Jeremiah 31:7
For thus says the LORD,
"Sing aloud with gladness for Jacob,
And shout among the chief of the nations;
Proclaim, give praise and say,
'O LORD, save Your people,
The remnant of Israel.'
I must admit, the next book I read is the book of Jeremiah. I am not sure why, but I feel compelled to read it. I was thinking about the rain and that is actually helps refresh the earth. So I was reading a few verses that had the word refresh in them. Then I came to this verse.
One of my favorite words that I never use is remnant. God called the Israelites remnants. They were the leftovers, the scraps, of the people that came out of Egypt and were given the chosen land of God. A remnant is a part that is left over. We mostly here this word when talking about material or carpet. These people were what was left of the Israelites. I am sure that most of them were still faithful to God and still trusted him.
In today's world, do we feel like remnants? Sometimes I do. I feel like that I am in a world that forgot God. Actually, I realize I am in a world that is trying to forget God. On the news yesterday morning the kids and I saw a piece about how the twenty-somethings and teenagers are feeling more spiritual than their parents. They are looking for God or a Higher Power and being reached to through the internet. They are getting together in coffeehouses and in small groups and trying to figure out who they are.
One year, I had the privilege to go with the Junior High kids to a retreat at Butler Springs Christan Camp. They were really cool about giving the kids some freedom. They let the kids do their devotion time their own way, as long as it was quiet and respectful. Allie had never done anything like this and was not real keen in what they wanted at first. There were different spots set up for different kinds of worship. There was a place to use your creativity and draw something, there was a spot where you could reflect on people you wanted to bring closer to God and light a candle for them, there was a place to read your Bible. Once we got into it, Allie really enjoyed doing some of these things. I think that it made it more personal for her. I loved pieces of it too. I loved writing a poem, or lighting a candle and think about things.
As children of God, we are remnants to a world that wants to forget. We are the ends of the cloth, the old-fashioned, hymn-singing, hypocritical people who think they are better than everyone else. Well, I want you to know that it is not true. It is okay to hold on to the old stuff. But there is nothing wrong with trying new things. It may bring out a piece of you that God hid in your soul, just waiting for you to find. It may be something you want to share. It may be something just to be between you and God. Just do not worry about what this world thinks. You are going to be judged by the world, no matter what you do, right or wrong. God's judgment is the one we need to worry about. Being a remnant for God is a great honor. Be one with pride!
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Thursday, May 13, 2010
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
Teach Your Children Well
I am tentative. Saturday, Allie passed and received a temporary driving permit. It is funny because the question I get asked most is, do you feel old now that your daughter has her permit? You know, I am a realist in many ways. I am sad when someone passes away, but I don't dwell too much on it because I know that it is a fact of life, the way God set life up for us. In my mind, I know that someday I will see them again. I also realize that kids grow up. You can't stop them, and I have loved seeing my kids grow into the young people they are becoming. So the answer to the question is no, I am not feeling old. That doesn't bother me.
What bothers me is this...can I teach her the best driving methods? Can I pass on to her the knowledge I have and she use it to the best of her ability? I never thought of myself as a good teacher. I am horrible in math; Timm goes to Allie for help. I am very much the laid back parent in a lot of ways. I ask the kids to do chores. I give them a time limit to get it done. If it isn't done, there are consequences. I have shown and told them what I want them to do, but rarely show them. I want them to do it their way. They each learn so differently. Allie wants to watch a while before she jumps in and tries. Timm wants you to specifically tell him. Each time they forget something or can not figure out how something needs to be done, like when they are preparing a meal, they ask questions and I give them feedback.
Last week, I asked Allie to go through all our plastic lids and match them to a container. If there was not a lid for a container or a container for a lid, get rid of it. Those accumulate so fast. She did this. She also came up with a new way to keep track of them. It is not the way I would do it, and I may go back to my old way, but we are trying it and she showed some initiative. So maybe I am doing something right. Mike has always seemed to be good with teaching and showing the kids how to do things. His patience maybe shorter than mine, and trying to understand teenage girls is impossible for him, but he does have his moments to shine. In fact, Allie wants him to take her driving so she can see if he would be okay to drive with.
