1. wandering from place to place without any settled home;
2. leading an unsettled or carefree life
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
Vagabond
vag·a·bond [vag-uh-bond]
1. wandering from place to place without any settled home;
2. leading an unsettled or carefree life
1. wandering from place to place without any settled home;
2. leading an unsettled or carefree life
Beer
Why don't I drink beer?
I have been faced with this question countless times and it has often led to confrontation and misunderstandings. I think Tim Hawkins has answered the question with grace and dignity....especially the part about his rear.
I have been faced with this question countless times and it has often led to confrontation and misunderstandings. I think Tim Hawkins has answered the question with grace and dignity....especially the part about his rear.
Thursday, February 21, 2008
Wednesday, February 20, 2008
The Days Are Long...
....but the years are short.
Oh have mercy, these past 13 years been short! I cannot believe that we are celebrating Hannah's 13th birthday today. (no comment on the stranger in the loud outfit and kinky hair)
Hannah is growing into such a lovely, kind, sensitive young lady with a heart that is being shaped by her maker. I still feel completely inadequate as her mother. Thirteen years ago, I was inadequate at caring for an infant and felt such anxiety and worry over things that now seem so trivial.
Today, I feel anxiety and worry over my example as her mother. Am I daily reflecting Christ as a wife and mother, so that I can model for her what biblical womanhood looks like? This is such a greater burden.....but God is good. He is sufficient where I am not. He carried me through the unknown waters of all-night colic sessions and He will carry me through the next very impressionable years in my daughter's life. I trust He will guide Chris and I through the unchartered territory that marks our future as her parents.
As she enters into the years that many parents dread, I don't have fear about what our culture says is inevitable.....that she will withdraw and we will drift apart. I do not embrace the mantra of "teen rebellion" or the "mother-daughter" battles that seem to be the norm through the adolescent years.
The only anxiety or fear that weighs on me is the incredible responsibility and mandate that has been set before me in His Word. Still, I take comfort in the absolute truth that God is sovereign over her life....her future....and her heart. He has already shown grace in her life and it is evident as she is drawn closer to Him.
Happy Birthday Baby Girl! You are a blessing to our lives and a precious gift from God.
Today, I will open her blog to visitors so you can catch a glimpse of our sweet spirited daughter. Feel free to leave a comment. It would make her day!
Oh have mercy, these past 13 years been short! I cannot believe that we are celebrating Hannah's 13th birthday today. (no comment on the stranger in the loud outfit and kinky hair)
Hannah is growing into such a lovely, kind, sensitive young lady with a heart that is being shaped by her maker. I still feel completely inadequate as her mother. Thirteen years ago, I was inadequate at caring for an infant and felt such anxiety and worry over things that now seem so trivial.
Today, I feel anxiety and worry over my example as her mother. Am I daily reflecting Christ as a wife and mother, so that I can model for her what biblical womanhood looks like? This is such a greater burden.....but God is good. He is sufficient where I am not. He carried me through the unknown waters of all-night colic sessions and He will carry me through the next very impressionable years in my daughter's life. I trust He will guide Chris and I through the unchartered territory that marks our future as her parents.
As she enters into the years that many parents dread, I don't have fear about what our culture says is inevitable.....that she will withdraw and we will drift apart. I do not embrace the mantra of "teen rebellion" or the "mother-daughter" battles that seem to be the norm through the adolescent years.
The only anxiety or fear that weighs on me is the incredible responsibility and mandate that has been set before me in His Word. Still, I take comfort in the absolute truth that God is sovereign over her life....her future....and her heart. He has already shown grace in her life and it is evident as she is drawn closer to Him.
Happy Birthday Baby Girl! You are a blessing to our lives and a precious gift from God.
Today, I will open her blog to visitors so you can catch a glimpse of our sweet spirited daughter. Feel free to leave a comment. It would make her day!
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
New & Improved
Benjamin is not the only addition to our home. Finally, all the construction is complete!
Remember this?
After several months of and several mini-strokes accompanied by nervous breakdowns, we have this.....
We call this room the "playroom" but it functions as a family room. We are thrilled to have such a large beautiful space where we can hang out together!
The playroom has a new bathroom with a shower so our guests will have more space.
Remember this?
