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Kara Murri
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This podcast is a place where we recognize the love Jesus Christ has for women in the scriptures and women in our day. We discuss the life of Jesus Christ and where He shows up and how we can find Him in our every day lives.
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3 Easy Tips to Change Your Self-Talk | Believe You are Enough
Jan 21, 2021Tap to summarizeGrab your Free 10 Minute Takeaway Here! Do you believe it? Do you believe you are enough, and always will be enough? I know what it’s like. I’ve been there. I’ve looked in the mirror with thoughts running through my mind about all the things that are wrong with me. Not just physically either; mentally, emotionally. It’s hard. It’s hard to look in the mirror and not see someone you can love. When was the last time you looked in the mirror and said kind words? When was the last time you encouraged yourself like you do your kids, your spouse or your best friend? Do you say things to yourself that you’d never want to say out loud in front of someone else? Today is a great day to change that. Here are 3 easy steps to help your self talk start to change. • Today, take a minute, look into the mirror and say 3 good things about yourself.Don’t just stand there though. Look into your beautiful eyes. Look and see who is in there. See who you can find that is behind the pain or hurt. Find her. She needs love from the woman standing there looking at her. • Notice when that negative self-talk creeks in. It won’t always be while looking in the mirror. Whenever you catch negative self-talk, change your thought. Tell yourself 3 good things about yourself. When you start to feel love for yourself, you will start to feel love more fully for others as well. When you can look in the mirror and smile at the woman looking back with genuine gratitude, you life will forever be changed. • Appreciate your for being you! Be grateful for who y...
Transcribe →Let go of Perfectionism and still Be Happy
Jan 20, 2017Tap to summarizeI had just had baby number five. My oldest was five. I was doing the best I could adjusting to having another baby in the house. After a few months I could see the beginnings of our “new normal”. We were all surviving and doing alright. I realized at some point in all of our new crazy (because five kids five years apart is crazy, let’s just get that out there), that certain things were totally slipping. Things that I never let slip and slide by me before. I tried to be on top of things. After all, going out in public with all of them was always full of adventure. It probably left mom in tears at least a quarter of the time, and someone else in tears the other 3/4 of the time. We’d be getting out of the car, and I’d realize that someones hair hadn’t been touched all day long – it was full on bed head, and there was nothing I could do now. We’d start unloading out of the car, and a shoe or a sock would be missing, or perhaps a coat was just not in the car at all and it was zero degrees. As the years have passed, and I’ve had another baby, making 6 in 7 years. Even more slips by me now. I still can’t seem to get everyone to comb/brush their hair before they head off to school. I still can’t keep track of coats for everyone. However, mouths are fed, clothes get washed, the house gets picked up, and kids know they are loved. It’s taken me a few years to realize that it’s okay to have to let things slide. It’s okay to let go of that perfectionism that I tend to have. It can also be REALLY, REALLY hard. As a mom of six, sometimes my perfectionism comes out in tears, frustration of not being able to keep up with my house, laundry, dishes, and homework. So, something has to go. Something has to slip and slide, and I HAVE to be okay with it. The biggest lesson I’ve learned from motherhood, is that sometimes you have to let go of perfectionism, and still be happy. You have to let go of things that matter to you, but don’t matter in the grand scheme of things. When you can do that, you will BE HAPPY. You will find your “new normal”, or your “new crazy”, and you will love it. This year I want to find more joy, I want to see the happy and spread...
Transcribe →Dear Overwhelmed Mother
Jan 11, 2017Tap to summarizeI want to make sure you know before reading this, that whether you have 1 child or 12 children, we all have moments where we become an overwhelmed mother. Don’t feel like because I talk about having six kids close together, it means that you can’t relate or need to feel bad for relating. One thing that I’ve learned is that whatever stage we are in, that is the hardest place we’ve been as a mother. It was hard when I had one. It was a different hard when I had four. We all have hard, and we can relate without putting ourselves down for having different hard things. Dear friend (aka overwhelmed mother), You know what that moment is like. The one where the day seems to be crashing down around you. Dinner isn’t even started, the breakfast dishes are still everywhere. The floor is sticky, the kids are running around in pajamas, and you feel like you don’t have control of anything. Someone is screaming for you or at you, or possibly both. Sometimes motherhood just becomes overwhelming. I’ve had that moment what feels like a million times over. Motherhood has been something that has not come as naturally as I anticipated when I was a older teenager/young adult. The patience I once felt like I had seems to have disappeared. Having six kids in the span of seven years has been a great way to see how patient I actually am, or rather the LACK of patience I actually have. For so many years I had a baby, a toddler and a preschooler. The days were oh so long. Everyone told me I’d miss it someday (I’m still waiting to miss it and my baby is in school now). I had, and still have, these moments where it all just becomes so overwhelming to me. The kids are so loud sometimes, the house just won’t stay picked up, the laundry is 5-6 loads deep in various stages, and everyone is asking me questions. It is in these moments where I just need to step away from the chaos and lock myself in my room and have a good cry, and a talk with God. Almost every time I start by saying, “How am I supposed to do this? Why did they need to come so close together? It’s so hard having them so close together, and there are so many of them!” <img decoding="async" loading="lazy" class="aligncenter wp-image-1026" src="http://todayiamenough.com//wp-cont...
