Nine is a great age for imaginations.
Often over lunch break, these two concoct some whoppers! Hahaha!
"...then Jesus said, “Behold, I have come to do Your will.” He takes away the first in order to establish the second. By this will we have been sanctified through the offering of the body of Jesus Christ once for all." - Hebrews 10:9-10
"Sometimes I wonder! What in the world?" Marand does not chew on the metal ends of the draw string of his jacket. Apparently someone else in this house does....wow, it's one thing to chew on the ends of your own jacket, but to go so far as to chew on dad's?! crazy stuff happens around this house. Marand is fairly sure it may have happened while snuggling a little person...right under his nose!Hahahaha!
Our great, Creator, Sustainer, Redeemer, GOD shows off his handiwork magnificently in this place!!
Until Heaven...we love our home, sweet mountain home!!
I say 'no' a lot. I have to. Cut me some slack, before you think ill of me.....I have little people constantly asking me things like:
"Can I have a snack?" (it's 1/2 hour till dinner)....'No'
"Can I not do 'this' part of my schoolwork?....'No'
"Can I jump off the top bunk and land in these blankets?" 'Please, no."
"Can I have more 'media' time?"....'No'
You get my drift...I could go on and on....but I'm trying to do better - to intentionally love and enjoy this time with 'littles'. It will soon be done. So...when Isaac comes and asks if he can make a paper snowflake...I envisioned the waste, my time consumption, not to mention the tiny pieces of paper everywhere mess! I think of careless littles with sharp objects! But thankfully, I say 'Yes!'...and we end up cutting, laughing, cleaning up, and hanging snowflakes for much of the morning. Mom Therapy. I needed that.
TRUST in the Lord, and do good;
DWELL in the land, and feed on His faithfulness.
DELIGHT yourself also in the Lord; and He shall give you the desires of your heart.
COMMIT your way to the Lord, TRUST also in Him and He shall bring it to pass. He shall bring forth your righteousness as the light, and your justice as the noonday.
REST in the Lord, and WAIT patiently for Him;.....
(PSALM 37: 3-7a - Emphasis/capital letters added)
Sometimes you feel like you are just going through the motions. You are just hanging in there, like a sticky man toy on a brick wall....
And then scripture strikes you: That is just what you are supposed to be doing! Trusting, Dwelling, Committing, Delighting, Trusting again, Resting and Waiting!
We had to physically remove these toys from the wall with a pole and stick apparatus 24 hours after they'd been placed there...Hardy little fellas.
Let's be that too....Hardy little fellas. Not driven by winds of doubt, but stable and secure in our knowledge of HE who is the truth.
We have a bit of a 'thing' for snow...it's beautiful.
It reminds us of complete forgiveness that is freely offered.
and it tends to slow...us...down.....yes. It's perfect.
Although it doesn't seem to help slow down the growing up! C.J. lost his first wiggley tooth on Sunday!
and Zaria and Jacob worked really hard and presented a research talk on the Saturn V for science today. SO we are thankful for the slow-downs in the midst of the fast growing ups!
MLK quote for the day: "I have a dream that one day right there in Alabama little black boys and little black girls will be able to join hands with little white boys and white girls as sisters and brothers"
In school today while studying Martin Luther King Jr's life, Jacob and Zaria were quick to point that his quote was true! Here in our house, in Colorado, that was happening! We were challenged by this one as well: "I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin, but by the content of their character."
Yes, Please! God took care of the 'color' part, together we are working on character over here!
How sweet of Mama Kari to text me some photos of when the kids were little! They truly grow up fast! This is Zaria and C.J.
So we got back from an amazing two week Christmas with our fabulous family, and promptly got sick. What a bummer these last 4 days have been! The fevers, the coughing, the sore throat, have laid roots in some and have rapidly spread to others! Not to mention Mama got it, and heaven knows, when she's down it's a sad set of circumstances!
Now, don't get me wrong. I'm SO grateful that we were relatively well through the break, and of all days to be 'down' these didn't have us missing much, but I'm even more thankful to feel well enough, to sit and write a post!
We got to see Zoo Lights this year with Grandma Christine and Mama Sarah (Jacob's birth mom). Jacob was beyond excited to hear that a new baby brother was joining his other half-brother Aiden! Sarah's husband Matt, and Marand also got to come...they just missed the photo!
Then Christmas in LaJunta: We are blessed immensely by my Mom and Papa Don for sharing their space for with all of us for two weeks. They are super grandparents! These get togethers tends to happen every other year and boy we make them memorable. My Brothers Dan and Kevin, and sister Becky (as well as Kathleen, Mary, and Jeff) are so good at being Uncle and Aunt...
and the big cousins make it fun for the little cousins! SO grateful for their entertaining!