Now look!!! Originally, this space was going to stay unfinished and we were going to use it as storage, but after we saw how big it was we decided to go ahead and finish it out. I am so glad we did! Now baby Benjamin has his own room :)
I would love to share my wealth of wisdom about home improvements, general contractors, sub-contractors, drywall mud, the sound of construction of 6:59 a.m., and cost of your sanity that accompanies a project like this, along with any other bits of little known trivia from the world of building.....but rather than bore you with the sordid details I will leave you with one more picture.....
The tiny little baby who wore this itty bitty bracelet is three weeks old today!
Remember this?
After several months of and several mini-strokes accompanied by nervous breakdowns, we have this.....
We call this room the "playroom" but it functions as a family room. We are thrilled to have such a large beautiful space where we can hang out together!
The playroom has a new bathroom with a shower so our guests will have more space.
Remember this?
Now look!!! Originally, this space was going to stay unfinished and we were going to use it as storage, but after we saw how big it was we decided to go ahead and finish it out. I am so glad we did! Now baby Benjamin has his own room :)
I would love to share my wealth of wisdom about home improvements, general contractors, sub-contractors, drywall mud, the sound of construction of 6:59 a.m., and cost of your sanity that accompanies a project like this, along with any other bits of little known trivia from the world of building.....but rather than bore you with the sordid details I will leave you with one more picture.....
The tiny little baby who wore this itty bitty bracelet is three weeks old today!
Monday, February 18, 2008
Beg
Here I am
One more day of not
Loving Him the way He asks
In fact my heart is singing praises to
the things That make me feel alright
So I'm sinking fast like a stone heart should
And on the way down
I've done what I could
To try and try to turn this stone to flesh
I'm haunted by my God
Who has the right to ask me
What by the nature of my rebellion
I cannot give.
So I beg for you to move
I beg for you to move
I beg for you to break through
So here I am
Got my deeds for the day
All my cute little words about
How I am saved
Am I saved?
Could I love you with my mouth like a church kid should
At the end of the day
My words get burned as wood
Oh, but I was good.
I'm haunted by my God
Who has the right to ask me
What by the nature of my rebellion
I cannot give.
These songs are noise
In your ears
A clanging drum
You want my love
One more day of not
Loving Him the way He asks
In fact my heart is singing praises to
the things That make me feel alright
So I'm sinking fast like a stone heart should
And on the way down
I've done what I could
To try and try to turn this stone to flesh
I'm haunted by my God
Who has the right to ask me
What by the nature of my rebellion
I cannot give.
So I beg for you to move
I beg for you to move
I beg for you to break through
So here I am
Got my deeds for the day
All my cute little words about
How I am saved
Am I saved?
Could I love you with my mouth like a church kid should
At the end of the day
My words get burned as wood
Oh, but I was good.
I'm haunted by my God
Who has the right to ask me
What by the nature of my rebellion
I cannot give.
These songs are noise
In your ears
A clanging drum
You want my love
Song Description:"Teacher, which is the great commandment in the law? And He said to them, 'You SHALL love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind. This is the great and first commandment'." (Matt 22:36-37)
This is A LOT of love! Is it even possible? "God has the right to COMMAND of me what, by the nature of my profound rebellion, I cannot give." (John Piper) I WANT to love Him, like he asks. But I don't. So... I beg." - Shane Barnard
Wednesday, February 13, 2008
Tuesday, February 12, 2008
Dog Doctor, Lots Wife, & Laser Tag
We've been doing other stuff besides birthing babies around here. I had some of these pictures saved in my drafts with much more elaborate posts than this one. I decided to merge them together in the spirit of multi-tasking (which is the theme for our life these days).
Welcome to complete randomness, otherwise known as.... "January".
We made a baby chain and counted down the days until our baby would come. I think it helped me as much as the kids to be able to see a tangible difference as we made progress towards THE DAY, because quite honestly there were days where I saw no end in sight.
Dad took Emma on a date to the Richmond Boat Show. Emma who is obsessed with Webkinz and ballet flats from the Limited Too absolutely loves fishing. It's a strange combo but I'm sure her future husband will be pleased as punch.
The girl not only knows who Roland Martin is, but actually sought him out at the boat show. Her daddy couldn't be more proud.
These are salt dough creations of Lot's wife. Please note the oh-so-shocked expression on their faces and the well-coordinated movements of their limbs.
We made847 15 or so bagel birdfeeders to hang in the woods behind our house. Note to self: Birds fly south in the winter. By the looks of the 847 15 or so birdfeeders that have dried out and are still hanging in the woods....we no longer live in the south.
