Jesus Christ King of ALL Kings...

I usually don't put videos on my blog so when I do it's because something has really moved me. This gave me goose bumps.


I hope you take the 3 minutes to watch this. It just really made me think of how I would introduce Jesus to other people. What would you say?

Jesus Christ is absolutely amazing and the things He has done is just breathtaking. In no way do I want to die today, but oh my goodness I can't wait to meet Him face to face. He is so worthy. He is worthy of our praise. Worthy of our devotion and worthy to give Him whatever it is holding us back from serving him with every breath within us.
Lord, I love You, I love You, I love You. You are the reason I want to do better.
Thank You for believing in me and loving me as is.

If you missed reading yesterday's post called Desperate Housewife, please visit it because it has a contest on it, plus I really need your help. xoxo

Keep in mind if you watch this, that this isn't a church service; rather it's a secular comedy show. A sold out comedy show. Steve Harvey did this at the end of his act. Something this packed out crowd of people didn't expect. I bet his boldness gave the angels a whole new praise song.

~Many Blessings~

Desperate Housewife

Have you ever seen that show called "How clean is your house?" on Lifetime with the two British ladies? I think Kim and Addie would probably enter my house dressed like this to clean it.Actually, I'd never humiliate myself and go on that show. Kim and Addie point out everything and I want my neighbors to continue to believe I have it all together and that show would expose things like my what to do with clean clothes system:

Yes, I admit I am no Domestic Diva and I am just plain sick of me.

Now, don't get me wrong and think I'm being too hard on myself. I'm not, it's just time to make some positive changes and I'm ready to do whatever it takes to get as close as I can to being like the Proverbs 31 Woman.

In January I was so excited to get rid of our pool table because everyone, including yours truly, would do a load of laundry then dump the dried clothes on top of the table. No longer using it to play pool I knew it was time to get rid of it.

I had convinced myself that with the absence of the large billiard table my family would become normal and wash, dry, fold and put their clothes away. No more searching for clean underwear every morning. Was I ever

wrong.

It all started happening again when I moved the big chair the clothes are piled on downstairs and it quickly became the new dumping station for clean clothes. Or if your name is Gene Chealey you make piles of clean clothes on the floor and pray your family comes to claim their belongings. If it were up to Gene we'd pick out 2 Sunday best outfits, 7 changes of clothing per season and 7 pair of underwear and give the rest to the Goodwill. He claims one day he will do this when I'm out of the house. Since that will never happen unless he wants all of his prized Dallas Cowboy hats destroyed we need to come up with a new system.

Cuz this ain't working for anyone of us. Even Amiyah has had enough!

My husband longs for his wife to be organized and I want to be organized, but not just for myself and my Geno, but for the Lord. See, my lack of having my act together affects a lot of people and I'm just tired of it!!!

Hello. My name is Lelia.

I'm disorganized and always late.

If I have to be somewhere I only figure traveling time in and I never leave on time to get anywhere so I'm always last in the door.

I have no schedule for my housecleaning and I need help.

If you had to pee I would not let you in my house to use my dirty bathroom.

If your car was broke down, it was raining and your cell phone was dead I would not let you inside to use a phone.

I need help.

My family and I cannot live like this another day.

We are tired of turning off the lights and TV to pretend like we're not home when the doorbell rings.

HELP!

SOOOOOO, I need your help. Here are my top 3 of many problems:

1.) House is always a mess, in every single room.
Kane's house is cleaner than ours. Kane is Aaron's dog.

2.) I am ALWAYS late.

When I took my son Aaron to the airport Tuesday he literally had 10 MINUTES to check in, go through security, get his ticket and board the plane. It was a horrible way to send your teenage son on his first flight alone. Ugggh!

3.) My family never knows what time dinner will be served.
When your 7 year old wants to eat at the neighbor's because "they eat at 6pm" you know you have an issue when you don't even know what you're cooking at 6pm.

