Living with full hands

The smell of fresh dough almost always on the counter. Little noses can't resist the smell and their little tummies can't wait till the biscuits are done.
My hands busy preparing meals and teaching little ones to cook.

The mess is always worth the out come.

Staying up late to watch the nutcracker, getting ice cream and hot chocolate, and riding around looking at Christmas lights, remembering to slow down and see this season through the eyes of my children. My arms full of little boys and girls who love to snuggle.







Yeah, life gets messy sometimes but it's well worth the work.

Everyday being his wife and being their mommy is work but I signed up for it and I plan on finishing well.
Its not how you start that's so important it's how you finish that counts. I'm not working myself out of a job. I plan on working until I die. My hands being useful. My hands always eager to help others.

Being useful to those who need me. Complacency kills the creativity that God intended for us to have. When I'm busy it keeps me out of trouble.:)



One of the most said comments to me when I'm out is, "you have your hands full". yes, I do and
unfortunately women have decided  that having your hands full is a bad thing.
Everyone is working towards an easier life and that easy life draws you away from the very heart of God.
The service of loving and being dependable. Caring for others and doing for others is being lost in our world for that easier life. 
It's always about our comfort and what we can handle. What do we know about handling things? We have food and clean water and a home. We have cars and doctors. We are the rich and the poor live better then us because it draws them to the Lord. The African people are some of the happiest people I have ever been around. They rejoice because of their Lord not because their life is easy.
Our richness and our working toward an easier life draws us only towards ourselves....Ironic..
So I will continue to live with hands full..As full as the Lord will allow and keep myself dependent on the only one who can see me through another day.