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About Amy Wyler

Hi I'm Amy. I blog under the name Gigi, at Gigi’s Place. Happily married for 17 years, and homeschooling my 7 children, I have a huge heart for wives, mothers and women alike. Being raised in a society that promotes perfectness and pride, I encourage women that superwoman has left the building… and in her place stands a woman with a heart after God. Through my love of social media, I hope to encourage you all from my Little Red house, where I live , love and do life!

When Your Problem Isn’t Solved In 5 Easy Steps

Growing up, my favorite sitcom was Full House. DJ Tanner and I were the same age and we both had best friends who lived next door. Every Friday night at 8 P.M, I sat in front of my t.v. to see what was going on in the Tanner house. I watched DJ, Michelle and Stephanie grow up into adults and have all their problems solved in exactly 22 minutes.

Now I have a family of my own with seven kids ranging from 17-2. Life is busy in my Little Red House. Between preparing for high school graduations and potty training my youngest, those Friday nights seem like a life time ago. Life was simpler back then. With a turn of the dial, the TV was turned off and forgotten. Life was black and white.

Not anymore. Technology has made wondrous leaps and bounds. We can accomplish things we only dreamed about 20+ years ago. Facetime and smart phones allow us to connect with people on the other side of the world with one swipe of our finger. But, with this giant leap for mankind, comes much adversity.

I have had a heavy heart lately regarding the internet. I have been praying about and hiding from it. I stopped blogging. I pulled myself away from my online communities and focused on my work. What once was a girl who could pour her heart out on the keys daily, now was someone who didn’t even have the words to make a sentence. My blog page sat empty…

The truth is, for me, the internet turned into noise… static.

Loud static.

With every click, I ran across blog after blog, e-book after e-book, each one promising me something different. Each blog guaranteeing me a perfect home, marriage, meal, relationship with Jesus. 5 easy steps. That’s all it took. All I had to do was read it.

Fluffy words that made me feel good for only the moment, long, flowy sentences that were so pleasing to read but left me sadder and empty the moment I got up from my computer and turned to see the reality of life: messy kids, a shedding dog and stacks of to-do lists…

My kindle sits there full of catchy-titled, unread, $1.99 books – more things looking to fill my mind and steal my time….

So, I simply stopped.

I stopped reading blogs. I stopped writing mine. I stopped following my favorite writers and conversing with my blog friends. I turned down invites to attend conferences and broke all of my writing commitments. I stepped off the platform that was overcrowded with noise and left.

And then I began thinking… What if the enemy was using the very instrument that has been blessing us as a curse?

What if his goal is to flood our minds with SO much information, how tos and 5 easy steps that we have no time to sit and hear HIM!

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What if the roaring lion actually disguised himself as a sweet, innocent lamb? What if we were actually looking to the internet more frequently for answers to our problems and not Jesus? What, if we as a society got so over-run with noise that we were not able to hear HIS VOICE?

And that is when my heart got heavy. That is where I was able to pinpoint why I was running. Because I know I was guilty of this too.  Our life is so noisy that we can’t hear the one voice that will heal. The ONE voice that holds the answer, the only voice that matters: Jesus.

As I put down my iphone, I realized I couldn’t remember the last time I had picked up my Bible. It was lost in the mess of my night stand… books I wanted to read and my latest Pinterest scarf project. Right there… right where I left it last… waiting for me to pick it up.

It felt so good to have my old Bible back in my hands again. Reading those words were like medicine to my hungry soul, a craving I didn’t realize I had until it was satisfied.

I was away from the noise of the world and I could hear Him again. There He was, waiting for me… patiently. And It felt wonderful.

“Oh be careful little ears what you hear,

  Oh be careful little eyes what you see

 ‘Cause the Father up above is looking down in Love

 Oh be careful little ears what you hear..”

The Storm

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We have been trapped in the house for days. In South Carolina, it just doesn’t snow…. but this week it decided to start coming down… and didn’t stop for THREE days! After endless hours watching the forecast, we prepared as best as we could for the days ahead. Stores were emptied of the typical bread and milk, cars gassed, batteries stocked and we all bunkered down in our homes.

Isolated from the rest of the world as the storm approached.

As the days went on and the news kept running I learned that no matter how much you prepare, sometimes you just aren’t prepared for what life throws at you.