So please give me your best tips on whatever your specialty is in a comment and on Sunday I'll have Alivia draw the winner of this adorable coffee cup!

The winner will be announced Monday morning!

The cup says Just because I'm a family raising, meal cooking, homemaking wonder it doesn't mean I'm a desperate housewife

Unlike the cup, I am a desperate housewife so please share what you know and what works for you. I'm just tired of stressing my family and myself out. My family is a big help to me, but I just don't know how to keep our house clean for more than 2-3 days. Aaron even bought and made a "chore chart" that hangs in the kitchen. He assigned everyone a chore and it is really great, when we do it. It's really cool and I want to actually use it and I love that he took the leadership role of doing it. I do work outside the home for the family business, but I cannot use that as an excuse. This is just me. Always has been and I'm just tired of going in circles. I am a poor manager of my time.


See, I have this fear that if I don't make some changes down here on earth that when I get to Heaven I'll have to sit through private sessions with Miss P31 herself. I don't want to be inside cleaning while the rest of you are outside skipping around on the streets of gold with Jesus!

HELP!

~Choosing Christ~

Yes to God Tuesday: Ch. 4&5

Welcome to
The first part of this post was written last night...

I am sitting in Kelley's beautiful home blogging on her lap top. We have had so much fun this evening. Her family made us feel like we have known them for years as her husband John with 5 of their 7 kids greeted us at the car!

I just feel so welcome.

Alivia is having a blast with Kelley's two younger daughters Cece and Sophie. Aaron is hanging out with 2 of her teenagers, Jake and Lilly and Amiyah is being kissed on by Kelley as I type. Such a neat family and they have the sweetest dog named Maggie!

I wish you were all here with us.

Oh, and this house. Oh. My. Goodness! I was going to secretly walk around and take a ton of pictures, post them on my blog and pretend like it was my house, but of course God doesn't want me to lie so I won't.

Actually the camera's battery is dead.

It is such a warm and very beautiful place to be. With 7 kids, a husband and a dog I don't think she'll even notice if I don't ever leave.


Okay...let's get to our study. If you are just joining us, every Tuesday we meet here and discuss Lysa TerKeurst's book called "What Happens When Women Walk in Faith." This book is an easy read so no matter where we are you can catch up. So join us anytime!
Starting this week we are discussing two chapters a week.

Chapter 4: Loving God more than My Dream
Remember: Anything in blue is a quote from the book

Walking with God will indeed take you to amazing places--but it won't always be where you thought you wanted to go, and the road won't always be easy.


Okay, why Lord? If you are going to take us somewhere why can't you make the road smooth? WHYYYYY does it have to be so tough at times? Worth it, but tough.

Dreams never die. Well, I think the Dream Giver begs to differ. According to Him they change too.

Dreams first or God first? This is the question we must ask ourselves.

For years I wanted to be a massage therapist. Three different times I had applied for the local school here and was accepted. Each time I applied it cost me $75.00 for the non-refundable application fee, but I was so determined that I was going to live out my dream. The third and last time I applied I even went so far as to take a loan out from the bank. Doors were closed hard and quick and so since we had already borrowed the money instead of becoming a masseuse I got a basement full of new carpet. I finally realized that this dream was never going to happen and so I gave it up. That's when God opened a new door that would eventually bring me here to blogging and ministry wrapped in one.


One year for Christmas I wrote a silly poem for my Grandparents and the following year I wrote a more serious one for them that is still hanging in their living room 15 years later. Over the years God just kept opening doors with my writing and I developed a love for it that I would've never thought of on my own. So instead of massaging strangers, I get to meet women like you and grow closer to God! His dream, now my dream too and loving every step of this unpredictable journey!


Our heart must beat in tandem with His.

I really loved when Lysa reminds us that this walk with God will be a lot less about the places He eventually takes you and much more about the relationship He establishes with you along the way.

