As promised, I'm here to discuss more resume faux pas.
You shouldn't have a blanket resume you just send for every job posting you see. You should fashion your resume to fit the description of the job you're applying for. If I don't see key words like "customer service," or "team player," or any other descriptive that could be applicable for the job, I'm not going to give your resume a second thought. Please make your resume stand out (in a good way...don't send it in with blood on it or anything) and make me want to call you for an interview!
Learn how to attach a document to an email. When you cut and paste it just looks all cy-goggly and it's hard to read. Therefore...automatic "NO" pile.
If you've applied for a job, got an interview, and didn't get it, only apply for that job one more time. Everybody deserves a second chance. But, there was a reason we didn't pick you the first time. If you're not picked for an interview the second time, it's time to forget about said position.
Job posting is for Accountant. You send me a cover letter proclaiming how excited you are to be a teacher. Automatic "NO" pile.
If your email address is sk8ter4life@gmail.com or playfulpixie@yahoo.com: Automatic "NO" pile.
As I said in Part 1, email addresses are free, folks. If you have a silly, flirty, or just plain stupid email address, that's fine. Just don't put it on a resume. Get an email address strictly for business purposes.
Tuesday, March 31, 2015
Friday, March 20, 2015
ARE YOU HIRING?
By day, I am a Human Resources Director. I love my job. Great company. Great people. I want to preface this post by saying these are things I have observed over the years. None of these are about current employees. So to all my coworkers who are reading this (none of them are): you are in the clear. I won't write about you until you leave us!
THE APPLICATION PROCESS IS HALF THE BATTLE...
If you're going to drop off a resume with a potential employer, please dress appropriately. If you're walking in with dirty hair, no makeup (remember too much makeup can be even worse!), and blue jeans to drop off your resume, you might as well take that resume, wad it up, and throw it out the window. Because that's what I plan to do with it. Only I'll throw it in the trash. I don't litter.
Spelling. C'mon people. For the love of God, please proof read your resumes. If you don't know anyone who can proofread for you, take it to the library. People there usually know how to read. You'd be surprised how many people would be willing to help you! If I get a resume with a spelling error, it automatically goes in the "NO" pile. If you're not taking the time to double check something that could potentially impact YOUR ENTIRE LIFE then you're probably not going to double check your work either...which is a big problem.
Don't have someone that doesn't even know you call your potential employer to put in a good word for you. I seriously had someone call to recommend someone and they said: "I don't know her personally but I know her momma and daddy and they are both fine people. I'm sure they raised her right." Listen folks, this is true in many cases (my parents and me, for instance) but it's not true all the time. I know plenty of "fine mommas and daddies" who have raised pure heathens. They may think they're child is the best, but to everyone else, they are actually spawns of Satan himself. And then there are some of those fine parents who know their child sucks. I appreciate that they can admit that.
Speaking of your mother...don't make her call your potential employer. Don't make her email/mail your resume for you. Email addresses are free. Get one. Adults have their own email address. If I have any correspondence with you mother, that is only making one thing certain: YOU WILL NOT GET THE JOB.
That's enough for now. But there's plenty more to come!!
THE APPLICATION PROCESS IS HALF THE BATTLE...
If you're going to drop off a resume with a potential employer, please dress appropriately. If you're walking in with dirty hair, no makeup (remember too much makeup can be even worse!), and blue jeans to drop off your resume, you might as well take that resume, wad it up, and throw it out the window. Because that's what I plan to do with it. Only I'll throw it in the trash. I don't litter.
Spelling. C'mon people. For the love of God, please proof read your resumes. If you don't know anyone who can proofread for you, take it to the library. People there usually know how to read. You'd be surprised how many people would be willing to help you! If I get a resume with a spelling error, it automatically goes in the "NO" pile. If you're not taking the time to double check something that could potentially impact YOUR ENTIRE LIFE then you're probably not going to double check your work either...which is a big problem.
Don't have someone that doesn't even know you call your potential employer to put in a good word for you. I seriously had someone call to recommend someone and they said: "I don't know her personally but I know her momma and daddy and they are both fine people. I'm sure they raised her right." Listen folks, this is true in many cases (my parents and me, for instance) but it's not true all the time. I know plenty of "fine mommas and daddies" who have raised pure heathens. They may think they're child is the best, but to everyone else, they are actually spawns of Satan himself. And then there are some of those fine parents who know their child sucks. I appreciate that they can admit that.
