I took a break this afternoon from the hustle and bustle of the holiday to take a long, cold walk down at a frozen lake near where we're staying. It was frigid and blissfully quiet. As DH and I walked along I realized how nice it is sometimes not to need to say anything at all. We had no real worries today, it's nice just to be together and enjoy our time in New England.
I hope your Christmas was a merry and peaceful one as well.
Tuesday, December 25, 2007
Monday, December 24, 2007
Saturday, December 22, 2007
Friday, December 21, 2007
It's a snowy Foto Friday
I thought the kids had acclimated to our warmer weather climate as well, turns out it's just dh and I that are wimps. They've been outside in the snow every chance they've gotten since our arrival on Wednesday.
Thursday, December 20, 2007
We made it!
Our trip was long but blessedly uneventful. We're settling in here and catching up on a bit of sleep as we ended up leaving on Tuesday evening at 7pm and driving straight through the night to beat in some bad weather.
Tomorrow will be a very snowy foto Friday....
Tomorrow will be a very snowy foto Friday....
Tuesday, December 18, 2007
Headed towards a white Christmas
On your mark, get set, go! We're heading out tonight. The bags are FINALLY packed and the girls can barely contain their excitement at seeing all of our northern family and friends. We're praying for safe and peaceful travel and for a meaningful Christmas where the wonderful gift of the Christ child resonates above all of the background distractions.
We're bracing for the cold and the snow. Wonderfully beautiful to look at, but not so fun to drive in. We hope to make time to visit with lots of folks, but if the weather doesn't cooperate they'll just have to come to us.
I plan to do some blogging while we're up. If the wind blows properly I can pirate a signal from my sil's next door. If I don't make it on much we plan to return to ring in the New Year here in Georgia.
The girls look forward to car trips because they get to watch a bunch of movies on DVD. Funny, but they seem to choose the same ones over and over and over again. Thank goodness for headphones. Hubby and I usually listen to something a bit heavier, this time Dave Ramsey's Financial Peace. He's graciously allowed audio files of his 13 part series to be downloaded and shared. I've heard his methods are sound and practical. Will let you know what I think after the holidays.
Finally, many of my readers bless my life in very personal ways. I thank you all. I wish you a truly blessed Christmas and a New Year filled with the all the riches that only Christ's love can provide.
We're bracing for the cold and the snow. Wonderfully beautiful to look at, but not so fun to drive in. We hope to make time to visit with lots of folks, but if the weather doesn't cooperate they'll just have to come to us.
I plan to do some blogging while we're up. If the wind blows properly I can pirate a signal from my sil's next door. If I don't make it on much we plan to return to ring in the New Year here in Georgia.
The girls look forward to car trips because they get to watch a bunch of movies on DVD. Funny, but they seem to choose the same ones over and over and over again. Thank goodness for headphones. Hubby and I usually listen to something a bit heavier, this time Dave Ramsey's Financial Peace. He's graciously allowed audio files of his 13 part series to be downloaded and shared. I've heard his methods are sound and practical. Will let you know what I think after the holidays.
Finally, many of my readers bless my life in very personal ways. I thank you all. I wish you a truly blessed Christmas and a New Year filled with the all the riches that only Christ's love can provide.
Monday, December 17, 2007
Friday, December 14, 2007
A journey
I've been scarce again this week as I've begun preparing in earnest for our trip north. I continue to be a bit overwhelmed by all the preparations required for travel and Christmas. With a new family member this year it's a bit harder to get it all done. I've begun to worry less about getting packed and more about making it safely and sanely. I worry about the weather we might encounter and about entertaining a baby who now wants to move about on a long, sixteen hour car drive.
That's when I began to remember that others before me have made journeys of their own. How worried must Mary have been as the birth of her special child approached? How scary to make a long and dangerous trek to Bethlehem so close to the end of her pregnancy? What fear must have gripped her when she realized that there was no place for them to stay and that she would in fact give birth to the Lord in a stable?
We watched the movie "The Nativity Story" this past weekend with the older girls. I heartily recommend it to those who haven't seen it yet. There are such stark contrasts between Mary's journey and ours. Lord willing we will make it in one long day. Mary's journey was much more arduous, lasting many days. We'll also be blessed with plentiful food, drink, and even t.v. as we travel. And finally, unlike Mary and Joseph, who arrived with little fanfare and no accomodations, we'll be greeted with celebration by many when we arrive and welcomed into comfort.
We are blessed indeed to make a journey to our own hometowns this Christmas.
That's when I began to remember that others before me have made journeys of their own. How worried must Mary have been as the birth of her special child approached? How scary to make a long and dangerous trek to Bethlehem so close to the end of her pregnancy? What fear must have gripped her when she realized that there was no place for them to stay and that she would in fact give birth to the Lord in a stable?
We watched the movie "The Nativity Story" this past weekend with the older girls. I heartily recommend it to those who haven't seen it yet. There are such stark contrasts between Mary's journey and ours. Lord willing we will make it in one long day. Mary's journey was much more arduous, lasting many days. We'll also be blessed with plentiful food, drink, and even t.v. as we travel. And finally, unlike Mary and Joseph, who arrived with little fanfare and no accomodations, we'll be greeted with celebration by many when we arrive and welcomed into comfort.
We are blessed indeed to make a journey to our own hometowns this Christmas.
Tuesday, December 11, 2007
Shopping, and wrapping, and packing- Oh my!
I can't get that song from the Wizard of Oz out of my head these last few days. You know-"Lions and Tigers and Bears-Oh my" Yep, I'm feeling just a wee bit frenzied as I try to pull things all together around here.
It's been beautifully warm here in Georgia, but in the northeast- not so much. I seriously hope we all don't freeze during our trip. I've begun a scavenger hunt around here for coats, hats, and mittens. We also need to dig out lots of long pants and sweaters too. This year packing a myriad of baby equipment has thrown me as well. I don't know why I'm almost terrified that I'll forget something important each time we travel? They do have stores in southern New Hampshire and guess what? They don't even charge sales tax!!! Hmm... so why is it that I'm bringing everything but the kitchen sink?
Presents, I do wish I could forget about packing those. I may have to if I don't get them wrapped! Definitely not one of my favorite activities. I'm a pretty crafty person and I'll happily spend hours knitting, sewing, or even stamping a beautiful card. But I just can't get into spending time and money on something designed to be torn into and quickly discarded.
That's all I have time for today. More to come as soon as I get out from under the wrapping paper and suitcases and get my check book re-balanced after all that spending.
It's been beautifully warm here in Georgia, but in the northeast- not so much. I seriously hope we all don't freeze during our trip. I've begun a scavenger hunt around here for coats, hats, and mittens. We also need to dig out lots of long pants and sweaters too. This year packing a myriad of baby equipment has thrown me as well. I don't know why I'm almost terrified that I'll forget something important each time we travel? They do have stores in southern New Hampshire and guess what? They don't even charge sales tax!!! Hmm... so why is it that I'm bringing everything but the kitchen sink?
Presents, I do wish I could forget about packing those. I may have to if I don't get them wrapped! Definitely not one of my favorite activities. I'm a pretty crafty person and I'll happily spend hours knitting, sewing, or even stamping a beautiful card. But I just can't get into spending time and money on something designed to be torn into and quickly discarded.
That's all I have time for today. More to come as soon as I get out from under the wrapping paper and suitcases and get my check book re-balanced after all that spending.
Friday, December 7, 2007
T'was the month before Christmas
I thought I was done with my "Happy Holidays" rant this year. That was until I attended a Christmas chorus concert at the elementary school tonight though. Now I'm climbing back up on my soapbox...
My daughter looked beautiful in her Christmas best, and the singing was sweet and on key. She's worked very hard this semester preparing. They sang about Santa, about snow, about the north pole and the elves, and ended by wishing us a swingin' holiday. They even sang a beautiful song somewhere in the middle about Hanukkah. Not once though, during the 30 minute program was Christmas mentioned. I just don't understand when that word became so dangerous.
I thought I'd pass on what a friend shared with me this week.
Twas the month before Christmas
When all through our land,
Not a Christian was praying
Nor taking a stand.
Why the Politically Correct Police had taken away,
The reason for Christmas - no one could say.
The children were told by their schools not to sing,
About Shepherds and Wise Men and Angels and things.
It might hurt people’s feelings, the teachers would say
December 25th is just a ‘Holiday ‘.
Yet the shoppers were ready with cash, checks and credit
Pushing folks down to the floor just to get it!
CDs from Madonna, an X BOX, an I-pod
Something was changing, something quite odd!
Retailers promoted Ramadan and Kwanzaa
In hopes to sell books by Franken & Fonda.
As Targets were hanging their trees upside down
At Lowe’s the word Christmas - was no where to be found.
At K-Mart and Staples and Penny’s and Sears
You won’t hear the word Christmas;
it won’t touch your ears.
Inclusive, sensitive, Di-ver-si-ty
Are words that were used to intimidate me.
Now Daschle, Now Darden, Now Sharpton, Wolf BlitzenOn Boxer,
on Rather, on Kerry, on Clinton !
At the top of the Senate, there arose such a clatter
To eliminate Jesus, in all public matter.
And we spoke not a word,
as they took away our faith.
Forbidden to speak of salvation and grace.
The true Gift of Christmas was exchanged and discarded
The reason for the season, stopped before it started.
So as you celebrate ‘Winter Break’ under your‘Dream Tree’
Sipping your Starbucks, listen to me.
Choose your words carefully, choose what you say
Shout MERRY CHRISTMAS, not Happy Holiday !
My daughter looked beautiful in her Christmas best, and the singing was sweet and on key. She's worked very hard this semester preparing. They sang about Santa, about snow, about the north pole and the elves, and ended by wishing us a swingin' holiday. They even sang a beautiful song somewhere in the middle about Hanukkah. Not once though, during the 30 minute program was Christmas mentioned. I just don't understand when that word became so dangerous.
