My Mundane Musings

Growing up I longed for the fast paced life of big city life and corporate America. Now I’m a stay at home mom of 4 in a small rural community! And I wouldn’t have it any other way! (At least for now).

Goop on my hands… September 10, 2008

Filed under: family,food,healthy living,life,Nifty Stuff,works-for-me-wednesday — Rebekah Sanders @ 11:22 am

I love to cook. Really. Hate my kitchen, but still love to cook. Especially after discovering vinyl gloves!

We went to a friends house for dinner one night and as we walked in, she was chopping garlic and had gloves on her hand. Not big gloves like dishwashing/cleaning gloves (do those things make anyone else’s hands sweat like they do mine?), but latex/vinyl gloves like doctors wear.

My mind screamed BRILLIANT! And starting racing with the possibilities.

So, I went out and bought a box. They were buy the first aid supplies at my Target. And now I find myself using them almost daily.

I use them any time I have to do anything with dough. I don’t even have to take my rings off anymore. I use them any time I have to handle raw meat with my hands. I use them any time I might otherwise find myself washing my hands over and over and over again while I prepare a meal.

And you know how it is – as soon as you get your hands dirty, one of the kids needs you. The phone rings. There is a knock at the door. When you’re wearing gloves, you simply pull them off and go! GENIUS!!!

What’s your favorite kitchen tip?


I’ve been thinking… August 13, 2008

Filed under: family,friends,life,Nifty Stuff,profoundness — Rebekah Sanders @ 7:40 pm

I know, I know – maybe that’s why I’ve been having migraines. Really don’t think that’s it, but I’ll try and lay off in the next day or two and see if it helps.

I’ve seen a growing trend lately of people who are coming out of the closet and telling God they are mad. Of people coming out and telling others that they are mad at God. I’ve never really had an issue with doing this. I always figured he already knows it, so why not tell Him and lets work through this thing. Because isn’t that really the first step in healing hurts? Admitting there is a problem?

And since my husband is a pastor, I talk to a lot of pastor’s wives. I’m actually friends with a whole bunch of them. They bless me more than they will ever know. They are the ones who speak into my life. Who aren’t afraid to tell me if I’m being stupid. And oh my – do I ever SHOCK them sometimes with the things that come out of my mouth. I wish y’all could have seen the look on the face of a friend when I told her that I had no issues with people who get tattoos when they are a Christian (within reason of course). I do that a lot. Because I know that it’s ultimately up to God to judge and since I’ve read my Bible, I figure this is one of those gray areas that every person needs to make up their own mind on. They are the ones who will have to talk to God about it someday. Not an issue for me since I have a bitty issue with needles…

Wow! Did I chase down a rabbit trail there! That was sooo not my point and I hope y’all are still with me! Are you still there? I promise – I have a point!

Anyway, so this pastor’s wife friend and I were talking the other day. She and her husband are about to change ministry assignments. I wish that things were better for them. But like many, many churches, theirs has a few people who make their lives more difficult than they need to be.

And we’ve wondered how they got like that. Because people who go to church don’t usually start out falling in love with Jesus and plugging into a church with an agenda and trying to kill pastors. But somewhere along the way, they become so hard hearted. So callous. So bitter.

And last night, like a lightbulb going off in my head, it was like the Holy Spirit revealed to me that it happens when people harbor anger and bitterness builds.

How does it get into the church? How do the church leaders become so bitter that they’d rather see their own agenda pushed through than a move of God? It’s because they are…

are you ready for this?

They are mad at God!!! I would guess that if you look back in their lives, you’ll be able to trace it back to something that God “allowed” or didn’t “prevent” – as if He were some genie in a bottle. A spouse died a long drawn out death. A child’s life ended long before it should have. There life savings was wrapped up in stock that dropped out beneath them when the CEO of the company decided to steal money. 9-11 happened. Doesn’t matter what it was, they blame God. They hold a grudge.