How similar was this past week with other situations in life? You may see something BIG coming at you. You brace yourself as best as you can… but sometimes, no matter how well we stock up or bunker down, we can’t escape life’s curveballs.

My Pastor once said that the first step the enemy loves to do during a moment in crisis is to isolate you. Make you feel alone. Separate yourself from the outside world so he can begin to whisper lies in your ear…

And then he loves to convince you to keep it a secret…

” No one will understand…”

” It’s just that bad.”

” They will think I am weird..”

And the infamous…

” They will think I am not really a Christian if…”

But that’s exactly the opposite of what God’s word said.

That’s why Jesus stressed gathering together in prayer, in communion and in worship…

” LET US NOT STOP MEETING TOGETHER… BUT ENCOURAGING ONE ANOTHER…” HEBREWS 10:25

There is POWER in numbers and POWER in prayer.

Mom’s, life is TOUGH!! Sometimes we don’t even get a chance to get back up before we are knocked down again from another blow. Life has a way of hitting us from all sides… all at the same time But Jesus already knew that. And He knew that we couldn’t do this life alone!! We need each other. We need our love and prayers and smiles…When the days are good…

and when the storms come.

The greatest part about the storm is that Jesus already knows the ending. He wrote the story and although we may never know all the reasons the storms come, this side of heaven, we can rest asured knowing that Gods got this. Our job is to continue to pray, trust and hold on cause sometimes life is a wild ride…

“FOR I KNOW THE PLANS I HAVE FOR YOU ” DECLARES THE LORD, “PLANS TO PROSPER YOU AND NOT TO HARM YOU, PLANS TO GIVE YOU A HOPE AND A FUTURE.” JEREMIAH 29:11

God doesn’t make mistakes, nor does he forget about you. He is working behind the scenes.

By the third day of the snowstorm, many people were left without power. Pipes burst, cars fell into snowdrifts but eventually the snow stopped falling. We thought that day would never come. My children watched out the window as the glaze of ice reflected the sun. We still couldn’t leave the house. unplowed streets made travel too dangerous….

And then the sun began to shine. Its rays came through my window and we all OOHHED and AHHHED so relieved to see the one thing that would bring us freedom. By the next day the streets were dry and we loaded our van to venture out. We were giddy. Cabin fever got the best of us. Apparently everyone else in town had the same idea… but that’s ok. We didn’t care. It felt great to be free. It’s hard to believe that JUST yesterday our hope of warmth was gone. Our world was covered in ice… then POOF, it’s GONE!!

It’s one of the great perks of living in the south…

Our “storm” was over. Our circumstances changed quicker than we realized…. and now it is just a memory… We look back on those three days and can see the good in being trapped…. we may even think it wasn’t as bad as we thought….

Either way, we got through!

Like in life, this too shall pass. The Sun WILL shine again and you can venture on with a smile…. just hold on through the storm.

XOXO

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When Family Disapproves Of Homeschooling

homeschoolingI must admit, I wasn’t too shocked when I got the phone call from my mother-in-law voicing her concerns about my decision to pull my then 5th grader and 3rd grader out of public school to teach them at home. I mean, we had just moved to this state and extensively researched the school districts we were going to build our house near.

I remember it like it was yesterday, me still in the drivers seat trying to explain to her that it was a calling I had to obey! Heck, I didn’t know how I was going to do it, let alone try and explain to others the methods to our madness. All I knew was that God had called me and I chose to obey. I chose to beg and plead and TRUST that He would equip me with what I needed to take us down this path.

Fast forward 6 years and she doesn’t blink at it. She sees that her seven grandchildren are happy, healthy, EDUCATED and socialized…. she even laughs because she always brags at how much we do and how excited our kids are to go to co-op every week… You don’t see that many public students blasting social media with that much excitement about learning…

But she took the time to hold off judgement and see exactly what ” being homeschooled” meant. Now, she is my biggest supporter (and defender).

I would love to say that I escaped the prejudice and ridicule from the ones closest to me, but we haven’t. Some family still will never agree, more for the fact that they have never taken the time to actually ask me what it means to homeschool, why we do it or what we do. But that’s ok, I guess. It won’t change the view my husband and I share on it, nor will it affect our vision. God entrusted these children to me and at the end of the day, the parents always know best.

