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		<title>Persistence: My Word for 2017</title>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>The Christmas presents have all been opened, the grandparents have all been visited, the cousins have been played with, and the tree&#8230;..well, the tree is still up. It&#8217;s pretty. I&#8217;m reluctant to take it down. And today is New Year&#8217;s Eve. Time to pick a goal, a resolution, a plan!!! Or as my adorable little boys say, &#8220;It&#8217;s time for our New Year&#8217;s revolution!&#8221; That makes me smile every time. So did you set goals? I have goals in mind, [...]</p>
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										<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>The Christmas presents have all been opened, the grandparents have all been visited, the cousins have been played with, and the tree&#8230;..well, the tree is still up. It&#8217;s pretty. I&#8217;m reluctant to take it down.</p>
<p>And today is New Year&#8217;s Eve. Time to pick a goal, a resolution, a plan!!! Or as my adorable little boys say, &#8220;It&#8217;s time for our New Year&#8217;s revolution!&#8221; That makes me smile every time.</p>
<div id="attachment_8663" style="width: 497px" class="wp-caption aligncenter"><img data-recalc-dims="1" fetchpriority="high" decoding="async" aria-describedby="caption-attachment-8663" data-attachment-id="8663" data-permalink="https://storiesofourboys.com/2016/12/31/persistence-my-word-for-2017/meebie/" data-orig-file="https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/12/meebie.jpg?fit=1600%2C1200&amp;quality=89&amp;ssl=1" data-orig-size="1600,1200" data-comments-opened="1" data-image-meta="{&quot;aperture&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;credit&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;camera&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;caption&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;created_timestamp&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;copyright&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;focal_length&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;iso&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;shutter_speed&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;title&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;orientation&quot;:&quot;0&quot;}" data-image-title="meebie" data-image-description="" data-image-caption="" data-medium-file="https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/12/meebie.jpg?fit=859%2C644&amp;quality=89&amp;ssl=1" data-large-file="https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/12/meebie.jpg?fit=860%2C645&amp;quality=89&amp;ssl=1" class="wp-image-8663" title="Persistence: My word for 2017" src="https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/12/meebie.jpg?resize=487%2C365&#038;quality=89&#038;ssl=1" alt="Persistence: My word for 2017" width="487" height="365" srcset="https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/12/meebie.jpg?resize=1000%2C750&amp;quality=89&amp;ssl=1 1000w, https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/12/meebie.jpg?resize=768%2C576&amp;quality=89&amp;ssl=1 768w, https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/12/meebie.jpg?resize=1252%2C939&amp;quality=89&amp;ssl=1 1252w, https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/12/meebie.jpg?resize=300%2C225&amp;quality=89&amp;ssl=1 300w, https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/12/meebie.jpg?w=1600&amp;quality=89&amp;ssl=1 1600w" sizes="(max-width: 487px) 100vw, 487px" /><p id="caption-attachment-8663" class="wp-caption-text">I may not have daughters, but I have adorable nieces.</p></div>
<p>So did you set goals? I have goals in mind, but this year I&#8217;m focusing more on this word: <strong>persistence.</strong></p>
<p><strong>For me, that&#8217;s about persisting in what I know is the right thing to do, even when I&#8217;m not seeing immediate results.</strong> I&#8217;m often guilty of throwing in the towel when results aren&#8217;t as big and quick as I want them to be. I get bored with a thing and move on to another. That&#8217;s not a highly productive way to live.</p>