Speaking of your mother...don't make her call your potential employer. Don't make her email/mail your resume for you. Email addresses are free. Get one. Adults have their own email address. If I have any correspondence with you mother, that is only making one thing certain: YOU WILL NOT GET THE JOB.
That's enough for now. But there's plenty more to come!!
Monday, September 16, 2013
Monday, July 29, 2013
In the Thunder...
I always look forward to opening my email to see what the K-Love Encouraging Word of the Day is going to be. In the midst of work emails, and tons of junk emails, this is the one email list I'm on that I actually read. In a busy world where I don't spend enough time with Him, this is my sacred 5 minutes of reflection and thankfulness for such an awesome God. Just to be clear: this is not the only 5 minutes I spend in His presence. I try to be in a constant state of prayer/thanksgiving throughout the day. This is just 5 minutes of studying the Word :)
Often, there are verses that seem to fit my current situation. If I've had a rough morning, I open the email to find "This is the day The Lord has made. I will rejoice and be glad in it" as the encouraging Word. If I'm overwhelmed, I find "Do not worry about anything..." Everytime this happens, I just have to smile and thank God for knowing me better than I know myself. He knows my every need, every desire, every thought and has proven to me over and over that He's got it under control.
This morning, the Encouraging Word of the Day is Job 37:5...
"God's voice is glorious in the thunder. We can't even imagine the greatness of his power."
On any normal day, this might not have spoken to me like it did today. But today, I just had to take an extra few minutes to give Him glory. Recently, it seems like so many people around me are battling with cancer. I have been earnestly praying and seeking The Lord for healing and encouragement on their behalf. Each situation is different in respect to the type of cancer and treatments, but ONE thing is constant: GOD. I can see Him at work in each one of their bodies. Tumors are shrinking; tumors are GONE; surgeries are successful; there are only minor side effects from treatments. I give HIM all the glory and honor and praise for these reports because HE is the ONE who made it happen. In the midst of their times of thunder, God's voice is glorious. Where we asked for the tumor to shrink, He made it disappear. Everything we've asked for, He's taken one step further just because He can. God really does have a sense of humor. He's probably just shaking His head at us and thinking "If they only knew what I could do, they'd be asking for a whole lot more than that!"
Father, I thank you for your Word. I thank you that you have us in the palm of your hand. And I thank you that your power is greater than we could ever think or imagine. I give you praise as my friends and family who are battling with cancer are being healed and delivered as we speak; that they're hearing your glorious voice in the thunder around them. I thank you that their testimonies will be used to exalt you and glorify YOUR NAME. In Jesus' mighty name. Amen.
Often, there are verses that seem to fit my current situation. If I've had a rough morning, I open the email to find "This is the day The Lord has made. I will rejoice and be glad in it" as the encouraging Word. If I'm overwhelmed, I find "Do not worry about anything..." Everytime this happens, I just have to smile and thank God for knowing me better than I know myself. He knows my every need, every desire, every thought and has proven to me over and over that He's got it under control.
This morning, the Encouraging Word of the Day is Job 37:5...
"God's voice is glorious in the thunder. We can't even imagine the greatness of his power."
On any normal day, this might not have spoken to me like it did today. But today, I just had to take an extra few minutes to give Him glory. Recently, it seems like so many people around me are battling with cancer. I have been earnestly praying and seeking The Lord for healing and encouragement on their behalf. Each situation is different in respect to the type of cancer and treatments, but ONE thing is constant: GOD. I can see Him at work in each one of their bodies. Tumors are shrinking; tumors are GONE; surgeries are successful; there are only minor side effects from treatments. I give HIM all the glory and honor and praise for these reports because HE is the ONE who made it happen. In the midst of their times of thunder, God's voice is glorious. Where we asked for the tumor to shrink, He made it disappear. Everything we've asked for, He's taken one step further just because He can. God really does have a sense of humor. He's probably just shaking His head at us and thinking "If they only knew what I could do, they'd be asking for a whole lot more than that!"