I thought I'd pass on what a friend shared with me this week.
Twas the month before Christmas
When all through our land,
Not a Christian was praying
Nor taking a stand.
Why the Politically Correct Police had taken away,
The reason for Christmas - no one could say.
The children were told by their schools not to sing,
About Shepherds and Wise Men and Angels and things.
It might hurt people’s feelings, the teachers would say
December 25th is just a ‘Holiday ‘.
Yet the shoppers were ready with cash, checks and credit
Pushing folks down to the floor just to get it!
CDs from Madonna, an X BOX, an I-pod
Something was changing, something quite odd!
Retailers promoted Ramadan and Kwanzaa
In hopes to sell books by Franken & Fonda.
As Targets were hanging their trees upside down
At Lowe’s the word Christmas - was no where to be found.
At K-Mart and Staples and Penny’s and Sears
You won’t hear the word Christmas;
it won’t touch your ears.
Inclusive, sensitive, Di-ver-si-ty
Are words that were used to intimidate me.
Now Daschle, Now Darden, Now Sharpton, Wolf BlitzenOn Boxer,
on Rather, on Kerry, on Clinton !
At the top of the Senate, there arose such a clatter
To eliminate Jesus, in all public matter.
And we spoke not a word,
as they took away our faith.
Forbidden to speak of salvation and grace.
The true Gift of Christmas was exchanged and discarded
The reason for the season, stopped before it started.
So as you celebrate ‘Winter Break’ under your‘Dream Tree’
Sipping your Starbucks, listen to me.
Choose your words carefully, choose what you say
Shout MERRY CHRISTMAS, not Happy Holiday !
Foto Friday (get elfed)
Have you been elfed yet? It'll take a minute to load but click below to see ours.
http://www.elfyourself.com/?id=1200988762
Quite silly, but still lots of fun. See you next week!
http://www.elfyourself.com/?id=1200988762
Quite silly, but still lots of fun. See you next week!
Wednesday, December 5, 2007
Can you sleep when the wind blows?
Saw this post on a Christian board I frequent online...
Years ago, a farmer owned land along the Atlantic seacoast.He constantly advertised for hired hands. Most people were reluctant to work on farms along the Atlantic. They dreaded the awful storms that raged across the Atlantic, wreaking havoc on the buildings and crops .As the farmer interviewed applicants for the job, he received a steady stream of refusals. Finally, a short, thin man, well past middle age, approached the farmer. "Are you a good farm hand?" the farmer asked him."Well, I can sleep when the wind blows," answered the little man. Although puzzled by this answer, the farmer, desperate for help,hired him.
The little man worked well around the farm, busy from dawn to dusk, and the farmer felt satisfied with the man's work. Then one night the wind howled loudly in from offshore. Jumping out of bed, the farmer grabbed a lantern and rushed next door to the hired hand's sleeping quarters. He shook the little man and yelled, "Get up! A storm is coming! Tie things down before they blow away!"The little man rolled over in bed and said firmly, "No sir. I told you, I can sleep when the wind blows." Enraged by the response, the farmer was tempted to fire him on the spot. Instead, he hurried outside to prepare for the storm. To his amazement, he discovered that all of the haystacks had been covered with tarpaulins. The cows were in the barn, the chickens were in the coops, and the doors were barred. The shutters were tightly secured. Everything was tied down. Nothing could blow away. The farmer then understood what his hired hand meant, so he returned to his bed to also sleep while the wind blew.
When you're prepared, spiritually, mentally, and physically, you have nothing to fear. Can you sleep when the wind blows through your life?The hired hand in the story was able to sleep because he had secured the farm against the storm.We secure ourselves against the storms of life by grounding ourselves in the Word of God.We don't need to understand, we just need to hold His hand to have peace in the middle of storms. A friend of mine sent this to me today, and I enjoyed it so much, that I wanted to send it to you.I hope you enjoy your day and you sleep well.
Years ago, a farmer owned land along the Atlantic seacoast.He constantly advertised for hired hands. Most people were reluctant to work on farms along the Atlantic. They dreaded the awful storms that raged across the Atlantic, wreaking havoc on the buildings and crops .As the farmer interviewed applicants for the job, he received a steady stream of refusals. Finally, a short, thin man, well past middle age, approached the farmer. "Are you a good farm hand?" the farmer asked him."Well, I can sleep when the wind blows," answered the little man. Although puzzled by this answer, the farmer, desperate for help,hired him.
The little man worked well around the farm, busy from dawn to dusk, and the farmer felt satisfied with the man's work. Then one night the wind howled loudly in from offshore. Jumping out of bed, the farmer grabbed a lantern and rushed next door to the hired hand's sleeping quarters. He shook the little man and yelled, "Get up! A storm is coming! Tie things down before they blow away!"The little man rolled over in bed and said firmly, "No sir. I told you, I can sleep when the wind blows." Enraged by the response, the farmer was tempted to fire him on the spot. Instead, he hurried outside to prepare for the storm. To his amazement, he discovered that all of the haystacks had been covered with tarpaulins. The cows were in the barn, the chickens were in the coops, and the doors were barred. The shutters were tightly secured. Everything was tied down. Nothing could blow away. The farmer then understood what his hired hand meant, so he returned to his bed to also sleep while the wind blew.
When you're prepared, spiritually, mentally, and physically, you have nothing to fear. Can you sleep when the wind blows through your life?The hired hand in the story was able to sleep because he had secured the farm against the storm.We secure ourselves against the storms of life by grounding ourselves in the Word of God.We don't need to understand, we just need to hold His hand to have peace in the middle of storms. A friend of mine sent this to me today, and I enjoyed it so much, that I wanted to send it to you.I hope you enjoy your day and you sleep well.
Tuesday, December 4, 2007
Making room for Christmas
Those of you who know me well realize how truly compulsive I can be about certain things.:-) Not that I'm proud of it, but it's who I am. Clutter is definitely one of those things. It drives me simply batty. I love clean, bare surfaces and wide open spaces. For me it's peaceful and calming. I'm constantly cleaning out and sometimes even discarding things that I'll need to re-acquire at later date.
This can be particularly problematic at Christmas. The thought of making room for all those decorations pains me. If my husband and children didn't take over our decorations would be small scale, very small scale. Don't even get me started on the gifts! I instituted a mandatory pre-Christmas cleanout several years ago. While many children make a long Christmas list, mine face a different decision, which possessions to part with first. Who needs twenty Barbie dolls without enough clothes for them all and a puzzle with a missing piece anyway? See in my mind there just isn't room for it all. Crowding more in just simply isn't an option. I'll admit that even as the gifts are opened I'm already thinking and just where am I supposed to put that?
One of the girls made a great point this week as I was urging them to begin the annual purge. She said, "Mom, I think you should be less worried about making room in the house and more concerned about making room in your heart." Ouch, but so true!
I'm forever reminding them that Christmas is about Christ, not presents. Yet in truth I'm the one who's focused intently on the material things and losing out on Christmas joy in the process.
So... I've decided not to follow through on the big clean up this year and the decorations are all up! Even though we'll be 1,000 miles north come the big day. I'm going to focus on my own personal clutter instead. Yikes, that is a daunting task!
This can be particularly problematic at Christmas. The thought of making room for all those decorations pains me. If my husband and children didn't take over our decorations would be small scale, very small scale. Don't even get me started on the gifts! I instituted a mandatory pre-Christmas cleanout several years ago. While many children make a long Christmas list, mine face a different decision, which possessions to part with first. Who needs twenty Barbie dolls without enough clothes for them all and a puzzle with a missing piece anyway? See in my mind there just isn't room for it all. Crowding more in just simply isn't an option. I'll admit that even as the gifts are opened I'm already thinking and just where am I supposed to put that?
One of the girls made a great point this week as I was urging them to begin the annual purge. She said, "Mom, I think you should be less worried about making room in the house and more concerned about making room in your heart." Ouch, but so true!
I'm forever reminding them that Christmas is about Christ, not presents. Yet in truth I'm the one who's focused intently on the material things and losing out on Christmas joy in the process.
So... I've decided not to follow through on the big clean up this year and the decorations are all up! Even though we'll be 1,000 miles north come the big day. I'm going to focus on my own personal clutter instead. Yikes, that is a daunting task!
Monday, December 3, 2007
It's About the Cross - Christmas Music Video
This group (Go Fish) also sings another song that is catching on entitled "Christmas with a capital C". While I appreciate their point of view, I like the gentle and thoroughly Christian message in this one a bit better. Hope it blesses you today.
Saturday, December 1, 2007
So many reasons....
Since today is my wedding anniversary I just couldn't let the day go by without a few words about my hubby. I've been blessed in this area with a wonderful friend, partner, and co-parent. Here are the top 10 reasons I'm happy to be married to my wonderful man:
1) He cooks for me (yup, tonight he's preparing a special dinner and molten chocolate cake for dessert), yumm.
2) He loves me at my best AND at my worst.
3) He's kind (to everyone, but especially to me).
4) He's a truly devoted father ( I mean a REALLY in the trenches kind of Dad).
5) He's committed to his job, but always maintains a sense of balance between work and family.
6) He is always up for an adventure, but also knows how to relax.
7) He rarely ever complains about anything! (REALLY)
8) He often knows me better than I know myself.
9) He has a superb sense of direction (handy since I have almost none)
10) He knows the Lord and is always anxious to introduce Him to others.
AND- he waited for me when I was late to my very own wedding.
1) He cooks for me (yup, tonight he's preparing a special dinner and molten chocolate cake for dessert), yumm.
2) He loves me at my best AND at my worst.
3) He's kind (to everyone, but especially to me).
4) He's a truly devoted father ( I mean a REALLY in the trenches kind of Dad).
5) He's committed to his job, but always maintains a sense of balance between work and family.
