Showing posts with label Jack. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Jack. Show all posts

Monday, August 4, 2014

basic

feeling thankful
this morning
and isn't this basic
to
the
walk?
i will give thanks to you, 
Lord
with all my heart; 
i will tell of all your 
wonderful 
deeds:
hank home from ten weeks of running and yes, drill sergeanting
a generous gift-that-helps-so-much
jack's wide smile 
husband in the kitchen
tomatoes and squash and cantaloupe and corn
dogs that guard the tomatoes and squash and cantaloupe and corn
sunrise, every day
and
music that points me to the one who 
gives
all
good 
gifts

what are your thankfuls today?

linking with  kellilaurajenjenniferbarbiesharita


Monday, July 28, 2014

on time and why i hate her

my second son, jack and his cousin, zoe
time,
that mercurial enemy,
is indifferent to
our toddlers' adorability*
the additional hours we want with our dads
graying hair
failing bodies
and
waiting
she pushes us headlong-and-fast into futures
we cannot fathom
and stands
utterly
still
when the wait is too much
and she never, ever
shows
us
mercy
in this moment?
i see toddlers grown
and
feel time slow as i wait, wait, wait
for the older to come home
and time?
she never, ever
shows
us
mercy

*(adorability is not a word? it should be.)

what is your relationship with time?

linking with  kellilaurajenjenniferbarbiesharita

Friday, February 21, 2014

on smallering my pride

there's a chance i need to
smaller
my
pride
(yes, i just created a word)
this is jack-the-freshman's
wrestling venue for the weekend
so.stinking.exciting.
and
he worked hard
for this big-mat-state-championship-opportunity
but
in my school world
i see kids who work just as hard
but never
make the team
or
get the medal
or
win
and i'm humbled this morning
thinking of jack's God-granted gifts
of
strength
agility
dedication
humility
and remembering his work in jack's life
smallers
my
pride

is there an area in which you need to smaller your pride?

linking with lisa-jo and barbie today.

Monday, August 12, 2013

how crying will make me a biblical mom. really.

dear sons,

it's august now and
you're both freshmen
and
i want to give you a
be-sure-to-brush-your-teeth-every-day
kind of list
but you probably have it memorized
so you get an old testament story instead
it's those israelites,
they've been freed from an exile
by cyrus, king of persia
and ezra's author writes that they
made a beginning
i love that,
made a beginning
it's certain and hopeful, you know?
a foundation for god's house,
that's what the israelites were building,
and they began
after two years of prayer and sacrifice and worship
and they began
in accordance with god's commands
and
i want you to make beginnings like that,
certain
hopeful
god-centered
and when you've made those beginnings
i'll do what god's children did,
sing and praise 
he is good,
for his steadfast love endures forever
but, ummmmm,
there's also a pretty big chance of crying, too
when i leave you at the university, hank
when i send you off to high school, jack
the elders in ezra chapter three did
they wept for what had passed
so really, if when i cry
i'm biblical a biblical mom
boom

how about you? making any beginnings in your life? do tell.

linking with -

michelle for hear it monday, use it on sunday, heather for just write,  joan for sharing his beauty, laura for playdates with godjennifer for tell his story, jen for soli deo gloria, barbie for weekend brew

Monday, July 29, 2013

proud and afraid and deeply so

biblical kings
are chronicled in the old testament -
old king out
new king in
his age at coronation
how long he reigned
and....
his mom's name
i'm sure they were so proud,
these king moms,
hanging on every decree
keeping mental lists of accomplishments
but did they worry, too?
that their boys
wouldn't keep up with laundry
might play too much ping pong or music or disc golf
develop scurvy-because-they-won't-eat-fruits-and-vegetables-without-reminders
choose baals over the living god
i'm sending mine
(not to thrones or battle)
but
one to college
one to high school
i'm proud and deeply so
i'm afraid and deeply so
but
there are mercies for these days
and
i'm satisfied and deeply so


how about you? what are your days bringing? in what ways do you take heart?

linking with -

michelle for hear it monday, use it on sunday, ann for 1000 giftsjoan for sharing his beauty, laura for playdates with god, jennifer for tell his story, jen for soli deo gloria, my freshly brewed life and kat for titus 2 tuesdays