Father, I thank you for your Word. I thank you that you have us in the palm of your hand. And I thank you that your power is greater than we could ever think or imagine. I give you praise as my friends and family who are battling with cancer are being healed and delivered as we speak; that they're hearing your glorious voice in the thunder around them. I thank you that their testimonies will be used to exalt you and glorify YOUR NAME. In Jesus' mighty name. Amen.
Saturday, March 2, 2013
Dear Max: I Love You!
Today I learned of the passing of a young boy named Mitchell. I'm not sure of his age, or the name of the disease he suffered from, but it broke my heart. He had a Facebook page where his parents kept everyone updated on his status. I just happened upon his page when I saw one of my Facebook friends had "liked" his picture. This picture was of Mitchell and his mother. Mitchell looked as if he was sleeping, but his mother was just the opposite. She sat by his bedside holding his hand in hers as she kissed it while she had her other hand on his chest. Her eyes were closed as if she was praying, and though you couldn't really see all of her face, it was obvious she was heart broken. The caption on the picture informed us that Mitchell had passed around 1:30 in the morning and this picture was just taken about an hour before he took his last breath.
I've looked at this picture several times today. And each time I've cried a little bit harder. I can't imagine what this poor family has gone through. I can't imagine, as a mother, the hurt that she is feeling. I just looked at it again and Max caught me crying. He asked in the sweetest, most innocent voice, "are you sad?" All I could do was hug him and tell him how much I loved him. And how I will always love him. And how I thank God everyday that He gave me such a perfect little boy.
I never want to take this for granted. I sometimes get so overwhelmed with life that I forget how good I've got it. It's pitiful that it takes something like this to bring me back to reality, but I know God has already forgiven me for being so silly...and I'm so thankful for that.
I've looked at this picture several times today. And each time I've cried a little bit harder. I can't imagine what this poor family has gone through. I can't imagine, as a mother, the hurt that she is feeling. I just looked at it again and Max caught me crying. He asked in the sweetest, most innocent voice, "are you sad?" All I could do was hug him and tell him how much I loved him. And how I will always love him. And how I thank God everyday that He gave me such a perfect little boy.
I never want to take this for granted. I sometimes get so overwhelmed with life that I forget how good I've got it. It's pitiful that it takes something like this to bring me back to reality, but I know God has already forgiven me for being so silly...and I'm so thankful for that.
Saturday, December 15, 2012
December 14
Yesterday morning, I got mad at Max because he was being whiny. I yelled at him and put him in time out. Then I saw the horrible report of what was unfolding in Connecticut. My heart was broken. 20 children were the innocent victims of a lunatic. They hadn't done a single thing to deserve to die yesterday. They were children. Pure, innocent children with their whole lives ahead of them and that opportunity became impossible within seconds. I thought of those parents who sent their kids to school that day never imagining that it would be the last time they would see their precious child. And I felt awful for getting upset at Max for something so silly. I was away from him for most of the day but I found myself constantly thinking of him and how I couldn't imagine my life without him. I suddenly became thankful for the whines because that meant he was here with me.
Tragedies such as these are things I have never, nor will ever understand. I don't think God "let this happen" and I don't blame Him. I don't think God abandoned any of those innocent lives yesterday. I believe He was right there with them. He was there holding them and comforting them and not letting them feel any of the pain the gunman set out to inflict on them. People want to ask "Where was God?" but I am trusting that He was there the whole time. He said "I will never leave you nor forsake you" and I think He has proven time and time again that He is a man of His Word.
My thoughts have been consumed with this horrific situation since yesterday. My heart is so heavy for these families who have lost their loved ones. I've prayed prayers of forgiveness for feeling relieved that it wasn't me who had to deal with this first hand. I've prayed prayers of thankfulness for God's angels that have charge over His children. I've prayed prayers of comfort and peace for those families and also those of us who are feeling a little scared of what is going on in this world. I have prayed for the gunman because he had to have been in a dark, dark place to have done something like this.
I'll conclude this post the same way I concluded each of these prayers: God, I thank you that you are still God and are in complete control of this world. Allow us to see that You are here in this situation and every situation we face. Amen
Monday, February 6, 2012
Our First Trip to Koala Kuts
Disclaimer: I don't know why these pictures are turned sideways. They're the right direction everywhere else. Any suggestions on how to fix will be greatly appreciated :)
I took Max to Koala Kuts a couple of weeks ago for his first haircut. Those of you who know me know that this was a big deal. I was completely against cutting off those luscious locks of his because they were just so darn cute! And then, people started saying HE was "such a pretty girl" and I'd had enough. It wasn't until this picture though, that I finally made the decision: he needed a haircut...