6) He is always up for an adventure, but also knows how to relax.
7) He rarely ever complains about anything! (REALLY)
8) He often knows me better than I know myself.
9) He has a superb sense of direction (handy since I have almost none)
10) He knows the Lord and is always anxious to introduce Him to others.
AND- he waited for me when I was late to my very own wedding.
Friday, November 30, 2007
Foto Friday 4 (biggest and littlest)
S.'s band concert was a highlight of this week. She's playing her flute beautifully these days. Littlest also mastered sitting on her own. She's now quite content to play on the floor for a bit surrounded by her favorite things. This makes for a happy mommy :-)
Next week the other two girls both have singing roles of their own, P. at church and C. in her school chorus concert. See you then!
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Wednesday, November 28, 2007
Christmas thoughts
Some of my favorite Christmas holidays have come when we've been blessed to have a young baby in the house. A wee child in my arms brings about feelings of true joy, love, and wonderful anticipation of what's to come. Dwelling on this gets me back in touch with the true importance of Christmas, allowing me to push some of the extras and excess aside. Little ones are not yet aware of the preparations and presents, the decorating and planning, and so much of what I must pull together to make Christmas a 'success' around here. I believe that what Z. wants for Christmas is not a shiny new toy with music and lights, not the biggest tree ever, not the perfect Christmas card picture, but simply to be surrounded by those who love and treasure her. I'd guess that's what our Savior wants most this year too.
Tuesday, November 27, 2007
Still icky :-(
I've been a bit scarce these past couple of weeks as the entire family has been battling various illnesses. I started things off some three weeks ago with a sinus infection that progressed down into a mild pnemonia/bronchitis. Two different courses of anti-biotics later I'm feeling somewhat better but still not nearly myself. Our oldest had a strep. throat last week and I was back at the docs again with littlest yesterday. Her cough had gotten a bit 'barky' which made me nervous. Doc assures me hers is viral and should get better soon.
I feel a bit whiny for complaining about it all when I know of many who are truly ill. I often forget to thank God for his blessing of health for my family. He looks after us and provides for us in so many ways that go unnoticed.
I feel a bit whiny for complaining about it all when I know of many who are truly ill. I often forget to thank God for his blessing of health for my family. He looks after us and provides for us in so many ways that go unnoticed.
Saturday, November 24, 2007
Foto Friday (late)
Yes, I know it's Saturday but I'm running a bit behind this week. Here's a sneak peek for my loyal readers... a preview of our Christmas card picture. We've resorted to making our own snow this year since we're not expecting to see any of the real stuff until we head north to celebrate the holidays.
Thursday, November 22, 2007
Cassie's Comments
Happy Turkey Day!!! My mom is cooking the desserts . My dad is cooking the turkey, the veggies, and the stuffin. MMMM.. I can't wait to eat the feast! I also can't wait to say what we're thankful for. I'm thankful for a lot of things, to tell you the truth all of us are. Well, the thing I'm most thankful for is my parents. My parents always care about me. They will always love me. I'm also thankful for teachers. Teachers teach us new skills every day. They even help us with problems. I'm also thankful for friends and brothers and sisters. I only have sisters, but I do have friends that are boys. Anyway friends and siblings always spend time with you. I just can't imagine a world without friends and siblings. I really am thankful for a lot more things, but I am only going to share one more thing. I'm thankful for volunteers. Volunteers help people because they care. Alot of people care, but they get paid for it. Volunteers don't. I hope you think of something your thankful for. HAPPY TURKEY DAY!!!!!
Wednesday, November 21, 2007
Paige's Thanks
Thanksgiving is coming. It's one of my favorite holidays. And I have a lot more favorite holidays too. I'm thankful for America because without America the Pilgrims and the Indians wouldn't be friends. The Indians and the Pilgrims helped each other. Then they had a feast. That's why we have Thanksgiving. I'm also thankful or my mommy and daddy and my whole family and for my friends. I'm thankful for our country. I'm thankful for Jesus and the food he gave us so we can live. I'm thankful for my home. I'm thankful for trees and nature. I'm also thankful for our pets.
I eat turkey on Thanksgiving. We have stuffing for too. We have pies. I'm thankful for pudding and banana pies. That's it.
Love,
Paige- I am 5 years old
I eat turkey on Thanksgiving. We have stuffing for too. We have pies. I'm thankful for pudding and banana pies. That's it.
Love,
Paige- I am 5 years old
Tuesday, November 20, 2007
A New England Holiday
I find myself missing New England most during the fall. It's a balmy 76 here today and as I look out my window I see many trees still wearing their muted colored leaves. The Thanksgivings of my childhood were rather different....
I often visited Plimoth Plantation. This place is the real deal, a 1627 Pilgrim village where the surroundings are so authentic and the villagers speak and act completely in character. You can also visit a Wampanoag homesite and board the Mayflower II, a scaled down version of the original. While in Plymouth, MA we always had to go see the rock which is actually a bit anti-climactic after all that 'living history'. click here to see a pic of the rock
By mid October the leaves were changing, and frosty evenings foretold a winter not far off. By Thanksgiving time silvery tree branches were all too visible, and the cold had crept in permanently. In New Hampshire Thanksgiving was often synonomous with snow. I remember sitting at the bottom of a huge hill two holidays ago and praying that the van would make it safely up. I thought that we might not make it to dinner at all that year as the snow went from 0-6+inches by noon time. Once you start up a long snowy hill, you'd best not slow down or you'll lose precious traction and never make it to the table. The song "Over the River and Through the Woods" often takes on a whole different meaning in New England!
I'll also admit to being a bit picky regarding my Thanksgiving menu. I grew up with the classics: roast turkey with stuffing (in the bird please), mashed potatoes, cranberry sauce, peas, and pumpkin pie. I hear lots of talk here about macaroni and cheese, ham, and potato salad, amongst other dishes. Sure they might be tasty, but to me they just don't belong on my holiday table. Check out a quintessential New England menu here . Think cranberries, lots of cranberries folks. Incidentally they flood the bogs to harvest them and those bogs made for some of my best childhood ice skating shortly after turkey day.
We have so very much to be thankful for this year, and of course that's what matters most. At the top of my list are the many friends and family we're missing up north. We've developed a new level of appreciation for you all and can't wait to see you over the Christmas holidays. We're also so thankful for the friends and family that we have here in Georgia- the faces which color our daily lives here with laughter and love. We wish you and yours a blessed Thanksgiving, no matter how or where you celebrate.
I'm going to let the girls take over the blog during this school holiday so they can let you know what's on their hearts as we gather this year. Stay tuned...
Give thanks to the Lord, for he is good. His love endures forever.
Psalm 136:1
I often visited Plimoth Plantation. This place is the real deal, a 1627 Pilgrim village where the surroundings are so authentic and the villagers speak and act completely in character. You can also visit a Wampanoag homesite and board the Mayflower II, a scaled down version of the original. While in Plymouth, MA we always had to go see the rock which is actually a bit anti-climactic after all that 'living history'. click here to see a pic of the rock
By mid October the leaves were changing, and frosty evenings foretold a winter not far off. By Thanksgiving time silvery tree branches were all too visible, and the cold had crept in permanently. In New Hampshire Thanksgiving was often synonomous with snow. I remember sitting at the bottom of a huge hill two holidays ago and praying that the van would make it safely up. I thought that we might not make it to dinner at all that year as the snow went from 0-6+inches by noon time. Once you start up a long snowy hill, you'd best not slow down or you'll lose precious traction and never make it to the table. The song "Over the River and Through the Woods" often takes on a whole different meaning in New England!
I'll also admit to being a bit picky regarding my Thanksgiving menu. I grew up with the classics: roast turkey with stuffing (in the bird please), mashed potatoes, cranberry sauce, peas, and pumpkin pie. I hear lots of talk here about macaroni and cheese, ham, and potato salad, amongst other dishes. Sure they might be tasty, but to me they just don't belong on my holiday table. Check out a quintessential New England menu here . Think cranberries, lots of cranberries folks. Incidentally they flood the bogs to harvest them and those bogs made for some of my best childhood ice skating shortly after turkey day.
We have so very much to be thankful for this year, and of course that's what matters most. At the top of my list are the many friends and family we're missing up north. We've developed a new level of appreciation for you all and can't wait to see you over the Christmas holidays. We're also so thankful for the friends and family that we have here in Georgia- the faces which color our daily lives here with laughter and love. We wish you and yours a blessed Thanksgiving, no matter how or where you celebrate.
I'm going to let the girls take over the blog during this school holiday so they can let you know what's on their hearts as we gather this year. Stay tuned...
Give thanks to the Lord, for he is good. His love endures forever.
Psalm 136:1
Friday, November 16, 2007
Foto Friday 3 (proud mommy)
Despite my persistant sinus infection it's been a good week around here. Progress reports came out this week and the older two aced theirs. They always look good, but this quarter things are looking great! S. had a 95 or above in each class and C.'s lowest grade was a 96! I'm so very proud of them for all the work they put in at school and hope it speaks of good things to come.
Our school doesn't issue progress reports in Kindergarten, but I'm pretty proud of P. this week too. I need to get around to buying a scanner, but a photo taken of her drawing will have to do. It makes my heart happy when she proudly brings home pictures like these. This is definitely one of my faves. Her Dad and I are holding her hands, all of us wearing big smiles. The sun is shining, the cross is above us, and there's an American flag blowing in the wind off to the side. I wish more of us could see the world that way.
Life looks pretty good from where I sit. Sometimes I'm simply awed by it all.
Father today I thank you for the wonderful gifts of my children. Please continue to watch over them as they grow. Keep molding their hearts and mine. In your name I pray, Amen.
Thursday, November 15, 2007
Unavailable
Okay, confession time...