Samuel got this awesome doctor kit for his birthday and it has been a hit for the whole family. He diagnoses his patients (his sisters) with serious conditions about needing to remove their teeth and concerns about their bladders migrating to their brains. When the girls tire of hearing about dirt in their blood (???) he moves on to his next willingvictim patient....
The girls were invited to a Laser Tag birthday party and I came along to supervise. I wish that I had a photo, but since I don't you will have to let your mind wander and imagine a 9-month pregnant momma strapped down with Laser Tag gear and guiding her five-year old through a precarious and dark maze while being targeted by some very mean spirited 10-year old boys. I told them every time they shot me that their points shouldn't even count because what a pathetic target I was and they were being a bit rude.
Apparently, 10-year old boys aren't too worried about "rude".
After about a minute and a half Samuel realized that the gear was far too heavy for him to carry and passed it on to me. His pregnant mother. Who was extremely close to a heat stroke.
Maybe it's a good thing there are no pictures after all.
When we got our scorecards after the game, I realized that my very own son had shot me more than anyone else.
Talk about rude.
Welcome to complete randomness, otherwise known as.... "January".
We made a baby chain and counted down the days until our baby would come. I think it helped me as much as the kids to be able to see a tangible difference as we made progress towards THE DAY, because quite honestly there were days where I saw no end in sight.
Dad took Emma on a date to the Richmond Boat Show. Emma who is obsessed with Webkinz and ballet flats from the Limited Too absolutely loves fishing. It's a strange combo but I'm sure her future husband will be pleased as punch.
The girl not only knows who Roland Martin is, but actually sought him out at the boat show. Her daddy couldn't be more proud.
These are salt dough creations of Lot's wife. Please note the oh-so-shocked expression on their faces and the well-coordinated movements of their limbs.
We made
Samuel got this awesome doctor kit for his birthday and it has been a hit for the whole family. He diagnoses his patients (his sisters) with serious conditions about needing to remove their teeth and concerns about their bladders migrating to their brains. When the girls tire of hearing about dirt in their blood (???) he moves on to his next willing
The girls were invited to a Laser Tag birthday party and I came along to supervise. I wish that I had a photo, but since I don't you will have to let your mind wander and imagine a 9-month pregnant momma strapped down with Laser Tag gear and guiding her five-year old through a precarious and dark maze while being targeted by some very mean spirited 10-year old boys. I told them every time they shot me that their points shouldn't even count because what a pathetic target I was and they were being a bit rude.
Apparently, 10-year old boys aren't too worried about "rude".
After about a minute and a half Samuel realized that the gear was far too heavy for him to carry and passed it on to me. His pregnant mother. Who was extremely close to a heat stroke.
Maybe it's a good thing there are no pictures after all.
When we got our scorecards after the game, I realized that my very own son had shot me more than anyone else.
Talk about rude.
I am working on a slideshow with "Birth"day pictures and a little ditty about how that whole process went. It might take some therapy a while because I want to be sure and forgive my doctors get the facts straight.
I will say this to all the ladies who are still in the childbearing days of their lives.
DON'T FALL FOR THE WHOLE "Walking Epidural" HOGWASH.
IT'S CODE FOR...."THE EPIDURAL THAT DOES NOT WORK"
I will say this to all the ladies who are still in the childbearing days of their lives.
DON'T FALL FOR THE WHOLE "Walking Epidural" HOGWASH.
IT'S CODE FOR...."THE EPIDURAL THAT DOES NOT WORK"
Monday, February 11, 2008
Benjamin's First Bath
I have kept up with reading my favorite blogs, and I have enough posts whirling around in my head to keep me typing day and night, but time just doesn't permit!
Until I can carve out a few minutes, pictures will have to do. Here's our favorite peanut getting his first "real" bath...
Gigi was here for a long visit and we are so grateful for the time she was able to spend with us!
Baby Love...
Until I can carve out a few minutes, pictures will have to do. Here's our favorite peanut getting his first "real" bath...
Gigi was here for a long visit and we are so grateful for the time she was able to spend with us!
Baby Love...
Sunday, February 03, 2008
First Days....
This baby has added such special joy to our family. I joked before he was born that he might never spend time in a bed but so far it has proven true! He has been cradled in someone's arms 24/7 until yesterday when he needed to spend some time working on his tan (to lower his bilirubin levels).
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