As Only Your Mama Can…..

It was four years ago in September that I wrote my first blog to you.  You were a college freshman at WKU.  So much has happened since that time. Some wonderfully happy things, some painfully sorrowful things….some things which brought praise to our heavenly Father, some which only He could love us through.

 

My daughter….my precious, precious daughter…..we have been through so much together.  And all of it….ALL of it….I can honestly say, I have heartfelt thanks.  Some things drew us apart….but, oh so many things brought us together… 

Together…..you and I

 

Together us and HIM 

Truth is….you deserve the best life has to offer.  The very very best….and, truth is… 

I am not that best. 

But, for some reason, God gave you to me as His gift and I have come to understand that He does not make mistakes.  I may.  You may.  But, he does not. 

So, we are together through this life to help one another make it through the rough, tough times and to celebrate the wonderful, joyful times. 

And, I think we do that…. 

Do that very well. 

As I close out this year of blog writing through the alphabet…A through Z, I have special joy in my heart for the opportunity to be your Mama, Mother, Mommy, Mom….to be your friend…..and, I praise Him for the opportunity… 

Z is for Zariba, zsiag, Zion with a little bit of zorroant thrown in for good measure! 

Z is for Zariba.  Zariba is a fortified camp.  Fortified means to strengthen, make stronger, tougher, able to resist.  A camp is a short term accommodation.

That is our life. 

Not just the kind of house we live in…but the kind of soul in which we reside. 

Life can be hard.  It can be tough.  Sometimes, it is our own decision making which makes it tough….but, sometimes, it is just the act of living which is tough…..what makes a difference is the foundation on which we build our life and the type of fortified camp we create. 

When we have as our foundation the truths of God….when we build our “house upon the rock”…..then if the trials come….when the trials come….wherever they make present hardship into our lives…we can be ready….and able….to stand.

Baby….you have personally witnessed seasons of living in a fortified camp and seasons when you did not live in a fortified camp.  We both know which is better…..more live-able, more calm. 

My greatest prayer on your and your brother’s behalf is that you build for yourselves a strong and mighty fortress to live….build by the saving grace of a loving God….with Godly hands and hearts who would pour into your very foundation a mighty and masterful and strong home….life….walk with God. 

Chose to live in a ZARIBA……a mighty fortress fortified by God. 

Z is for Zsiag.  Zsiag means the essence of being fabulous.   

Sometimes, as we age, we think we have to let go of our child-like wonder.  Don’t. 

The best most wonderful most lovely individuals I know are strong and thoughtful adults who have the heart for and like a child. 

They understand that God has made so many wonderful, magical things for us to enjoy…. 

The break of waves on the beach, the cotton-candy colored sunrises, the laughter of a child, the holding of a little baby’s hand, the smell of a new born's neck. 

These things are not just sweet…and darling…. 

They are fabulous….outstanding…wonderful….even magical. 

Enjoy the fabulous!!   

Live the fabulous….. 

And, make no apologies to thanking a creative God for all the fabulous things He has given us! 

Z is for Zion.  Zion is a place of Christian life and worship emblematic of the household of God. 

There is an old song, “We Are Marching to Zion…Beautiful, Beautiful Zion”…….. 

It’s where the heart of God lives….within the heart of us. 

You will walk all your life in a march either toward Zion or away from Zion. 

March toward, precious daughter. 

Understand the gift you have of your Christian faith….embrace it and walk it. 

And understand…

Zion is not just a place you seek to live… 

It is a place you seek to “be”….. 

Where the presence of God is felt deep within your heart….where your soul clings to His hand, where your head lays at rest on His shoulder and where you can lay down your burdens at His feet. 

Zion...the household of God 

Walk there…..on purpose….

Z is for Zorroant.  Zorroant is an anonymous, generous person. 

Be that baby.  

Be an anonymous, generous person. 

Go…give…do…be… 

In Jesus’ name, be a giver….

Of your heart, your soul, your personhood. 

Of your finances, your work ethic, your personal wealth. 

Do it not for your own glory or reward 

Do it for His Glory and His reward 

And, do it often. 

Don’t give to the point of broken-ness in your own life so that those who watch you live see it as a burden they would not want to adopt. 

Give as we are taught by the ultimate Gift giver so that others who witness your giving see the love and holiness of Christ…

So that they want to come to know Him.. 

Giving is really receiving….. 