Sometimes I hate being so available. Communication is so fast and convenient nowadays, but it can all be a bit intrusive. I've been interrupted way too often lately by the chimes of one phone or another and feel compelled to answer an email or letter once I open it. I often shut the ringers off on the telephones, put the cell on vibrate, and resolve to check email only once every day or so. I'm trying to pull back a bit and focus on the more important things, God and my family. So much of the rest is just that- the rest. Most of that stuff can wait. The kids can't. The Lord shouldn't have to.
I think that's why I'm enjoying blogging so much. It perfectly fits my schedule, never interrupts my day, and once I've got you here you're a pretty captive audience. Selfish, I know :-).
So if you find yourself "leaving a message after the beep" these days please understand that I'll get back to you, when I can. A girl's got to prioritize.
Sometimes I hate being so available. Communication is so fast and convenient nowadays, but it can all be a bit intrusive. I've been interrupted way too often lately by the chimes of one phone or another and feel compelled to answer an email or letter once I open it. I often shut the ringers off on the telephones, put the cell on vibrate, and resolve to check email only once every day or so. I'm trying to pull back a bit and focus on the more important things, God and my family. So much of the rest is just that- the rest. Most of that stuff can wait. The kids can't. The Lord shouldn't have to.
I think that's why I'm enjoying blogging so much. It perfectly fits my schedule, never interrupts my day, and once I've got you here you're a pretty captive audience. Selfish, I know :-).
So if you find yourself "leaving a message after the beep" these days please understand that I'll get back to you, when I can. A girl's got to prioritize.
Wednesday, November 14, 2007
21 Rules
I like to keep things simple when possible. I came across these a while back and shared them with my own family. They've been remarkably effective. So check out The 21 rules of this house here. The rest of the site if pretty cool too.
Tuesday, November 13, 2007
Taking care of mommy
I certainly don't procrastinate when it comes to getting my kids to the doc. I can't say the same for myself however :-(. I started last Wednesday night with a few aches and a scratchy throat and things quickly went downhill from there. After a long weekend filled with fever, chills, and no sign of an end in sight, I finally got myself in yesterday to get checked out. Turns out I had a sinus infection all along and it had gotten, well, a bit out of hand. Today I'm feeling ever so slightly better thanks to an antibiotic but the doc had warned it would take a couple of days to see some marked improvement. Thankfully hubby had a long weekend thanks to Veteran's Day so he was able to help out with the kids quite a bit. The household chores and my mega to-do list are piling up quick though. Personally I know I'm sick when the house is a mess and I don't care!
Hopefully I'll continue to recover and will get things back in order sometime in the near future. I would certainly do well to remember that I can't take care of everyone else when I don't take care of myself. Being sick always makes me miss my own mommy.
Hopefully I'll continue to recover and will get things back in order sometime in the near future. I would certainly do well to remember that I can't take care of everyone else when I don't take care of myself. Being sick always makes me miss my own mommy.
Monday, November 12, 2007
Praying for Paris
This week my church is again sending a team of five women to Paris. They'll be working with a team of established missionaries affiliated with the International Mission Board who work to build relationships with immigrant Muslim women in Paris. Specifically they'll minister personally to women at a community center started by the missionaries through teaching of the biblical story of Esther.
Muslim women who come to Christ face tremendous persecution from their friends and family. A dear friend recommended the book The Torn Veil: The True Story of Gulshan Esther . This is a compelling story of the freedom and healing that this young woman experiences as she embraces Christianity. There are many, many more women like Gulshan Esther living in Paris that need to meet Jesus too.
The mission team left on November 9th and will return home on the 17th. Please join me this week in praying for them and the families that they are leaving at home this week. Please pray for the spiritual growth of the team members and that they'll be brought into an even deeper relationship with the Lord as they work as His hands and feet. Please pray also for the women that they will encounter and for potential relationships they'll make there. Pray that many Muslim women will see and feel the love of Christ in tangible ways through this ministry.
Thank you.
Muslim women who come to Christ face tremendous persecution from their friends and family. A dear friend recommended the book The Torn Veil: The True Story of Gulshan Esther . This is a compelling story of the freedom and healing that this young woman experiences as she embraces Christianity. There are many, many more women like Gulshan Esther living in Paris that need to meet Jesus too.
The mission team left on November 9th and will return home on the 17th. Please join me this week in praying for them and the families that they are leaving at home this week. Please pray for the spiritual growth of the team members and that they'll be brought into an even deeper relationship with the Lord as they work as His hands and feet. Please pray also for the women that they will encounter and for potential relationships they'll make there. Pray that many Muslim women will see and feel the love of Christ in tangible ways through this ministry.
Thank you.
Friday, November 9, 2007
Foto Friday 2
Well here are the results of my sewing project. I've enjoyed making these jumpers for P. and Z. and am almost done with a second set. I'm going to tackle some applique pieces next. We're all spending a bit of time on the computer lately, even little one wants to get in on the act. The girls' current fave is penguin baseball. A sure fire time waster! Let us know how far you can hit. C. holds the record at our house.
Thursday, November 8, 2007
Brrrr...
It amazes me how quickly our bodies have acclimated to the Georgia climate. I quickly developed a much higher tolerance for heat and have now realized that I'm losing my ability to cope with cold weather as well. The last few days the temps have dipped into the low 30's overnight and have warmed only to the low 60's during the day. I am downright cold! We're excited to head north for Christmas and have been missing our northern folk lots, but I'm sure hoping that the weather is kind to us while we're up. I'll admit that the thought of sub freezing temperatures or driving in the snow is not a welcome one anymore.
On an unrelated note, I've been working hard lately on a sewing project. My knitting needles and stamps have been gathering dust for a while. I'm pretty proud of my results, so tune in tomorrow for some pics!
Oh, and kindly keep your cold weather north of the Mason-Dixon line, or at least ship me down some wool socks! :-)
On an unrelated note, I've been working hard lately on a sewing project. My knitting needles and stamps have been gathering dust for a while. I'm pretty proud of my results, so tune in tomorrow for some pics!
Oh, and kindly keep your cold weather north of the Mason-Dixon line, or at least ship me down some wool socks! :-)
Wednesday, November 7, 2007
Family Arithmetic
Have you ever thought about the simple math involved as God grows our families? First there's addition. We marry (that's a +1 for sure) and then he sometimes sees fit to bless us with children. I thank Him each day that I'm a +5, just in my own immediate family. He continues this growth by multiplication. I've seen Him at work in the families of our parents. My husband and I were the first on both sides of the family to marry and to have children. In just over a decade he's multiplied our families with 3 additional marriages and the blessing of nine children!
The flip side of this would division, and while I wish it weren't so, it does exist. I believe this comes not from our heavenly father, but is the unfortunate result of sinful individuals living in a fallen world. At times we're incapable or unwilling to do the things we should to promote peace and prevent conflict, myself included. God gave us the gift of free will, so I think that conflict within our families will always exist to varying degrees. While he does not prevent division, he does prevent subtraction and I thank Him for that. Even if family members become estranged and eventually when they pass away, they are not gone from us. They live on in our hearts and memories.
As much as conflict pains me it's often an opportunity for growth. An argument within my own extended family has troubled me lately, but serves as a reminder that my happiness is not determined by the people or circumstances that surround me. My fulfillment comes from above. He will fill me to the point of overflowing if I let him. I can always find peace by looking up, even when I'm surrounded by strife.
A gentle answer turns away wrath, but a harsh word stirs up anger.
Proverbs 15:1 (NIV)
Lord please help me to act in ways that will promote peace and temper anger. I wish for my family to be marked by growth and not division. I ask this in your name. Amen.
The flip side of this would division, and while I wish it weren't so, it does exist. I believe this comes not from our heavenly father, but is the unfortunate result of sinful individuals living in a fallen world. At times we're incapable or unwilling to do the things we should to promote peace and prevent conflict, myself included. God gave us the gift of free will, so I think that conflict within our families will always exist to varying degrees. While he does not prevent division, he does prevent subtraction and I thank Him for that. Even if family members become estranged and eventually when they pass away, they are not gone from us. They live on in our hearts and memories.
As much as conflict pains me it's often an opportunity for growth. An argument within my own extended family has troubled me lately, but serves as a reminder that my happiness is not determined by the people or circumstances that surround me. My fulfillment comes from above. He will fill me to the point of overflowing if I let him. I can always find peace by looking up, even when I'm surrounded by strife.
A gentle answer turns away wrath, but a harsh word stirs up anger.
Proverbs 15:1 (NIV)
Lord please help me to act in ways that will promote peace and temper anger. I wish for my family to be marked by growth and not division. I ask this in your name. Amen.
Tuesday, November 6, 2007
Six months?
Ican hardly believe that our little one is six months old. It feels like she was just born yesterday. I remember trying to take care of our older girls at home while running back and forth to the NICU to be with her as much as possible. She was so fragile when she came home. I'd watch her breathe and live in fear that her apnea alarm would sound if I looked away- even for a moment. How wonderful it was to introduce her to her friends and family up north this summer and then to return to the peace and quiet of home here in Georgia. Don't let her know, but I almost miss those early weeks where I'd find myself rocking to her and singing softly at 3AM. I recall first baths, first walks, first trips to church, first smiles, and first giggles. I thank the Lord for you each day and ask Him to be with us as we celebrate many, many more firsts together. Happy 1/2 birthday, little one. I love you!
Monday, November 5, 2007
Saturday, November 3, 2007
Love
1 Corinthians 13
Love
1If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. 2If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. 3If I give all I possess to the poor and surrender my body to the flames, but have not love, I gain nothing.
4Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. 5It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. 6Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. 7It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
8Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away. 9For we know in part and we prophesy in part, 10but when perfection comes, the imperfect disappears. 11When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put childish ways behind me. 12Now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.
13And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.