But the problem is, they can’t admit they are mad at God. Because there is a gross misunderstanding of the Scripture when it comes to anger. To many, it’s sin to be angry. And to be angry with God? Certainly that will send you straight to Hell.

So, they misplace the blame. They hurt those close to them because they have to take it out on someone. And sometimes they are even able to make things right with their relationships here on earth. But there is still a bitterness, an anger in their hearts and a long life lived with “what if’s”.

But real healing isn’t going to be able to happen until they are able to admit with themselves and with God that they are angry. That what happened HURT and they don’t understand the things of God. Because once they are able to see past what they think God did, they will be able to see who God is. He is Grace. He is Hope. He is Love. And only when they are able to see those things, can true healing really begin.

I’m not a theologian. I don’t pretend to be. I’m not even a preacher. I leave that up to my husband. But that’s what’s been in my head and on my heart today. I’ve been a bit miffed at God lately. But I know that above all, He has my best interests in His heart. His ways are above my own. And more than anything, I just want more of Him. And I know that His grace helps me work through my issues. I know that His love holds me through it all. And I know that He’ll be right there when I’m done with my little tantrum. And I am eternally grateful!


Works For Me Wednesday – doctor’s appointments… July 9, 2008

Filed under: family,kids,life,Nifty Stuff,works-for-me-wednesday — Rebekah Sanders @ 7:01 am

For some reason it seems like someone is at the doctor all the time for the past few years. If it’s not Chip, it’s one of the kids. Between Kait’s reflux, Elijah’s asthma, Noah busting his head open and Seth’s well-child checks, I’m the only one who hasn’t had to go to the doctor.

And it seems like they want to retake your history every time you are there. Especially those pesky meds that have super long names and various dosages and all for various people. It gets a bit confusing from time to time. I can always remember what people are taking meds FOR, but not always which ones they are.

So, I started keeping them in my phone in the notepad. Each person has their own list and every time we get a new Rx, I just add it to my phone before I file the paperwork in the file cabinet. That way, whenever we go to the dr, I have the list at my fingertips (I also keep a list of the antibiotics Chip has taken in the past since he’s allergic to penicillin and can’t take them all).

And my phone is also handy for punching in different things that I might want to look up or ask Chip’s sister about (she’s an RN) when we get home.

So, that’s what works for me. What’s your best “going to the doctor” tip?



Healthy living… June 19, 2008

Filed under: blog,friends,goals,healthy living,life,Nifty Stuff,weight loss — Rebekah Sanders @ 8:10 am

So, I’m jumping the gun just a little bit and starting early. Hoping to get some good trends started before I actually start my 31 days of healthy living on July 1st. I have four goals…

  1. Eat as healthy as possible, as much as possible.
  2. Drink 120 oz. of water daily and and match any caffeine intake ounce for ounce.
  3. Exercise at least 20 minutes a day every day but Sunday.
  4. No eating after 10 p.m.

They all seem like do-able goals. But the truth is, yesterday I tried my best to eat healthy. I tried my best to drink water. (I hate water. Dr. Pepper is so much better). I walked 20 minutes on the treadmill in the morning. And yet but 4pm, my body thought it was STARVING! The baked ravioli for dinner did little to calm the monster in my stomach. My brain new that I wasn’t, but had a very hard time convincing my stomach otherwise. I could hear my stomach coaxing my brain, “There is chocolate in the kitchen cabinet. Remember chocolate? We had chocolate yesterday. We *both* like chocolate.” *sigh* It was a battle of wills. And in the end I ate two graham crackers while Chip ate s’mores. *sigh*

So, I’m starting my quest a few days early. So I don’t DIE when July starts. I’ve joined Gyminee to keep track of things like what I’m eating, how much I’m exercising, and the ugly truth that is my weight. So, who’s going to join me? Go sign up for your own Gyminee account and be my friend and let’s strive to live a healthier life together.

Who’s in?