<div id="attachment_8664" style="width: 511px" class="wp-caption aligncenter"><img data-recalc-dims="1" decoding="async" aria-describedby="caption-attachment-8664" data-attachment-id="8664" data-permalink="https://storiesofourboys.com/2016/12/31/persistence-my-word-for-2017/fisi/" data-orig-file="https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/12/fisi.jpg?fit=1600%2C1200&amp;quality=89&amp;ssl=1" data-orig-size="1600,1200" data-comments-opened="1" data-image-meta="{&quot;aperture&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;credit&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;camera&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;caption&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;created_timestamp&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;copyright&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;focal_length&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;iso&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;shutter_speed&quot;:&quot;0&quot;,&quot;title&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;orientation&quot;:&quot;0&quot;}" data-image-title="fisi" data-image-description="" data-image-caption="" data-medium-file="https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/12/fisi.jpg?fit=859%2C644&amp;quality=89&amp;ssl=1" data-large-file="https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/12/fisi.jpg?fit=860%2C645&amp;quality=89&amp;ssl=1" class="wp-image-8664" title="Persistence: My word for 2017" src="https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/12/fisi.jpg?resize=501%2C376&#038;quality=89&#038;ssl=1" alt="Persistence: My word for 2017" width="501" height="376" srcset="https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/12/fisi.jpg?resize=1000%2C750&amp;quality=89&amp;ssl=1 1000w, https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/12/fisi.jpg?resize=768%2C576&amp;quality=89&amp;ssl=1 768w, https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/12/fisi.jpg?resize=1252%2C939&amp;quality=89&amp;ssl=1 1252w, https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/12/fisi.jpg?resize=300%2C225&amp;quality=89&amp;ssl=1 300w, https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/12/fisi.jpg?w=1600&amp;quality=89&amp;ssl=1 1600w" sizes="(max-width: 501px) 100vw, 501px" /><p id="caption-attachment-8664" class="wp-caption-text">Fishing takes persistence too. The boys enjoyed fishing this Christmas, but they didn&#8217;t catch anything this time.</p></div>
<h3>I want to be more persistent:</h3>
<p><img data-recalc-dims="1" decoding="async" data-attachment-id="8665" data-permalink="https://storiesofourboys.com/2016/12/31/persistence-my-word-for-2017/img_4485-3/" data-orig-file="https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/12/IMG_4485.jpg?fit=3264%2C2448&amp;quality=89&amp;ssl=1" data-orig-size="3264,2448" data-comments-opened="1" data-image-meta="{&quot;aperture&quot;:&quot;2.2&quot;,&quot;credit&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;camera&quot;:&quot;iPhone 5s&quot;,&quot;caption&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;created_timestamp&quot;:&quot;1479575308&quot;,&quot;copyright&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;focal_length&quot;:&quot;4.15&quot;,&quot;iso&quot;:&quot;400&quot;,&quot;shutter_speed&quot;:&quot;0.066666666666667&quot;,&quot;title&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;orientation&quot;:&quot;1&quot;}" data-image-title="IMG_4485" data-image-description="" data-image-caption="" data-medium-file="https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/12/IMG_4485.jpg?fit=859%2C644&amp;quality=89&amp;ssl=1" data-large-file="https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/12/IMG_4485.jpg?fit=860%2C645&amp;quality=89&amp;ssl=1" class="wp-image-8665" title="Persistence: My word for 2017" src="https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/12/IMG_4485.jpg?resize=481%2C361&#038;quality=89&#038;ssl=1" alt="Persistence: My word for 2017" width="481" height="361" srcset="https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/12/IMG_4485.jpg?resize=1000%2C750&amp;quality=89&amp;ssl=1 1000w, https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/12/IMG_4485.jpg?resize=768%2C576&amp;quality=89&amp;ssl=1 768w, https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/12/IMG_4485.jpg?resize=1252%2C939&amp;quality=89&amp;ssl=1 1252w, https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/12/IMG_4485.jpg?resize=300%2C225&amp;quality=89&amp;ssl=1 300w, https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/12/IMG_4485.jpg?w=1720&amp;quality=89&amp;ssl=1 1720w, https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/12/IMG_4485.jpg?w=2580&amp;quality=89&amp;ssl=1 2580w" sizes="(max-width: 481px) 100vw, 481px" /></p>
<h4>-With Bible reading and prayer</h4>