I know many of you have gone through similar experiences or perhaps are going through them right now. All I can say is hold on tight. Don’t lose that hope and vision that God has spoken to you. If he brought you to it, He will bring you through. It’s a promise and God never breaks his promises!

“Now he who supplies seed to the farmer and bread to eat will also supply you with seed and multiply it and enlarge the harvest that results from your righteousness.” 2 Corinthians 9:10

Over time, they will see that your kids survived and became productive members of society, they can read and write and even do arithmetic. They usually graduate high school with a higher self esteem and awareness ready to take that next step in life, because MOM has prepared them for what life has to offer.  Many form businesses and community connections way before their 20th birthday, and every bit of information from the Museum, Zoo, Historical Landmark can be quoted from memory because while public students visited once, homeschooled children have been weekly guests.

They WILL be socialized- more than you can ever imagine- with more people than you can ever imagine- because homeschoolers actively seek out others. We are a strong community that comes to each others’ aid at a moments notice. An underground world that’s bursting with opportunity and wonder. We plan “school time” around our social calendar, and when we go to co-op, the kids have classes with other kids of ALL ages.

Most of us spend the spring traveling to different homeschool conventions to and fro. Meeting our favorite authors and shaking the hands of the writers from our favorite curriculum. Moms load up their 15 passenger vans with every type of book, game, embalmed animal and science kits they can get their hands on. The sight of moms and dads pulling wagons FULL of those treasures would make any public school teacher drool with envy, because WE get to pick what we like. WE get to buy any book that makes our brains burst with eagerness to learn.

“Is it possible homeschooling can work?”

I love to share our world with others, especially the critics- although some critics can never be satisfied. In that case, lay the fight down and walk away. It’s just not worth it. People are scared of what they don’t know and understand and sometimes it’s not up to us to make them understand. Just continue looking up and God will lead you victoriously down the road less traveled.

XOXO

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Date Night When You Can’t Leave the House

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The holidays are over and our budget is non-existent… not to mention it’s just too stinkin’ cold to even put my big toe on my front porch. My electric blanket is on high most nights and my dreams consist of warmth and memories of the sweet smell of summer. I’m not a winter girl. Never will be and never was. I grew up on an island… where life revolved around beach days… so, these coming months are very hard on me.. Even now, living in the south… it has been COLD! But this also brings a sense of cabin fever. Days spent homeschooling kids who are just itching to run the neighborhood. Gray days and rain decorate my windows… and then I get a text.

” I’m declaring tonight movie night. Do we have popcorn?”

Instantly I smile like a giddy school-girl. I know exactly what this means.

“YES!” I respond

YES YES YES!!!

A date night in! Taking place in our light blue bedroom. The kids are upstairs promptly by 8 p.m and the teens get control of the living room T.V. When hubby sends me texts like these, I know an in-house date night will take place.

Sometimes just doing nothing is the best date of all.

No need for child-care, new outfits, or added expenses. There are many ways to make a DATE NIGHT IN even better than a night out.

For us, any in-house date night consists of a prompt bed time for our little ones. With 5 kids under 10, they have to be upstairs by 8.p.m lights out! The babies usually fall asleep right away and our 9 year old usually reads by a reading light. Daddy reminds the kids… NO coming out of the room!

I also have teenagers and cannot ban them upstairs… so for us, date nights when the teens are home usually take place in our bedroom. The older kids enjoy having dominion over the television and we are left alone. It’s a win-win.

Hubby gets a movie off of AppleTV  and popcorn is popped.

Just this past Friday, my teens were out all night at a friends house…

So I bought snacks ( Taquitoes and nachos) and we caught up on some shows on our DVR… in the living room!!! ALL TO OURSELVES.

In the past, we have been very creative:

-Dinner by the fireplace in the winter

– light up the fire pit on a summer evening. Just for the two of you. Sit together and enjoy the summer sky.

