kristaphillips I just realized that I had not posted anything about my children yet, an oversight I must rectify immediately!
I am the proud mother of the 3 most beautiful little girls you have ever seen. We have our good days, and our more difficult days, but I love them more than life itself and am so thankful for the blessing they are to me.
Karalynn Jean Abri Phillips is my eldest. She is 7 years old and is coming to the close of her 1st grade year. I do not home-school my children. I work full time, and my hubby is at home during the days with the kiddos, and does good to do as much as he does! We live in a very good school system, and her current teacher is a former Sunday School teacher, so I couldn’t be happier. Karalynn is such a joy. She loves Jesus with all of her heart and loves to tell her friends about Jesus. I love seeing her willing heart and her desire to please God. She is so smart, she gets very good grades in school. She LOVES to talk. She talks about a mile a minute with barely a breath in between sentences. Sometimes it is a little overwhelming, but God has gifted her with a great vocabulary and speaking ability, and I have full confidence that he will use that to his glory.
Next, is my Abigail. Abigail went to be with Jesus when she was still in mommy’s tummy, but is loved none the less. It was too early to tell whether she was a girl or boy, but Scott and I prayed about it and felt in our hearts it was another little girl. The day after we lost Abigail, we were both praying about what to name her. Scott had gone to work, and I was home looking on the internet for names. I came across Abigail, which means ‘her father’s joy’. It fit perfectly! I could just see my little Abigail with Jesus, being her heavenly Father’s joy! That night, Scott came home and announced that he had a name too. I was a little miffed until I heard the name. He said he wasn’t sure of it exactly, but felt God was giving him the name of Abatha, or something like that. We thought about it, and when I told him about Abigail, we decided that Abatha Gail, Abigail for short, would be perfect. I do not regret my pregnancy, nor blame God. Things happen that we don’t understand, and I am thankful for even the dream and presence of her for the short time we had her. I am stronger person coming through it, and look forward to seeing my little Abigail in Heaven someday.
A year and a month after Abigail went to be with Jesus, Lacy Emma Leigh Phillips was born!! She was so beautiful and very much loved! She is now 4 years old and has a passion that is going to impact others in a mighty way. My Lacy is very stubborn, but I have decided that God needs plenty of stubborn steadfast Christians to be bold and determined for him! I just pray that God gives Scott and me wisdom to be able to mold her determination into something that God can use for his glory! Lacy also has a very loving, caring heart. She comes up to me every day to tell me how much she loves me. She’ll just say out of the blue, “Mommy, you are so beautiful!!” She is an encourager, and a healer. When I am sick, she has a deep desire to make me feel better. She puts heaps of blankets on me, gets me something to drink, and pretty much waits on me hand and foot (I don’t take advantage of this at all as you can see!!!) It is great to see her with such a servant’s heart.
Last, but not least, is my Gabriella Gracie Jo Phillips. Gabby is my smiler! She is going to be 2 in June, an she is the light in my day!! She was born on a very controversial day. Every time I tell someone her birth date, they go.. ‘Ewww!’ or ‘Oh no!!’ or ‘Poor Thing’. It is very annoying. You see, she was born on June 6th, 2006. (aka 06/06/06) Everyone thinks of this as a bad omen, and I have to tell you, it concerned me a little at first. But know I see it differently. I am not superstitious at all, but I truly believe that my Gabriella was one ray of God’s light and sunshine on a day that most people felt was evil. I don’t think the day was evil at all, for God’s word says that ‘This is the day that the Lord has made, let us REJOICE and be GLAD in it!” Everyday is made and ordained by God, and I believe that Satan only has a day when we let him! My Gabriella, though getting into her 2 year old temper tantrum phase, is still a sweet loving little girl. She loves to snuggle and rocky-rocky with her Mommy. She is learning to sing songs, and sings so beautifully! Twinkle Twinkle is one of her favorites, as is the lullaby I sing just for her (made up by my mommy, in which I passed on to my babies). She warms my heart with her hugs and kisses and I see such great things in her future.
I pray over my babies every day. I pray that God would bless them and keep them safe. I pray his angels would stand guard, and that they would come to know him at an early age, and give their little girl hearts to him. Lately, I have also been praying that God would allow them to be a blessing to Him! It is my hearts desire to see my girls serve their heavenly father with all their might, nothing could make me prouder. I pray for their future husbands, their future children. I pray for wisdom to teach them and show them by example how to be women of God.
I have to admit I fail way too often. I don’t read my Bible as much as I should, and too often I yell in frustration instead of handling it calmly without anger like I should. But I rest in the fact that God knows so much more than I do, and that he can teach them himself and use me despite all of my failings.
Is my family complete? I don’t have the answer to that yet. I hope not. I would still love to try one more time for a little boy, but both Scott and I know in our hearts that the timing needs to be right, and since we are struggling some days with three, we better be more prepared than we are now for 4! My dream, and my hearts desire, is to be able to be home with my kids for my last baby. I have worked full-time since I was 18 years old, and have worked through all of my pregnancies with only the normal 6 weeks off after, but desire so badly to be able to enjoy this last baby, every minute of it! It seems almost an impossible dream, but I have faith that God is much greater than I and that he can make away when there seems to be no way.
Well, I am off to garden. Actually to weed! My mother’s birthday gift to me is that she will be coming mid-April to help me plant flowers, so I have to prepare the space for our planting party. Fun stuff!! (I don’t really have a very green thumb…)
Be blessed this beautiful Sunday Afternoon!