<p>I have found this to be most effective when done in the morning, and mornings are rough when you are raising children. One thing I am working on is getting up earlier to get this done before the morning rush, but when I fail to get up early, Bible time has to move to 8am, and that&#8217;s okay. Late is better than not at all.</p>
<h4>-As a wife</h4>
<p>The hardest part for me sometimes is just being &#8220;nice.&#8221; Bahhhh. Niceness. But niceness is extremely important in a marriage, in any relationship. I want to be right more than I want to be nice. I actually need to stop being so persistent about being right!</p>
<h4>-As a mom</h4>
<p>The hardest part for me is sticking with a plan. I&#8217;ll assign chores, and I&#8217;ll make sure everyone&#8217;s dong their assigned chores for about a week, and then I start to slide, especially about the &#8220;kitchen helper&#8221; chore. They need to do it. It&#8217;s good for them. I need to persist in making sure they are there to help me with dinner and not be lazy by doing it myself.</p>
<p>Yes, sometimes simply doing it yourself is actually the lazy way out. Training a tot to do a job is much more work than just handling it for them.</p>
<p>I need persistence with discipline too. It&#8217;s such a drag, but the kids are so much more pleasant to be around when you do it consistently instead of hit and miss.</p>
<h4>-As a blogger</h4>
<p>There should be a schedule. Posts should come out like clock work instead of so very mixed bag. I know there should be a schedule. I can&#8217;t promise a schedule, but I will make one. I can&#8217;t promise to stick to it, because I am a scatter-brained, free-spirited mom of four.</p>
<h4>-As a writer</h4>
<p>I&#8217;m hoping to enroll JD in part-time pre-school a couple of days per week. This will help me get more writing done, and I can start going to the dentist again.</p>
<h4>-With my health</h4>
<p>I&#8217;m using a Fitbit Charge II to help me get into better patterns this year, and I&#8217;m loving it.</p>
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<h4>-With my house</h4>
<p>I&#8217;m good about getting dinner cooked each night, and Alan has now taken over the laundry. That goes a long way. However, I need to be more persistent about spending an hour or two  each day cleaning house. Yes, in our phase of life it requires that.</p>
<p>So who&#8217;s ready for 2017? What would you like to accomplish this year? Do you have a word? Our pastor gave us a list on Christmas day of words we could pick from. It was a helpful list. I lost that list, and I can&#8217;t remember them all. Persistence was on there. I think it had several fruits of the spirit, so I will do my best to re-construct the list:</p>
<h3>Words to Focus on for 2017:</h3>
<p>faith</p>
<p>hope</p>
<p>love</p>
<p>faith</p>
<p>persistence</p>
<p>joy</p>
<p>peace</p>
<p>goodness</p>
<p>self-control</p>
<p>kindness</p>
<p>Happy New Year&#8217;s! I hope it&#8217;s a happy one! I&#8217;d love to hear about your goals.</p>
<p>Did you blog about your goals? Link up below. We&#8217;d love to read it!</p>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 02 Jan 2015 19:45:04 +0000</pubDate>
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					<description><![CDATA[<p>Christmas vacation was exactly what I think I needed. It was so refreshing to spend time with our families. I was horribly selfish. I slept late every single morning. No, really. One day, I actually slept until 1:00pm. No kidding! I did almost no work at all. None. I sat on sofas, opened presents galore, drank copious amounts of flavored coffee and let other people chase J.D. around. You can&#8217;t pour sweet tea from a broken pitcher, and this Momma [...]</p>
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<p>Christmas vacation was exactly what I think I needed. It was so refreshing to spend time with our families. I was horribly selfish. I slept late every single morning. No, really. One day, I actually slept until 1:00pm. No kidding! I did almost no work at all. None. I sat on sofas, opened presents galore, drank copious amounts of flavored coffee and let other people chase J.D. around.</p>
<p>You can&#8217;t pour sweet tea from a broken pitcher, and this Momma pitcher just needed to stop for a few repairs.</p>
<p>At one point, on Christmas Day, Alan and I were sitting in Alan&#8217;s grandparents&#8217; living room with all of the adults. I&#8217;m not sure you know how unusual this is for parents of &#8216;littles&#8217;:  Alan and I were sitting, together, in a room with adults!</p>
