Fall Fun

Trunk or Treats & Fall Festivals.

Our weekend was full of running, laughing, bouncing, swinging, petting, eating, playing, sliding...you name it. 

I have read numerous Facebook debates over the past couple of days about Halloween. Peoples opinions, thoughts, convictions, etc. 

I began thinking about why I choose to participate in events such as trunk or treats, pumpkin patches, fall festivals, etc.

1. Brodie B was born on Halloween and he thinks it's the coolest thing that he can dress up and get candy.

2. Brodie B. LOVES to dress up. And he loves to see the other kids dressed up too. I did not see one gory or scary costume this weekend. 

3. Brodie B. LOVES candy. 

4. We all love festivals and events. 

Brodie has NO IDEA where Halloween originates from. He has no idea about anything demonic. He only knows that he's having fun. We step out in a cruel world everywhere we go. As simply as having Verizon cell service supports planned parenthood. Should I boycott everything as a Christian? Every supporter of sin, Disney, Christmas, Easter, Halloween? I just don't think I have to. I'm so thankful for churches and schools that promote a positive approach to Halloween. They have turned something evil into something good for children like mine to enjoy. How awesome. I love life. I really do. I do everything all the way and all out, but that's just me. I get everyone's debate and see all sides. But I don't think anyone should make anyone else feel guilty for having fun. So if you participate or not, it's your choice. Just please don't TRY to make the ones who do feel like they are doing something wrong.

With love,

The Beasley crew.

Night time prayers & tears.

I pray before I go to bed every night, do you? If not, I encourage you to try it. It's the most peaceful way to end your night, I promise you. I pray out loud, too. I think it's the most important thing I can teach my children. I ALWAYS thank God for my family, but I spend a little bit more time on Brodie. He's the one I always hold tight while I pray. I make sure that he hears me thank God for him. I love to build him up in faith.  Well, last night Brodie was on my phone putting together a puzzle. I knew making him put it down to pause for our prayers would be a battle so I just began to pray. I went through our list....thank you for daddy, and paisley, and Cheyanne, and Gamma, and Granny, and Pa, and Granddaddy....we names all our uncles and aunts and future cousins and friends and whoever we think of. At the end of the list, I thanked God for the new baby. And then I began to pray for him/her starting from the top of the head to the bottom of the feet...declaring health and wholeness. I looked up and Brodie had his eyes closed and his head down with tears flowing down his cheeks. He noticed that I stopped and he caught my eye. He looked up and said "God said our baby will be fearfully and wonderfully made just like me and Pays." My heart could of exploded with pride, joy, confirmation...you name it. My almost four year old little boy not only hearing the voice of God but declaring his word. There are so many times that I question myself as a mom. Do I let him get away with too much? Why is he acting that way? Why is he so stubborn? But, I know one thing. I'm doing something right and I think it's the most important. I'm so thankful for that. My kids will always know Gods love for them & they will also always hear me praise Him for that.

"Your praise will ever be on my lips, ever be on my lips."