– pick up take-out or cook dinner for the two of you later in the evening, take out those candles, decorate the table and enjoy…

– We have party lights in our screen porch, in summers we have been know to close the sliders (and the curtains) and we went on a “time-out” while the kids watched a movie in the living room… Just 30 minutes of sitting next to each other in the porch does wonders… ( my teens kept an eye on the little ones)

– Movie night after the kids are asleep

– Game night

– Music night… Set up in the backyard on a summer night with cool drinks and Pandora… our favorite…90’s Alternative. Brings us back to when we were teenagers… dating, wild and free…

– Cornhole competition…. We have been known to get pretty competitive…

– Grill out! Our neighbors are used to the smell of something yummy being grilled at 11 p.m at night… or during a snowstorm. The weirder the weather, the more fun we have with it. it’s even better to eat it on the floor of the living room or in bed.

The best thing that comes out of a date-night in is the re-connection you and your hubby have. Forgetting the stresses that life seems to strangle us in and remember the person you fell in love with… For one second, shedding the mommy/daddy hat and simply being together. Silly, crazy and in love.

They say that everyone has a soundtrack to their lives…. take the time to find out what YOURS is….

then play it!

Have FUN! And let me know how your date-night IN goes!

XOXO

 

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Date Night!

Date Night

I’m a firm believer in date night.  I also love any excuse to buy something new, dress up and go out on the town. When my husband and I go out on dates, I usually always try to have something new that he has not seen me in… But sometimes a new outfit just isn’t in the budget. Especially around Christmas.

He and I have a Christmas date to go out to the Theater. A Christmas Symphony followed by an overnight stay at a hotel in the heart of Downtown. We are blessed to have family who live half a mile away and offered to babysit my rambunctious crew of 7!

Today was spent head first in my closet, rummaging through mounds of dresses and accessories. After what seemed like an eternity, I emerged victoriously! Holding a very cute LBD!

( Little Black Dress…)

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You know, the ones that they tell you everyone should have. For THOSE occasions.

I, of course was lucky enough to have a whole section of them…

And even luckier to have 1 that still fit. Sigh…

It was a dress I had worn earlier in the Spring, at our last date night…

At Gate B precisely at 9:30 P.M.

Hubby had been gone for 2 weeks and I picked him up at the airport, sans kids in a very cute LBD!

This was the dress. The one I would squeeze my body into and turn it from a summer frock to a Winter Wow!

I wasn’t quite sure I would be able to…after all, our unusually mild winter had now dropped to an all freezing low. My spaghetti straps will turn me into a lipstick wearing ice pop!

Lucky enough, my endless need for retail therapy paid off. I had a sparkly red scarf from last Christmas in the depths of my closet… along with swishy pearl earrings, bracelets and plenty of perfume.

A few swipes of lipstick and I would be set.

I dusted off my black and white polk-a-dot heels…

( no. seriously… I really did have to dust them off..)

and found a dress coat that my toddler had ripped the buttons off. I saved the buttons and probably could fix that….

VOILA!

Complete.

I think I may be acceptable to enter the theater now…

With my hot hubby on my arm…

And some extra thread in my purse…

(Cause I never said I was a good seamstress.)

You don’t have to spend a fortune on clothing for date night. Just use what you have and add some *SpArKle*.

And have FUN!

Date nights are important. Whether they are elaborate or just strolling hand in hand…

And Moms… Don’t fret. Your time will come.

For years we couldn’t go out… but things change and kids grow ( and babysit…)

And when they do… take his hand and RUN!!!

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XOXO

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The Nightmare Before Christmas

Christmas JOY

 

‘Tis the season of Joy and happiness. A time where the country is transformed into bows, presents and special movies that make us smile. Holiday decorations come down from the attic and more memories are made.

But for some, this time of year is a nightmare.

The warmth of the season brings back the pain and memories of what was lost. It brings to light the reality of their current circumstances and the pain becomes all to real again.

This year, God has been working on my heart like never before. I have an unexplained excitement about this Christmas year… But not about the shopping and sparkle that surrounds us.

See, the very first Christmas seemed small at the time. Another baby was born.. Unknown by many, in a dirty manger on a cold night. No facebook announcements or Instagram pictures to celebrate with friends around the world. I’m sure as a little girl, Mary didn’t envision an engagement filled with scandal, horseback riding in the 3rd trimester and a labor among cattle. But like so many of us have figured out…. such is life right?

For some, we have learned to roll with the punches and for others, they are too broken to get up anymore. Like Mary and Joseph, the life they envisioned and planned for so long, is but a distant daydream… and what they are left with just makes no sense.