Customer Service… May 15, 2008

Filed under: church,internet,life,Nifty Stuff,profoundness — Rebekah Sanders @ 2:56 pm

Bad customer service bothers me. If I’m going to spend my money on your product or in your store or on your website, I want to be treated with respect. I’m not looking for a reason to be upset, so please don’t go out of your way to treat me like I’m second rate. I am your customer and I am always right! (Just ask my husband – he’ll tell you that at the very least I always *think* I’m right).

We were in a grocery store that we frequent recently. It was 2pm on Monday. Which meant that all of the older people were already home from their morning shopping. And all of the soccer moms had already left for home to put their groceries away so they could go pick their kids up from school. The store was DEAD! There was hardly anyone there at all. As we wandered up and down the aisles, we saw the same two men and that was it. One was an older gentleman who could barely walk and the other was obviously the guy who goes and takes this guy out from time to time. They were the ONLY people that we saw. Other than employees.

(I  do want to say that not ALL of this trip had bad customer service. When I asked someone where something was, not only did he tell me where he thought it was, but he also went to check. When it wasn’t there, he went and asked someone who did. He was eager to help. He raced all over that store and didn’t rest until I had actually located on the shelf exactly what it was I was looking for. That kind of service – the kind that goes above and beyond – is my favorite kind).

Anyway, we had done all of our shopping and Chip had taken one of the kids to the bathroom. Which is why I’ll never shop without him. I had stopped by the checkouts – not actually entering a lane – to look behind me to make sure I had all my kids. When I hear someone say, “Ma’am?”

I’m not old enough to be a ma’am. But I heard it again, “Ma’am? This is an express lane. 10 items or less.”

First, I’m not in your lane. Second, I know how to read and can see the bright pink sign at the beginning of your lane. And third, you are standing there doing NOTHING and there are three other people in the only other open lane.  And she’s standing there looking at me like I had better not even think about getting into the lane. Is she KIDDING me?

So, I go and stand behind the other people in the other lane and wait my turn. Because that’s always a lot of fun with three kids who want to grab every piece of candy on the shelf. Two people in front of me go – in which time I absolutely CERTAIN this cashier who is standing there doing NOTHING could have rung up my groceries and bagged them and loaded them in my car for me. The two other men in the store come up to the checkouts with maybe 15-20 items in their cart. She denies them too. They get in line behind me, the one guy looking like he’s spent after grocery shopping and the other clearly irritated that this woman is standing there doing NOTHING.

I’m half tempted to let them go in front of me, but I’ve already been standing there for 10 minutes waiting my turn. And the natives are getting restless. I’ve already started putting my groceries up – which I organize in my cart as I put them in because I used to bag groceries so I’m a bit picky about it all.

Mercifully, the front desk clerk calls someone else up to help with the checkouts. Even though there are probably three other people shopping in the ENTIRE STORE! And “Bob” (because the younger guy kept saying, “We’ll just have to wait a few more minutes, Bob. Are you ok, Bob? We did a lot of shopping, didn’t we, Bob?) gets to go first in the new line. Thank goodness.

I had a pleasant cashier and bagboy. They chatted with me WHILE THEY WORKED and smiled the whole time. They kept things moving and I felt like they valued my time.

But then, I kid you not, as I was paying for my groceries and they were finishing the bagging, a lady came and got in line behind me with a gallon of milk and a loaf of bread. Because even though the light was on, the express lane lady was NOWHERE TO BE FOUND!!! She worked so hard to make sure that her lane was available to such a specific group and when they were finally there, she was gone. I really, really hate when people use “rules and regulations” as a reason to not do their job.

I see a lot of parallels to the church in all of that. Or just to a Christian life for that fact. How’s your customer service? Are you willing to go out of your way and run all over to help out someone in need? Are you going to give service with a smile, with joy? Or are you going to use the “rules” to be an exclusive club that can only service a certain group? And will you be available to serve those you’re willing to reach?