Receiving the heart of Christ so that you can give the love of Christ. 

Go forth…do it 

Do it often 

In His name

For His glory 

And on purpose. 

Finally, sweet daughter….I share with you my most favorite song…. 

I cannot imagine the numbers of times I have played, listened to…cried, prayed….this song in the past five years.  God used it to minister to me during the most sorrowful time of my life….he used it to walk me through until I once again felt the sunshine of His love on my face.

Until I could breathe again…. 

God is like that…. 

Walking beside us…sending us precious…tender….loving little reminders that  

HE IS WITH US…. 

Always 

In All Ways….

 

The Prayer

I pray you'll be our eyes
And watch us where we go
And help us to be wise
In times when we don't know

Let this be our prayer when we lose our way
Lead us to a place
Guide us with your grace
To a place where we'll be safe

La luce che tu hai
I pray we'll find your light
Nel cuore restera
And hold it in our hearts

A ricordarci che
When stars go out each night
L'eterna stella sei

Nella mia preghiera
Let this be our prayer
Quanta fede c'e
When shadows fill our day

Lead us to a place
Guide us with your grace
Give us faith so we'll be safe

Sognamo un mondo senza piu violenza
Un mondo di giustizia e di speranza
Ognuno dia la mano al suo vicino
Simbolo di pace e di fraternita

La forza che ci da
We ask that life be kind
e il desiderio che
And watch us from above

Ognuno trovi amore
We hope each soul will find
Intorno e dentro a se
Another soul to love

Let this be our prayer
Let this be our prayer
Just like every child
Just like every child

Need to find a place
Guide us with your grace
Give us faith so we'll be safe

E la fede che
Hai acceso in noi
Sento che ci salvera

 

This song is my reminder that He never leaves us…is always with us…..

His zorroant to us……our gift from one we do not see….

But, ONE we can know….

Deep, deep within our heart, our soul….our being…

Who will walk us to Zion….who will be our Zariba, our fortified camp and who will do it Zsiag….

Fabulously.

God go with you, sweetest daughter….

I love you as only your Mama can….

In His name….

With Thanksgiving in my heart

That he gave me a great gift….

In you.

Blessings,

Mama

 

 

 

 

 

As Only Your Mama Can…..

It was four years ago in September that I wrote my first blog to you.  You were a college freshman at WKU.  So much has happened since that time. Some wonderfully happy things, some painfully sorrowful things….some things which brought praise to our heavenly Father, some which only He could love us through.

My daughter….my precious, precious daughter…..we have been through so much together.  And all of it….ALL of it….I can honestly say, I have heartfelt thanks.  Some things drew us apart….but, oh so many things brought us together…

 Together…..you and I

 

 

 

Together us and HIM 

Truth is….you deserve the best life has to offer.  The very very best….and, truth is… 

I am not that best. 

But, for some reason, God gave you to me as His gift and I have come to understand that He does not make mistakes.  I may.  You may.  But, he does not.

So, we are together through this life to help one another make it through the rough, tough times and to celebrate the wonderful, joyful times.

And, I think we do that….

Do that very well. 

As I close out this year of blog writing through the alphabet…A through Z, I have special joy in my heart for the opportunity to be your Mama, Mother, Mommy, Mom….to be your friend…..and, I praise Him for the opportunity…

Z is for Zariba, zsiag, Zion with a little bit of zorroant thrown in for good measure! 

Z is for Zariba.  Zariba is a fortified camp.  Fortified means to strengthen, make stronger, tougher, able to resist.  A camp is a short term accommodation. 

That is our life.

Not just the kind of house we live in…but the kind of soul in which we reside. 

Life can be hard.  It can be tough.  Sometimes, it is our own decision making which makes it tough….but, sometimes, it is just the act of living which is tough…..what makes a difference is the foundation on which we build our life and the type of fortified camp we create. 

When we have as our foundation the truths of God….when we build our “house upon the rock”…..then if the trials come….when the trials come….wherever they make present hardship into our lives…we can be ready….and able….to stand.

Baby….you have personally witnessed seasons of living in a fortified camp and seasons when you did not live in a fortified camp.  We both know which is better…..more live-able, more calm.

My greatest prayer on your and your brother’s behalf is that you build for yourselves a strong and mighty fortress to live….build by the saving grace of a loving God….with Godly hands and hearts who would pour into your very foundation a mighty and masterful and strong home….life….walk with God.