So why am I excited?? Why would such sour news bring a smile to my face?

Because this time of year more than EVER, is a time to seek after the JOY that we have been promised. But, not only to seek after it, but to SHOW it to others. TELL them that although the winds of change have thrown you into the sewers, you are never ever out of God’s grasp…

“He will cover you with His feathers, and under his wing you will find refuge.” Psalm 91:4

God sent His ONE son into a world that wanted to kill and destroy him from the start. He was born into a world ready to devour him just to give us LIFE. To give us JOY. A future we can never imagine!

THAT my dear friends is CHRIST-mas…. The GOOD news. The reason we celebrate. Not because life happened to be good to us one year, not because of our current circumstances…

But because no matter WHERE we are in life, WHAT is happening to us, WHO we lost, WHO we love….

JESUS CAME TO SAVE! HE CAME TO LOVE and He came to give us JOY!

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Busy moms, life is tough. And life doesn’t always work out the way we planned. But hold on tight to the one that holds tomorrow.

On that dark night in Bethlehem, as Mary rocked baby Jesus to sleep, I am sure she wondered WHAT God was thinking…. really?? A BARN??? After spending days on horseback and giving birth in a dirty haystack. Could life get any worse???

At that moment, She couldn’t see the bigger picture. As Joseph was kicking the cows away so they had room to sleep, She didn’t know how beautifully God would turn that story around. That “Fateful” night would turn into something GLORIOUS!

Because that’s the beauty of God.

That’s why we trust Him…

Because HE weaves our story…

He is the  Mighty God and the Prince of Peace… and all we have to do is trust him.

I challenge you today, no matter what is going on in your life, to look UP! Seek Him during this season… and celebrate.

God’s got this!

Merry Christmas my friends

XOXO

Heidi St John Firmly Planted Family Devotional For All Ages

A Fall Family Tradition

 

A Fall Family Tradition

I love traditions. Seriously. If left to my own insanity, I would have a tradition for everything I do. This runs along quite well with my insane hate for change, so instead of insisting of my love of the regular… I label it Traditions!

And once Fall hits, It’s time for my cute aprons to come out and our baking to begin. Starting in September, September 1st to be exact. We welcome Fall into our Little Red house. It’s still hot in the south, but we celebrate a bit early to anticipate what’s to come.

What once started out as a simple apple pie to welcome in the season has now turned into an apple festival that spiraled out of control! With 7 kids and various family and friends who anticipate the start of baking day as much as we do….Pies, crisps and home made applesauce now adorn our days.

For me food means bringing people together… and that’s what I love the most. The gathering of my kids around the table, excited about the days events. As my children grow, my traditions have been taken over by them. I have graduated to the “overseer” as my teenagers happily start handing out jobs to the littler ones. Their friends come over to help with the baking.

There is something about a full house that warms my heart… and usually, in the center of that is food! It brings people closer, puts them at ease and warms the soul.

 A Fall Family Tradition

In our Little Red House the smell of Fall closely resembles Apples. Our huge crock pot is simmering with freshly peeled apples….Sprinkled with various amounts of sugar and cinnamon… And a bag of apples are always bought for my Aunt Diana who lives right down the street. My children love to pick the juiciest ones for her to make into the best apple butter this side of the Mason-Dixon Line.

This year, we learned the secret of “seconds.” Seconds are the apples that fall to the ground before they get the chance to be picked. They are gathered and placed in a huge farm freezer and are sold for mere pennies. So after my kids picked some fruit from the trees, we purchased a huge box of seconds for about $5. After making 4 apple pies, 2 apple crisps, 8.5 qts of apple sauce, 4 cans of apple butter, freezing 15 apples for later use AND eating apples with breakfast, lunch and dinner, we still had about 1/2 a bushel left over….

Our Apple Pie tradition has been celebrated for over a decade. It has been picked up by other families and inspired people to celebrate the little things.

My prayer is that when my kids grow up and go off on their own, that somehow, they will all make their way back to my Little Red House for a plateful of apple pie. That they will come back with their husbands and wives, their kids and their friends…

And that one day, when I am long gone, they will carry this tradition on in their own home. That on September 1st neighbors will smell the sweet aroma of cooking apples and know that in their house… Love abides.

XOXO

Heidi St John Guide to Daylight