So, off to Koala Cuts we went one rainy afternoon. The weather certainly matched my mood. It was a very melancholy moment for me. I knew getting his hair cut was going to take away that sweet baby look and I just didn't want that to happen. I asked the lady who was cutting his hair "Have you ever had a mom cry on you before?" She looked at me as if I'd asked her to stand on her head and cut his hair. "No (insert sideways glance/eye roll here)." I wanted to punch her but I refrained. "Oh, okay" was all I could muster up as a reply as I pushed my tears back a little farther. I knew she was lying. But I guess she was just trying to save my dignity by keeping me from breaking down in the middle of all those kids in their little Barbie Jeeps and Fire Truck seats. So instead of crying, I snapped this one last picture of his long hair…
Kudos to those ladies who work at Koala Kuts. It has to be the hardest job ever if other kids were as *not still* as Max was. He didn't cry. Nor did he act scared. But he wanted to get down and play with the other 50 kids in there. He jerked his head around the whole time. We bounced from seat to seat hoping to gain the least bit of focus from him but it only seemed to last about 2 seconds. She was so patient and then she generously handed her scissors over to another lady to finish the job she had started. She'd had enough. I felt awful but I was so pleased with the outcome. He still has his curls – only they are these tight, little course curls that I think he may be stuck with for life. I don't see these going away anytime soon away =D. This was one of the best pictures I could get with my phone. It normally doesn't stick up like this (only everyday), but this is one of the least blurry pictures I had. And that smile is just too cute not to post ;)
And this picture just makes me laugh…
Monday, January 23, 2012
My Beloved
I heard this song by Kari Jobe this morning on my way to work and I thought I was going to have to pull over I was crying so hard. It’s a love song from God. To us. It’s beautiful!
My favorite line in the song is “Come rest in me and be made whole.” It’s so crazy how we so often try to “fix” things on our own terms and our own time. But He tells us to bring it to Him. Rest in His peace and comfort and He will fulfill every need we could ever think of. And while He’s fixing it, He will fill that God-sized void so many of us are guilty of having. We aren’t made whole by money, material things, or even our family for that matter. We are not completely whole until we surrender to the Almighty God. It is then that He will bless us spiritually, financially, emotionally, and physically beyond anything we could ever think or imagine.
His love for us is immeasurable. He thinks we’re perfect. He wants to fulfill our every need. He wants to take our worries away. He wants us to be free. He wants us to spend time with Him and let Him love on us like no one else can. I hope this song blesses you as much as it did me :)
Monday, December 12, 2011
Home is Where the Heart Is
I'm glad to announce that we have finally bought a house!! We closed on it this past Friday and will be moving in after Christmas! We have been living with Lynn and Pam and are so grateful to them for their hospitality and generosity over this past year. So this blog is a tribute to them; without them we would have been throwing our money away on an overpriced apartment!
We moved in with them a couple of weeks before Max was born. When we came home from the hospital, Pam had transformed our bedroom into a nursery/living room/bedroom and I will be forever grateful to her for that. I can remember leaving the hospital and thinking: "I didn't set anything up for Max!" But when we got home, Pam had washed and folded clothes and put them up for me and had everything I needed at my fingertips. Throughout our year with them, she has washed a countless number of bottles and sippy cups to help me out. And of course, she helps watch Max when I need a break too. I thank God everyday that I have such a great mother in law. I couldn't have hand picked a better one!
Lynn completely spoiled me while we were there. The whole time I was home with Max before I went back to work, I never had to lift a finger. He cooked for me, and tended to my every need. Looking back, I don't know how I would have made it without him. It makes me teary-eyed to think of how he took such good care of me. He has continued to cook for us - I'm going to have to learn how to cook all over again when we move out! Just as Pam is a great mother in law, Lynn is an equally great father in law. He is so loving and kind, and goes out of his way to accommodate us .