(NIV emphasis mine)
This chapter of scripture is such a gift, it has always spoken to my heart. The people that God has surrounded me with, my family and friends, are truly blessings to me. I hope that they know that whether we agree or disagree, whether or not I may "like" them at a given point in time, I always love them. I belive that I always will. I believe that love never fails.
Love
1If I speak in the tongues of men and of angels, but have not love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. 2If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith that can move mountains, but have not love, I am nothing. 3If I give all I possess to the poor and surrender my body to the flames, but have not love, I gain nothing.
4Love is patient, love is kind. It does not envy, it does not boast, it is not proud. 5It is not rude, it is not self-seeking, it is not easily angered, it keeps no record of wrongs. 6Love does not delight in evil but rejoices with the truth. 7It always protects, always trusts, always hopes, always perseveres.
8Love never fails. But where there are prophecies, they will cease; where there are tongues, they will be stilled; where there is knowledge, it will pass away. 9For we know in part and we prophesy in part, 10but when perfection comes, the imperfect disappears. 11When I was a child, I talked like a child, I thought like a child, I reasoned like a child. When I became a man, I put childish ways behind me. 12Now we see but a poor reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.
13And now these three remain: faith, hope and love. But the greatest of these is love.
(NIV emphasis mine)
This chapter of scripture is such a gift, it has always spoken to my heart. The people that God has surrounded me with, my family and friends, are truly blessings to me. I hope that they know that whether we agree or disagree, whether or not I may "like" them at a given point in time, I always love them. I belive that I always will. I believe that love never fails.
Friday, November 2, 2007
Foto Friday 1
Here's our oldest two sporting face paint from the end of the season soccer celebration and littlest from her command center, aka excersaucer. She loves standing up in it and enjoying a better view of everyone. "See" you next week!
Thursday, November 1, 2007
Stuck...
One of my favorite childhood books is "Where the Red Fern Grows". It's a story about animals, growing up, love, and loss. A young boy wants to learn to coon hunt with his dogs. First he goes on a journey to raise money and purchase his pups and then he sets about training them as hunters. In order to do so he needs a coon hide for them to chase. His wise grandpa suggests a deceptively simple trap: a wooden box with an opening just large enough for a coon stick his hand through with some shiny metal 'bait' inside. The boy is skeptical, all the coon would need to do is let go of his metal prize and he'd be able to remove his hand. Grandpa proves right when he traps his first coon using this method.
I'm more like that simple raccoon than I'd like to admit. I often find myself stuck simply because I refuse to let go. Sometimes I'm holding on to something that I truly believe is important, but all too often I'm holding on to something that's just, well stuff. All that holding on can definitely hold me back.
Jesus spoke about this several times during his ministry, a few of my favorites are the ninth chapter of Luke and the parable of the rich young man. My prayer today is a simple one...
Lord please help me to let go of anything which is holding back. In your name, I pray. Amen
I'm more like that simple raccoon than I'd like to admit. I often find myself stuck simply because I refuse to let go. Sometimes I'm holding on to something that I truly believe is important, but all too often I'm holding on to something that's just, well stuff. All that holding on can definitely hold me back.
Jesus spoke about this several times during his ministry, a few of my favorites are the ninth chapter of Luke and the parable of the rich young man. My prayer today is a simple one...
Lord please help me to let go of anything which is holding back. In your name, I pray. Amen
Wednesday, October 31, 2007
The mommy gap
I'm noticing a widening gap amongst my mommy friends. As I've mentioned before, I sometimes long for the days when things seemed simpler. My fellow mommys all had pretty much the same rules back then. First and foremost, were big on safety and peace. We all encouraged sharing and no one let our kids play in the street or bonk someone else over the head. :-)
Now we often see things differently. While some of us routinely leave the kids home alone for short periods or drop them off at the movie or football game, others still allow parties and sleepovers only at the home of truly trusted friends. Some have allowed their girls to wear makeup, heels, and string bikinis while others are trying to keep their girls dressing, well, girlish. Some kids have cell phones and IM at will, while others are allowed on the net only for school work. And why am I getting the feeling that things will only get stickier from here on out?
It's definitely not always about right and wrong anymore, it's more about figuring out what's right for my girls. That's why I am so glad to be able to lean on the Lord. I find myself doing so more and more about lots of things, but parenting my 'tweens in particular. I know that I couldn't begin to figure it all out without him.
Thank you Lord for continuing to provide us with the wisdom and discernment to make the right choices for our girls. In your name I pray, Amen.
Teach me in your way, O Lord; lead me in a straight path.
Psalm 27:11 (NIV
Now we often see things differently. While some of us routinely leave the kids home alone for short periods or drop them off at the movie or football game, others still allow parties and sleepovers only at the home of truly trusted friends. Some have allowed their girls to wear makeup, heels, and string bikinis while others are trying to keep their girls dressing, well, girlish. Some kids have cell phones and IM at will, while others are allowed on the net only for school work. And why am I getting the feeling that things will only get stickier from here on out?
It's definitely not always about right and wrong anymore, it's more about figuring out what's right for my girls. That's why I am so glad to be able to lean on the Lord. I find myself doing so more and more about lots of things, but parenting my 'tweens in particular. I know that I couldn't begin to figure it all out without him.
Thank you Lord for continuing to provide us with the wisdom and discernment to make the right choices for our girls. In your name I pray, Amen.
Teach me in your way, O Lord; lead me in a straight path.
Psalm 27:11 (NIV
Tuesday, October 30, 2007
It doesn't have to be good...
It's extraordinary just how much "stuff'" my kids require on any given week! We had three birthday presents to buy this past weekend, one apple for science class, a foam board for art, a children's book and matching costume for the kindergarten book parade, two baseball hats for cap day, and two dozen cookies to bake for a good behavior party at school. Last night, just as we had FINALLY settled down on the couch, our 5 year old came to us with yet another item request. My hubby sighed as he got up and wandered over to the cabinets in search of a food item to contribute to the school's drive and P. hopped anxiously around the kitchen. It was slim pickings in our pantry as I'm due to head to the store for our big monthly shopping trip at the end of the week. Getting impatient P. tried to help, "It doesn't have to be good Dad. It only has to be in a can. If we bring in the most cans we get an ice cream party!"
Maybe I was just way overtired, but that struck me as so funny. Yup, any old can will do. I'm thinking I'll be hunting for sprinkles and nuts for said ice cream next week.
Maybe I was just way overtired, but that struck me as so funny. Yup, any old can will do. I'm thinking I'll be hunting for sprinkles and nuts for said ice cream next week.
Monday, October 29, 2007
East to West by Casting Crowns
I'm toying with the idea of "Musical Mondays". Here's one of my current favorites, enjoy.
Saturday, October 27, 2007
Now Hiring: Parents
A friend shared the below with me, enjoy!
Position(s) Available:
Mom, Mommy, Mama, Ma
Dad, Daddy, Dada, Pa, Pop
Job Description:
Long term team players needed for challenging, permanent work in an often chaotic environment. Candidates must possess excellent communication and organizational skills and be willing to work variable hours, which will include evenings, weekends, and frequent 24 hour shifts on call. Some overnight travel required including trips to primitive camping sites on rainy weekends and endless sports tournaments in far away cities! Travel expenses not reimbursed. Extensive courier duties also required.
Responsibilities:
A lifelong commitment. Must be willing to be hated, at least temporarily, until someone needs $5. Must be willing to bite tongue repeatedly. Also, must possess the physical stamina of a pack mule and be able to go from 0-60mph in three seconds flat in case, this time, the screams from the backyard are not just someone crying wolf. Must be willing to face stimulating technical challenges such as small gadget repair, mysteriously sluggish toilets, and stuck zippers. Must screen phone calls, maintain calendars, and coordinate production of multiple homework projects. Must have the ability to plan and organize social gatherings for clients of all ages and mental outlooks. Must be willing to be indispensable one minute and an embarrassment the next. Must handle assembly and product safety testing of a half million cheap, plastic toys and battery operated devices. Must always hope for the best but be prepared for the worst. Must assume final, complete accountability for the quality of the end product. Other responsibilities include floor maintenance and general janitorial work throughout the facility.
Possibility for promotion or advancement:
None! Your job is to remain in the same position for years, without complaining, constantly retraining and updating your skills, so that those in your charge can ultimately surpass you.
Previous Experience:
None required, unfortunately!
On-the-job training offered on a continually, exhaustive basis.
Wages and Compensation:
Get this! You pay them!
Offering frequent raises and bonus. A balloon payment is due when they turn 18 because of the assumption that college will help them become financially independent. When you die, you give them whatever is left. The oddest thing about this reverse salary scheme is that you'll actually enjoy it and wish you could give more!
Benefits:
While no health or dental insurance, no pension, no tuition reimbursement, no paid holidays, and no stock options are offered this job does supply limitless opportunities for personal growth, unconditional love, and free hugs and kisses for life. If you play your cards right.
Important Disclosure:
There is NO RETIREMENT, EVER!!!
What an exciting career opportunity... ummm.. calling. Thank you God for accepting my application.
Position(s) Available:
Mom, Mommy, Mama, Ma
Dad, Daddy, Dada, Pa, Pop
Job Description:
Long term team players needed for challenging, permanent work in an often chaotic environment. Candidates must possess excellent communication and organizational skills and be willing to work variable hours, which will include evenings, weekends, and frequent 24 hour shifts on call. Some overnight travel required including trips to primitive camping sites on rainy weekends and endless sports tournaments in far away cities! Travel expenses not reimbursed. Extensive courier duties also required.
