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Some of my people

Isn’t it crazy how hard life is? Most days I feel like I’m barely scraping the bottom of a broken barrel, trying to survive. One thing that I have realized since I have reached the “marvelous thirties,” is that we need “our people.” These people I speak of are the friends or acquaintances we have made along the way, that have helped us even when we didn’t realize it. You know that person you met at your first job that you immediately became besties with or that friend you met at church that always has the words you need to hear at the moment you need to hear them the most? These are our people! I never thought about it until now, but wow! How in the world would I have made it without them?
Some of my “people” that have helped me, do not even realize they have. That’s the beauty of it! The friend that gave me advice on raising kids and growing older; the friend that sat and listened intently to my breaking heart; the friend that felt like a mother to me, but encouraged my walk with Christ; the friend that just made me laugh all of the time; the friend that has recently come into my life and filled a void I didn’t even realize was there. These are my people.
It is funny how God has a way of placing these people in our lives at the perfect time…but then again, he is God! If you don’t know who these people are in your life, take a minute to think of people you have met in your lifetime, that have made an impact on your life. I bet it won’t take you long to realize who your people are. Thank you, God, for my people and new “people,” in my future.

Storms

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Hurricane Zeta has come and gone and left a trail of trees and debris everywhere. Most people in town are dealing with power outages and praying it will turn back on quickly. Some people are having to cut up trees and figure out costs for the repairs they need. As I sit here tonight, I am thanking God so much for keeping the worst of the storm away from my home and family. Our power flickered a few times, and we may have some limbs in the yard, but that is it. We are so fortunate tonight.

At seven this morning, as I was heading to work, the storm was coming into our county. The wind was starting to blow harder, and the rain was coming down heavy. The thirty-five-minute drive I usually take felt like an eternity. The more I traveled, the worst it got. The wind was blowing my car all over the road, and I could barely see the lines; the time hasn’t changed yet, so it looks like it’s midnight at seven AM. I have never felt more afraid than I did this morning while I was driving. My hands were gripping the steering wheel so hard, they hurt. At one point, I felt myself having a little panic attack because I was so scared.

I turned up my radio to try and drown out my fearful thoughts, and this song came on that immediately cleared my mind and gave me peace. It is called Peace Be Still, by Hope Darst. The lyrics start with, “I don’t wanna be afraid every time I face the waves, I don’t wanna be afraid, I don’t wanna be afraid, and I don’t wanna fear the storm, just because I hear it roar, I don’t wanna fear the storm, I don’t wanna fear the storm.” Y’all, I was in tears because I knew it was God taking the fear away.

When scary things happen in our lives, we tend to tense up and think negative, fearful thoughts, but we don’t have to. God is bigger than any storm in our lives, not just weather-related storms, but storms in our life. We need only to be still and let him handle it. God reminded me of that this morning. The chorus of the song goes, “Peace be still, say the word and I will, set my feet upon the sea, ‘til I’m dancing in the deep, peace be still, you are here so it is well, even when my eyes can’t see, I will trust the voice that speaks.” Oh my gosh, those lyrics are powerful!

Tonight, as your battling the remnants of the storm, Zeta, or a storm in your life, do not fear. God is bigger than any storm or problem; you need only to be still and let him handle it. I love each one of you, and I’ll be praying for every storm you are facing today, tomorrow, or in the days to come.

Much love,
Chelsea

The Day After

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Good morning, friends! It’s the day after our camping trip, and I am so glad I decided to take this day off from work. I have so much to do around the house and camper; I wish I could snap my fingers and have a maid standing in front of me. Alas, it looks like I’m the only candidate here. It would be so helpful to be like the fairy tale princesses; I could open my window, sing a little tune, and all the animals come to my rescue of house cleaning. Yeah, that won’t happen either. If I sing a song out of my window, I’ll get weird stares from the neighbors.

I love taking trips away but, I dislike the extra cleaning that comes after. This trip was so fun and relaxing until the day we had to pack up our RV. We woke up to heavy rain and knew it was going to be a disaster. I don’t know if you have ever packed a camper in the rain, but it is not fun! Let me just put it in perspective for you. Everything is wet and muddy, so when you fold it up to put it away, you then must dry it off or take a chance on mold setting in later. Every time you walk outside, your feet get muddy, so as your walking into the RV, the floors are getting wet and muddy. To clean the black tanks on a camper, you have to run a hose through a window to get to the toilet. Well, you guessed it, the hose is wet and muddy too and is laying on top of everything as it runs through the window.

