Monday, November 30, 2009

This Girl Needs Help...and so does her mom

I just don't know what to do with this girl.

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Seriously.

So, you're probably wondering what's with the ENORMOUS band aid on her forehead, right? Well, it started out as a teeny tiny speck of a sore. I don't know what that girl does while she sleeps, but it's obviously highly dangerous. Each time I get her out of her crib, the sore is bigger and bigger and bigger.

I've cut her nails down, but somehow she still finds a way to destroy her face. If you look closely, you can see blood in her bangs! When I went in to get her up this afternoon, her fingers and pillow were covered in blood. She frowned and pointed to it, saying: "It's a ouchie."

I'm taking any and all suggestions on how to keep her from creating a scar that will follow her to her senior prom. Help please!!

Peace of Christ to you,


P.S. I snapped this picture while Kate was in the middle of saying, "No touchy."
Ya think?

Sunday, November 22, 2009

What Will YOU Say?

Today has just been so awesome. God has shown me that He is near in so many ways, in so many moments. He has taught me today to trust Him...to just loosen my grip and trust Him. And it's actually a relief to release worries of how things will work and how we will get to point B from point A. God has the map drawn up already.

He always has.

My husband has been off work for 2 weeks, awaiting surgery. And just as I began to draw in a sharp breath of anxiety, God provided funds for us in the meantime. Because He's just that good. And it has meant even more to me now that I've been reminded of this:

We've been given three things:
1. Time
2. Treasures
3. Talents

Our pastor told us this morning, "If we will always see these three things inside of God's perspective, we'll never end up worshiping them instead of God."

Every minute of each day we are given is not our own. It's His.

Every solitary penny we claim is not our own. It's His.

Every ability with which we've been gifted is not our own. It's His.

It's all His. And we're His, too.

I want to live like I'm His...not just say I believe it, but prove that I believe it. If we really are convicted by these things, we're going to have to sacrifice a little. The question isn't whether or not we will be asked to sacrifice, but what we will be willing to sacrifice in order to live as Christ has called us to live, which is: sacrificially, selflessly, giving, not rooted in our own agendas or ideas or culture.

There's a book I read a few years ago with two very dear friends called "This Was Your Life." It explores the judgment seat of Christ (which is different from the Great White Throne judgment).
1 Corinthians 3:10-15 is about standing before Christ (and all believers WILL do this) with our 1. Time 2. Treasures 3. Talents.

And He's going to ask us what we did with each of them. What will you say?

Lord, teach us to live for eternal things more and more each day--not for things that will be burned up by fire.


Peace of Christ to you,

Friday, November 20, 2009

Breakin' Out the Festivities

We're getting into the spirit of Christmas a little early this year!

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I dyed homemade icing into separate colors so the kids could decorate!

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Keagan and Kate both did a nice job...with a surprisingly minimal mess!

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We had a good time!

Lord, thank you for these moments that I'll remember always...and that I can never redo.


Peace of Christ to you,

Wednesday, November 18, 2009

My Neighbor

This is someone who was special to me--Katherine Hughey--my neighbor where I grew up out in the country. She called me her "little neighbor," and even in her 90's, she remembered to call me that when I'd see her.

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When I was on summer break in grade school, she picked me up for our church's Vacation Bible School. I can remember riding in her car to this day. I'm sad that she's gone, but I'm also glad for where I believe she is--in heaven worshiping Christ.

I also remember one time she opened her home to our youth group. She was in her 80's then, but it was evident that she actually enjoyed us being there--the loud and obnoxious kids that I'm sure we were. I can even recall that we took a spiritual gifts test that night--the first one I'd ever done. I was just taking one again the other day and thought back to that evening in her home years ago.

I smile when I hear Mrs. Hughey say in my head, "Hello, little neighbor!" And I look forward to the day when we're neighbors once again--this time in heaven--where our residence will be for good. And she will see the fruit of those seeds of faith she sowed years ago in my life.

What an incredible reminder to invest in children's lives...even if they're not our own.

Because they're God's.

I think Mrs. Hughey understood that.


Peace of Christ to you,

Special Guest Jenny's What's In It? Wednesday

Today I have a special treat for you: a What's In It? Wednesday post from my friend Jenny Claiborn! Don't these look so cute and yummy?

Thanks, Jenny!


Muffin Tin Apple Pies

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Ingredients
-Pillsbury Ready pie crusts (the ones by the cookie dough)
-Canned apple pie filling
-Ice cream
-Cookie cutters of your choice to make top and bottom crusts, and to make designs in the top crust.

Directions:
1. Cut out circles for a bottom and top crust. (I used a cup)
2. Press/mold bottom crust into muffin cups/silicone liners.
3. Fill each tin with apple pie filling. (I chopped the apples up a little with a spoon and added a sprinkling of cinnamon)
4. Place top crust on pie filling in tin and secure by pressing together with fingers or a fork. ( I also brushed the tops with melted butter and sprinkled with sugar)
5. Place muffin pan on a cookie sheet, in case filling bubbles over. (I forgot to do this, but everything was fine )
6. Bake at 425 degrees for about 30 minutes, or until top crust is golden brown.
7. Serve with ice cream and Enjoy!


Peace of Christ to you,

Saturday, November 14, 2009

Oey

I cry sometimes.

Okay, a lot.

If you know me, this is no surprise...and you also will know that I can find a way to cry about absolutely anything--happy or sad! But there's one emotion I can't remember crying for in the past: excitement! Until today.

I'm excited about...

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her.



Peace of Christ to you,

Thursday, November 12, 2009

Sunday, November 8, 2009

Worth Your Money

This album is incredible...it's a story of healing and worship in light of sorrow.

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Buy it. It's worth it.

Peace of Christ to you,

Saturday, November 7, 2009

Riding Like A Pro

Guess who has mastered the bike (with training wheels)?

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It's not fun until someone gets a little dirty...

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These are some of my favorite moments. Thank you, Lord.

Peace of Christ to you,

Wednesday, November 4, 2009

I Simply Love This





Peace of Christ to you,

This is the way we wash our hands, wash our hands, wash our hands.

I sing it all day because it feels like I do it all day.

But since my husband is down with what seems to be the flu, I'm going to keep doing it.

All day.

Hoping your families are well in this flu season. Pray for ours if you think of it. Thank you!

Peace of Christ to you,

Monday, November 2, 2009

The Graduate

One week ago (exactly), my 3 year old graduated from speech therapy.

I know!

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This is a pretty big milestone! Our speech pathologist showed me his progress over all and how we made huge leaps and bounds over the course of 12 sessions. I'm so glad we did it, and I learned a lot of techniques during that year--things I'd never have thought up on my own. And I like our speech pathologist, so admittedly, I'm a little sad that we won't be seeing her anymore.

But of course, I'm thrilled that Keagan has learned how to articulate his words better. He is filling in those skeleton sentences with more beef recently, and he's just plain growing up. (Remind me that this is supposed to happen, will you?) I do enjoy the fact that he can do more things on his own, though. Each new stage is even more fun than the one we just wrapped up! (Minus tantrums, of course.)

God is so good to me. He has blessed me with these two wonderful children, and He has given my husband and me the high calling to pour HIM into their hearts and lives. It's a little scary at times, but that's why I have Proverbs to remind me that it's worth every ounce of effort we pour out.

And something tells me the reward will be even better than watching Keagan graduate from speech therapy.

Train up a child in the way he should go; even when he is old he will not depart from it (Proverbs 22:6 ESV).

Peace of Christ to you,