Responsibilities:
A lifelong commitment. Must be willing to be hated, at least temporarily, until someone needs $5. Must be willing to bite tongue repeatedly. Also, must possess the physical stamina of a pack mule and be able to go from 0-60mph in three seconds flat in case, this time, the screams from the backyard are not just someone crying wolf. Must be willing to face stimulating technical challenges such as small gadget repair, mysteriously sluggish toilets, and stuck zippers. Must screen phone calls, maintain calendars, and coordinate production of multiple homework projects. Must have the ability to plan and organize social gatherings for clients of all ages and mental outlooks. Must be willing to be indispensable one minute and an embarrassment the next. Must handle assembly and product safety testing of a half million cheap, plastic toys and battery operated devices. Must always hope for the best but be prepared for the worst. Must assume final, complete accountability for the quality of the end product. Other responsibilities include floor maintenance and general janitorial work throughout the facility.
Possibility for promotion or advancement:
None! Your job is to remain in the same position for years, without complaining, constantly retraining and updating your skills, so that those in your charge can ultimately surpass you.
Previous Experience:
None required, unfortunately!
On-the-job training offered on a continually, exhaustive basis.
Wages and Compensation:
Get this! You pay them!
Offering frequent raises and bonus. A balloon payment is due when they turn 18 because of the assumption that college will help them become financially independent. When you die, you give them whatever is left. The oddest thing about this reverse salary scheme is that you'll actually enjoy it and wish you could give more!
Benefits:
While no health or dental insurance, no pension, no tuition reimbursement, no paid holidays, and no stock options are offered this job does supply limitless opportunities for personal growth, unconditional love, and free hugs and kisses for life. If you play your cards right.
Important Disclosure:
There is NO RETIREMENT, EVER!!!
What an exciting career opportunity... ummm.. calling. Thank you God for accepting my application.
Friday, October 26, 2007
Foto Friday 4
Here are a few of our favorite local sites for those of you who haven't visited us yet (hint, hint). We love walking along the Savannah river and haven't seen a gator yet. We also enjoy Stone Mountain. Lake Thurmond is just gi-normous and a great place to kayak. Amicalola falls, the highest water fall east of the Mississippi, may be the prettiest of all.
Thursday, October 25, 2007
A letter to God...
As a proud mommy I just had to share with you what one of my girls penned yesterday...
Dear God,
I hope Suzy doesn't feel sad. Well, Suzy is a new girl in our mission zone class at church. She and her family were missionaries in a far away country for a couple of years. She seems sad leaving her friends there. I was in the same position when I moved from New Hampshire. I lived there for half of my life, five years! I had to leave my friends too. People here helped me to feel welcome, so I want to make her feel welcome. Can you please help me God?!?
Love,
C.
I'm reminded once again what an awesome gift I've been given by the Lord. Witnessing the faith of my children never feels to inspire me and uplift my spirits. You get the picture....
That's all for today. I'm off to write my own letter to God.
*Although I didn't edit this letter for content I did change the names and places to protect the privacy of both girls and got C's permission to share.*
Dear God,
I hope Suzy doesn't feel sad. Well, Suzy is a new girl in our mission zone class at church. She and her family were missionaries in a far away country for a couple of years. She seems sad leaving her friends there. I was in the same position when I moved from New Hampshire. I lived there for half of my life, five years! I had to leave my friends too. People here helped me to feel welcome, so I want to make her feel welcome. Can you please help me God?!?
Love,
C.
I'm reminded once again what an awesome gift I've been given by the Lord. Witnessing the faith of my children never feels to inspire me and uplift my spirits. You get the picture....
That's all for today. I'm off to write my own letter to God.
*Although I didn't edit this letter for content I did change the names and places to protect the privacy of both girls and got C's permission to share.*
Wednesday, October 24, 2007
On forgiveness
The Lord has shown me that I still have lots of work to do in this area. I personally turned a corner when I finally realized that forgiveness is not a feeling, it is a choice. To that end peacemaker ministries has some really great resources for anyone looking to work on this themselves (and who doesn't need to), particularly their 4 promises of forgiveness. I share these because they were so transforming for me, allowing me to make forgiveness choices everyday and providing concrete benchmarks along the way.
- I will not dwell on this incident.
- I will not bring up this incident again and use it against you.
- I will not talk to others about this incident.
- I will not let this incident stand between us and hinder our personal relationship
Now I won't pretend that putting these steps into action is easy, but it provided a great starting point for me. This is exactly the forgiveness that God gave to us and continues to dole out daily. We are asked by Him to do the same for others. He's pretty clear on that. In fact, when I took a look at the concordance in my Bible I found more than 80 references! One that's been on my heart today keeps it simple...
Therefore, as God's chosen people, holy and dearly loved, clothe yourselves with compassion, kindness, humility, gentleness, and patience. Bear with each other and forgive whatever grievances you may have against one another. Forgive as the Lord forgave you. And over all these virtues put on love, which binds them all together in perfect unity.
Colossians 3:12-14 (NIV emphasis mine)
Tuesday, October 23, 2007
Praying for rain...
It's hard not to take certain things for granted these days. I often forget to thank God for the basics: my home, my food, my health, and yes... my water. I knew it was a dry year here. Last year was too, but it's somehow different when there's a number attached to it. Our brothers and sisters in north Georgia our facing that number now... 90 days. Just three or four months of water are left in Lake Lanier and we have to wonder how far behind our own reservoir can be.
The Bible tells us repeatedly to pray about our needs. This passage in James has been on my heart:
Is any one of you in trouble? He should pray. Is anyone happy? Let him sing songs of praise. Is any one of you sick? He should call the elders of the church to pray over him and annoint him with oil in the name of the Lord.
James 5:13-14 (NIV)
There's a bit of rain potential in the forecast this week, and I think it's time to turn our faces heavenward and pray. Please join me in praying for much needed rain, for the wisdom and discernment of our government officials as they decide how to allocate the resevoir's existing water, and that we'll all be better stewards of the water resources which God has already provided.
And, if you read a bit further in James you'll find that rain is specifically mentioned.
Elijah was a man just like us. He prayed earnestly that it would not rain, and it did not rain on the land for three and a half years. Again he prayed, and the heavens gave rain, and the earth produced its crops.
James 5:17-18(NIV)
You'll find more information about Georgia's drought here .
Thank you for your prayers.
The Bible tells us repeatedly to pray about our needs. This passage in James has been on my heart:
Is any one of you in trouble? He should pray. Is anyone happy? Let him sing songs of praise. Is any one of you sick? He should call the elders of the church to pray over him and annoint him with oil in the name of the Lord.
James 5:13-14 (NIV)
There's a bit of rain potential in the forecast this week, and I think it's time to turn our faces heavenward and pray. Please join me in praying for much needed rain, for the wisdom and discernment of our government officials as they decide how to allocate the resevoir's existing water, and that we'll all be better stewards of the water resources which God has already provided.
And, if you read a bit further in James you'll find that rain is specifically mentioned.
Elijah was a man just like us. He prayed earnestly that it would not rain, and it did not rain on the land for three and a half years. Again he prayed, and the heavens gave rain, and the earth produced its crops.
James 5:17-18(NIV)
You'll find more information about Georgia's drought here .
Thank you for your prayers.
Monday, October 22, 2007
A Yankee?
Don't get me wrong, we truly enjoy most aspects of making our home here in Georgia. One thing that's been a bit of an adjustment though is often being referred to as yankees. I was recently rather embarrased when our doctor, himself a New Yorker, commented to our five year old that he was a yankee too. It was one of our first visits to him, so I was taken aback when she responded with hands on hips, stamping her feet, and a bit red faced that she was absolutely NOT A YANKEE! Thankfully our doc has children of his own, a great sense of humor, and as a New Yorker immediately realized his faux pas.
We do take our baseball rather seriously in New England. We like to have something to complain and worry about besides the weather. We've passed along our membership in Red Sox nation to our children and they have an extreme distaste for all things Yankee. So while all northerners may be yankees, we are most definitely not Yankees! That's why I couldn't let today go by without saying ...
GO SOX!!!
Back to serious ramblings tomorrow, but for today I'm going to catch up on my sleep, savor the sweet taste of victory, and enjoy my heritage as a New Englander.
We do take our baseball rather seriously in New England. We like to have something to complain and worry about besides the weather. We've passed along our membership in Red Sox nation to our children and they have an extreme distaste for all things Yankee. So while all northerners may be yankees, we are most definitely not Yankees! That's why I couldn't let today go by without saying ...
GO SOX!!!
Back to serious ramblings tomorrow, but for today I'm going to catch up on my sleep, savor the sweet taste of victory, and enjoy my heritage as a New Englander.
Saturday, October 20, 2007
Marathon motherhood
Okay, so I am definitely not a runner! I have realized though that motherhood often resembles running. I'm betting this is why I'm always so tired?!?
I've learned over the years that the race I run daily more closely resembles a marathon than a sprint. It's become much more about endurance and less about reaching the finish line. Be warned, this is kind of a follow-up to Thursday's post, guess I'm feeling particularly reflective this week...
I once thought that when my girls reached a certain age, they'd need me less. Each milestone would bring independence and I'd be phased out, for better or for worse. As with so many things I've found that I had it all wrong. My older girls don't need me any less, it's just that their needs have evolved over time. I remember fondly the days when everything was so clear cut. Yes, you can play with play dough. No, you can't play with the stove!
Now it seems like we're entering murky waters. Should they wear those particular clothes, see that movie, spend time with that certain friend? Nothing seems quite so clear anymore, but the stakes seem somehow higher. At least I don't need to worry about not being needed :-).
Thankfully, I know that I can rely on the Lord to help me to both navigate through this motherhood maze and to give me the energy to keep on running. I know that this is one race that I intend to finish well...
However, I consider my life worth nothing to me, if only I may finish the race and complete the task the Lord Jesus has given me...
Acts 20:24(NIV)
I've learned over the years that the race I run daily more closely resembles a marathon than a sprint. It's become much more about endurance and less about reaching the finish line. Be warned, this is kind of a follow-up to Thursday's post, guess I'm feeling particularly reflective this week...