<div id="attachment_4389" style="width: 645px" class="wp-caption aligncenter"><a href="https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/01/IMG_4852.jpg?quality=89&#038;ssl=1"><img data-recalc-dims="1" loading="lazy" decoding="async" aria-describedby="caption-attachment-4389" data-attachment-id="4389" data-permalink="https://storiesofourboys.com/2015/01/02/this-year/img_4852/" data-orig-file="https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/01/IMG_4852.jpg?fit=2625%2C2726&amp;quality=89&amp;ssl=1" data-orig-size="2625,2726" data-comments-opened="1" data-image-meta="{&quot;aperture&quot;:&quot;3.4&quot;,&quot;credit&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;camera&quot;:&quot;Canon PowerShot SX500 IS&quot;,&quot;caption&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;created_timestamp&quot;:&quot;1419695210&quot;,&quot;copyright&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;focal_length&quot;:&quot;4.3&quot;,&quot;iso&quot;:&quot;160&quot;,&quot;shutter_speed&quot;:&quot;0.066666666666667&quot;,&quot;title&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;orientation&quot;:&quot;1&quot;}" data-image-title="happy mom and dad" data-image-description="" data-image-caption="&lt;p&gt;Blessed, and trying hard not to forget it!&lt;/p&gt;
" data-medium-file="https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/01/IMG_4852.jpg?fit=289%2C300&amp;quality=89&amp;ssl=1" data-large-file="https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/01/IMG_4852.jpg?fit=860%2C893&amp;quality=89&amp;ssl=1" class="wp-image-4389 " src="https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/01/IMG_4852.jpg?resize=635%2C659&#038;quality=89&#038;ssl=1" alt="IMG_4852" width="635" height="659" srcset="https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/01/IMG_4852.jpg?resize=289%2C300&amp;quality=89&amp;ssl=1 289w, https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/01/IMG_4852.jpg?resize=986%2C1024&amp;quality=89&amp;ssl=1 986w, https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/01/IMG_4852.jpg?w=1720&amp;quality=89&amp;ssl=1 1720w, https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/01/IMG_4852.jpg?w=2580&amp;quality=89&amp;ssl=1 2580w" sizes="auto, (max-width: 635px) 100vw, 635px" /></a><p id="caption-attachment-4389" class="wp-caption-text">Please don&#8217;t ever think I do all the work around here. Alan and I are equal partners in this venture, and we were equally in need of a vacation!</p></div>
<p>Everyone there seemed to realize this was odd for us. I think they were just teasing us.</p>
<p>&#8220;Look at ya&#8217;ll just sitting here! Who is watching your children?&#8221;</p>
<p>Alan and I looked at each other. &#8220;J.D. is asleep, and the kids are outside,&#8221; we sighed a blissful sigh of relief, &#8220;so this is our chance to relax a little.&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;Where is Daniel?&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;Pretty sure he&#8217;s outside with his brothers. He&#8217;s fine.&#8221;</p>
<p>&#8220;You aren&#8217;t worried about what they&#8217;re doing?&#8221;</p>
<p>One by one, each of my three oldest boys mosied into the living room, as this conversation took place.</p>
<p>&#8220;Nah. They are fine.&#8221; We&#8217;d been following J.D. around diligently, of course, and now that he was sleeping, this was our time to chill.</p>
<p><a href="https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/01/IMG_4799.jpg?quality=89&#038;ssl=1"><img data-recalc-dims="1" loading="lazy" decoding="async" data-attachment-id="4384" data-permalink="https://storiesofourboys.com/2015/01/02/this-year/img_4799/" data-orig-file="https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/01/IMG_4799.jpg?fit=4608%2C3456&amp;quality=89&amp;ssl=1" data-orig-size="4608,3456" data-comments-opened="1" data-image-meta="{&quot;aperture&quot;:&quot;3.4&quot;,&quot;credit&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;camera&quot;:&quot;Canon PowerShot SX500 IS&quot;,&quot;caption&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;created_timestamp&quot;:&quot;1419445978&quot;,&quot;copyright&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;focal_length&quot;:&quot;4.3&quot;,&quot;iso&quot;:&quot;800&quot;,&quot;shutter_speed&quot;:&quot;0.1&quot;,&quot;title&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;orientation&quot;:&quot;1&quot;}" data-image-title="tight rope mom" data-image-description="" data-image-caption="" data-medium-file="https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/01/IMG_4799.jpg?fit=300%2C225&amp;quality=89&amp;ssl=1" data-large-file="https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/01/IMG_4799.jpg?fit=860%2C645&amp;quality=89&amp;ssl=1" class="aligncenter