Moving out is going to be bittersweet. We're excited to have a place of our own. But a little sad to be leaving Pam and Lynn and all the joy and comfort (and good food) they bring us. Even though this was not
our home in a legal sense, it is, and always will be "home" to us. I hope that one day Max understands how special this last year has been. We will certainly look forward to the many trips to Mamaw and Papaw's house in the future. While we can't wait to make memories in our own house, we will always treasure the memories at our first home together.
Thank you, Lynn and Pam, for sharing your home with us. The love you have shown us over the last year is overwhelming. We could never thank you enough for all you have done!!!
We moved in with them a couple of weeks before Max was born. When we came home from the hospital, Pam had transformed our bedroom into a nursery/living room/bedroom and I will be forever grateful to her for that. I can remember leaving the hospital and thinking: "I didn't set anything up for Max!" But when we got home, Pam had washed and folded clothes and put them up for me and had everything I needed at my fingertips. Throughout our year with them, she has washed a countless number of bottles and sippy cups to help me out. And of course, she helps watch Max when I need a break too. I thank God everyday that I have such a great mother in law. I couldn't have hand picked a better one!
Lynn completely spoiled me while we were there. The whole time I was home with Max before I went back to work, I never had to lift a finger. He cooked for me, and tended to my every need. Looking back, I don't know how I would have made it without him. It makes me teary-eyed to think of how he took such good care of me. He has continued to cook for us - I'm going to have to learn how to cook all over again when we move out! Just as Pam is a great mother in law, Lynn is an equally great father in law. He is so loving and kind, and goes out of his way to accommodate us .
Moving out is going to be bittersweet. We're excited to have a place of our own. But a little sad to be leaving Pam and Lynn and all the joy and comfort (and good food) they bring us. Even though this was not
our home in a legal sense, it is, and always will be "home" to us. I hope that one day Max understands how special this last year has been. We will certainly look forward to the many trips to Mamaw and Papaw's house in the future. While we can't wait to make memories in our own house, we will always treasure the memories at our first home together.
Thank you, Lynn and Pam, for sharing your home with us. The love you have shown us over the last year is overwhelming. We could never thank you enough for all you have done!!!
1st Birthday Party!!
Whew!! This weekend was Max's first birthday party and I am pooped but completely overwhelmed by the love that was shown to our baby boy this weekend! We had the party at church and sent out invitations via Facebook (because I'm cheap and didn't want to buy invitations). I just went through clicking the names of our closest friends and relatives and came to a total of 93 people! I couldn't believe that we had 93 people we wanted to share this wonderful occassion with (so glad I didn't actually buy invitations!) Of course, I knew that ALL of those 93 people couldn't be there, but I still wanted to include them. Just another reminder of how blessed and thankful I am to have such great friends and families!
I had received RSVP's from about 15 people so I figured by the time those 15 people bring their spouses and their kids, we would have around 30-40 people there. Counting Tyler, Max, and me, we had 58 people there! We couldn't believe that so many of our friends would take time out of their busy December schedules to celebrate a birthday for a 1 year old! Max was blessed with so many toys that I'm really glad we bought a new house (another blog on this later!) to store all of them in!!
I don't have any pictures of the party to post here yet, but I will post some soon. I was so busy during the party that I hardly had a chance to take any! The ones that we did take were a little blurry so that makes me want a new (good) camera to capture all of these priceless moments (Tyler, if you're reading this, this is your blaringly obvious hint at what I want for Christmas!)
For those of you who made it to the party, I could never tell you how much it meant to us to have you there! I wish I would have been able to visit with each of you more, but I hope you understand! Each of you are so special to us and we are so blessed to have you in our life!!
I had received RSVP's from about 15 people so I figured by the time those 15 people bring their spouses and their kids, we would have around 30-40 people there. Counting Tyler, Max, and me, we had 58 people there! We couldn't believe that so many of our friends would take time out of their busy December schedules to celebrate a birthday for a 1 year old! Max was blessed with so many toys that I'm really glad we bought a new house (another blog on this later!) to store all of them in!!
I don't have any pictures of the party to post here yet, but I will post some soon. I was so busy during the party that I hardly had a chance to take any! The ones that we did take were a little blurry so that makes me want a new (good) camera to capture all of these priceless moments (Tyler, if you're reading this, this is your blaringly obvious hint at what I want for Christmas!)
