as if I heard God whispering to me, "I see you, Charlotte. I see the
sacrifices you make every day, even when no one around you does. No act
of kindness you've done, no sequin you've sewn on, no cupcake you've
baked, is too small for me to notice and smile over. You are building a
great cathedral, but you can't see right now what it will become."
At times, my invisibility feels like an affliction. But it is not a disease
that is erasing my life. It is the cure for the disease of my own
self-centeredness. It is the antidote to my strong, stubborn pride. I keep
the right perspective when I see myself as a great builder. As one of the
people who show up at a job that they will never see finished, to work on
something that their name will never be on.
The writer of the book went so far as to say that no cathedrals could ever
be built in our lifetime because there are so few people willing to
sacrifice to that degree.
When I really think about it, I don't want my son to tell the friend he's
bringing home from college for Thanksgiving, "My mom gets up at 4 in the
morning and bakes homemade pies, and then she hand bastes a turkey for
three hours and presses all the linens for the table." That would mean I'd
built a shrine or a monument to myself. I just want him to want to come
home. And then, if there is anything more to say to his friend, to add,
"You're gonna love it there."
As mothers, we are building great cathedrals. We cannot be seen if we're
doing it right. And one day, it is very possible that the world will marvel,
not only at what we have built, but at the beauty that has been added to the
world by the sacrifices of invisible women.
I'm invisible.
It all began to make sense, the blank stares, the lack of response, the way
one of the kids will walk into the room while I'm on the phone and ask to be
taken to the store. Inside I'm thinking, "Can't you see I'm on the phone?"
Obviously not. No one can see if I'm on the phone, or cooking, or sweeping
the floor, or even standing on my head in the corner, because no one can
see me at all.
I'm invisible.
Some days I am only a pair of hands, nothing more: Can you fix this? Can
you tie this? Can you open this? Some days I'm not a pair of hands; I'm
not even a human being. I'm a clock to ask, "What time is it?" I'm a
satellite guide to answer, "What number is the Disney Channel?" I'm a
car to order, "Right around 5:30 , please."
I was certain that these were the hands that once held books and the eyes
that studied history and the mind that graduated summa cum laude - but
now they had disappeared into the peanut butter, never to be seen again.
She's going ... she's going... she's gone!
One night, a group of us were having dinner, celebrating the return of a
friend from England . Janice had just gotten back from a fabulous trip, and
she was going on and on about the hotel she stayed in. I was sitting there,
looking around at the others all put together so well. It was hard not to
compare and feel sorry for myself as I looked down at my out-of-style
dress; it was the only thing I could find that was clean. My unwashed hair
was pulled up in a banana clip and I was afraid I could actually smell
peanut butter in it.
I was feeling pretty pathetic, when Janice turned to me with a beautifully
wrapped package, and said, "I brought you this." It was a book on the great
cathedrals of Europe . I wasn't exactly sure why she'd given it to me until
I read her inscription: "To Charlotte , with admiration for the greatness of
what you are building when no one sees."
In the days ahead I would read - no, devour - the book. And I would discover
what would become for me, four life-changing truths, after which I could
pattern my work:
No one can say who built the great cathedrals - we have no record of their
names.
These builders gave their whole lives for a work they would never see
finished.
They made great sacrifices and expected no credit.
The passion of their building was fueled by their faith that the eyes of God
saw everything.
A legendary story in the book told of a rich man who came to visit the
cathedral while it was being built, and he saw a workman carving a tiny bird
on the inside of a beam. He was puzzled and asked the man, "Why are you
spending so much time carving that bird into a beam that will be covered by
the roof? No one will ever see it."
And the workman replied, "Because God sees."
I closed the book, feeling the missing piece fall into place. It was almost
as if I heard God whispering to me, "I see you, Charlotte. I see the
sacrifices you make every day, even when no one around you does. No act
of kindness you've done, no sequin you've sewn on, no cupcake you've
baked, is too small for me to notice and smile over. You are building a
great cathedral, but you can't see right now what it will become."
At times, my invisibility feels like an affliction. But it is not a disease
that is erasing my life. It is the cure for the disease of my own
self-centeredness. It is the antidote to my strong, stubborn pride. I keep
the right perspective when I see myself as a great builder. As one of the
people who show up at a job that they will never see finished, to work on
something that their name will never be on.
The writer of the book went so far as to say that no cathedrals could ever
be built in our lifetime because there are so few people willing to
sacrifice to that degree.