wp-image-4384 " src="https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/01/IMG_4799.jpg?resize=465%2C349&#038;quality=89&#038;ssl=1" alt="tight rope mom" width="465" height="349" srcset="https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/01/IMG_4799.jpg?resize=300%2C225&amp;quality=89&amp;ssl=1 300w, https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/01/IMG_4799.jpg?resize=1024%2C768&amp;quality=89&amp;ssl=1 1024w, https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/01/IMG_4799.jpg?w=1720&amp;quality=89&amp;ssl=1 1720w, https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/01/IMG_4799.jpg?w=2580&amp;quality=89&amp;ssl=1 2580w" sizes="auto, (max-width: 465px) 100vw, 465px" /></a></p>
<p>I guess this is why people think of Alan and me as laid back. No, we don&#8217;t police our children every second of the blessed day. We feel like we&#8217;ve taught them enough basics of safety to play without causing any great disaster, and EVERYONE has to rest sometime!! You can&#8217;t watch four boys every second of the day. That isn&#8217;t possible. We watch the babies and check on the others. Alan and I were both raised that way, and you know what? I think we turned out pretty well. We both graduated PUBLIC high school without ever drinking a drop of alchohol, seeing a drug&#8230;oh wait, Alan saw one but never used any, and I never even saw any.</p>
<p>I remember having this conversation with my friend B.J. in 10th grade history class:</p>
<p>Me: We have gangs? (Our high school was 1400 students strong, 9-12 grade, and this was not a wealthy school.)</p>
<p>BJ: OH, yeah, April, I&#8217;m on the basketball team. You don&#8217;t even want to know about all the drugs and gangs we have at this school.</p>
<p>Me: Huh. I had no idea.</p>
<p>But you can&#8217;t worry yourself and your children to death about these things. You just have to do the best you can do and trust God with the rest.</p>
<p>The funny thing is that most of our great disasters have happened with us right there, watching it happen. When Joshua broke his arm, Alan and I were right outside with him. How could we know that he&#8217;d suddenly decide to jump off the pick-up truck?He&#8217;d done that dozens of times without breaking his arm.</p>
<p>This is life.</p>
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https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/01/IMG_4791.jpg?w=2580&amp;quality=89&amp;ssl=1 2580w" sizes="auto, (max-width: 501px) 100vw, 501px" /></a> <a href="https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/01/IMG_4814.jpg?quality=89&#038;ssl=1"><img data-recalc-dims="1" loading="lazy" decoding="async" data-attachment-id="4386" data-permalink="https://storiesofourboys.com/2015/01/02/this-year/img_4814/" data-orig-file="https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/01/IMG_4814.jpg?fit=4608%2C3456&amp;quality=89&amp;ssl=1" data-orig-size="4608,3456" data-comments-opened="1" data-image-meta="{&quot;aperture&quot;:&quot;3.4&quot;,&quot;credit&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;camera&quot;:&quot;Canon PowerShot SX500 IS&quot;,&quot;caption&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;created_timestamp&quot;:&quot;1419446303&quot;,&quot;copyright&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;focal_length&quot;:&quot;4.3&quot;,&quot;iso&quot;:&quot;800&quot;,&quot;shutter_speed&quot;:&quot;0.125&quot;,&quot;title&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;orientation&quot;:&quot;1&quot;}" data-image-title="devoted brother" data-image-description="" data-image-caption="&lt;p&gt;There was never a more devoted brother.&lt;/p&gt;
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<p>It&#8217;s exhausting and delightful, if you let it be. This year I decided, &#8220;I&#8217;m going have a FUN Christmas.&#8221; I did. I think I had just as much fun as the children even! Okay, I will admit, by the end of it, Alan and I were starting to snip at each other. Why does that happen?</p>
<p>Because we are ALL sinners, and sometimes it is SO HARD to be good!</p>
<p>Well, you know I can&#8217;t make a January 2nd blog post without mentioning my New Year&#8217;s Goals, and this year I have TWO, okay three.</p>
<p><strong>1. Study Jesus.</strong></p>
<p>Last year I was supposed to &#8220;read the Bible through in a year&#8221;.  I only made it through the Old Testament.</p>
