Monthly Archives: May 2011

Team Compassion in the Philippines

Hi all!

You know how much I love Compassion International and all that they are doing to fight poverty and provide for thousands and thousands of children. Dan and I love the little girl we sponsor through Compassion and we hope to eventually sponsor another one soon!

Compassion Bloggers: Philippines 2011

This week, the Compassion team is in the Philippines providing encouragement and love to children and meeting with individuals who play such a huge part in making a difference in the lives of your sponsored children. Will you follow them on their journey?

Will you pray for health and safety? Pray against any barriers, skepticism? Pray for open minds and pray for the emotional and physical challenges they may face while overseas?

Show your support by visiting each of their blogs and leaving words of encouragement. 

And, if you feel led, will you release a child from poverty by sponsoring them today?

Blessings,

Tiff~

Still Here….Still Waiting.

The Rapture did not happen. 

But then again, we, those of us who know God and His word believed that it probably wouldn't happen.

After all, in Matthew it states:

"No one knows about that day or hour, not even the angels in heaven, nor the Son, but only the Father." Matt. 24:36

"Therefore keep watch, because you do not know on what day your Lord will come. But understand this….the Son of man will come at an hour when you do not expect Him." Matt 24:42, 44

So we are still here waiting for Jesus to return for His bride.  

Today though, my heart is thinking of those who truly believed this man. They believed Jesus was coming.  I have read reports of some of this man's followers experiencing depression as many gave their very life savings away.  

Would you pray for them today?  That God would speak into their lives and give them hope and peace? And the truth. I know they are probably grasping for it right now.

And while you pray….keep waiting and be on alert.

Blessings,

Tiff~

I’m Running a Race

The last 6 weeks I have been training for a 5K.

You know, a race that is only 3 miles long. 

I haven't run a race since high school, so I am trying to re-teach myself how to run properly. 

Also, I am a huge wuss and 3 miles sounds very, very long to me. LOL!

This post by Sarah Markley cracked me up because that is definitely me and how my training has been. While I am not running in a 1/2 Marathon (and btw she is running for an excellent cause. Please support her and her team if you can) my whole mindset towards training can and has become swayed by my schedule, or lack of one, and all the mental and physical obstacles that can come along the way.

It makes me think a lot about my journey as a believer.  I can get so sidetracked by all the pretty and wrapped of gifts this world offers us that my own race as a Christian can become stalled.  

And come to think of it, with all of the hoopla surrounding one man's prediction that Christ is rapturing His church tonight (at 6 PM to be exact) and all the jokes that are appearing on my twitter stream…..it sure is easy to slack off in being  ready for when He really will come.

And He will come!  

Is He coming tonight? I don't know. No one knows. Not even this Harold who predicted He would. Let me repeat…NO ONE KNOWS!  So I may see you tomorrow and I may not. 

So because no one knows, I am going to keep on keeping on. I will not quit training for my 5K and I will not quit in growing as a Christian. In telling others about He who saves.

One race is earthly and I may receive an earthly medal.

The other has far more eternal significance. This race deserves far more attention and alertness.  

"Do you not know that in a race all the runners run, but only one gets the prize? Run in such a way as to get the prize. Everyone who competes in the games goes into strict training. They do it to get a crown that will not last forever. Therefore I will not run like a man running aimlessly; I do not fight like a man beating the air. No, I beat my body and make it my slave so that after I have preached to others, I myself will not be disqualified for the prize." I Corinthians 9:24-27

Blessings,

Tiff~

Dressing Up.

I am going to be VERY HONEST and tell you that most of the time, I like to live in my sweats and put my hair in a pony tail.  

No fuss, no muss, no makeup.  Simple and easy with two kids around.

But I think my husband would appreciate it if he came home to his wife and she looked like she actually showered.  My man loves me…NO DOUBT.

But honestly what man wants his wife to look frumpy all the time.

Let's be real.

So I have been attempting to get out of my lazy gear and look cute.

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Jean jacket: Charlotte Russe (years ago), bracelet, dress: F21, belt: Ruche; leggings: Marshalls, Boots: Reflections

Now why on earth am I standing on a stool? Because my house does not have a full length mirror to perform all those cool outfit shots some of you do. 

Someday folks. LOL!

And yes my hair is still in a ponytail. One thing at a time ladies.

So I am choosing to work on it.  Because I like to look good for my man.

Ladies, what do you do to make your man feel good?

Tiff~

P.S. I am also a pretty good cook so it is not all superficial ;).

 

For The Love of Blogging

I just haven't felt like posting my thoughts on here lately.

Mostly, I have missed the intimacy of a private journal. Where my deepest thoughts are hidden and my real feelings and emotions can come forth without the fear of a backlash or truckload of negative comments.  

There have been so many things that I have wanted to blog about, but I just decided not to.  I want a private journal again. And I think I will start one.  

This may be a blog that turns into a place I turn to a couple of times a week.  Sharing family thoughts and life details.  

And if none of you read this that is okay.  I no longer really care how many people read my blog.  I don't check my reader stats.  I haven't really kept up with it anyway.  

This is just  the reality of my heart right now. I love blogging, but at the same time I don't.  

A love/hate relationship at best.  

*What are your thoughts toward blogging?  Do you love/hate it too?

Tiff~

Little Girls Do Not Need Botox

I am sure many of you saw this interview of a mom giving her 8 year old daughter Botox injections for her "wrinkles"


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I sat disgusted, angry and I quite frankly wanted to shake that mother for even thinking that her daughter should undergo such a procedure.  And for wrinkles?  8 year olds don't have wrinkles. And whoever told that mother that the little girl does have wrinkles should be removed from the pageant scene.

In fact, it is appearing more and more that the whole pageant world for little girls needs to be shut down. Period.

I love pageants. I competed in pageants. I have nothing against pageants.

However, when you begin to subject little girls to things such as fake teeth, fake hair, surgery, tanning, waxing…you have crossed the line.

Little girls need to be little girls.  They should have unbleached hair that gets tangled. They should require baths and sweet kisses from their loving mommies, not a surgery to improve their "imperfections".  They should be able to go outside and not feel insecure about how they might look to other people.

Look at what we are teaching our babies?  You want to know why girls grow up insecure? Unsure of themselves? Unaware of how beautiful they really are? Unable to use their gifts without fear of failure or disapproval?

This is one of the many reasons why.  

Shame on those who try to sexify little girls.  

Moms…let's change this.  And stand up for little girls. Let them be little.

Blessings,

Tiff~

Mother’s Day

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My Mother's Day was amazing.  In fact, I had one of the best weekends.  I got to spend Friday with my MIL for lunch at Lucille's BBQ.

Saturday I spent time with my Mom, sister, Aunt and Grandma for an awesome BBQ.  The kids got to hang out with their great grandparents which I absolutely love. And Madi and Sean love Great Grandma and Grandpa.  

Saturday evening when I came home, Dan spoiled me rotten with my favorite flowers.  Oh and tons of giftcards to make me deliriously happy in a mall. 

He knows his wife well. *wink*

How was your Mother's Day?  

Blessings,

Tiff~