My time here in Kansas visiting Kelley isn't about where she takes me, it's about building this friendship that God has brought together.

Chapter 5: The Adventure Our Souls Were Made For

In this new place of sacrifice and surrender, God will take you outside your comfort zone, and you'll learn to depend on Him like never before.

Watching my 63 year old Dad and much younger Mom welcome little children into their hearts and home because God told them too is amazing and completely out of their comfort zone. The welcoming of the foster children isn't the uncomfortable part; if they had their way every unwanted child in Nebraska would be in their care. Especially the babies as that is Mom's specialty. The discomfort comes when God wants them to adopt. Living evidence that obedience to God is more important to them than comfort.

The zone they are most comfortable in is riding side by side on their own Harley's in their leathers riding down the highway of no little people allowed. Sometimes I find myself upset at the ministry God has called them into because the world has us convinced that they should be empty nesters traveling and indulging on things they couldn't afford when they were my age. Instead the Harley's are in storage collecting dust and they're adopting young kids.

Who but God knew that they'd be starting over at their age.

In this chapter I learned:

God is looking for the faithful.

God's vision is so much bigger than ours.

God wants us to take a chance with Him.

If we wait until we have our acts together then we will never live a life of faith.

This book is such a tool to growing close to God. Together let's continue to pursue this life of faith ladies!

Please share what God showed you in these chapters and sign up under Mr. Linky if you have more to share on your own blog. You all are such a blessing!!

My son Aaron is now in sunny Florida with Gene's side of the family. Two whole weeks without anyone for Alivia to run from ..blessing or mistake for this Mom? Time will only tell..

Alivia stayed up hours past her bedtime last night having fun with Kelley's youngest girls.

(Sophie on the left, Cece in the middle, Alivia on the right)

By the looks of Alivia on the 3 hour ride home I think she wore herself out.

~Many Blessings~

Braveheart

Well, the Boys are back in town and now back to reality. They had a great time and God definitely showed up in Colorado City ! A few times over the weekend I received a call from Gene because he wanted me to hear the worship music. He said it was just awesome! Aaron told me last night that it was a time that made him want to draw near to God and he also said he felt he did get closer to Him this weekend.
PRAISE YOU LORD!!!!

Last Monday on the 14th my little girl turned the big 7. We went to my parents house for dinner and celebration. After eating the delicious dinner my Mom prepared, it was cake and ice cream time. Then she opened her presents and we watched her squeal in excitement over each one.

Then came the real excitement.

One of our use your common sense rules in our home is don't play with anything that could cause one's home to go up in flames. Because my son must have been absent every day the school taught about fire safety he decided to open Alivia's new jar of fingernail polish remover with a lighter.

Nope, that's not a typo. A lighter.

At 14 years old when asked by his little sister to get the plastic cover off of the jar he did not:

A.) tear it open with his finger

B.) get a knife and poke a hole in the plastic

C.) tell her to go away like he normally does

NO instead my sweet. innocent, smart, very tall, size 14 shoe wearin', lip shavin' man-child grabbed the same lighter he used to light the candles that caused us all to start singing Happy Birthday to now get us to screaming FIRE!

Since my Grandparents get lost in my parent's neighborhood my Mom had left to lead them to a main road. My sister and I stayed behind and started cleaning up the kitchen. This was when we both told Aaron to stop doing what he was doing.

Too late. POOF! All of a sudden the jar with the warning FLAMMABLE was on fire.

Aaron quickly grabbed the jar and turned around to throw it into the sink behind him. When he did this though the fingernail polish remover splashed on the other counter which then started a stack of paper plates on fire which then started a roll of paper towels on fire.

All of this in my parents new home.

The reason my grandparents get lost is because for the last 32 years my parents lived in this very cozy, cute, 2 bedroom, 1 bathroom, less than 800 square foot home that my sister and I grew up in.