<p>This year I am going to read the New Testament, focusing on studying the words of Jesus.  I&#8217;m not just reading this year. This year I&#8217;m studying each individual chapter.</p>
<p>After I do my studying, I pray and write down my objectives for that day, or that week. I have a lot more clarity of mind once I have read my Bible and prayed! If only I could squeeze this in every single morning. That is always my aim, but life is life, and so sometimes that is hard.</p>
<p>&#8220;Seek ye first the kingdom of God, and all these things will be added unto you.&#8221;  Matthew 6:33</p>
<p>More on this in my next post!</p>
<p><strong>2. Make a budget. We haven&#8217;t had one in years. </strong></p>
<p>There are lots of other little goals, floating around in my head, but if I spread my focus out too much, I get overwhelmed, and then I accomplish nothing at all.</p>
<p><strong>3. I want God to use our family to bless others.</strong></p>
<p><span style="color: #333399;"><strong>&#8220;And Jesus went about all the cities and villages, teaching in their synagogues, and preaching the gospel of the kingdom, and healing every sickness and every disease among the people.</strong></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #333399;"><strong>But when he saw the multitudes, he was moved with compassion on them, because they fainted, and were scattered abroad, as sheep having no shepherd.</strong></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #333399;"><strong>Then saith he unto his disciples, The harvest truly is plenteous, but the labourers are few;</strong></span></p>
<p><span style="color: #333399;"><strong>pray ye therefore the Lord of the harvest, that he will send forth labourers into his harvest.&#8221;  Matthew 9:35-38</strong></span></p>
<p><strong>Let me tell you the result of my lazy Christmas vacation!</strong></p>
<p>For the first time since I do not even remember when, I cannot feel that pinch in my right shoulder and my right hip. I haven&#8217;t used pain cream or advil in weeks! Plus, my finger nails look almost completely normal!</p>
<p>Living a lazy life is a bad idea, but living a stressful-never sleeping life is awfully hard on the body. Oh, to find the balance. They say that the first year of home schooling is the hardest, and I jumped right into the middle of it, rather than easing in, one kiddo at a time, sooo I have HIGH hopes for this year.</p>
<p><strong>I have decided</strong>: This year I am appreciating my very Disney-movie-like life. I am thanking God for his blessings. I feel like I am re-grouping and preparing to return to &#8220;battle&#8221;, aka home schooling J, C, D, and JD. (Never think the babies don&#8217;t count. Little ones require a TON of attention.)</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/01/IMG_4884.jpg?quality=89&#038;ssl=1"><img data-recalc-dims="1" loading="lazy" decoding="async" data-attachment-id="4394" data-permalink="https://storiesofourboys.com/2015/01/02/this-year/img_4884/" data-orig-file="https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/01/IMG_4884.jpg?fit=2780%2C1821&amp;quality=89&amp;ssl=1" data-orig-size="2780,1821" data-comments-opened="1" data-image-meta="{&quot;aperture&quot;:&quot;3.4&quot;,&quot;credit&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;camera&quot;:&quot;Canon PowerShot SX500 IS&quot;,&quot;caption&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;created_timestamp&quot;:&quot;1419696197&quot;,&quot;copyright&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;focal_length&quot;:&quot;4.3&quot;,&quot;iso&quot;:&quot;800&quot;,&quot;shutter_speed&quot;:&quot;0.1&quot;,&quot;title&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;orientation&quot;:&quot;1&quot;}" data-image-title="IMG_4884" data-image-description="" data-image-caption="" data-medium-file="https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/01/IMG_4884.jpg?fit=300%2C197&amp;quality=89&amp;ssl=1" data-large-file="https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/01/IMG_4884.jpg?fit=860%2C564&amp;quality=89&amp;ssl=1" class="alignnone size-medium wp-image-4394" src="https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/01/IMG_4884.jpg?resize=300%2C197&#038;quality=89&#038;ssl=1" alt="IMG_4884" width="300" height="197" srcset="https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/01/IMG_4884.jpg?resize=300%2C197&amp;quality=89&amp;ssl=1 300w, https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/01/IMG_4884.jpg?resize=1024%2C671&amp;quality=89&amp;ssl=1 