Wednesday, June 10, 2009


"my home is not presentable, but you are welcome here. My life is not composed, but you are invited in... i will pray for you, i will share with you, you- you are my friend."

open door policy by emdot.
If you came to my door today, you would have looked in to chaos. I dropped a lot of balls today in my proverbial juggling act. There was just too much to juggle. My little ones have the stomach flu. The three year old is clingy and attitudes are plummeting all around. It's the beginning of summer and the kids are stuck inside, quarantined. Yet, If you rang my doorbell, I would have let you in (as long as you weren't concerned about the wretched virus that's haunting our house).
And if you would have come in, all of my inadequacies would have been visible in one quick scan of the room. I wish I could hide all of that- to keep you, or anyone else, from seeing. I wish I felt comfortable with a pretty facade, but I don't. I want to be real- as my God is real. I want to give you what I have- even if the package is a little rumpled. So, I open up my door. I'm very glad to see you! (But deep down I still thinks it sucks that I'm not perfect- maybe one day.)


  1. julie, my house is that way all of the time--and i've only got one munchkin!

    you write really great posts :o)

  2. Aw friend, I am praying that your virus goes away quickly, and that you have an extra dose of strength! I personally love your rumpled package...just saying!

  3. I, for one, am so thankful that you are so welcoming. I find an oasis of peace in your home, even if everything isn't "picture perfect" at that moment (and you KNOW that mine certainly isn't either! ha!)

    I'm so glad I get to share this journey of motherhood with you, my friend.

  4. Oh, Julie! What fond memories that post brings back! Wish I could be there to lend a hand with laundry and be an extra pair of arms to cuddle your 3 year old. Aww...Ella-baby...miss those days. Hope your virus vacates quickly so that y'all can get back to life...a little less chaotic.

    love ya!

  5. Only when we get to heaven dear friend.