By the time we got everything packed and the RV hitched, we were wet and dirty, well not my husband; he used a Poncho and was dry (insert eye roll). We then headed to the zoo to spend another four hours out in the rain. Yippee! Kidding; even though it rained most of the zoo trip, we had a great time. It made my heart smile to see my kiddos excited about seeing the animals.

Today, I’ll scrub all the dirt and mud out of the camper and get it nice and shiny again. Everything will be back in its place and ready for our next adventure. One thing I won’t be able to scrub away is the memories and laughter made. That stays for a lifetime.
Well, I don’t see any animals with mops headed my way, so I better get to cleaning. I hope y’all have a wonderful Monday!

Much love,
Chelsea

Camp Life

Our camper
My sweet babies

Happy Saturday, friends! I am sitting outside under an awning with the breeze blowing and the view of campers all around me. We are camping this weekend in Asheboro, NC. It is our third camping trip since we bought our first camper, and it gets better and better. I love how it takes us away from the real world and gets us close to nature for a few days. We are only a couple of hours from home, but it feels like we are a million miles away from real life like school, work, etc. That is what I love about camping.

Campground beauty

So far, the weather has been good. We may get some rain tomorrow, but for now, we will enjoy the sunshine and 75-degree weather. This morning we did a walk around the campground, checking out sites and stuff to get into later. The kids did the jumpy pillow and played on the playground, and then we took a nature walk down by the creek. It was beautiful. I kept saying, oh my gosh, this is so pretty! I love this time of year. The leaves are changing, and God shows his fine artwork.

A pretty sight from our walk

This evening the kids will get dressed up and do some trick-or-treating around the campground, and they have a hayride and haunted house we will check out too. It sounds like a perfect Saturday to me. Tomorrow we plan to go to the Zoo for Boo at the Zoo. Hopefully, my kids will rack up on enough candy to not have to do much trick-or-treating next weekend. I am not sure our town will do much trick-or-treating with covid going on.

Well, friends, I am about to grab a snack and enjoy some quality family time. I hope you all have a wonderful weekend.

My family minus one dog

P.S. Life is short; enjoy your family while you can.

Much love,

Chelsea

Lady loves the camp life

Denying Christ

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I had a discussion with my mom this past weekend about “denying Christ.” I thought the only way you could deny Christ was if someone asked if you believed in Jesus, God, or Heaven, and you say no. I did not realize there was another form of denying Christ, but there is.

After the discussion with my mom, I decided to do a little searching and investigating to find out what else was a form of denying Christ. I found this article that asked the question, To Deny Christ- What Does It Mean? I thought yes; this is the exact question I was asking. After doing some reading, I found my answer. It said: the way most often used to deny Christ is to profess Christianity, then fail to live up to it. Wow!! That hit me hard. I have been in church my whole life and, I have never (that I can recall) heard anyone say that you deny Christ when you claim to be a Christian but do not act the part.

I don’t know about ya’ll but, I felt some conviction on that one. How many times do we walk around talking about God or go to church and mimic the moves of a Christian, but when it comes down to it, we don’t live up to the Christian standards. I’ll be the first to admit I am guilty.

As Christians, we are to aim to be Christ-like in every area of our life. Jesus loves and forgives. He’s honest and compassionate. If we aren’t living up to those same standards of Godliness, then the power of the Holy Spirit is denied in our lives. And as the article says, “to deny the power of the Holy Spirit is to deny Christ.”

After I read this article, I did some thinking and praying. If I claim to be a Christian, I want to act like a Christian and allow the Holy Spirit to take over my life. I want to love as Jesus loves, forgive like Jesus forgives, and walk as Jesus walked upon this earth. I pray each one of you will search your heart and ask yourself, are you denying Christ?

Much love,

Chelsea

The article I got my information from was: “To Deny Christ – What Does It Mean?” Bethel Church of God. https://www.bethelcog.org/

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Craft Axe Throwing

I hit the bulls eye!

