Friday, September 30, 2011
Monday, September 26, 2011
Photography Blogging|The Sills Family
Here are just a handful of pictures that I took of a family Sunday afternoon.
Friday, September 23, 2011
Purpose.
Today I took Molli to Tyler to watch a movie. I had in my mind that it would be a good idea to go ahead and watch TWO movies. Uh, NO. She is two, by the way, and I suffer from "First Time Parent Syndrome" where everything is a good idea once or twice until you stumble into an epic fail! haha! Of course, I get agitated as we are leaving the theater because I just ate an $8.50 ticket for "The Lion King 3D". It wasn't entirely Molli's fault that we left.. I have bad eyes and motion sickness and a 3D movie is just not in the cards for this girl! As I drove home with my sleeping baby in the back seat, I started stressing about money and the cost of that ticket. I was frustrated and just letting Satan torment me about it. Then I started considering working. THEN, the Lord was so quick to remind me of His purpose for my life. I know that He gave me artistic abilities to utilize so that I am able to stay home and raise my daughter myself. If I wasn't with that sweet-faced little Blessing 24/7, I would miss so much! So when we got home, I devoted my afternoon to watching her merrily play in the yard. The weather was beautiful.. and so was she! God has put Molli and Me together.. and I am so thankful!
As I proofread this blog and these pictures, I got a great idea for a picture special! In the majority of the pictures I take, the children are posing. I like those kind of pictures.. but I LOVE the kind where they are just playing and being themselves.. Like the pictures of Molli on this post! So that is something that I am going to start offering.. me going and taking pictures of people/kids just being themselves.. forgetting there is even a camera pointed at them!
Monday, September 12, 2011
Broken.
It is late. I am yawning. Tear stains are dried on my face.
I received a text late this evening that my sister was going to the hospital because she was heavily bleeding. They didn't go much into detail, but I assumed it was because she was passing her miscarried child.
*sigh*
Losing a child is such a heart wrenching experience. Whether you were pregnant 1 month or 9.. it still hurts. Dreams and goals.. never to be fulfilled. Only emptiness and disbelief.
My heart hurts for my sister. I have empathy for her because I have been there. Although my pregnancy was considered a "Chemical Pregnancy" because the misscarraige took place so early (less than 5 weeks)that there was very little pain and I had only discovered my pregnancy while I was in fact miss-carrying. It still hurt. My heart was shattered. From the minute I received that "Positive" on that pregnancy test to the moment the nurse informed me what was going on- everyone I knew knew that I was pregnant. I was thrilled beyond my mind. My husband and I had only been married for a few months and now we were expecting our first child!
Then came the news that the reason I was spotting was because I was losing the baby. I will never forget the pain, the cries, and the raw emotions.
I, of course, wasn't where I am now in my Spiritual Walk so I didn't fully understand that God has a plan and that although temporarily His plan might seem wrong for me (to me)- It's not. God knows every hair on my head and knew what was going to happen long before he made me.
Shortly after my misscarraige, we conceived Molli. Most of you know the struggles and trials we went through with her.
In the midst of all of that heartache, God broke me. I needed to be broken. Completely humbled, laying everything at his feet before he could truly use me. Like the expensive alabaster jar of perfume that the sinful woman broke to pour over Jesus' head. It had to be broken before it was used. So did I.
My prayer is that others who experience pain, loss, trials, and tribulations seek God in the midst of it all and grow to know Him. All things DO happen for a reason.
I know I will see my baby someday. In the meantime, I am finding my strength while I wait upon the Lord.
I received a text late this evening that my sister was going to the hospital because she was heavily bleeding. They didn't go much into detail, but I assumed it was because she was passing her miscarried child.
*sigh*
Losing a child is such a heart wrenching experience. Whether you were pregnant 1 month or 9.. it still hurts. Dreams and goals.. never to be fulfilled. Only emptiness and disbelief.
My heart hurts for my sister. I have empathy for her because I have been there. Although my pregnancy was considered a "Chemical Pregnancy" because the misscarraige took place so early (less than 5 weeks)that there was very little pain and I had only discovered my pregnancy while I was in fact miss-carrying. It still hurt. My heart was shattered. From the minute I received that "Positive" on that pregnancy test to the moment the nurse informed me what was going on- everyone I knew knew that I was pregnant. I was thrilled beyond my mind. My husband and I had only been married for a few months and now we were expecting our first child!
Then came the news that the reason I was spotting was because I was losing the baby. I will never forget the pain, the cries, and the raw emotions.
I, of course, wasn't where I am now in my Spiritual Walk so I didn't fully understand that God has a plan and that although temporarily His plan might seem wrong for me (to me)- It's not. God knows every hair on my head and knew what was going to happen long before he made me.
Shortly after my misscarraige, we conceived Molli. Most of you know the struggles and trials we went through with her.
In the midst of all of that heartache, God broke me. I needed to be broken. Completely humbled, laying everything at his feet before he could truly use me. Like the expensive alabaster jar of perfume that the sinful woman broke to pour over Jesus' head. It had to be broken before it was used. So did I.
My prayer is that others who experience pain, loss, trials, and tribulations seek God in the midst of it all and grow to know Him. All things DO happen for a reason.