For those of you who made it to the party, I could never tell you how much it meant to us to have you there! I wish I would have been able to visit with each of you more, but I hope you understand! Each of you are so special to us and we are so blessed to have you in our life!!
"A hug is worth a thousand words. A friend is worth more."
Thursday, December 8, 2011
A YEAR TO REMEMBER
First of all, I want to say 'HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!!' to our sweet Max. It's so crazy to think that I have a ONE YEAR OLD! I remember the day he was born like it was yesterday...
I can remember telling my mom that I felt "different" the day before Max actually entered the world, but couldn't exactly pin point what it was. Then the contractions started. When I told Tyler I thought I was having contractions, he denied it and said it was the footlong hot dog I'd had from Dairy Dart earlier that day. I went upstairs and was surprisingly calm, even though I knew my life was about to change in a BIG way! Of course the contractions never let up and after staying up all night, Tyler finally accepted that we may need to go to the hospital. I didn't even have a bag packed. Even though I was almost two weeks past my due date, I didn't have a bag packed. That's just how I roll.
When we got to the hospital, they checked to see if I was dilated. I just knew that I had to be at least 5 or 6 cm. Wrong. 1 cm. 1 CM?!?! After the horrible, painful contractions I had been experiencing for about 13 hours now, I was only 1 cm?!!! I was so discouraged. At this point, the contractions were awful. I hadn't slept at all and everytime one would come I had to throw up. It was not fun. About 2 or 3 hours later, the nurse came in to check again and I was at 5 cm. At that point, she said the most magical words: "Let's get you an epidural. I never saw that HUGE needle they shoved in my spine, but after the pain of the needle, I never felt another thing until that night! I'll spare the gross details but we finally met our little man at 3:49 pm on December 8, 2010.
He was absolutely perfect and it was love at first sight. They put him in my arms and I swear it was like he was looking into my soul. We couldn't take our eyes off of each other. I was taking in each and every wrinkle, hair, and birth mark on his body. I was his mother and he was my perfect baby boy. It still makes me cry to think about that day and all the emotion I was feeling. Tyler and I didn't have a clue what we were doing (and still don't) but there is one thing we know: we still love our Max just as much as we did the moment we met him. We thank God for him every day. We thank God for the plans He has for Max and the blessings He will pour out on him throughout his life.
Happy Birthday Max! We're so glad God chose us to be your parents!!!
I can remember telling my mom that I felt "different" the day before Max actually entered the world, but couldn't exactly pin point what it was. Then the contractions started. When I told Tyler I thought I was having contractions, he denied it and said it was the footlong hot dog I'd had from Dairy Dart earlier that day. I went upstairs and was surprisingly calm, even though I knew my life was about to change in a BIG way! Of course the contractions never let up and after staying up all night, Tyler finally accepted that we may need to go to the hospital. I didn't even have a bag packed. Even though I was almost two weeks past my due date, I didn't have a bag packed. That's just how I roll.
When we got to the hospital, they checked to see if I was dilated. I just knew that I had to be at least 5 or 6 cm. Wrong. 1 cm. 1 CM?!?! After the horrible, painful contractions I had been experiencing for about 13 hours now, I was only 1 cm?!!! I was so discouraged. At this point, the contractions were awful. I hadn't slept at all and everytime one would come I had to throw up. It was not fun. About 2 or 3 hours later, the nurse came in to check again and I was at 5 cm. At that point, she said the most magical words: "Let's get you an epidural. I never saw that HUGE needle they shoved in my spine, but after the pain of the needle, I never felt another thing until that night! I'll spare the gross details but we finally met our little man at 3:49 pm on December 8, 2010.
He was absolutely perfect and it was love at first sight. They put him in my arms and I swear it was like he was looking into my soul. We couldn't take our eyes off of each other. I was taking in each and every wrinkle, hair, and birth mark on his body. I was his mother and he was my perfect baby boy. It still makes me cry to think about that day and all the emotion I was feeling. Tyler and I didn't have a clue what we were doing (and still don't) but there is one thing we know: we still love our Max just as much as we did the moment we met him. We thank God for him every day. We thank God for the plans He has for Max and the blessings He will pour out on him throughout his life.
Happy Birthday Max! We're so glad God chose us to be your parents!!!