So many Christians say they can’t do this and they can’t do that. They hide behind the rules. Only instead of 20 items or less, it’s 20 sins or less (because let’s face it, most Christians/churches who refuse to associate with sinners that struggle with things like porn or adultery or homosexuality or gambling or even *gasp* alcohol, are still more than willing to let the gossips, the slanders and the legalistic into their lives/churches). But when push comes to shove and those who are weary and worn and just run haggard show up at the door, they are of absolutely no help at all. Because when push comes to shove, they want little more than to warm a pew and be secure in their salvation but not a whole lot more. And they certainly don’t want to let anyone in who might do something or say something that would cause them to stumble (which is just such a huge cop out).

But then there are churches out there – of all sizes, not just mega-churches – who want nothing more than to serve Jesus. They want to introduce people to a very real Savior because they’ve had an encounter, because of someone with good “customer service”, and they think everyone should experience that kind of love and grace and mercy and freedom. And it is truly an amazing thing when the things of Jesus become viral. All because someone chose to love Jesus and love Him well.


Ready for the weekend… May 9, 2008

Filed under: entertainment,fun,internet,life,music,Nifty Stuff,shopping,technology — Rebekah Sanders @ 9:45 pm

I’m sitting in the recliner with my feet up. It’s going to be a LONG night for me I’m afraid since I just accidentally popped 3 excederin migraine pills. Oops! I went in there after Tylenol and wasn’t thinking apparently. Hopefully I’ll get some sleep tonight. And I hope the headache goes away.

We took off this afternoon and went shopping. I bought a super cute new pair of shoes (slipper?). They are a pair of brown plaid super-cute shoes! And they are really warm! I’m not sure they are something that I’d wear out and about, but they’ll be great for kicking around the house.

 Oh! Did I mention that they were only $8!!!

And while I’m all snuggled into my chair, I’m gear up to watch the Phil Wickham concert FREE on his blog via mogulus. Go check it out –  He’s recording a live record tonight while he’s there and streaming it free online while it’s going on. I’m off to listen…


My top 100 things to do before I die… May 8, 2008

Filed under: Before I Die,blog,entertainment,goals,internet,life,Nifty Stuff — Rebekah Sanders @ 9:49 pm

I’m going to make a list. A list of things that I want to do before I die. 100 things at least. I am *not* going to finish this list tonight. But my comment last night about Cirque Du Soliel and posts by her and her and probably a few others that I read made me decide that I should make my own list. I’m not sure how far I’ll get tonight, but there is no time to start by the present.

  1. Finish this list!
  2. See Cirque Du Soleil live.
  3. Visit NYC.
  4. Take my kids on a real vacation that doesn’t involve visiting family.
  5. Go to Disney World.
  6. Write a book.
  7. Go on a safari in Africa.
  8. Visit Australia and New Zealand.
  9. Visit all of the MLB ballparks
  10. Visit all 50 United States.
  11. Eat authentic Italian food – in Italy!
  12. Go to The Masters.
  13. Have a book that I write published.
  14. Shower in a waterfall.
  15. Drive across America.
  16. Spend Christmas somewhere tropical.
  17. Lose 40 pounds.
  18. Go for a hike in the woods.
  19. Go geocaching.
  20. Plant a tree.
  21. Golf with my husband.
  22. See a tornado (but hopefully not up close).
  23. Fly a kite.
  24. Reach 500 readers on my blog in one day.
  25. Send a card to someone for no reason at all.
  26. Make something new for dinner that we’ve never had before and is a bit outside the box.
  27. Get my own domain name for my blog.
  28. Host my own blog (more from to
  29. Learn to knit.
  30. Have a regular date night with my husband – even if it’s at home after the kids are in bed.
  31. Start a regular family night before my kids are too old to appreciate it.
  32. Have an article or short story published.
  33. Buy a GREAT pair of shoes. (this is harder than most people think).
  34. Blog for 100 days straight.
Ok, I’m a third of the way done. That’s the easy part. The part that I can just jot off without thinking about too hard. The rest of it isn’t going to be quite so easy.