So the question today is, are we teaching our children or at least providing our children with the right teachings and opportunities to learn about God, Jesus, life and all that is needed? I just pray that Mike and I are doing just that for them.
Psalm 78:1-4
Listen, O my people, to my instruction;
Incline your ears to the words of my mouth.
I will open my mouth in a parable;
I will utter dark sayings of old,
Which we have heard and known,
And our fathers have told us.
We will not conceal them from their children,
But tell to the generation to come the praises of the LORD,
And His strength and His wondrous works that He has done.
What bothers me is this...can I teach her the best driving methods? Can I pass on to her the knowledge I have and she use it to the best of her ability? I never thought of myself as a good teacher. I am horrible in math; Timm goes to Allie for help. I am very much the laid back parent in a lot of ways. I ask the kids to do chores. I give them a time limit to get it done. If it isn't done, there are consequences. I have shown and told them what I want them to do, but rarely show them. I want them to do it their way. They each learn so differently. Allie wants to watch a while before she jumps in and tries. Timm wants you to specifically tell him. Each time they forget something or can not figure out how something needs to be done, like when they are preparing a meal, they ask questions and I give them feedback.
Last week, I asked Allie to go through all our plastic lids and match them to a container. If there was not a lid for a container or a container for a lid, get rid of it. Those accumulate so fast. She did this. She also came up with a new way to keep track of them. It is not the way I would do it, and I may go back to my old way, but we are trying it and she showed some initiative. So maybe I am doing something right. Mike has always seemed to be good with teaching and showing the kids how to do things. His patience maybe shorter than mine, and trying to understand teenage girls is impossible for him, but he does have his moments to shine. In fact, Allie wants him to take her driving so she can see if he would be okay to drive with.
So the question today is, are we teaching our children or at least providing our children with the right teachings and opportunities to learn about God, Jesus, life and all that is needed? I just pray that Mike and I are doing just that for them.
Psalm 78:1-4
Listen, O my people, to my instruction;
Incline your ears to the words of my mouth.
I will open my mouth in a parable;
I will utter dark sayings of old,
Which we have heard and known,
And our fathers have told us.
We will not conceal them from their children,
But tell to the generation to come the praises of the LORD,
And His strength and His wondrous works that He has done.
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
Thankful for My Kids
Hey, did you notice it is raining outside? It's kind of foggy, too. But my mood isn't dampened by the weather. I got up a little late, but that didn't bother me. The kids and I have this routine in the morning. I get up, pack lunches, eat my yogurt and then get the kids up. Then I put a Pop-Tart for each of them on the table.
They get up, get dressed, and come out, sit down and eat their breakfast, while watching FOX-19 News. Sometimes we talk, but mostly we sit listening to the tv. Timm will make some comment to the news of the day, like a football trade or some bad person. Some days, Mike gets up early and joins us. I think, he thinks we are in a bad mood when he gets up because we don't talk much. That isn't the case, though. We are just all still trying to wake up. When we first were married, he would get up and be grumpy and not talk for a while. Now it is me and the kids that are quiet.
As the time grows shorter for the kids to leave, I may tell them to brush their teeth and give them their lunch money. I tell them to have a good day. I am thankful that I have that time with them. Even though not much is said, the comfortable silence is reassuring to all of us. I am thankful for my kids, that they still want me to wake them up and help them get their mornings going.
This just reminded me of something that happened Saturday afternoon. Allie was very tired so I asked Timm if he wanted to go the grocery store with me. He did, so we got in my Edge and left. As we walked in to the store, another Mom, who recognized Timm, said, "Wow, Alex is sitting in the car. He would never come in to the store with me."