When I really think about it, I don't want my son to tell the friend he's
bringing home from college for Thanksgiving, "My mom gets up at 4 in the
morning and bakes homemade pies, and then she hand bastes a turkey for
three hours and presses all the linens for the table." That would mean I'd
built a shrine or a monument to myself. I just want him to want to come
home. And then, if there is anything more to say to his friend, to add,
"You're gonna love it there."
As mothers, we are building great cathedrals. We cannot be seen if we're
doing it right. And one day, it is very possible that the world will marvel,
not only at what we have built, but at the beauty that has been added to the
world by the sacrifices of invisible women.
Another Quiz
I love it. I am red. It is so cool! This is what it means: "Though often torn between love and hate, one thing is for sure, your feelings are never left for others to wonder about."
You are Red
Take this quiz: Which Crayola Box of 8 Color Are You?
You are most like:
Blog Candy & a Great Cause
I hope everyone does this. There is blog candy, but also a great cause. Visit http://createdbycourtney.blogspot.com/ She has all the details including pictures. A girl named Victoria has cancer. Her teacher wants her to receive cards from all over America, and Internationally sent to her by September 27. Her address is, Victoria Enmon, 1205 Red Bud Circle, Orange, TX 77632. If you want to sign up for blog candy, or if you want more details, visit the website.
Saturday, September 15, 2007
51 posts!
I didn't realize until just now, that I have posted 50 times. This one makes 51. I have posted 4 or 5 just today. I think this is the most posts that I have done in one day. I did another quiz. This one was a little harder than the American quiz for me. I had only a little trouble because I had to pick the best answer, which wasn't always the greatest answer for me. Read my other posts today, please!
Take the Quiz here!
Thought I would be a better American!
I thought this number would be higher, unfortunately it is not. I did, however, answer the questions, honestly.
| You Are 69% American |
 Most times you are proud to be an American. Though sometimes the good ole US of A makes you cringe Still, you know there's no place better suited to be your home. You love your freedom and no one's going to take it away from you! |
I started a New Blog!
I started a new blog, today. It is all about stamping. This blog will be about my life. The other blog will be wholly devoted to stamping. It is here and also on Blogs, I visit. http://stampingstuff2.blogspot.com/ I have already posted some!
More Blog Candy
If you comment on this blog, you could win blog candy. http://applesofgoldinpicturesofsilver.blogspot.com/
She has a great site.
She has a great site.
My Sunday School Class Party
On Monday, September 10th, I took my 9 Sunday School girls. We went Mini Golfing, McDonalds, and the Dollar Store. I asked them to bring $5 each. Since I had so many girls, I had 2 helpers. We had to split into 2 groups for golfing. We divided the siblings. I have 2nd - 5th grade girls. I have 4 groups of siblings: Julia & Leeanna, Rose & Jessie, Hannah & Bethany, Melody & Emily, and Lacee (who has one brother). All the kids had half price happy meals (cause I work at McD.'s). My 2 helpers and I had whatever we wanted. The mini golf is always fun. Melody was first for the older kids, followed by Hannah who was second. Lacee ws first for the younger kids, followed by Bethany. After golf, we went to the Dollar Tree. I gave everyone $1 each, except for the winner of golf gets $3, and second place gets $2. It was a lot of fun. I was going to take pictures, but I forgot.
I love to Blog!
I was reading my many blogs saved on my own personal favorites, and I found a few more today. I read blogs every day, or at least every other day. I am so happy, when you post a new post. I always try to comment, because that is just my way. I wish more people would comment on my blog. I have a site counter, and so many people visit my blog, but hardly anyone comments. I copied down a new address of a blog. Here it is, http://blog.ginakdesigns.com/ not only does she make many cards, but she also sells stamps. She even spotlights a new designer every month. I have seriously been thinking of starting a new blog, and linking it with this blog. I would just put stamping related stuff on it. I should do it, but I need to take pictures of my cards. Thanks so much for reading my blog! Thanks even more if you comment!
Wednesday, September 12, 2007
Blog Candy
Blog candy is a give away that anyone can win. The way to win blog candy is to comment. Cakvd2 has blog candy give away. http://cakvd2.blogspot.com/ click here to see it.
Monday, September 10, 2007
Tag, I'm it and you may be also!