Monday, November 28, 2011
Thankful
What a great Thanksgiving weekend! I think I ate all there was to eat. I swore I would never eat again after all of the delicious calories I consumed this weekend but that vow usually doesn't last.
This was Max's first Thanksgiving so we had so much to be thankful for this year. He really kicked it up a notch on his walking skills this weekend. He was EVERYWHERE! People keep telling me that once he starts walking I better have my running shoes on to keep up with him. Somehow though, I think it's easier to keep up with him. He's not really into anything (yet) but just wants to walk around and explore. I was worried he might destroy my aunt's Christmas tree but he never even acknowledged it was there (so this means we may be able to have a Christmas tree after all!). It's so funny to watch his little legs take him wherever he wants to go. He's still a little wobbly, but getting more confident by the minute as he is now able to bend down and pick something up without falling. It's crazy to me how he learns so quickly. One day he can't do something and the very next day, he's a professional. Blows my mind.
Back to Thanksgiving. I enjoyed seeing Facebook posts throughout the month of November about what people were thankful for. It's nice to see such gratitude from so many people. I saw some pretty insightful posts and some pretty shallow ones as well, but that's okay. I just wonder how many of these people who posted every day in November will continue to show their gratitude and thankfulness throughout the year. Thanksgiving is a wonderful holiday and a great time to reflect on those things that we are thankful for, but why should we only do it one month of the year?
The Bible says we should be thankful in everything we do:
I hope your Thanksgiving was wonderfully blessed. And I hope the rest of your year is too :)
This was Max's first Thanksgiving so we had so much to be thankful for this year. He really kicked it up a notch on his walking skills this weekend. He was EVERYWHERE! People keep telling me that once he starts walking I better have my running shoes on to keep up with him. Somehow though, I think it's easier to keep up with him. He's not really into anything (yet) but just wants to walk around and explore. I was worried he might destroy my aunt's Christmas tree but he never even acknowledged it was there (so this means we may be able to have a Christmas tree after all!). It's so funny to watch his little legs take him wherever he wants to go. He's still a little wobbly, but getting more confident by the minute as he is now able to bend down and pick something up without falling. It's crazy to me how he learns so quickly. One day he can't do something and the very next day, he's a professional. Blows my mind.
Back to Thanksgiving. I enjoyed seeing Facebook posts throughout the month of November about what people were thankful for. It's nice to see such gratitude from so many people. I saw some pretty insightful posts and some pretty shallow ones as well, but that's okay. I just wonder how many of these people who posted every day in November will continue to show their gratitude and thankfulness throughout the year. Thanksgiving is a wonderful holiday and a great time to reflect on those things that we are thankful for, but why should we only do it one month of the year?
The Bible says we should be thankful in everything we do:
It also says we should praise and give thanks at all times:Be thankful in all circumstances, for this is God’s will for you who belong to Christ Jesus1 Thessalonians 5:18
Through Him, therefore, let us contantly and at all times offer up to God a sacrifice of praise, which is the fruit of the lips that thankfully acknowledge and confess and glorify his name. Hebrews 13:15I'm not saying everybody should have a Facebook post every day of the year listing something they're thankful for, but it's important that we give credit where credit is due. Jesus died for us so that we wouldn't have to go through a lot of the garbage we often find ourselves in. That's a pretty significant sacrifice. If our only sacrifice is to continually say "thank you God," I think we may have gotten the better end of the deal.
I hope your Thanksgiving was wonderfully blessed. And I hope the rest of your year is too :)
Tuesday, November 15, 2011
Happy Halloween :)
I'm late on this one too but who cares. Nobody reads this but me anway!
Max just experienced his first Halloween. I will be the first to tell you that I hate Halloween and everything that comes along with it. But...I loved seeing Max in his monkey costume!!! He was such a cutie pie!
And here he is handing out candy at our church's Trunk or Treat. He didn't actually hand it out, but it looks like he is in this picture. I love this boy more and more everyday!!
Happy Veteran's Day!
