We're expecting again. About half-way through now. We're excited and full of anticipation, knowing as we do by now that each child is so unique and wonderful in their own way. So we're excited to meet this new little person!
We really felt strongly that God wanted us to have another child, so we are. I'm really grateful for each of our children, and I wouldn't trade a single one of them for anything!
Well, maybe you could have the teenagers for a while...
Wednesday, November 17, 2010
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Thursday, December 24, 2009
Christmas
This is such a wonderful time of the year, when we remember the birth of the Savior, our Lord Jesus Christ. Merry Christmas to each one of you!!
Dessert Plate Repentance
Maybe you've heard the term "death bed repentance"? (As in: "oh no, I'm about to die- I better get my act together")
Well, I just witnessed "dessert plate repentance". Little C was fighting with her sister, so I told them to go upstairs and brush their teeth for bed. She immediately jumped up and exclaimed "but, Dad, I'll be good, I'll be good now- I want dessert!"
So I figured that was dessert plate repentance. As in "oh no, I'm about to miss dessert- I better get my act together".
Well, I just witnessed "dessert plate repentance". Little C was fighting with her sister, so I told them to go upstairs and brush their teeth for bed. She immediately jumped up and exclaimed "but, Dad, I'll be good, I'll be good now- I want dessert!"
So I figured that was dessert plate repentance. As in "oh no, I'm about to miss dessert- I better get my act together".
Friday, December 18, 2009
Christmas Choir
Sunday night I sang in the choir for a Christmas concert at the church. Wonderful experience! I'm so grateful to our Lord and Savior Jesus Christ, and I'm so glad for this season of celebrating His birth!
Monday, November 23, 2009
From the mouths of babes
Mama was checking herself out on the bathroom scales, when J (now age 7) invited herself in and then made the following comment: "Whoa, Mom- you weigh over a thousand pounds??!?!" (Mom was quick to point out that J had missed the decimal point...)
And then C (age 5) was singing to herself an old song by Heart: "I hear the ticking of a cloud, I'm lying here to pinch the dog..."
(The actual lyrics go something like this: "I hear the ticking of the clock, I'm lying here, the room's pitch dark". For any of you who don't know the song.)
Just a couple amusing demonstrations of how, even though we may "see" and "hear", we may lack true understanding. I can't help but think that with my own limited, finite knowledge and understanding, perhaps God sees me as I see my little children. Plus some omniscience, of course. And just as the kids need my guidance and wisdom, I know I need at least that from my loving Heavenly Father.
And then C (age 5) was singing to herself an old song by Heart: "I hear the ticking of a cloud, I'm lying here to pinch the dog..."
(The actual lyrics go something like this: "I hear the ticking of the clock, I'm lying here, the room's pitch dark". For any of you who don't know the song.)
Just a couple amusing demonstrations of how, even though we may "see" and "hear", we may lack true understanding. I can't help but think that with my own limited, finite knowledge and understanding, perhaps God sees me as I see my little children. Plus some omniscience, of course. And just as the kids need my guidance and wisdom, I know I need at least that from my loving Heavenly Father.
Friday, November 6, 2009
Refigerators and Socket Wrenches
The new refrigerator came with a wooden pallet bolted to the bottom. I tipped the fridge over; now I could get at the bolts. I walked across the garage to grab my socket set, thinking of how I hoped I had the right size socket, and of how my Dad can just look at a bolt and say with authority- and always correctly- exactly what size socket I will need. I'm talking exact, as in "that looks like about a 7/16", or "I'd say a 10mm".
I am neither gifted nor experienced enough to perform that little garage trick, so I'm left to stumble along, picking through the sockets or wrenches one by one until I happen to light on one that seems to fit.
Anyway, I now had the socket set in my hand, walking back across the garage, thinking about my socket size selection process. I thought how silly and mundane and trivial this all was, and then the thought crossed my mind: "I wonder if God is really aware of me right now, even some dumb little thing like choosing the right socket..."
And that's when it happened. The socket set started slipping out of my hand, falling to the ground. I groaned, knowing by sad experience just how big the mess of wrenches and sockets all over the floor was going to be. And I was so mad! But somehow, even though the lid of the set is broken and gaping open, the socket set stayed intact within the case.
Well, almost intact. As the socket set fell toward the ground, one single solitary socket appeared to leap out of the case, to land on the floor next to the fridge.
"haha", I said to myself, "wouldn't it just be totally crazy if that turned out to be the exact right socket?? haha. ha."
And it was.
And at that moment, I realized that God really IS aware of me; even the trivial little concerns I have, like finding the right size socket. It may seem a small thing. But I really had the feeling that He was speaking in a very personal and direct way to me. I felt that. And I'm grateful.
I am neither gifted nor experienced enough to perform that little garage trick, so I'm left to stumble along, picking through the sockets or wrenches one by one until I happen to light on one that seems to fit.
Anyway, I now had the socket set in my hand, walking back across the garage, thinking about my socket size selection process. I thought how silly and mundane and trivial this all was, and then the thought crossed my mind: "I wonder if God is really aware of me right now, even some dumb little thing like choosing the right socket..."
And that's when it happened. The socket set started slipping out of my hand, falling to the ground. I groaned, knowing by sad experience just how big the mess of wrenches and sockets all over the floor was going to be. And I was so mad! But somehow, even though the lid of the set is broken and gaping open, the socket set stayed intact within the case.
Well, almost intact. As the socket set fell toward the ground, one single solitary socket appeared to leap out of the case, to land on the floor next to the fridge.
"haha", I said to myself, "wouldn't it just be totally crazy if that turned out to be the exact right socket?? haha. ha."
And it was.
And at that moment, I realized that God really IS aware of me; even the trivial little concerns I have, like finding the right size socket. It may seem a small thing. But I really had the feeling that He was speaking in a very personal and direct way to me. I felt that. And I'm grateful.
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