Monday, June 24, 2013

fever, australia and a chris mug

a thankful list is in order this morning....

for jack's fever coming down
for chris and team safely in australia
for hank's music
for fox darting roadside in the cool morning
for chocolate-chip-cookie-ice-cream-nutella second breakfast
for squash ready on vine
for forty-seven hours without finding lizard poop near the fridge
for this retro chris chris chris coffee mug
for this word, a david-prayer that i'm feeling today -
who am i, o lord,
and what is my house
that you have 
brought
me
thus
far?

what are your thankfuls this morning?

linking with -

michelle for hear it monday, use it on sunday, ann for 1000 giftsjoan for sharing his beauty, laura for playdates with god, jennifer for tell his story, jen for soli deo gloria, my freshly brewed life and kat for titus 2 tuesdays

Saturday, June 22, 2013

why you should always wear shoes to the pool

because someone might get
weirdly chilled
and complain about
muscle pain
and
headaches
and that boy might have
experienced a tick bite in the last week
so you might have to go to
urgent care
and
then to the pharmacy
and
on the way home
in your slightly panicked state
you might decide that the
important, lost church papers
are inside one of the six library books
you turned in that morning
so
you will want shoes on for dashing around
the fiction and nonfiction stacks
not finding those papers
but
you can slip those shoes off once your child
is home and properly doxycyclined
and
you have found the papers on the
fourth time looking through the
extra-table-pile-of-mail....
i'm just sayin'

*please pray for jack to respond to the antibiotics

Friday, January 18, 2013

on why i cherish....wrestling?

(my hank is in gold)
photo credit
the prompt is cherish
and i guess i could describe the
fire in the fireplace
sunrise-over-snowscape
solitude and coffee
that morning has granted
but
my first thought was actually....wrestling?
you see
hank was able to watch his younger brother
for the first time on tuesday
(a pin!)
and then off to the high school for the reverse
(a decision!)
and after hank won
jack slipped down to sit beside him
on the bleachers
and i could see the backs of their heads
side
by
side
talking-not-fighting
a future sight of
brothers-as-friends
and
yes. this i cherish.

linking with -

the gypsy mama for five-minute-friday, michelle for caffeinated randomness, studio jru for sneak peek friday, grace for FYBF, beholding glory for faith-filled friday

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Monday, January 7, 2013

us, last night

my girl, the one i mentor
click here to check out her new blog:)
i sat at table with four teens
last night
(a walt-whitman-miracle)
the olders reminiscing middle school
while i busied myself with not
worrying
their futures frayed
before they even embark
and
one guest was my girl, the one i mentor,
a college student
wise with words
and
beautiful to the core
i still can't answer all her questions
i still can't advise her every move
but
i can listen and understand
and
marvel at her
jesus-strength

continuing to count his gifts to 1000-

886. my family of four at the dinner table
887. my girl, the one i mentor, she started a blog!
888. chickens following me about the year
889. dog following me about the yard
890. cat following me about the yard
891. nieces requesting a privette lunch at bojangles
892. rosemary sprigs in old blue jars
893. anxiety lifted
894. hawk on fence post
895. bluebird alighted on branch
896. husband's calls when he is away

 linking with -

michelle for hear it monday, use it on sunday, ann for 1000 gifts, emily for tuesdays unwrapped,
joan for sharing his beauty, laura for playdates with god, jen for soli deo gloria and kat for titus 2 tuesdays

Thursday, December 13, 2012

shooting the half

it's winter and
the friday night lights are dark
the stadiums empty
it's winter and
the mats are rolled out
across the gym floor
it's winter and
the wrestling is constant
at home
the father, the sons
they talk it
practice it
watch it
cross face, break him down, shoot the half
ya know,
under the christmas tree....
and
maybe i'm a novice with the language
maybe i don't know what to yell at a match
maybe i have a very real fear that the tree will crash
but
this father, son, brother time?
sigh. long, contented, happy sigh.

linking with -

jen for god bumps, joy for life:unmasked, emily for imperfect prose, grace for FYBF, michelle for caffeinated randomness and studio jru for sneak peek friday