Transcribe →My Baby’s Story – Part 3
Nov 7, 2016Tap to summarizeMy baby’s story Part 1 and Part 2 First look When we went back into Jack’s room he was so swollen from all the fluids. His little face as so red from laying face down for several hours during surgery. It seemed like he had a million things connected to him. More than before surgery. At one point I’d asked the doctor how long recovery would be. He said it would vary, but best case would be seven days. We could be home in seven days. It seemed like a long shot from the look of my sweet baby. I hoped it wouldn’t be long though. After Surgery Sunday we sat with our baby a lot and talked with so many various people coming and going from his room. There was a breathing tube, a feeding tube, and other tubes that monitored a million things. Sunday night I decided I needed to be with my other kids. Jack was doing well, and I was reassured that I could call any time, and I would also get a call any time anything was going to be happening. It was so bitter sweet. I needed to see my other kids. I needed to hug them, and let them know that I loved them. Monday was great. I got to play and hug and be with those littles that really didn’t know what was happening. They had been shuffled to friends houses and with family, and had dinners brought to us. We had so much help and love. It’s still overwhelming to me today. As I was sitting folding laundry I got a phone call from the hospital. They had taken Jack’s breathing tube out, and he was doing great! I was so excited they let me know. I knew they might try Tuesday, but he seemed ready so...
Transcribe →My baby’s story – Part 2
Nov 3, 2016Tap to summarizeRead part 1 here. What’s Next We decided it was best to go home and explain what was going on to our other kids. When we got home, we woke our sleepy littles up (again, ages 4, 2, and 1) and explained the best we were able that Jack was at a children’s hospital and grandma and grandpa would be with them that day. We said a prayer as a family, and we headed up to be with Jack. It took an hour to get to the hospital. We arrived around 7:00 AM. He was just coming out from his CT scan so they could verify everything from the previous hospital and they also wanted to see if the blood clot was getting bigger or not. We met the neurosurgeon around 9:00 AM, and went over the scan. He couldn’t quite tell if it was getting bigger, but thought it may be. He told us he had another surgery to do, and ordered an MRI for Jack. He’d come back in to discuss the results after this other surgery. The MRI Results The MRI was done around 10:00 AM. There was a lot, a lot of waiting. All we knew, was the MRI was to look for a mass of any sort (tumor) and if there was a mass, there was a 100% chance of surgery. Otherwise, surgery was unlikely because hew as so young, and the body can absorb clots, so it’d just be monitoring him at that point. The doctor finally came back in around 2:00 PM. I remember sitting in the chair by Jack’s bed, my husband and my dad in the room with me. The doctor was standing. He seemed so tall. We were told the MRI came back with no mass. That was great news. Then he told us, “My gut is telling me I need to do surgery.” Then he spoke more, and I’m not sure any more what he said. He told us 2 more times, “My gut is telling me I need to do surgery.” We decided that if he felt like that was the best next step, we should do surgery. I feel like the next second, I had a million people in front of me having my sign paper after paper, after paper. Each paper was being explained to me and there was no time to actually read them through. I remember the risks being read to me about the surgery and sedation and all...
Transcribe →My baby’s story – Part 1
Nov 1, 2016Tap to summarizeWhile this is part of my story, it is also my baby’s story. It is a moment from his life, he will never remember, and only hear about. It is a moment that I will never forget. Some times moments in our story change our lives, and my baby’s brain surgery did that. The beginning of my Baby’s Story The H1N1 flu was brand new. There were all sorts of precautions being made in hospitals because of it. I was due to have a baby right in the middle of flu season. Baby number 4, our third son. We were very excited. The day came when he was born. Everything went great. The nurses were wonderful, the doctor was wonderful, the birth was just like we anticipated it being. We video chatted with the other 3 kids (ages 4.5, 2.8, 18 months) and showed them their new baby brother, since they weren’t allowed to visit in the hospital. We brought out perfect little babe home after a couple days, and he was not lacking in any attention, ever. Our daughter loved him and the boys thought it was great to have another boy around (even if he didn’t do anything yet). All was well. We were adjusting to not sleeping again, and having 4 small children 4 and younger. One evening we decided to get out and run to the store as a family. On the drive home Jack started crying. I couldn’t console him in the car. Once we got home, my husband helped the other kids get ready for bed, while I got Jack ready. He stopped crying, but wouldn’t nurse. If we laid him down, he started to cry. If I held him, he sounded like he was catching his breath from crying so much. We also noticed that his mouth had been a perfect circle while crying when we first got home, and had become a strange oval shape. We realized that Jack wasn’t breathing right, and was skipping a breath every few breathes. I called the nurse, and she told us to go to the ER immediately, becasue he wasn’t getting enough oxygen. The hospital</h...