1024w, https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/01/IMG_4884.jpg?w=1720&amp;quality=89&amp;ssl=1 1720w, https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/01/IMG_4884.jpg?w=2580&amp;quality=89&amp;ssl=1 2580w" sizes="auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px" /></a> <a href="https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/01/IMG_4878.jpg?quality=89&#038;ssl=1"><img data-recalc-dims="1" loading="lazy" decoding="async" data-attachment-id="4393" data-permalink="https://storiesofourboys.com/2015/01/02/this-year/img_4878/" data-orig-file="https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/01/IMG_4878.jpg?fit=3456%2C3456&amp;quality=89&amp;ssl=1" data-orig-size="3456,3456" data-comments-opened="1" data-image-meta="{&quot;aperture&quot;:&quot;5&quot;,&quot;credit&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;camera&quot;:&quot;Canon PowerShot SX500 IS&quot;,&quot;caption&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;created_timestamp&quot;:&quot;1419696092&quot;,&quot;copyright&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;focal_length&quot;:&quot;10.623&quot;,&quot;iso&quot;:&quot;400&quot;,&quot;shutter_speed&quot;:&quot;0.066666666666667&quot;,&quot;title&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;orientation&quot;:&quot;1&quot;}" data-image-title="IMG_4878" data-image-description="" data-image-caption="" data-medium-file="https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/01/IMG_4878.jpg?fit=300%2C300&amp;quality=89&amp;ssl=1" data-large-file="https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/01/IMG_4878.jpg?fit=860%2C860&amp;quality=89&amp;ssl=1" class="alignnone size-medium wp-image-4393" src="https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/01/IMG_4878.jpg?resize=300%2C300&#038;quality=89&#038;ssl=1" alt="IMG_4878" width="300" height="300" srcset="https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/01/IMG_4878.jpg?resize=300%2C300&amp;quality=89&amp;ssl=1 300w, https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/01/IMG_4878.jpg?resize=150%2C150&amp;quality=89&amp;ssl=1 150w, https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/01/IMG_4878.jpg?resize=1024%2C1024&amp;quality=89&amp;ssl=1 1024w, https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/01/IMG_4878.jpg?w=1720&amp;quality=89&amp;ssl=1 1720w, https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/01/IMG_4878.jpg?w=2580&amp;quality=89&amp;ssl=1 2580w" sizes="auto, (max-width: 300px) 100vw, 300px" /></a> <a href="https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/01/IMG_4875.jpg?quality=89&#038;ssl=1"><img data-recalc-dims="1" loading="lazy" decoding="async" data-attachment-id="4392" data-permalink="https://storiesofourboys.com/2015/01/02/this-year/img_4875/" data-orig-file="https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/01/IMG_4875.jpg?fit=2214%2C2485&amp;quality=89&amp;ssl=1" data-orig-size="2214,2485" data-comments-opened="1" data-image-meta="{&quot;aperture&quot;:&quot;3.4&quot;,&quot;credit&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;camera&quot;:&quot;Canon PowerShot SX500 IS&quot;,&quot;caption&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;created_timestamp&quot;:&quot;1419696059&quot;,&quot;copyright&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;focal_length&quot;:&quot;4.3&quot;,&quot;iso&quot;:&quot;800&quot;,&quot;shutter_speed&quot;:&quot;0.016666666666667&quot;,&quot;title&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;orientation&quot;:&quot;1&quot;}" data-image-title="IMG_4875" data-image-description="" data-image-caption="" data-medium-file="https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/01/IMG_4875.jpg?fit=267%2C300&amp;quality=89&amp;ssl=1" data-large-file="https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/01/IMG_4875.jpg?fit=860%2C966&amp;quality=89&amp;ssl=1" class="  wp-image-4392 aligncenter" src="https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/01/IMG_4875.jpg?resize=415%2C466&#038;quality=89&#038;ssl=1" alt="IMG_4875" width="415" height="466" srcset="https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/01/IMG_4875.jpg?resize=267%2C300&amp;quality=89&amp;ssl=1 267w, https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/01/IMG_4875.jpg?resize=912%2C1024&amp;quality=89&amp;ssl=1 912w, https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/01/IMG_4875.jpg?w=1720&amp;quality=89&amp;ssl=1 1720w" sizes="auto, (max-width: 415px) 100vw, 415px" /></a>Look at my mom&#8217;s beautiful hair. I hope I can age this gracefully!</p>
