Monday, May 21, 2012
"You'll Blink"
Yesterday we had a picnic after church and Steve asked me if I was able to have any conversations with anyone. I told him I was able to have a lot of half conversations and one full one. The others were met with "I need to go to the bathroom" or "Mom, can you look at this sandman's head?" or "Mom, look at this (dead) fish I caught!" And the cool thing is, as much as I would have loved to have had a full length grown up conversation with each of those friends, I'm grateful to be in the season of interruptions. I hesitated for a couple of minutes to jump up and take one of my little ones up the hill to the bathroom, because I had been wanting to have a conversation with this friend for some time now, but when I did get up and take her, I was so glad I did. As she skipped along and laughed, I thought it won't be long and she won't need me to go with her. She won't need me to help her wiggle back into her wet bathing suit back up or turn the knob on the sink. So, instead of feeling frustrated, I actually, by God's grace, was able to enjoy the so-called interruptions. And I'm slowly learning that they really aren't interruptions. They are opportunities to teach and train and enjoy the little people God has given to us to care for this season.
So, my baby is 4 as of yesterday. And she loves elephants and the color purple and blowing bubbles. She loves Popsicles and Magna Doodles and playing with her beads and drawing with chalk. She carries her pink Princess Softy wherever she can and she likes to wear dresses and brown sandals. She wants fish kisses and worship songs before she falls asleep at night as she's being tucked in before her prayers. And next year this time she'll probably have a different favorite color and toy and I'll be happy she's 5, but I won't wish away this season. I'll enjoy learning and growing with her!
Friday, May 18, 2012
It is called...
a fire and a tool (Jeremiah 23:29)
a weapon (Ephesians 6:17)
seed (1 Peter 1:23)
It is perfect, sure, right, pure, true and righteous.
It is sweeter than honey, and to be desired more than much fine gold (Psalm 19:7-10).
It can convert the soul.
Make wise the simple.
Rejoice the heart.
Enlighten the eyes.
It is living and powerful, and sharper than any two-edged sword.
It is a discerner of the thoughts and intents of the heart. (Hebrews 4:12)
It is the Word of God.
Am I being governed by the Word of God? That is a question I've been thinking on as I've been reading Donald Whitney's excellent book "Ten Questions to Diagnose Your Spiritual Health".
Governed - (Websters 1828) - Directed; regulated by authority; controlled; managed; influenced; restrained.
Wednesday, March 28, 2012
Little Girl.Long Way
Out of the depths, O Lord, I cry to You
When I am tempted to despair
Though I might fail to trust Your promises
You never fail to hear my prayer
And if You judged my sin
I’d never stand again
But I see mercy in Your hands
So more than watchmen for the morning
I will wait for You, my God
When my fears come with no warning
In Your Word I’ll put my trust
When the harvest time is over and I still see no fruit
I will wait, I will wait for You
The secret mysteries belong to You
We only know what You reveal
And all my questions that are unresolved
Don’t change the wisdom of Your will
In every trial and loss
My hope is in the cross
Where Your compassions never fail
This song rang through our home, our car, our shower, my head, my heart many, many, many times for the first 3 years of our Jordyn's life.
Today I was sitting here at breakfast, watching her put down some Rice Crispies, and I was just overwhelmed with JOY.
Joy in what the Lord has done and is doing in this little girl - the little girl who used to scream, out of anger, for eight or nine hours straight. The little girl who used to sit on the floor and bury her fists in the ground when we asked her to do something. The little girl who would refuse to eat because she simply didn't want to pick up the food. The little girl who would scream every Sunday during worship.
This morning she's eating and listening and talking - thanking me for her cereal and asking to play beads, and as she clears her dishes and puts them in the sink she begins dancing around the kitchen saying "it's time to party"! The LORD indeed is good. And not only has He been changing her, He's been changing me. Again...big, grateful sigh! =) HIS steadfast love endures forever. HIS faithfulness never ends. HIS mercies ARE new e.v.e.r.y. day.
I read these verses this morning and began praying it for the girls...
"The Lord is my strength and my song; He has become my salvation. Glad songs of salvation are in the tents of the righteous." Psalm 118:14-15
May He be their strength and song. May He save them! May glad songs pour forth from their lips as they are overwhelmed by God's unending, never-stopping, always and forever love!
Monday, March 26, 2012
3234 Oak Tree Lane
Thursday, February 2, 2012
Who Am I?
100 Plus Joys
Tuesday, August 30, 2011
More Truth.
could keep us from Your love
No sickness, no secret, no chain is strong enough
to keep us from Your love
to keep us from Your love
How high, how wide
No matter where I am, healing is in Your hands
How deep, How strong,
And now by Your grace I stand, healing is in Your hands
Our present, our future, our past is in Your hands
We're covered by Your blood
We're covered by Your blood
How high, How wide
no matter where I am, healing is in Your hands
How deep, How strong
And now by Your grace I stand, healing is in Your hands
Thursday, August 25, 2011
Joy.
Monday, July 18, 2011
How God Used A Drought and An Umbrella
There was a severe drought some years ago in the northern part of England. The situation became so severe that if it would not rain within a week, the crops would be totally lost. Due to this urgent need, it was decided to have a special prayer service for rain in one of the local churches.
As the minister of this congregation was approaching the church, he saw a little girl ahead of him carrying an umbrella. He caught up with the girl and asked her, “My little girl, why are you carrying an umbrella to church on such a hot day?”
Turning and looking into his face, the girl answered, “We are going to ask God to send rain today. I want to be ready.”
The minister testified in his sermon that the faith of this girl put him to shame.
From “How God Used a Drought and an Umbrella” by Joel R. Beeke and Diana Kleyn
Tuesday, July 5, 2011
The Best Day of the Week
Wednesday, June 29, 2011
Truth.
Thursday, February 24, 2011
Seeing God in the Details...
Sunday, January 16, 2011
10 Fun Weekend Memories...
Thursday, January 13, 2011
Rock of Ages, cleft for me...
- Tuesday I was reading Joni Eareckson Tada's book "The God I Love" and her family was singing "Rock of Ages". Throughout the day I was singing the first verse over and over again to myself. At rest time Reagan heard me and came in the room so excited! She's been reading these wonderful little books, and the story she read that same morning had "Rock of Ages" in it! I love when God gives those special opportunities to be able to share with my girls about who He is and to see how He is softening especially Reagan's heart towards Himself!
- Rock of Ages, cleft for me,Let me hide myself in Thee;Let the water and the blood,From Thy wounded side which flowed,Be of sin the double cure,Save from wrath and make me pure.
- Not the labor of my handsCan fulfill Thy law’s demands;Could my zeal no respite know,Could my tears forever flow,All for sin could not atone;Thou must save, and Thou alone.
- Nothing in my hand I bring,Simply to Thy cross I cling;Naked, come to Thee for dress;Helpless, look to Thee for grace;Foul, I to the fountain fly;Wash me, Savior, or I die.
- While I draw this fleeting breath,When my eyes shall close in death,When I rise to worlds unknown,And behold Thee on Thy throne,Rock of Ages, cleft for me,Let me hide myself in Thee.