I know I will see my baby someday. In the meantime, I am finding my strength while I wait upon the Lord.
Tuesday, September 6, 2011
Pulling, Tugging, Listening, Obeying..
I have been dwelling on this post for a few days and decided to finally share it.
For starters, I have been praying a lot about my husband and for Jesus to make him want to lead our family and to put Christ first in his life as well as our marriage.
The Spirit lead me to 1 Peter 3:1
Wives, in the same way be submissive to your husbands so that, if any of them do not believe the word, they may be won over without words by the behavior of their wives
So then I piped down and decided to stop nagging my husband to go to church and I finally decided to let God handle this because I know that He has a plan for Ryan as does he for our family.
So I continued to pray and wait..
Things are slowly progressing.. but that's a good thing. Rome wasn't built in a day, right?
Fast forward to Sunday Morning
I am sitting in a combined Sunday School class listening to Mr. Milliorn talk about the Spirit leading you and the reason we were there that morning is because God called us and we listened and obeyed His calling. Then he gave his testimony of how and when he was saved. My heart was overwhelmed for him. I had tears behind my eyes ready to well up. It was such a wonderful, touching story to have heard on how God called him and impacted his life so greatly. I then began to think of my husband.. and I wished so much that He were there to hear that story. But then I reminded myself that God has a plan.
Then as I am in the sanctuary, the preacher's wife was saying her "Hi, how are yous" to me and then she asked if my husband were at work this week.. I guiltily looked down and shrugged "no.. He's at home.." then went back to my pew and started dwelling on the upcoming "Courageous Living" sermon that was about to be brought to us. I, once again, sat there wishing so much that Ryan was there. The music had started, I was staring at the projector screen, reading, and singing the hymns when suddenly a bible plopped down beside me and someone hurriedly sat down beside me.. IT WAS RYAN! Tears immediately filled my eyes. I said a prayer of thanksgiving and gave all of the glory to God who ever so deserves it. He listens. He SEES my heart. He knows this wretched soul inside and out.. but still He loves me.
The sermon was great, by the way. And when we got home from Church that day, Ryan told me of his "inconveniences" that he had that morning when he was trying to sleep in. Our glass door (which has always been a pain and needs to be fixed) came off the latch in the wind, so it was swinging and making all kinds of wretched noises, forcing him to get up (Kudos to God). And then He decided to come to church.
God is good all the time. All the time GOD IS GOOD.
For starters, I have been praying a lot about my husband and for Jesus to make him want to lead our family and to put Christ first in his life as well as our marriage.
The Spirit lead me to 1 Peter 3:1
Wives, in the same way be submissive to your husbands so that, if any of them do not believe the word, they may be won over without words by the behavior of their wives
So then I piped down and decided to stop nagging my husband to go to church and I finally decided to let God handle this because I know that He has a plan for Ryan as does he for our family.
So I continued to pray and wait..
Things are slowly progressing.. but that's a good thing. Rome wasn't built in a day, right?
Fast forward to Sunday Morning
I am sitting in a combined Sunday School class listening to Mr. Milliorn talk about the Spirit leading you and the reason we were there that morning is because God called us and we listened and obeyed His calling. Then he gave his testimony of how and when he was saved. My heart was overwhelmed for him. I had tears behind my eyes ready to well up. It was such a wonderful, touching story to have heard on how God called him and impacted his life so greatly. I then began to think of my husband.. and I wished so much that He were there to hear that story. But then I reminded myself that God has a plan.
Then as I am in the sanctuary, the preacher's wife was saying her "Hi, how are yous" to me and then she asked if my husband were at work this week.. I guiltily looked down and shrugged "no.. He's at home.." then went back to my pew and started dwelling on the upcoming "Courageous Living" sermon that was about to be brought to us. I, once again, sat there wishing so much that Ryan was there. The music had started, I was staring at the projector screen, reading, and singing the hymns when suddenly a bible plopped down beside me and someone hurriedly sat down beside me.. IT WAS RYAN! Tears immediately filled my eyes. I said a prayer of thanksgiving and gave all of the glory to God who ever so deserves it. He listens. He SEES my heart. He knows this wretched soul inside and out.. but still He loves me.
The sermon was great, by the way. And when we got home from Church that day, Ryan told me of his "inconveniences" that he had that morning when he was trying to sleep in. Our glass door (which has always been a pain and needs to be fixed) came off the latch in the wind, so it was swinging and making all kinds of wretched noises, forcing him to get up (Kudos to God). And then He decided to come to church.
God is good all the time. All the time GOD IS GOOD.
Thursday, September 1, 2011
Mother and Child
Oh what a JOY the call of motherhood has brought upon my life. I love this little blue eyed, rosy cheeked, blonde headed baby girl with every fiber in my being.
We did a little mini-shoot today. My dear friend, Jessica Brown, was kind enough to get behind my camera and photograph us after I photographed her beautiful pregnant self!
OH, and here is sweet, pregnant Jessica!
We did a little mini-shoot today. My dear friend, Jessica Brown, was kind enough to get behind my camera and photograph us after I photographed her beautiful pregnant self!
OH, and here is sweet, pregnant Jessica!
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