I love being tall. I love being a mother. I am passionately pursuing a deeper relationship with God and learning to trust Him completely. I am standing on the edge of a new season of life and it kind of freaks me out. I am learning that getting out of my comfort zone can be good and necessary, but it isn't always easy. I always try to see the good in people, almost to a fault. I am learning to set boundaries. I am stubborn, but can admit when I'm wrong. I am a simple person. I love the color green. I love fresh peaches in the summertime. I want to run a marathon and have ran a half. I am more of a fly-by-the-seat-of-my-pants-kind-of-girl (Pretty Woman) than I thought and I'll try almost anything once. I can't ride roller-coasters anymore without getting sick. I wasn't looking forward to turning 30, but have since decided that I sure as heck don't want to repeat my 20's. I don't have a tattoo. I've always wanted to have red hair. I'm not into political parties, denominations, or other categories. I love to wear sweatpants and high heels, but not necessarily together. I love tiger lilies, daffodils and tulips. I have a beautiful 8-year-old daughter and two crazy dogs that kind of run the show around here. Nothing is greater than hearing her belly-laugh. She inspires me every single day.
Kelle Sherpy
Wednesday, May 18, 2011
Friday, May 6, 2011
Happy Mother's Day
To all my fellow Moms:
I am a mother. I am blessed to have that title. Even though life can be challenging, it is full.
There are days when I’m not sure I can get through another day. There are days when I don’t know how I’m going to get it all done. There are days when I want to cry, scream, and throw a fit. There are days when I look around for the adult in the room. And then my heart drops just a little bit when I realize that the only adult in the room is me. There are days when I’m overwhelmed. They are days when I can’t remember when the last time my bathtub saw a good scrubbing. There are days when I have to hand wash dishes for dinner because they’ve been sitting in the sink for several days. There are days when my grass is so tall you could lose a small dog in my yard. There are days I have to stop and smell my child because I can’t remember if she had a bath today. There are a lot of those crazy, chaotic, flyin-by-the-seat-of-my-pants-kind-of-days.
But then there are days where my child stops to give me a kiss for no reason. There are nights when she sneaks into my bed just to cuddle. And on those nights she usually whispers, “Mommy, hold me a little tighter.” There are days where she finally conquers a fear that has been tormenting her for months. There are days that she handles a bully with class and grace. There are days when asked about her faith, she responds with passion and confidence. There are days when she excels and surpasses my good-intentioned limitations. There are days when she shares a secret with me and my heart smiles. There are days when my child goes out of her way to show kindness to another person. There are days when the smile on her face melts away the weight of this world. There are days when God gives me a glimpse of the young woman she is becoming and all that He holds in her future. It’s just a glimpse, but man, are those days really good. And thankfully, there are a lot more of those days than the others. Every hard and difficult thing I’ve had to go through and overcome as a mother for that child is worth it. Sometimes I wonder how I deserved such an amazing little creation…and it hits me, I totally don’t. But by His grace, He thought I could handle this and steward such an amazing blessing. Because she’s really His. He chose me. And He trusted me with her. And for that I will be infinitely humbled and eternally grateful.
Happy Mother’s Day. May your children rise up and call you blessed. Many women do noble things, but you, my friends, you surpass them all. Outward appearance is momentary, but we praise you because you love the Lord. May you be honored for all that your hands have done and may your works be praised in this city.
I am a mother. I am blessed to have that title. Even though life can be challenging, it is full.
There are days when I’m not sure I can get through another day. There are days when I don’t know how I’m going to get it all done. There are days when I want to cry, scream, and throw a fit. There are days when I look around for the adult in the room. And then my heart drops just a little bit when I realize that the only adult in the room is me. There are days when I’m overwhelmed. They are days when I can’t remember when the last time my bathtub saw a good scrubbing. There are days when I have to hand wash dishes for dinner because they’ve been sitting in the sink for several days. There are days when my grass is so tall you could lose a small dog in my yard. There are days I have to stop and smell my child because I can’t remember if she had a bath today. There are a lot of those crazy, chaotic, flyin-by-the-seat-of-my-pants-kind-of-days.
But then there are days where my child stops to give me a kiss for no reason. There are nights when she sneaks into my bed just to cuddle. And on those nights she usually whispers, “Mommy, hold me a little tighter.” There are days where she finally conquers a fear that has been tormenting her for months. There are days that she handles a bully with class and grace. There are days when asked about her faith, she responds with passion and confidence. There are days when she excels and surpasses my good-intentioned limitations. There are days when she shares a secret with me and my heart smiles. There are days when my child goes out of her way to show kindness to another person. There are days when the smile on her face melts away the weight of this world. There are days when God gives me a glimpse of the young woman she is becoming and all that He holds in her future. It’s just a glimpse, but man, are those days really good. And thankfully, there are a lot more of those days than the others. Every hard and difficult thing I’ve had to go through and overcome as a mother for that child is worth it. Sometimes I wonder how I deserved such an amazing little creation…and it hits me, I totally don’t. But by His grace, He thought I could handle this and steward such an amazing blessing. Because she’s really His. He chose me. And He trusted me with her. And for that I will be infinitely humbled and eternally grateful.
Proverbs 31:28-31
"Her children arise and call her blessed;
"Her children arise and call her blessed;
her husband also, and he praises her:
“Many women do noble things,
but you surpass them all.”
Charm is deceptive, and beauty is fleeting;
but a woman who fears the LORD is to be praised.
Honor her for all that her hands have done,
and let her works bring her praise at the city gate."
Monday, May 2, 2011
When Things Happen
Sometimes things happen that pique the sense of urgency that tomorrow is never guaranteed. Sometimes we need a gentle nudge to hasten us to that thing that we put off until tomorrow. Sometimes it's too late. And sometimes we get actually get another chance. Good intentions are never enough. They remain the "what ifs" and "when I get to its" in this world. Unfortunately, they don't carry over to the next. They linger, never getting the sweet satisfaction of fulfillment. Please don't let your "when I get to it" have eternal consequences.
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