Friday, November 23, 2012

the family missions thank you

writing for five minutes on thank you -

like the men in white asked the disciples
why do you stand looking
i heard a
 months-ago whisper
go, take the boys
and the whisper became a shout 
so we ordered passports

but this trip to our dominican friends
didn't make financial sense
at.all.
and so the thanks -
to
our family
my faculty
my readers
who donated money, sports equipment, books, paper, crayons
who bought cd's and books and cookies and cake

so our boys could
paint
lead music
love
and learn sacrifice
god raised you up to bring forth the harvest
thank you


linking with -

the gypsy mama for five-minute-friday
studio jru for sneak peek friday
grace for FYBF
beholding glory for faith-filled friday

Monday, November 12, 2012

what the rain says

there's a gentle rain
tapping the roof
it's the only sound
and
it's after
a college visit with older son on saturday
and
it's after
an eleven-boy sleepover last night
there's a gentle rain
tapping the roof
it's the only sound
and it's
reminiscent of god's
great
provision
there's a gentle rain
tapping the roof
it's the only sound

what does rain say to you?

continuing to count his gifts to 1000 -

824. jack's good friends
825. hank's good decisions
826. north greenville university
827. husband checking on sleepover boys
828. husband cooking sausage
829. my siblings
830. email and text messages
831. my girl, the one i mentor, turning 19

linking with -

michelle for hear it monday, use it on sunday, ann for 1000 gifts, l.l. for on, in, and around mondays

Wednesday, October 24, 2012

on dirty socks and family missions

these boys?
they're mine
sure, they leave dirty socks on the floor
and
kind of never put away clean clothes
and, yeah, they leave the cap off the toothpaste
but
they make music like this
it's what matters
and
we're taking them to the
dominican republic soon
to build a library
to teach english
to share jesus
this week marks the last of middle school soccer
this week marks the last of high school football
my boys are moving on
but their music
but their hearts
these matter most
and
i
am
proud

would you consider participating in our trip? keep reading....

my older son wrote, composed, rehearsed and recorded ten songs with a friend for his senior project this year. you can listen to a sample here. my younger provided percussion while the older is on guitar and vocals. if you find it enjoyable, and if you want to contribute to our trip, please consider emailing me. we're selling the cd's to raise money for this venture. i'm asking $10, which will cover shipping and a donation of $6. my email is kendalprivette@yahoo.com. thank you, friends.

linking with -

jen for god bumps, joy for life:unmasked, emily for imperfect prose, grace for FYBF, michelle for caffeinated randomness and studio jru for sneak peek friday

Friday, August 10, 2012

why i love packing lunches

writing for five minutes on connection

the second day of school has arrived
in its dark, tired way
but
i perk up for lunch-packing
yes, my boys are teens
and i still pack their lunches
i've given over other chores to them
laundry
bathroom
dishes
but making their sandwiches
and zipping them into bags
connects me to them
makes me part of their day
i'm not ready to give that away
ummmm, but will someone email me
this post on a
cold, rushed winter morning
when the thoughts
of spreading crunchy peanut butter
on three sandwiches
or touching ham at 5:30 am
is more than
i can stand?
thanks.


and ps - my husband is coming home today from a month away with wycliffe bible translators. i'm a little excited!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

linking with -

the gypsy mama for five-minute-friday
beki at the rusted chain for fingerprint friday
studio jru for sneak peek friday

Wednesday, August 1, 2012

wednesday night news, verklempt and a prayer for sons

  • my dog, moses, has hurt my feelings. he's been trekking down the mountain to my brother-in-law's house to hang out with their dog and their kids and their red tire swing. and i feel bereft and not enough, but lucy snapped this pic. how can i stay mad at this, my favorite dog ever?
  • i found myself verklempt when i heard my husband's voice on the phone last night - all the way from papua new guinea! the team is well and will be home in nine days.
  • i came upon this, one of paul's prayers, today. and i made it for my sons because what better plea could i lift up for those guys?
i have not stopped giving thanks for you
(hank and jack)
remembering you in my prayers
i keep asking that the god of our lord jesus christ
the glorious father
may give you the spirit of wisdom and revelation
so that you may
know
him
better

so what's going on in your life? what prayers do you take from scripture to pray for your loved ones?