I once thought that when my girls reached a certain age, they'd need me less. Each milestone would bring independence and I'd be phased out, for better or for worse. As with so many things I've found that I had it all wrong. My older girls don't need me any less, it's just that their needs have evolved over time. I remember fondly the days when everything was so clear cut. Yes, you can play with play dough. No, you can't play with the stove!
Now it seems like we're entering murky waters. Should they wear those particular clothes, see that movie, spend time with that certain friend? Nothing seems quite so clear anymore, but the stakes seem somehow higher. At least I don't need to worry about not being needed :-).
Thankfully, I know that I can rely on the Lord to help me to both navigate through this motherhood maze and to give me the energy to keep on running. I know that this is one race that I intend to finish well...
However, I consider my life worth nothing to me, if only I may finish the race and complete the task the Lord Jesus has given me...
Acts 20:24(NIV)
Friday, October 19, 2007
Foto Friday 3
This week it's short and sweet. As you can see littlest is growing up fast and is drooling... A LOT! Enjoy!
Thursday, October 18, 2007
Milestones
Childhood and mommyhood are both full of firsts. I remember that with my oldest girls I eagerly anticipated some of those milestones. I couldn't wait for them to take their first steps, say their first words, etc.
It's funny how things can change! I'll admit that with our younger ones I have a much different attitude. While I do my best to cheer them on, those same milestones are just as likely to bring tears these days. Sure, everyone told me that time would fly, but until I had actually experienced it I just didn't quite get it. I've tried to hurry less and enjoy more these last few years and, for the most part, I've been successful.
I've never been the type to keep up with baby books either. I admire those of you who do, but I've just never found the time. I was thinking this week though about all the firsts I've been blessed to be involved in just this year. Here are a few...
It's funny how things can change! I'll admit that with our younger ones I have a much different attitude. While I do my best to cheer them on, those same milestones are just as likely to bring tears these days. Sure, everyone told me that time would fly, but until I had actually experienced it I just didn't quite get it. I've tried to hurry less and enjoy more these last few years and, for the most part, I've been successful.
I've never been the type to keep up with baby books either. I admire those of you who do, but I've just never found the time. I was thinking this week though about all the firsts I've been blessed to be involved in just this year. Here are a few...
- Our first set of braces went on and off (that could have been our priciest first)
- Our first school dances (Yikes!)
- Our five year old tied her shoes and rode the big bus for the first time
- Our nine year old auditioned for her first singing part (and got it)
- And yes, littlest is cutting a tooth and sleeping through the night
Well, from where I sit that's a pretty impressive list! It reminds me of just how blessed I am to be in the midst of all of this. I have a church friend with two young children under five who is struggling with a severe illness right now. She worries that she might not be present for her little ones someday. I often take it all for granted, but I do realize that each and every day, each and every milestone is truly a gift from Him.
Thank you Lord for granting me so many mommy moments...
There is a time for everything and a season for every activity under heaven
Ecclesiastes 3:1 (NIV)
Wednesday, October 17, 2007
What next?
Some days I just want to put the girls into a proverbial bubble and hide... today is one of those days. A friend forwarded the below to me, it's pretty scary stuff.
http://pressherald.mainetoday.com/story.php?id=140910&ac=PHnws
I hope I'm not alone here, but I am saddened and a bit, well,... ill at the thought of us making contraception more widely available to middle schoolers!!! I also wonder when it was that we as a society decided that a child's right to privacy trumped our parental duty to keep our children safe!
http://pressherald.mainetoday.com/story.php?id=140910&ac=PHnws
I hope I'm not alone here, but I am saddened and a bit, well,... ill at the thought of us making contraception more widely available to middle schoolers!!! I also wonder when it was that we as a society decided that a child's right to privacy trumped our parental duty to keep our children safe!
Monday, October 15, 2007
Releasing Beauty
My older girls are participating in a great Bible study with this name. It got me thinking this week about just what releasing beauty means, and how it relates to my role as a mother. For some insight I peeked at an online dictionary and found the following:
release
1. to free from confinement, bondage, obligation, pain, etc.; let go
2. to free from anything that restrains, fastens, etc.
3. to allow to be known, issued, done, or exhibited
beauty
1. the quality present in a thing or person that gives intense pleasure or deep satisfaction to the mind, whether arising from sensory manifestations (as shape, color, sound, etc.), a meaningful design or pattern, or something else (as a personality in which high spiritual qualities are manifest).
Most Christians know that God is in control of their lives, yet we often allow fears and anxieties to cripple us. Though I worry daily about the fallen world that my girls are subjected to, I must resolve to trust that God is BIG enough to handle their futures. He has a plan for them, a plan to release their beauty. I'm here to help them learn to trust in His perfect plan for their lives.
I don't know yet what specific roles they will play in His plan, but I can't wait to find out! Until God someday reveals the big picture I hope that they'll live each day reflecting and releasing their beauty to the world as a powerful testimony to His love for them and for us all.
"For I know the plans I have for you," declares the Lord, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future. Then you will call upon me and come and pray to me, and I will listen to you. You will seek me and find me when you seek me with all your heart. I will be found by you," declares the Lord, "and will bring you back from captivity."
~Jeremiah 29:11-14a (NIV)
Saturday, October 13, 2007
Buckled In
Like many moms of today I'm pretty safety conscious. I'm big on bike helmets, life jackets, baby monitors, and internet filters, just to name a few. I take my carseats pretty seriously too. When we were expecting our little one last spring I spent lots of time comparing the various infant seats, checking their softness, reading online safety reviews, and finally have it checked by a certified carseat technician once it was installed. Now I'm getting tendinitis (from lugging said seat with baby in it) and we're ready to begin shopping again for a larger variety. Here we go again!
I was thinking a bit about my compulsion to protect and cradle my girls. I find it comforting to remember that God goes to great lengths to do the same for me. How wonderful to know that he holds us just as securely as any carseat. In fact, I think he's the one that taught me how mommies hold hands in the first place. I don't ever worry that my child is going to let go of my hand in a busy parking lot, because I'm not concerned about their grip. I've got them and I know I won't let go, even if the unexpected happens.
Thank you Lord for keeping me "buckled in".
Let the beloved of the Lord rest secure in him, for he shields him all day long, and the one the Lord loves rests between his shoulders.
Deuteronomy 33:12 (NIV)
I was thinking a bit about my compulsion to protect and cradle my girls. I find it comforting to remember that God goes to great lengths to do the same for me. How wonderful to know that he holds us just as securely as any carseat. In fact, I think he's the one that taught me how mommies hold hands in the first place. I don't ever worry that my child is going to let go of my hand in a busy parking lot, because I'm not concerned about their grip. I've got them and I know I won't let go, even if the unexpected happens.
Thank you Lord for keeping me "buckled in".
Let the beloved of the Lord rest secure in him, for he shields him all day long, and the one the Lord loves rests between his shoulders.
Deuteronomy 33:12 (NIV)
Friday, October 12, 2007
Foto Friday 2
As promised, here is another round of pictures. Don't forget to leave a comment and let me know you visited. The last few weeks have still been pretty warm here in the sunny south, but it has finally started to cool off a bit. Still lots of time to play outside as you can see. See you next week!
Thursday, October 11, 2007
Making a statement
I was out and about with littlest the other day and someone noticed her fuzzibunz as I was changing her. She asked me if I was making an "environmental statement". Hhhmmm, well... no. I think I was diapering my child! :-)I politely said that we just liked using them, asked if she had any questions, and left it at that.
If you're lost (or even mildly interested) check out
fuzzibunz here. They can tell you why lots of people choose to use them. As for me, I think they are just too cute, seem oh so comfy, save us a few bucks, and I quite simply have the time this go around.
Oh, and just for the record... If I was going to make a "statement" it wouldn't be on a piece of cloth secured to my baby's bottom. I think I'd at least opt for a t-shirt or even a bumper sticker. Here's a cute slogan I saw recently...
"Life's short, pray hard" Eph. 6:18
Honestly I care much more deeply about the spiritual state of the world my children will someday inherit. Global warming... not so much.
If you're lost (or even mildly interested) check out
fuzzibunz here. They can tell you why lots of people choose to use them. As for me, I think they are just too cute, seem oh so comfy, save us a few bucks, and I quite simply have the time this go around.
Oh, and just for the record... If I was going to make a "statement" it wouldn't be on a piece of cloth secured to my baby's bottom. I think I'd at least opt for a t-shirt or even a bumper sticker. Here's a cute slogan I saw recently...
"Life's short, pray hard" Eph. 6:18
Honestly I care much more deeply about the spiritual state of the world my children will someday inherit. Global warming... not so much.
Wednesday, October 10, 2007
Wrestling
I'm tired. My life lately feels like one big wrestling match. I hate it when that happens! I've really been struggling with a few things. It all starts out gently enough. God speaks... first in the quietest of whispers. "Did I really hear that at all?" Then he nudges me, just a little. As a seasoned mom and wife I'm good at tuning out when I want to. My kids and hubby are experts and they've trained me well! I've found out the hard way that God doesn't like to be ignored. Who does? So, he turns up the volume a little. Covering my ears like a two year old I begin to yell, "I still can't hear you!" What were once little pokes have graduated to pushes now, knocking me off balance. Till once again I find myself in the thick of it, wrestling with Him. I'll be honest- I'll resort to any diversionary tactic sometimes. See I'm comfortable and happy where I'm at. Not sure at all I want to go where he's leading me.
The specifics of this battle aren't important. Suffice it to say that here I am again, kicking and screaming. Wonder if I'll ever learn. He's starting to get the better of me, I'll admit reluctantly. He'll actually drag me if He needs to. He's done it before. I wonder when I'll give in to His will. One thing I'm sure of, He's not going to let up until I say "Uncle!". I don't know where I'd be if He wasn't so gosh darn persistent!