Transcribe →Today I Believe in ME
Jul 11, 2016Tap to summarizeAre you having one of those days? The kind where everyone else seems to have it all? Everyone seems to have the life you wish you could have? You know the grass is just greener over there. Ugh. Why is it so hard to believe in yourself? It’s not. The grass isn’t greener. EVERY single person has trials. Every one of us has struggles. Life really is hard for everyone. Sometimes we struggle so much more inwardly. Sometimes we struggle outwardly. Some struggles are just one way or the other, and sometimes people try to keep their struggles one way or the other. Finding faith inside of ourselves can be so hard. It’s there there. Sometimes we have to dig deep. There will be times we have to seek someone else to help us find the good in ourselves. There will be times we have to seek help from a loving Father in Heaven to find the good in ourselves. You are amazing. You are kind. You can do hard things. You can do this. You are a somebody. You are worth it. When you have a hard time remembering your worth, say to yourself, “Today I will believe in me.” The post Today I Believe in ME appeared first on Kara Murri.
Transcribe →Be brave and have courage
Jun 20, 2016Tap to summarizeWhat do you think of when you think of being BRAVE? A superhero? Someone you know that has had to endure something incredibly hard? Maybe it is you? I want you to think about something that YOU have had to do recently that has pushed to be brave. I know you can think of something! Following our hearts takes courage. As we follow our hearts, and take giant steps of bravery in our lives, our hearts will expand, grow, and we will be right there with it. We will be able to be where we never thought we’d be because we were willing to take those few seconds and say, “Okay, I’ll do it! I’ll be brave today!” Sometimes we have to jump high and far to be brave in our lives as well. Today I am Enough is something that has pushed me to be brave, over and over and over again. I’ve been taken so far out of my comfort zone, I couldn’t even tell you! It’s been an incredible growing experience. I’ve had to have incredible faith as well. I’ve had to go full force not always seeing where it’ll end, and having faith that the feelings I was having would lead to the right place. Sometimes we have to be brave to feel like we are enough. Somedays it’ll take all you have when you lay down at the end of the day to say to yourself, “Today I am enough. It’s okay that nothing got done that I had planned, and everything went a different direction. Today I am still enough.” We have to “bravely say to [ourselves], I will believe,” that I am enough. Be brave. Have Courage. Jump high. Know who you are. The post Be brave and have courage appeared first on <a rel="nofollow" href="h...
Transcribe →Find the significant things
Jun 20, 2016Tap to summarizeHave you had one of those moments at the end of the day where you look around and wonder what you even did that day? If someone were to ask you what you did, you’d have no idea what to even say. All that comes to mind is that you fed yourself and your kids, and even then it wasn’t anything worth bragging about. Is the list of things you hoped would get done is still just as long as when you woke up? Do you ever feel like it’s hard to find the significant things on those lists? Did you remember that you chatted with a friend that day? You may not even be aware of how much she needed to hear what you said to her. She may have just needed someone to talk to her – about anything. Maybe she had a long day at work. Maybe she was up all night with a baby. Or perhaps she’s struggling to feel like anyone even cares about her. Did you remember the smile you gave to the stranger at the store? It made an impact on their day. Did you remember that you talked to the clerk at the checkout and asked how their day was? You may never know what a kind word could do for someone. Our kind words and kind actions towards strangers, friends, our children, and our spouses can reach far beyond what we may ever see. Seek to see the good we’ve done, that is where you’ll find the significant things. “Sometimes, you feel inadequate and ineffective because you can’t do all that you feel you should. Rather than continually dwelling on what still needs to be done, pause occasionally and reflect on all that you do and have done. It is most significant. The good you have done, the kind words you have spoken, the love you have shown to others, can never be fully measured.” – Thomas Monson The post Find the significant things appeared first on Kara Murri.
Transcribe →Pinterest Fail
May 9, 2016Tap to summarizeI was looking for ideas to decorate my kitchen on Pinterest. I found a post that showed and incredible kitchen. It was huge, and open, and a dream. The caption said, “If your kitchen looks like this, Congratulations, you’re winning.” It made me chuckle. I opened it to see what it was going to show. It ended up being 18 variously kitchens that were unique and beautiful – picture perfect. I didn’t make it to the end before I thought, “NO WONDER!! No wonder we are beating ourselves up all the time!” You guys – this post was telling me that if my kitchen was HUGE (seriously HUGE), open, different, lit perfectly, that I was WINNING. Why can’t I be “winning” with the kitchen that I currently have? Why does my smaller, normal sized, builder grade cabinets, and linoleum floor make it so I’m not winning? Guess what? It doesn’t! My smaller, normal sized, builder grade cabinet, linoleum floor kitchen makes me awesome! Whatever your kitchen is – makes you awesome too! Life isn’t a competition to see who is the winner of the best kitchen award! Thank you Pinterest for showing all the moms who spend hundreds, and hundreds of dollars on parties and make all of us feel like I’m not winning the birthday party awards. Pinterest fail of the day – Pinterest telling me I wasn’t winning. They were wrong! We have to stop! Stop beating yourself up because you don’t do things the way Pinterest shows you they should be. We have to stop beating ourselves up because we “only” throw a regular old birthday party with regular old birthday cake and games. Guess what?! The kids laughed...
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