linking with:

jen for god bumps, joy for life:unmasked, grace for FYBF, faith links, carina for i am thankful, beki at the rusted chain, michelle for caffeinated randomness and studio jru for sneak peek friday

Monday, June 25, 2012

on riffs and slushies and near

was feeling aimless and sweaty
on the couch last night
when hank came in to play this thing
he composed on his guitar
and here my nearly seventeen year old
football playing
baseball playing
shaved head
muscly
boy
sat on a stool
and played a riff
so quiet i had to incline my head
and played a riff
so beautiful i had to leave the room
lest someone see me cry
and
i don't know how these boys,
like sunrises,
surprise me everyday
but god in his infinite
wisdom
knew i would need them,
anchors for this drifting summer,
beside me on the new pew
around the dining room table
in quicktrip choosing slushies,
near

677. a lunch box made of duct tape
678. blackberries from my forest
679. dog and cat making friends
680. chickens fertilizing the yard
681. my girl - seeing her after a long time of not
682. sunrise on the garden
683. isaiah 61 - a cornerstone text

linking with -
michelle for hear it monday, use it on sunday, ann for 1000 gifts, l.l. for on, in, and around mondays

Wednesday, March 28, 2012

the second teenager

jack working on the chicken coop
your voice sounded thirteen
when you answered me this morning
and this is
unfathomable
because you should be twenty inches long
and sleeping in my arms
your smile is infectious
your energy boundless
your love for jesus apparent
and
your leg must be hollow
because where is all this
food and milk going?
but do you know what
brings your mother honor,
birthday boy?
the smiles
the high fives
the fist bumps
you offer me at school
as if it's cool to have your mom
teach on your hall
this?
makes me match your smiles
happy birthday, jack

linking with:

jen for god bumps
joy for life:unmasked
kimberly for painting prose
beki at the rusted chain for fingerprint friday
studio jru for sneak peek friday

Friday, January 27, 2012

there is tender at 5:45

writing for five minutes on tender

on school days my alarm
awakens me at
4:53
and the game. is. on.
shower, coffee, lunches, breakfast
but
there is tender at 5:45
i could trade it for another
alarm
i could save myself the
trouble
but
there is tender at 5:45
i touch shoulders
i gently shake
it's time to get up
the long breath
the leg stretch
sometimes my knees buckle
with the weight of it
with the joy of it
this motherhood
and then the ensuing
too-long showers
hurrying along
forgetting cleats
remembering homework unfinished
needing money
but
there is tender at 5:45

linking with:

jen for god bumps
joy for life:unmasked
emily for imperfect prose
lisa-jo for five minute friday
beki at the rusted chain for fingerprint friday
studio jru for sneak peek friday

Friday, November 11, 2011

not sure what i expected

writing for five minutes on unexpected

i don't know what i
expected
the wiggling little infants
the boys wrapped in baby blankets
i don't know what i
expected
the toddlers building towers
watching little bear and blues clues
i don't know what i
expected
but
they
grew
up
and the voices are deep
and they hold doors for me
and they pray out loud their thanks for me
i don't know what i
expected
but i don't have babies anymore
i have young men whose company i
enjoy
i have young men who make me
laugh
i have young men who love god above
all
and it seems so unexpected

i have a post here today as well!
for some great reads today, check out these ladies:

emily at imperfect prose
lisa-jo for five minute friday
beki at the rusted chain for fingerprint friday
studio jru for sneak peek friday

Sunday, September 25, 2011

one hour

my husband in the pulpit
speaking of wycliffe and treasure
my girl, the one i mentor,
beside me on the pew
my son, jack,
sharing a hymnal with me
karrie's baby girl, addie,
sleeping on my lap
son, hank, across town
playing lead guitar
at a church plant
and
i am so full
i am close to undone
for where your treasure
is
there your heart
will be
also

and for these i am thankful-

343. rain that kept us home from soccer for a day
344. fun for my students at a block party
345. husband who volunteered to help at the block party
346. hot peppers and new recipes
347. messy kitchen
348. a new writing opportunity for me

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michelle for hear it on sunday, use it on monday