Okay, I take that back. I know exactly where I would be... stuck. Stuck in patterns that where once "good enough" but just don't work any more. Stuck in the rut of living for myself and others instead of for Him. I'm so glad he gave me a mustard seed worth of faith, but sometimes it's still hard to actually put this faith into practice. It seems so much easier to wrap it in a pretty box, tie it with a bow, and stick it up to be admired. Do I really have to DO something with it? Something that may be uncomfortable, scary, or even a bit sacrificial? This whole process of sanctification can really be a bit messy, and well... tiring.
Additional thoughts on wrestling...
"Faith is not getting man's will done on heaven. It is getting God's will done on earth." -Adrian Rogers
Do not conform any longer to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind. Then you will be able to test and approve what God's will is- his good pleasing and perfect will.
Romans 12:2(NIV)
The specifics of this battle aren't important. Suffice it to say that here I am again, kicking and screaming. Wonder if I'll ever learn. He's starting to get the better of me, I'll admit reluctantly. He'll actually drag me if He needs to. He's done it before. I wonder when I'll give in to His will. One thing I'm sure of, He's not going to let up until I say "Uncle!". I don't know where I'd be if He wasn't so gosh darn persistent!
Okay, I take that back. I know exactly where I would be... stuck. Stuck in patterns that where once "good enough" but just don't work any more. Stuck in the rut of living for myself and others instead of for Him. I'm so glad he gave me a mustard seed worth of faith, but sometimes it's still hard to actually put this faith into practice. It seems so much easier to wrap it in a pretty box, tie it with a bow, and stick it up to be admired. Do I really have to DO something with it? Something that may be uncomfortable, scary, or even a bit sacrificial? This whole process of sanctification can really be a bit messy, and well... tiring.
Additional thoughts on wrestling...
"Faith is not getting man's will done on heaven. It is getting God's will done on earth." -Adrian Rogers
Do not conform any longer to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind. Then you will be able to test and approve what God's will is- his good pleasing and perfect will.
Romans 12:2(NIV)
Tuesday, October 9, 2007
On Technology
Have I told you lately how much I dig Ebay? Go ahead, think of some random item. Maybe something you saw today in Target or some long lost favorite toy from your childhood. Got it?Okay, now hit Ebay. Nine times out of ten you'll find it! It's like the whole world at your fingertips. I've bought and sold way too many strange things there myself. Here are just a few:
1)fertile duck eggs (for a 4-H incubation project)
2)baby clothes(well- not so random)
3)a concert video from 1988 that DH found buried in the garage(someone paid us a whole $12 for it)
Well, you get the picture...
How about ordering a pizza online? How cool is that? Ditto for mapquest- on a recent vacation we took the trusty notebook pc with us and figured out what we wanted to do AND how to get there! Google and the other search engines just amaze me. Heck, I never really have to visit the bank anymore with direct deposit and online banking. I often don't carry cash either! For that matter, I don't use many stamps now a days. Email and online bill pay cover most all my correspondance needs. Don't even get me started on You Tube. I could even log in to read my Bible and hear a mighty fine sermon from my church. Do I ever need to leave the house?!?
Well yes, I can log onto Web MD or the like, but once in a while we might need to visit a real, old fashioned doc. We headed in last week for littlest's well baby check-up. And what do you know? Their computer system was down. Since they do ENTIRELY computerized charting now (who needs those bulky folders anyway) they were... well... in trouble, to say the least. They had no idea which patients were coming in as they have a handy dandy computerized appointment system. Gee, did mighty mite gain any weight? Well, our poor frazzled doc just didn't have a clue... literally. The nurse didn't even know what developmental questions to ask. Thank goodness mommy was there to fill in some of the blanks!
Now, we have great docs. I'm sure they have all their records "backed up" and "archived" and all that good stuff. But they just weren't very handy. Thank goodness it was just a well baby check up, ya know?
By the way.... Have you googled yourself lately? You may want to try typing in your name or your even your phone number. You may be surprised by what you find!
Thank you God for technology... I think.
1)fertile duck eggs (for a 4-H incubation project)
2)baby clothes(well- not so random)
3)a concert video from 1988 that DH found buried in the garage(someone paid us a whole $12 for it)
Well, you get the picture...
How about ordering a pizza online? How cool is that? Ditto for mapquest- on a recent vacation we took the trusty notebook pc with us and figured out what we wanted to do AND how to get there! Google and the other search engines just amaze me. Heck, I never really have to visit the bank anymore with direct deposit and online banking. I often don't carry cash either! For that matter, I don't use many stamps now a days. Email and online bill pay cover most all my correspondance needs. Don't even get me started on You Tube. I could even log in to read my Bible and hear a mighty fine sermon from my church. Do I ever need to leave the house?!?
Well yes, I can log onto Web MD or the like, but once in a while we might need to visit a real, old fashioned doc. We headed in last week for littlest's well baby check-up. And what do you know? Their computer system was down. Since they do ENTIRELY computerized charting now (who needs those bulky folders anyway) they were... well... in trouble, to say the least. They had no idea which patients were coming in as they have a handy dandy computerized appointment system. Gee, did mighty mite gain any weight? Well, our poor frazzled doc just didn't have a clue... literally. The nurse didn't even know what developmental questions to ask. Thank goodness mommy was there to fill in some of the blanks!
Now, we have great docs. I'm sure they have all their records "backed up" and "archived" and all that good stuff. But they just weren't very handy. Thank goodness it was just a well baby check up, ya know?
By the way.... Have you googled yourself lately? You may want to try typing in your name or your even your phone number. You may be surprised by what you find!
Thank you God for technology... I think.
Monday, October 8, 2007
E.G.G. Hunts
Thought I'd share one of our new family traditions with you all. It's a year round tradition, not a holiday one, which makes it even better as far as I'm concerned. We've begun hunting for E.G.Gs. No, not the Easter variety. It's a bit late in the year for that. We've been hunting for Evidences of God's Grace. These E.G.G.s can be found in most places, most any time. It just takes a bit of looking...
I found one this morning as a matter of fact. My E.G.G was in the telephone. I had woken up this morning feeling tired and a little homesick. It's happened to all of us from time to time since our move. Well, the phone rang and it was a wonderful old friend. After some catching up I was ready to face the day with a smile.
When you choose to begin your own hunt I'll bet that you find lots of your own. I've met E.G.G's at soccer games, encountered them while driving, and even found them in my sugar bowl (please don't ask). The kids find them too, in the classroom and on the playground. E.G.G's are hiding everywhere. And, if you're really stumped don't forget about the biggest E.G.G of all... His love for us, even when we don't deserve it. (Eph 2:8-9) Yup, that's my favorite one too.
When he arrived and saw the evidence of the grace of God, he was glad and encouraged them all to remain true to the Lord with all their hearts.
Acts 11:23 (NIV)
Saturday, October 6, 2007
The New Adventures of Jack and Jilly
Do you remember Dick and Jane? As in Dick and Jane can run. Dick and Jane can play. Dick and Jane can jump. Well, in case you didn't know, Dick and Jane have gone away. They've been replaced by Jack and Jilly, at least at my daughter's Kindergarten. We read lots of Jack and Jilly around here now!
Kindergarten has changed in other ways too. First and foremost it is now a full day affair. I remember going myself for about three hours, having a circle time and hearing a story, practicing with the calendar, lots of play, and then my favorite subject of all- RECESS! Well now Kindergarten is a bit more serious. You know our schools here must meet their "adequate yearly progress" goals. It's apparently quite a big deal. So we need this whole day to be jam packed with learning. We get lots of homework too. Yes, after spending 7 and 1/2 hours at school, my young student is expected to do some more work when she gets home! Remind me to schedule some time with her teacher to include bed making and room cleaning (they're falling by the wayside for the sake of academic progress).
Now, it's not that I don't care about learning. I think it's great that she's mastering reading and writing so quickly. I'm sure glad she can begin to count her allowance money too. But, what I didn't realize is what else is being packed into her extended day. Her teacher sends home a wonderful newsletter every Friday letting us know what has been covered that week in school. Well, wouldn't you know? Last week along with all those essentials they did find the time to do a bit of teaching on death and divorce. Now aren't those two great letter D words? YIKES! Now, it was of course taught in conjunction with a unit on families and the changes they undergo, but still, YIKES! I wonder what's in store for next week?
Thankfully, we were able to sit down that night and spend some time talking about it with our child. We did a bit of "damage control". It all turned out fine in the end. Just thought you'd want to hear about Jack and Jilly and maybe ask your child (or student of any age) what they learned at school today?
Kindergarten has changed in other ways too. First and foremost it is now a full day affair. I remember going myself for about three hours, having a circle time and hearing a story, practicing with the calendar, lots of play, and then my favorite subject of all- RECESS! Well now Kindergarten is a bit more serious. You know our schools here must meet their "adequate yearly progress" goals. It's apparently quite a big deal. So we need this whole day to be jam packed with learning. We get lots of homework too. Yes, after spending 7 and 1/2 hours at school, my young student is expected to do some more work when she gets home! Remind me to schedule some time with her teacher to include bed making and room cleaning (they're falling by the wayside for the sake of academic progress).
Now, it's not that I don't care about learning. I think it's great that she's mastering reading and writing so quickly. I'm sure glad she can begin to count her allowance money too. But, what I didn't realize is what else is being packed into her extended day. Her teacher sends home a wonderful newsletter every Friday letting us know what has been covered that week in school. Well, wouldn't you know? Last week along with all those essentials they did find the time to do a bit of teaching on death and divorce. Now aren't those two great letter D words? YIKES! Now, it was of course taught in conjunction with a unit on families and the changes they undergo, but still, YIKES! I wonder what's in store for next week?
Thankfully, we were able to sit down that night and spend some time talking about it with our child. We did a bit of "damage control". It all turned out fine in the end. Just thought you'd want to hear about Jack and Jilly and maybe ask your child (or student of any age) what they learned at school today?
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