Friday, February 10, 2012

From the Archives - Out of Control

I have been getting some really good writing done on my book these last couple of weeks, which has meant that I have not been spending much time here. I don't want to lose momentum so I thought I would post some items from the archives for all of you that have joined this journey along the way.

Here is the first blog post I ever wrote on October 15, 2008:
So yesterday as I was sitting in my minivan listening to my three boys fighting and shouting I suddenly knew clearly why God had given me three children.  With three small kids (ages almost 2, 4, and 5) you cannot even pretend that you are in control.  I like to think that I am on top of things and in control of my life, my kids, my surroundings.  But let's be honest.  The minivan is full of crumbs from snacks that the baby had to eat while being dragged to preschool pick up.  There are school papers and crafts strewn about and at least one book floating between the back car seats.  It is a mess.  When I take the van to the wonderful car wash that vacuums and cleans inside and out and not an hour later there are finger prints on windows and water bottles rolling around the back.  I turn on the radio and Laurie Berkner's singing about a rocketship blasting off.  We are late for the mom's group at church because shoes were missing and my middle son decided to have a meltdown in the Starbucks doorway because his little brother touched him.   So as I sit in my van waiting for the light in front of me to turn green so I can get to church before my youngest son's childcare room is full, I am reminded that I am not in control.  But amazingly, I have a God who is in control.  He gave me the three most wonderful, challenging, delightful boys in the whole world (yes, I know I am very biased).  And I like to think that He did give me a parking space right in front so I could get my coffee.  And when I got to church late and the class was full, He gave me a wonderful teacher who said, "don't worry honey, we'll find room for him" because she knew I needed a moment to sit down and hear God's words.  He is in control of the big.  He is in control of the small.  


  1. I don't think I have ever read that. Apparently I need to revisit your archives! I am trying to learn I am not in control.. Always a work in progress.

    1. Hard to believe I started this journey 3 plus years ago. My little boys are growing up and I love it. Still not in control but I'm more comfortable now letting God be the navigator.