Chose to live in a ZARIBA……a mighty fortress fortified by God. 

Z is for Zsiag.  Zsiag means the essence of being fabulous.   

Sometimes, as we age, we think we have to let go of our child-like wonder.  Don’t. 

The best most wonderful most lovely individuals I know are strong and thoughtful adults who have the heart for and like a child. 

They understand that God has made so many wonderful, magical things for us to enjoy…. 

The break of waves on the beach, the cotton-candy colored sunrises, the laughter of a child, the holding of a little baby’s hand, the smell of a new born's neck.

These things are not just sweet…and darling…. 

They are fabulous….outstanding…wonderful….even magical. 

Enjoy the fabulous!!   

Live the fabulous….. 

And, make no apologies to thanking a creative God for all the fabulous things He has given us! 

Z is for Zion.  Zion is a place of Christian life and worship emblematic of the household of God. 

There is an old song, “We Are Marching to Zion…Beautiful, Beautiful Zion”…….. 

It’s where the heart of God lives….within the heart of us.

You will walk all your life in a march either toward Zion or away from Zion. 

March toward, precious daughter. 

Understand the gift you have of your Christian faith….embrace it and walk it. 

And understand…

Zion is not just a place you seek to live… 

It is a place you seek to “be”….. 

Where the presence of God is felt deep within your heart….where your soul clings to His hand, where your head lays at rest on His shoulder and where you can lay down your burdens at His feet.

Zion...the household of God 

Walk there…..on purpose…. 

Z is for Zorroant.  Zorroant is an anonymous, generous person. 

Be that baby.  

Be an anonymous, generous person. 

Go…give…do…be… 

In Jesus’ name, be a giver…. 

Of your heart, your soul, your personhood. 

Of your finances, your work ethic, your personal wealth. 

Do it not for your own glory or reward 

Do it for His Glory....

And, do it often. 

Don’t give to the point of broken-ness in your own life so that those who watch you live see it as a burden they would not want to adopt. 

Give as we are taught by the ultimate Gift giver so that others who witness your giving see the love and holiness of Christ…

So that they want to come to know Him..

Giving is really receiving….. 

Receiving the heart of Christ so that you can give the love of Christ. 

Go forth…do it 

Do it often 

In His name

For His glory 

And on purpose. 

Finally, sweet daughter….I share with you my most favorite song…. 

I cannot imagine the numbers of times I have played, listened to…cried, prayed….this song in the past five years.  God used it to minister to me during the most sorrowful time of my life….he used it to walk me through until I once again felt the sunshine of His love on my face. 

Until I could breathe again…. 

God is like that…. 

Walking beside us…sending us precious…tender….loving little reminders that  

HE IS WITH US…. 

Always 

In All Ways….

 

The Prayer

I pray you'll be our eyes
And watch us where we go
And help us to be wise
In times when we don't know

Let this be our prayer when we lose our way
Lead us to a place
Guide us with your grace
To a place where we'll be safe

La luce che tu hai
I pray we'll find your light
Nel cuore restera
And hold it in our hearts

A ricordarci che
When stars go out each night
L'eterna stella sei

Nella mia preghiera
Let this be our prayer
Quanta fede c'e
When shadows fill our day

Lead us to a place
Guide us with your grace
Give us faith so we'll be safe

Sognamo un mondo senza piu violenza
Un mondo di giustizia e di speranza
Ognuno dia la mano al suo vicino
Simbolo di pace e di fraternita

La forza che ci da
We ask that life be kind
e il desiderio che
And watch us from above

Ognuno trovi amore
We hope each soul will find
Intorno e dentro a se
Another soul to love

Let this be our prayer
Let this be our prayer
Just like every child
Just like every child

Need to find a place
Guide us with your grace
Give us faith so we'll be safe

E la fede che
Hai acceso in noi
Sento che ci salvera

 

This song is my reminder that He never leaves us…is always with us…..

His zorroant to us……our gift from one we do not see….

But, ONE we can know….

Deep, deep within our heart, our soul….our being…

Who will walk us to Zion….who will be our Zariba, our fortified camp and who will do it Zsiag….

Fabulously.

God go with you, sweetest daughter….

I love you as only your Mama can….

In His name….

With Thanksgiving in my heart

That he gave me a great gift….

In you.

Blessings,

Mama