Christmas was delightful. Some of you know, and can see her center in the photo below, that Mama Angela (Isaac's birth-mom) joined us for this Christmas! That was huge. She was blessed. We were blessed. And I covet your prayers for her continued good decisions and choices as she attempts to put down new roots in OK. How amazing is our God to give us varying people He wants us to love on.
So that is our last few weeks in a nut shell. Our song for this year was 'Go tell it on the mountain' and we were challenged to spread the love of Jesus everywhere we could this coming year! Thanks to all of you who sent cards/gifts/spoiled us rotten. We were blessed immensely by our Jesus family! I hope you can say the same, and that your Christmas' were worshipful!
When we stop and consider the words that we say....how many of them are necessary? How many of them are grateful? I want mine to be. I'm working on consciously saying I'm thankful, because I am! In my heart, I want to verify with my voice and in turn my whole being my gratefulness to God for the people and happenings around me...."Every good gift, and every perfect gift comes down from the Father of Lights in whom is no variance nor shadow of turning."
Cousins are good gifts.
Special connections are so sweet.
Generations are a blessing - as is Grandma Tann!
The zoo day with Mom Marsha and Uncle Eric and Aunt Tina was so fun!
We have been informed that today looks to be the precious home going day of our Pastor Bruce. Oh, for this to be the day we see the face of Jesus! For our life's work to be done! We plead comfort and peace over Donna, Mandy, Brian, and Eric. Our great God will hold and sustain, and escort a faithful man "absent from his body, present with his Lord." Thanks for joining us in praying and focusing our lives on today's work that lasts for all of eternity, as was the practice of Bruce Miles!
This years outreach was amazing to be a part of. About a month in advance, I challenged my local Jesus family to put their 'scribe' skills to practice and join me in hand writing 1,000 scripture verses on 3x5 cards to be distributed on Halloween night. My challenge was accepted and all were prayed over, and given out in individual treat bags. God's words. God's outreach. We are tools in His Almighty Hands.
We had fun dressing up like a Bible Hero for Awana..Cordell and Kenan were James and John (Sons of Thunder) :)
I've always known I was 'special'. I got a fair amount of attention from many different avenues growing up. Attention came from my parents, my siblings, as well as other adults whose children were already grown, and out of their homes. I had many mature influences.
Now, my definition of 'special' may be different than yours, especially if you wear the title 'first-born', but as the baby child of the sibling group in my family, I can testify to life being somewhat all about me. I was a tad spoiled, in all the best ways....and let me just say, maybe I wasn't supervised to the extent that my three older siblings were. I grew up confident, and able to entertain myself pretty well.
My dad had a nickname for me: 'pistol'. I had never been quite sure how honestly I came about having it titled to me, until now.....Enter stage left: our precious 3 year old, Zakera Joy. This baby child is special....don't get me wrong, I am not playing favorites. All our children are special gifts from God, but I understand, and can relate to this baby thing. She is loud when she perceives she is being wrongfully mistreated by her siblings, she is ferociously attached to sitting on my lap, she doesn't share well. Sometimes she gets spoiled in all the right ways, and no one can fault her for not being able to entertain herself, even if it means with a marker on her face! Needless to say, the name 'pistol' is being lovingly passed on. She is learning and growing each day into the delightful woman God made her to be.
Thanks for hanging in there! Marand had this site down for some time now....but here we go again! You know who you are....the dedicated few...thanks for being our family. WE LOVE YOU!
I got the gracious opportunity to offer mercy to one of our children tonight. We both left the conversation crying. I'm one who's big on parenting 'in the upside down funnel' - tight and strict when they are young...then loosing up the widening space as they get older. Decisions and choices have consequences. They are loved too much to not teach them that. But there are those blatant, God-appointed, times where it just makes sense to offer them grace. The child knows full well the choice that was made comes with a price, yet his penalty is taken by another, their burden lifted. How beautiful to take time with a guilty conscience to talk about Jesus. He did that for all of us, for me. I'm guilty. I deserve death, He took my consequences. I've basked in grace, getting what I don't deserve. Just like the coin in your pocket says: "In God I trust".
The LORD speaking to Hezekiah in Isaiah 38:5 is such an encouraging reminder: "...I have heard your prayer, I have seen your tears.." I serve a compassionate God who sees and hears! TRUST,REST,REPEAT!!