I never thought I was the type of girl who would enjoy throwing an ax at a target on a wooden wall but have I surprised myself. Friday, my husband, my sister, and brother-in-law, and I had a double date night. After dinner, we decided we would try out ax throwing.
We went to this place called Craft Axe Throwing, located in downtown Spartanburg. When we walked in, I noticed it was a small building, but very upbeat. You could hear music playing and the sound of axes being thrown and hitting a wall. People were laughing and having a grand ole time.

After paying the hourly rate of $20 per person for one hour, we followed a worker over to our dedicated lane. He talked to us about ax throwing and showed us the proper and safe way to throw the ax. We then lined up to do a few practice throws with the worker. I thought this was a very safe idea considering how dangerous it can be. My first try at throwing the ax was very nerve-wracking.

Me about to throw the ax

My family stood behind watching, along with the worker; I picked the ax up and lifted it above my head, and tossed it as hard as I could through the lane towards the target. As I watched it soar through the air, I thought, “this isn’t that hard,” my ax hit the wall, bounced off, and smacked the ground. Okay, maybe I was wrong. I then had to do the walk of shame down the lane to pick up my ax and walk back while everyone was staring at me. It was embarrassing; I’m not going to lie.

my hubby throwing the ax

I walked back, got back in position, and tried again. This time my ax flew across the lane and hit the target and stuck. Woo Hoo, I can do this! That feeling of hitting the target was exciting. I was ready to do it again. For the next hour, we got to throw the ax as much as we liked. They had a book with several games you could play against each other, or you could throw the ax and keep up with your score. That’s what we decided to do.

My brother-in-law

With the four of us, we got about two rounds done within our hour. I ended up with a third place in the first round and second place in the second round. Not too shabby for a girl who had never thrown an ax before. I enjoyed my first time trying ax throwing. I would recommend giving it a try. Even if it isn’t something you are really into, you’ll be surprised how fun it is when you get the hang of it. I did think $20 was a bit much for one person to throw an ax for an hour, but I would pay it again.

My sister

COVID Fat

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Is anyone else struggling with COVID weight loss like I am? I was doing so well at the beginning of the year before the pandemic started. I was working out more, I was watching what I was eating, life was grand, and my jeans fit. Fast forward six months, now I am about ten pounds heavier, no motivation, and my leggings are creating muffin tops, not good. Luckily, Winter is upon us, and I’ll be able to hide the muffin tops with hoodies and sweatshirts (thank you, Jesus).

I know I’m not the only person struggling with this because I’ve heard others complaining about the same situation. It’s like COVID brought laziness and lack of motivation along with the sickness into America. I am trying to get back on the weight-loss train, but it keeps speeding past me while I shove another cookie in my mouth.

If you are one of the luckier people who have maintained your weight and your motivation throughout this pandemic, please give us slackers tips on what to do to get back on track. I have started cutting sweets out of my diet as well as watching my carb content, and I’m starting to feel a tiny bit better than I was, so hopefully, this is a start to getting out of the COVID trance I’m in.

However, I do see some hurdles in the future because the lovely holidays are coming up, and it’s hard to turn down the candy, the turkey and stuffing, and pumpkin pie. Oh my. Maybe I should go ahead and give up for 2020—there’s always 2021, right?

Much love,

Chelsea

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LIEBSTER BLOGGER AWARD

Rules:

  1. Thank the blogger who nominated you.
  2. Answer the 11 questions the blogger asked you.
  3. Nominate 11 bloggers.
  4. Ask your nominees 11 questions.
  5. Notify your 11 nominees.

I can not say how honored I am to be nominated for the Liebster Blogger Award. Wow! Thank you so much HILL STUDY CENTER for this nomination. I am a new blogger and this nomination is very much appreciated. If you have not done so already, go check out Hill Study Center’s blog. Her writing is so interesting and encouraging. You can check out her blog here: https://hillstudycenter.wordpress.com/.

Here are the questions from Hill Study Center:

1. What do you do apart from blogging?

I am a wife and mom of three so I spend lots of time with my husband and children. We love camping so whenever we get the opportunity, we load up and head out of town to do a little R & R. I also love to do a little reading and shopping!


2. How do you get inspired to write?

I write about things that interest me or things that are on my heart. I am just starting out so I’m real new at this, but I’ve learned to jot down notes when I think of new things to write about. I also write about past experiences. I find that a lot of people can relate to things I’ve already been through, and I hope I can help at least one person through my writing.