This past March on my Dad's birthday, God blessed them with this spacious, beautiful, over 2,000 sq foot, 5 bedroom, 2.5 bathroom home. Or "castle" as the kids call it.

And here I was watching flames overtake every counter top in the castle's kitchen.

The next few moments there was as much adrenaline as there was fire in the kitchen.

My sister Michelle and I started yelling for my Dad to get out of the house who was upstairs with 7 kids putting them to bed .

Aaron the arsonist ran for the hills.

Alyssa sat unfazed in the living room while texting her friends.

And I.

Me, Myself and I.
My parents' firstborn, Gene's wife and mother of his 3 children, Grandma of 1, risked it all to stay and fight to save my parents new home.

My parents are remodeling their old house and getting ready to put it on the market. I had visions of them having to move back into the small home and I became determined to not leave (unlike my sister and son did) until the last flame was put out.

Ready to stop, drop and roll at any given moment I quickly started hitting the flames with a towel and throwing things into the sink filled with water.

Within moments I had saved the house people!

After I realized all was safe, I began to survey the damage. I stood amazed that the counter tops were fine.

All at once I was surrounded by family not asking if I was okay, but instead asking Aaron who briefly returned, what the heck he was thinking. My Dad never did see the fire as he was busy singing to their foster baby upstairs as I fought for my life. To make matters worse, when we tried explaining the out of control fire to him he said it was just a "fume fire" from the fingernail polish remover.

Whatever. If I had run outside with my sister and my son their home would've been gone. I refuse to let him minimize my heroic efforts!

Due to my quick actions though, the only thing lost in the fire was Amiyah's favorite bottle, a roll of paper towels, a stack of paper plates, Alivia's fingernail polish remover and Aaron's freedom.

Thank You Jesus!!!

Of course my Mom walked in as everything was calming down and we had to explain what had just happened. Aaron the arsonist was still in hiding and so without him we did our best to replay the events. That is when my sister shared with me that while she was outside Alivia was the only child that followed her and she began sobbing.

I was so touched. How sweet that she was scared for her brave mom.

Instead of letting me think that for too long though, my sister just had to pop the hero bubble I was in with these words: "Alivia was crying saying, what about my presents???"

So, in a nutshell...

My sister and son took off

My Dad & 6 of the 7 kids in his supervision do not respond properly to the word 'FIRE' being yelled

The only thing that moved on my oldest daughter was her texting thumbs

and

The fire was proof to me that Hannah Montana is more important to Alivia than I am.

Gene had gone home right after the last present was opened so he is still on my good list, but the rest of these people better not expect a thing from me at Christmas.

Well, except for my sister Michelle who will get the best Christmas gift ever from me because she grabbed this...

This afternoon Aaron, Alivia, Amiyah and I heading to Kansas City to spend the night at Kelley from Aroma of Joy's house. Rest assured Kelley that if Aaron gets crazy on us I will not jump ship! Aaron is leaving out of KC early Tuesday morning to spend 2 weeks in Florida with Gene's family and Kelley lives only 45 minutes from the airport instead of the 3 hours away that I live. What a blessing to see her again, meet her family and not have to get up and drive at 3 in the morning!

I have no spiritual application for this story to share with you, but I am convinced based on my heroic, laying down my life for others actions that the first words out of Jesus' mouth when He sees me face to face will surely be "Well done good and faithful servant!"

Not "it was just a fume fire!" Unlike my Dad, Jesus appreciates my heart of sacrifice!

~Many Blessings~

P.S. The beautiful bib Amiyah is wearing in the picture above was sent to Alyssa from my sweet friend Susan from Forever His after she was born. What a blessing and precious surprise that was! She also sent these darling little panties with her name monogrammed on the bottom. I'll have to post a picture of those too. Also, Amiyah rolled the other day! She's done it before, but I this time she really surprised herself by the sudden change of view. It was so sweet. Thank you again Susan!!

Don't forget to read chapters 4 & 5 for Yes to God Tuesday!