That puzzled me for a second. Then I realized she was talking about Timm walking in with me, helping me. I said, "I guess I am just lucky."
She replied, "I think you are."
I honestly never thought about it, but it is really nice that my children still find me fun enough to be around. I was always with my parents, up until I was ready to get married. I have heard several comments about how my kids are too attached to us. Well, I have never purposely tried to make them that way. I have always tried to get them to go out on their own and do their own thing with their own friends. They choose to stay with us. This is their choice. They are good kids, they are grounded. They have their share of teenage angst, but I at least know what is going on in their lives. That I am thankful for.
They get up, get dressed, and come out, sit down and eat their breakfast, while watching FOX-19 News. Sometimes we talk, but mostly we sit listening to the tv. Timm will make some comment to the news of the day, like a football trade or some bad person. Some days, Mike gets up early and joins us. I think, he thinks we are in a bad mood when he gets up because we don't talk much. That isn't the case, though. We are just all still trying to wake up. When we first were married, he would get up and be grumpy and not talk for a while. Now it is me and the kids that are quiet.
As the time grows shorter for the kids to leave, I may tell them to brush their teeth and give them their lunch money. I tell them to have a good day. I am thankful that I have that time with them. Even though not much is said, the comfortable silence is reassuring to all of us. I am thankful for my kids, that they still want me to wake them up and help them get their mornings going.
This just reminded me of something that happened Saturday afternoon. Allie was very tired so I asked Timm if he wanted to go the grocery store with me. He did, so we got in my Edge and left. As we walked in to the store, another Mom, who recognized Timm, said, "Wow, Alex is sitting in the car. He would never come in to the store with me."
That puzzled me for a second. Then I realized she was talking about Timm walking in with me, helping me. I said, "I guess I am just lucky."
She replied, "I think you are."
I honestly never thought about it, but it is really nice that my children still find me fun enough to be around. I was always with my parents, up until I was ready to get married. I have heard several comments about how my kids are too attached to us. Well, I have never purposely tried to make them that way. I have always tried to get them to go out on their own and do their own thing with their own friends. They choose to stay with us. This is their choice. They are good kids, they are grounded. They have their share of teenage angst, but I at least know what is going on in their lives. That I am thankful for.
Thursday, October 8, 2009
Instilling Wisdom
The (A)proverbs of Solomon (B)the son of David, king of Israel:
2To know (C)wisdom and instruction,
To discern the sayings of (D)understanding,
3To (E)receive instruction in wise behavior,
(F)Righteousness, justice and equity;
4To give (G)prudence to the naive,
To the youth (H)knowledge and discretion,
5A wise man will hear and (I)increase in learning,
And a (J)man of understanding will acquire wise counsel,
6To understand a proverb and a figure,
The words of the wise and their (K)riddles.
7(L)The fear of the LORD is the beginning of knowledge;
Fools despise wisdom and instruction.
This is the very beginning of Proverbs 1. Wisdom is from God. Having wisdom is having the world, if you use it wisely. Being wise and having wisdom do not go hand in hand. You can have all the wisdom of a certain subject and still be clueless. It amazes me that some people are so smart in school, yet have no wisdom on life.
God wants us to be wise in all ways. Most of us are not wise in all ways. We have some things we are pretty stupid about. I am horrible in math but in life, I think I usually have some good sense. I am a reader and I pick up a lot of things by reading them. That helps me know what I should do in situations. Watching the news seems to show mostly people who have no wisdom. And I get emails about people who do stupid things. We laugh at them, but it really is kind of sad.
Wisdom is not something to be taken lightly. Instilling the passion of learning into our children seem to be the hardest task of all. We advise them to do their homework, take notes in class, pay attention to all we tell them and listen to their elders. As parents, we sometimes feel that that is not happening. But in the end, most of our kids seem to finally get it and do well. It's the ones who seem not to care that we worry about the most.