3. What have you learned from the covid-19 pandemic?

I have learned to slow down and enjoy the moment. I am usually in full speed mode and miss out on so much that’s going on around me. This pandemic has made me slow down and become more aware of what is going on. I have spent more time with my children and husband and made memories that will last a lifetime.

4. Have you visited any African country? If yes, share a brief experience.

I have not, but I would love to. Hopefully I can make this happen at least one time in my life.


5. What is your view on the blogging community?

I had no idea until recently that a blogging community was a thing. I feel like I have been missing out on something awesome. I love the support that everyone gives and how new friendships are made through blogs.


6. Looking back on your 1st post as a blogger, would you say that you have grown over the years?

I am new at this, so it has not even been a month since I wrote my first blog, but I do feel like my writing is improving with each new post. I hope to gain knowledge and improve my writing skills by observing everyone’s blogs in the community.


7. What is your favorite breakfast meal?

Pancakes and bacon with a big cup of coffee 🙂


8. What movie would you love to watch over and over again?

This is a hard question because there are so many movies I love, but if I had to choose one I would pick, 13 Going on 30. It is so good! If you love a good chick flick, this is a great one.


9. What’s your favorite sport?

I am not too big into sports, but I like to watch Football games the most. My favorite football team is the Panthers!


10. When do you write?

During the week I write in the evenings because I am at work during the day. On the weekends, I usually write in the morning while I have my coffee.


11. What’s your favorite car brand?

Definitely a BMW. I don’t own one, but we leased one not too long ago and I fell in love. I love how sporty and classy they are. Plus they go super fast and that is a perk too!

My nominees for the Liebster Blogger Award are:

  1. https://sherylslight.wordpress.com/
  2. https://asamomblog.wordpress.com/
  3. https://artofcoursevanakkamisbetterthanhandshakes.wordpress.com/
  4. https://bitsoflifeonline.wordpress.com/
  5. https://herlifeplushormones.wordpress.com/
  6. https://wildflowercornerstone.wordpress.com/
  7. https://thehomeschoolprojectpodcast.com/
  8. https://epichsn.com/
  9. https://101newschooling.com/
  10. https://bloghannahelizabeth.com/
  11. https://dadsgreatesthits.com/

My questions for the nominees:

  1. What is your favorite book?
  2. What do you wish to obtain from your blog?
  3. What is your favorite candy/chocolate?
  4. Other than blogging, what do you like to do for fun?
  5. What is your favorite season?
  6. What is your favorite vacation destination?
  7. Would you rather live in a small town or a big city?
  8. If you could travel to any place in the world, where would you go?
  9. What is your favorite food?
  10. Where do you get your ideas for blog posts?
  11. What is your favorite movie?

Intuition

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That sinking feeling in the gut of your stomach that tells you something is wrong. Most people call it intuition, but you can call it whatever you want. I know it’s a literal pain that has you questioning if what you feel and think is what is real or made up in your mind. You start looking for clues and question every move. You don’t know if you should continue or walk away.

I have felt this “intuition” many times in my life. It’s not a great feeling to have. You try to figure out why you feel the way you do, but don’t want to shake the boat if there isn’t a reason to. Most people say, trust that feeling, it won’t steer you wrong. I wish I could say the people were wrong.

As humans, we don’t like pain or heartache. We try every way possible to protect our heart from the things we know can shatter it, so when that “feeling” hits, we immediately put our guard up until the coast is clear. We won’t put our guard down until we know either the truth or reason, we had the intuition, or until we feel safe again.

Albert Einstein says, “The intuitive mind is a sacred gift.” intuition helps us figure out inconsistencies and warn us when there may be a problem. I wish I could say that the times I felt this gut-wrenching feeling, nothing came of it, but I would be lying. The truth is, if you feel like something is not quite right, trust it. I believe God blessed us with this ability for a reason.

I would love to hear your thoughts or stories about your intuitions. Feel free to share.

Much love,

Chelsea

Rainy Day

View from my porch

Happy Saturday, friends! It’s a rainy, dreary morning in my neck of the woods. The weatherman says we will likely have rain all weekend due to Hurricane Delta passing by. Usually, I would be irritated at the sound of rain all weekend, but I’m kind of relieved. It’s been a long week of working and running a household, and the rain gives me an excuse to be restful.