So I'm a little late on this post, but this is honestly the first chance I've had to post anything since I started this blog. But I think every day should be dedicated to our Veterans so I'm officially declaring this day as Veteran's Day too :)
I recently had the wonderful opportunity to visit Arlington National Cemetery. All I can say is: WOW! I knew there were a lot of soldiers and war heroes buried there, but I had no idea the impact it would have on me. It was such a humbling experience to stand there and look at rows and rows of tombstones marking the graves of over 300,000 soldiers. Especially moving was the Changing of the Guard at the Tomb of the Unknowns. It was so formal and carried out with such respect. It broke my heart to think of those soldiers who gave their lives without any individual dedication. And it broke my heart for the families of those soldiers as well, not knowing the fate of their fallen loved ones. It was a lot to take in knowing that all these brave men and women died so I could live in a country where I'm free to worship an awesome God; free to work; free to love; free to live.
So to all of you veterans out there, past, present, and future, I could never write, say, or do anything to show you how grateful and appreciative I am to you. All I can say is this: Thank you for your selflessness. Thank you for your dedication to our great nation. And thank you for our freedom.
I recently had the wonderful opportunity to visit Arlington National Cemetery. All I can say is: WOW! I knew there were a lot of soldiers and war heroes buried there, but I had no idea the impact it would have on me. It was such a humbling experience to stand there and look at rows and rows of tombstones marking the graves of over 300,000 soldiers. Especially moving was the Changing of the Guard at the Tomb of the Unknowns. It was so formal and carried out with such respect. It broke my heart to think of those soldiers who gave their lives without any individual dedication. And it broke my heart for the families of those soldiers as well, not knowing the fate of their fallen loved ones. It was a lot to take in knowing that all these brave men and women died so I could live in a country where I'm free to worship an awesome God; free to work; free to love; free to live.
So to all of you veterans out there, past, present, and future, I could never write, say, or do anything to show you how grateful and appreciative I am to you. All I can say is this: Thank you for your selflessness. Thank you for your dedication to our great nation. And thank you for our freedom.
Thursday, September 29, 2011
Welcome!!
Hi there!! Welcome to my very first blog post ever! You are about to embark on an amazing journey with me and I'm so happy that you're here :)
I've been wanting to blog forever now after reading a few of my Facebook friends' blog. To be honest with you, the only thing that has kept me from it was a good title. You may think I'm crazy, but I have contemplated over the title of this blog for months now! I wanted it to be something fun and clever, but meaningful at the same time. I tried to think of my favorite songs, books, movies, bible verses. And I had it: My Cup Runneth Over
In thinking of a title for this blog, I did some major reflecting on my life and the many blessings God has given me and my family through the years. I have a wonderful husband, amazing parents and in-laws, the best brother and sister anyone could ask for, and life long friends that have been there with me through it all. Last, and certainly not least, I have the sweetest little boy, Max, who brings me more joy than anything in the world.
Besides the people that I have been blessed with, God has provided so many other blessings - so many I can't even count. I am overwhelmed with His love and mercy everyday because I certainly don't deserve it at times. Through this blog you'll learn more about me and my family and will understand why I chose "My Cup Runneth Over" as the title :)
For now, I'll end this post with a picture of my beautiful family taken a few short months ago. Thankfully, my sister in law, Lisa Dotson, is an amazing photographer and she captures so many special moments for us. Again, thank you for stopping by and I hope to see you again soon!!!
I've been wanting to blog forever now after reading a few of my Facebook friends' blog. To be honest with you, the only thing that has kept me from it was a good title. You may think I'm crazy, but I have contemplated over the title of this blog for months now! I wanted it to be something fun and clever, but meaningful at the same time. I tried to think of my favorite songs, books, movies, bible verses. And I had it: My Cup Runneth Over
In thinking of a title for this blog, I did some major reflecting on my life and the many blessings God has given me and my family through the years. I have a wonderful husband, amazing parents and in-laws, the best brother and sister anyone could ask for, and life long friends that have been there with me through it all. Last, and certainly not least, I have the sweetest little boy, Max, who brings me more joy than anything in the world.
Besides the people that I have been blessed with, God has provided so many other blessings - so many I can't even count. I am overwhelmed with His love and mercy everyday because I certainly don't deserve it at times. Through this blog you'll learn more about me and my family and will understand why I chose "My Cup Runneth Over" as the title :)
For now, I'll end this post with a picture of my beautiful family taken a few short months ago. Thankfully, my sister in law, Lisa Dotson, is an amazing photographer and she captures so many special moments for us. Again, thank you for stopping by and I hope to see you again soon!!!
Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over. Psalm 23:5
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