<p><a href="https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/01/IMG_4873.jpg?quality=89&#038;ssl=1"><img data-recalc-dims="1" loading="lazy" decoding="async" data-attachment-id="4391" data-permalink="https://storiesofourboys.com/2015/01/02/this-year/img_4873/" data-orig-file="https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/01/IMG_4873.jpg?fit=1711%2C2443&amp;quality=89&amp;ssl=1" data-orig-size="1711,2443" data-comments-opened="1" data-image-meta="{&quot;aperture&quot;:&quot;3.4&quot;,&quot;credit&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;camera&quot;:&quot;Canon PowerShot SX500 IS&quot;,&quot;caption&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;created_timestamp&quot;:&quot;1419696045&quot;,&quot;copyright&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;focal_length&quot;:&quot;4.3&quot;,&quot;iso&quot;:&quot;800&quot;,&quot;shutter_speed&quot;:&quot;0.016666666666667&quot;,&quot;title&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;orientation&quot;:&quot;1&quot;}" data-image-title="IMG_4873" data-image-description="" data-image-caption="" data-medium-file="https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/01/IMG_4873.jpg?fit=210%2C300&amp;quality=89&amp;ssl=1" data-large-file="https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/01/IMG_4873.jpg?fit=717%2C1024&amp;quality=89&amp;ssl=1" class="alignnone size-medium wp-image-4391" src="https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/01/IMG_4873.jpg?resize=210%2C300&#038;quality=89&#038;ssl=1" alt="IMG_4873" width="210" height="300" srcset="https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/01/IMG_4873.jpg?resize=210%2C300&amp;quality=89&amp;ssl=1 210w, https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/01/IMG_4873.jpg?resize=717%2C1024&amp;quality=89&amp;ssl=1 717w, https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/01/IMG_4873.jpg?w=1711&amp;quality=89&amp;ssl=1 1711w" sizes="auto, (max-width: 210px) 100vw, 210px" /></a> <a href="https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/01/IMG_4831.jpg?quality=89&#038;ssl=1"><img data-recalc-dims="1" loading="lazy" decoding="async" data-attachment-id="4388" data-permalink="https://storiesofourboys.com/2015/01/02/this-year/img_4831/" data-orig-file="https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/01/IMG_4831.jpg?fit=3456%2C3456&amp;quality=89&amp;ssl=1" data-orig-size="3456,3456" data-comments-opened="1" data-image-meta="{&quot;aperture&quot;:&quot;3.4&quot;,&quot;credit&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;camera&quot;:&quot;Canon PowerShot SX500 IS&quot;,&quot;caption&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;created_timestamp&quot;:&quot;1419501268&quot;,&quot;copyright&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;focal_length&quot;:&quot;4.3&quot;,&quot;iso&quot;:&quot;800&quot;,&quot;shutter_speed&quot;:&quot;0.016666666666667&quot;,&quot;title&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;orientation&quot;:&quot;1&quot;}" data-image-title="IMG_4831" data-image-description="" data-image-caption="" 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100vw, 466px" /></a> <a href="https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/01/IMG_4762.jpg?quality=89&#038;ssl=1"><img data-recalc-dims="1" loading="lazy" decoding="async" data-attachment-id="4382" data-permalink="https://storiesofourboys.com/2015/01/02/this-year/img_4762/" data-orig-file="https://i0.wp.com/storiesofourboys.com/wp-content/uploads/2015/01/IMG_4762.jpg?fit=3456%2C3456&amp;quality=89&amp;ssl=1" data-orig-size="3456,3456" data-comments-opened="1" data-image-meta="{&quot;aperture&quot;:&quot;3.4&quot;,&quot;credit&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;camera&quot;:&quot;Canon PowerShot SX500 IS&quot;,&quot;caption&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;created_timestamp&quot;:&quot;1419436948&quot;,&quot;copyright&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;focal_length&quot;:&quot;4.3&quot;,&quot;iso&quot;:&quot;400&quot;,&quot;shutter_speed&quot;:&quot;0.066666666666667&quot;,&quot;title&quot;:&quot;&quot;,&quot;orientation&quot;:&quot;1&quot;}" data-image-title="cuteness" data-image-description="" 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<p>I&#8217;m taking more time to plan for family fun and rest too. These boys need that just as much as I do. I may even plan some fun family mini-vacations for us, in advance!</p>
<p style="text-align: center;"><strong>Happy New Year!! </strong></p>
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