I live out in the country where the chickens roam the neighborhood, you can smell someone burning something most of the time, and it’s peaceful. This morning I decided to sit out on my porch swing and take in the sounds. It’s so magical. I can hear the dripping of the rain on the leaves, birds chirping, a rooster crowing in the distance, and occasionally the sound of a passing car. It’s a perfect morning to relax and unwind.

Taking time for myself is key to my health. All week long, I am rushing, rushing, rushing, but on the weekends at least one of the days, I try to take some time for me. I need that time to clear my mind, let go of stress, and get mentally ready for the next week. My kids need it to; I can be a better mom when I take breaks.

Some ways I like to relax and unwind are:

  • Sit outside alone and clear my mind
  • Take a long hot bath
  • Read a book
  • Listen to some music
  • Take a drive down some back roads

I challenge each one of you to do something for yourself next week. I promise you will feel so much better and will get more accomplished after your mental break. Sit outside and listen to nature, go to the mall alone, do crosswords or puzzles, whatever you enjoy that clears your mind.

I hope you all have a wonderful Saturday!

Much love,

Chelsea

Another view from my porch

Pregnancy & Infant Loss Awareness

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A lot of people think of different things when they think of October. Some may think of Halloween, some may think of pumpkins, scary movies, or costumes, others may think of Christopher Columbus. I think of all those things plus one more—babies! You see, October is the National Pregnancy and Infant Loss Awareness Month. During October, we take time to remember those who have lost a baby. Either while in the womb or while the baby was an infant. This awareness is something very dear to my heart.

Statistics say, 1 in 4 women will lose a baby during pregnancy, delivery, or infancy; I am the one in four. I have lost three babies during pregnancy. I was nineteen years old when I first felt the sting of losing a baby. At sixteen weeks pregnant, I was about to find out what the gender was when things took a terrible turn; I ended up at a hospital hearing the worst news of my life; my baby did not have a heartbeat and, I was in labor. My heart sank to the floor; all I could do was cry. You see, I had never held this baby in my hands, I had never kissed that baby’s face, but I loved that baby more than my own life. Unfortunately, this would not be the last time I felt the pain of losing a baby.

After my miscarriage, I got pregnant again, months down the road, and ended up carrying the baby to term. God gave me my precious rainbow baby, Landon. When Landon was a year and a half, I found out I was pregnant again; this was a huge surprise! We were not planning on having another baby quite so soon, but we were still thrilled! Before we could even start picking out names or nursery colors, I started experiencing the same type of symptoms I had with my first miscarriage. A few days later, the doctor confirmed, I had miscarried again. You would think the second go-round would not be as hard as the first, but the pain still cut to the core.

I was twenty-two years old when that wave of pain hit again. I was engaged to my now-husband and was planning a wedding when I found out I was pregnant. We were overjoyed and continued with our wedding plans. About six weeks later, after we returned from our honeymoon, I found out once again, the baby I was carrying had passed. I was devastated. This pain was something I had felt before, and I knew what to expect, but nothing prepares your heart as it breaks for this new life that has slipped through your fingers. All I could think was, it was me. It was my body rejecting my babies. The doctors ran tests but could give me no explanation of why I kept having miscarriages. I honestly thought I might never be able to carry another child to term.

Today as I write this, I can say the Lord has been so good to me. He blessed me with three beautiful children. After my last child, I went in to have my tubes tied. While the doctor was performing the procedure, she noticed I had a lot of scar tissue around my tubes and got concerned. She brought me back into surgery a few weeks later to do a complete removal of my tubes; to check for cancer. I did get good results back from the test, but the doctor said something to me that I’ll never forget. She said I don’t know how you had three babies. You should have never been able to carry a baby with that amount of scar tissue around your tubes. I knew right away where my three blessings came from; It was the one who numbered the stars in the sky and told the ocean how far it could go.

If you are the one in four like me, know that you aren’t alone. I know the pain you have felt and the burden you carry. I wish I could say it gets better, but I will always hurt when I think of my three angel babies. I would love to know what they look like and if they act like me, but I know that they’re in the arms of Jesus, and one day I’ll get to meet them all.

Much love,

Chelsea

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