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    Self Esteem vs Self Respect

    Last weekend was cold.  Cold and rainy.  The kind of weather that makes you want to curl up in front of a fire with a cup of hot chocolate and a good book.  Instead I was at a soccer tournament for my ten-year old.  Three games over Saturday and Sunday 90 minutes from home.  Three games of pure determination on our boys’ parts.  Three games of ‘Go, Avon, Go!’  … Three losses. Continue Reading about how to turn the loss into a win, Self Esteem vs Self Respect But that doesn’t necessarily make this mom sad:  * The relationships that those boys are making out there on the field, the friendships…

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    A Reflection of my Own Stress

    I was running a morning errand when I saw the car screaming in reverse down the driveway. I tapped my brakes not knowing if she saw me. She slammed on hers to avoid hitting me.  I saw the 2nd grader in the back seat, her daughter.  I could see the mom YELLING at her daughter.  Hands were in motion, up in the air.  Mom was flabbergasted over something.  It was 8:05am and I knew that kids were considered tardy if they arrived after 8:10am and we live about 5 minutes from the school.  It was easy to draw conclusions but I don’t know what was happening exactly in the car that followed…

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    Praying for My Children

    Praying for our children, it is one of the most important things that I feel a mother can do for their sons and daughters.    Sometimes though I’m at a loss of words, a jumble of thought, even a perceived lack of time.  However, I ran across this printable 31 Biblical Virtues to Pray for Your Children that has added new life to my prayer life. Source: keepingitpersonal.com via Leanne on PinterestI printed off this very nicely done list of biblically based virtues which we want our children to grow into and foster.  Then I placed it on my frig right above our water dispenser at eye level.  31 Virtues, 31 Days in the month, heaven…

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    God of Hosts Protect, Support and Endue our Soldiers

    My prayer for this morning and every morning: (click on image for larger view) – Leanne from MilitaryAvenue.combyLeanne KocsisonSunday, November 06, 2011Email ThisBlogThis!Share to TwitterShare to FacebookShare to PinterestMilitary Life:Leanne,prayer,Sermon Notes

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    Sermon Notes: Praying for My Sons

    I pray for the sick, those in the need, even for the future of my children (professions, spouses, choices they will make in years to come).  But I rarely pray for my children in the present, here and now.  Today there was a subtle nudge that I need to be better about that. *E*, received his 3rd grade Bible in front of our church congregation this morning.  He stood in front of the same congregation he was baptised in front of eight years ago.  This was the same church-family who agreed to raise him in our family of faith.   There we stood eight years later praying for him and thirty of his peers.  This mother’s…

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    Mentorship in Marriage

    39 years ago today, I wasn’t but a sparkle in my mom’s eye as she walked down the aisle in her beautiful white dress on her dad’s arm. Her focus, my dad, her future! My future. My children’s future. I have been blessed. Since that wedding day the Lt. and Mrs. became Mom and Dad to three children, me and my two younger brothers. They took their family where the military sent them, far from their own families. They relied on each other, friends around them and the grace of God. Their three children grew up, got married and had children. Dad has retired from the Air Force after thirty-years…

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    That Still Small Voice

    This morning got off to a late start. Hubs and I began to awaken at about 8:45am with Baby Boy nestled comfortably between us. (The Rubber Band Effect) We needed to be out the door for church at 9:00am. Didn’t look like that would happen. So we decided we would hit the 11:15am church service, instead of arriving frantically late at the 9:30am service. Since 11:15 isn’t our usual church service we decided to let the kids sit with us, instead of going to Sunday School with a different group of kids than usual. They enjoyed the sounds of the band, but five-year old *C* was fidgeting from the get-go.…

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    Definition of Family

    Family … it can have a lot of meanings. Moms, Dads, Children, Aunts, Uncles, Grandparents, Nieces, Nephews, Cousins. All are family… and over the past couple weeks I have seen them. Hugged them. Cherished them. We spent time at my folks’ house, over the river and through the woods. (It is not a road trip of epic miles … but with a family of six it can be a few hours, a bit of “Are we there yet?”, and quite a few “MOM, I have to go to the bathroom!”s. While we were at Mom and Dad’s the grandchildren put on their own nativity scene, we ate /too/ much (always…

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    Postpartum Depression

    Postpartum Depression … I’ve lived it, breathed it, been held tightly in its grasp wondering when I’ll be allowed to come up for air. Eight years ago was a very dark period of my life. I did suffer from depression after my first son, Baby *E*. I spoke to my OB/GYN at my 6 week check-up and was put on an antidepressant. I am thankful for the medication but in many ways I wish there was more to it then that. I wish there was some sort of six-week required psychological counseling, not just a “be sure to see a counselor if it gets worse” from my doctor. The medication…

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    Taking a Baseball Bat to Cancer

    Sometimes life throws curve balls. I didn’t even know that I was up to bat! It was so hectic and now I see bases are loaded and I am NOT going to strike out, or walk or punt (wait… that’s the wrong sport!) See… I really didn’t know I was in the game. And then whoosh something flew at me and caught my breath.I think it was fear. But just like one pitch, it was thrown at me trying to get me off center, trying to get me to go after it, jerk away from it, recognize it and not ignore it. I did.Whoosh… next came uncertainty. How can I…