I was tagged by three time Mommy to do the following: You must list one fact that is somehow relevant to your life for each letter of your middle name. If you don’t have a middle name, use the middle name you would have liked to have had. When you are tagged you need to write your own blog-post containing your own middle name game facts. At the end of your blog-post, you need to choose one person for each letter of your middle name to tag. Don’t forget to leave them a comment telling them they’re tagged, and to read your blog. Marie is my middle name.
M - More - A little of anything is never enough (especially chocolate), I want more.
A - Amused - I am always easily amused.
R - Rejoicing - I am almost always rejoicing! I love life.
I - Interested - I am usually so curious, I am interested in every I get to go to and things I don't get to go to. I hate missing anything.
E - Ebullient, it means zestfully enthusiastic. - I am always so ebullient to do anything.
Here are the people I tagged.
http://www.ringslikeabell.com/ Rhi
http://misstrish.blogspot.com/ Trish
http://apageatatime.blogspot.com/ Gerrie
http://aleshawalls.blogspot.com/ Alesha
http://stailey.blogspot.com/ Mindy
M - More - A little of anything is never enough (especially chocolate), I want more.
A - Amused - I am always easily amused.
R - Rejoicing - I am almost always rejoicing! I love life.
I - Interested - I am usually so curious, I am interested in every I get to go to and things I don't get to go to. I hate missing anything.
E - Ebullient, it means zestfully enthusiastic. - I am always so ebullient to do anything.
Here are the people I tagged.
http://www.ringslikeabell.com/ Rhi
http://misstrish.blogspot.com/ Trish
http://apageatatime.blogspot.com/ Gerrie
http://aleshawalls.blogspot.com/ Alesha
http://stailey.blogspot.com/ Mindy
Sunday, September 9, 2007
One 4 day week is over!
School was great this week. Kaylee told her Mom & Dad, "Mrs. Do......... is really, really nice." I did not realize how much of a tongue twister it is to say, "Kaylee & Katie" Their names are really close. You have to speak distinctly! My older classes are fun as well. I enjoy my students.
One of my 7th grade students told me a joke, "Why did the man who got electrocuded not die?"
"Because he was in the Living Room."
One of my 7th grade students told me a joke, "Why did the man who got electrocuded not die?"
"Because he was in the Living Room."
Tuesday, September 4, 2007
First Day at School!
Today, Sept. 4th, was the first day of school. It was a great day! I enjoy my students and I think they enjoy me. My 2 Kindergarten girls are so very cute. We colored, learned things, played a matching card game and go fish. They seemed to have a great day. One told her mom that we had fun.
My older grade classes in the afternoon went well, also.
My older grade classes in the afternoon went well, also.
Monday, September 3, 2007
Last post of Summer 2007
Tomorrow, Sept. 4, is the first day of school. I teach kindergarten until noon. After lunch, I teach a 5th grade science class for 20 min. After that, I teach a 7th grade History class, and an 8th grade history class. I love school. I only decorated my kindergarten class. I have 2 girls, Kaylee & Katie. I decorated my room with princess stuff. We are going to call ourselves princesses. If I do get a boy in the middle of the year, he will be called a prince. Today, was the last full day of summer for me. I slept until 10:30 a.m. However, I spent the rest of the day getting ready. I don't sleep well the night before school starts. I am too excited, or anxious! I am going to take a Benadrill to help me sleep. I am going to play a computer game for a little while, read my Bible, take my medicine, and try to sleep, well.
Some Pictures of my Friends
This is my friend Thomas, Shona, & Raven (baby).
This is Thomas with only 2 of his sisters, he has 7 sisters and 1 brother. This is Abigail (baby) and Elizabeth. His mom is my best friend.Saturday, September 1, 2007
Pictures of Montana
This is Castle Rock Mountain, it is about 30 minutes south of Bozeman. I zoomed the camera in because I wanted you to see why it is called Castle Rock. Our church's camp is located below this mountain. I went there twice this year, once as a counselor, and once with my family for family camp. It is such a joy to be out and see this beautiful place. I usually get to see it twice a year. The stars shine so brightly here, away from most other lights that hinder the view of the stars.
My mom took this picture. This is a sunset. It shows you just how smokey our sky has been. It has not been "A Big Sky." You can't see as far as you usually can see under different 
circumstances. There is a website that tells you about the fires. Here it is http://www.inciweb.org/state/27/
circumstances. There is a website that tells you about the fires. Here it is http://www.inciweb.org/state/27/
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