2To know (C)wisdom and instruction,
To discern the sayings of (D)understanding,
3To (E)receive instruction in wise behavior,
(F)Righteousness, justice and equity;
4To give (G)prudence to the naive,
To the youth (H)knowledge and discretion,
5A wise man will hear and (I)increase in learning,
And a (J)man of understanding will acquire wise counsel,
6To understand a proverb and a figure,
The words of the wise and their (K)riddles.
7(L)The fear of the LORD is the beginning of knowledge;
Fools despise wisdom and instruction.
This is the very beginning of Proverbs 1. Wisdom is from God. Having wisdom is having the world, if you use it wisely. Being wise and having wisdom do not go hand in hand. You can have all the wisdom of a certain subject and still be clueless. It amazes me that some people are so smart in school, yet have no wisdom on life.
God wants us to be wise in all ways. Most of us are not wise in all ways. We have some things we are pretty stupid about. I am horrible in math but in life, I think I usually have some good sense. I am a reader and I pick up a lot of things by reading them. That helps me know what I should do in situations. Watching the news seems to show mostly people who have no wisdom. And I get emails about people who do stupid things. We laugh at them, but it really is kind of sad.
Wisdom is not something to be taken lightly. Instilling the passion of learning into our children seem to be the hardest task of all. We advise them to do their homework, take notes in class, pay attention to all we tell them and listen to their elders. As parents, we sometimes feel that that is not happening. But in the end, most of our kids seem to finally get it and do well. It's the ones who seem not to care that we worry about the most.
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Family Time
This morning, on my way to work, the gas light came on on my dashboard. I am not surprised by this. I knew I would need gas soon, but not on my way to work. Well, I decided I would stop and get gas. So I pulled in to Ameri-Stop and reached for my wallet. Uh-it's not there! Man! I couldn't get gas! I left my wallet at home.
Let's see, I took it out of my purse to get the kids lunch money. Oh, it's still on the desk. Well, let's pray I have enough gas to get me home & to the closest gas station. Running out of gas isn't the worst thing that can happen. But not getting your tank filled up is. I am not talking about your vehicle's gas tank. I am talking about your soul.
Every week, we know of people who seem to be letting things get in the way of a service. Right now, I am guilty of this. I am the kind of person who has always believed that anytime the church doors are open, I should be there. But I am also learning that with a family, you need to make time for them. This is why I am not as into Sunday evenings or Wednesday Bible Study. I have tried to do my laundry on other days of the week, but Sunday seems to be the best day for us. And with football season, all the Junior High games, except maybe 1 is on Wednesday. Luckily they are early, 5 PM, and I am the type of parent who wants to be there to support my kids in all they do. But the next two Wednesdays are away games. I can not get there before the game is over, so Mike will have to pick up the slack when he can. It's hard, but thank goodness for texting!
So my original point to all this is that you have to find ways to fill your soul-tank. I have choir practice and I have Sunday morning church and Sunday School. I also have my own study of the Word and this devotion. Both help me when I have had a bad day. I know in a few years that I will be back to helping out when I can and going to church on Sunday evenings and Wednesday evenings. But for now, justified or not, I am wanting to raise my children to know I love them and support them. They know God and that He is the most important person in their lives. He isn't coming second or last because we pray, we talk about Him, and I try to involve them in as much as they can handle. Allie is going to be helping out with the Children's drama again this year and Timm is going to the Junior High Retreat in a few weeks. They go to Sunday school and help me out with choir and whatever else they can be involved in.
Proverbs 22:6 "Train a child in the way he should go, and when he is old he will not turn from it."
Luke 18:17 "I tell you the truth, anyone who will not receive the kingdom of God like a little child will never enter it."
Let's see, I took it out of my purse to get the kids lunch money. Oh, it's still on the desk. Well, let's pray I have enough gas to get me home & to the closest gas station. Running out of gas isn't the worst thing that can happen. But not getting your tank filled up is. I am not talking about your vehicle's gas tank. I am talking about your soul.
Every week, we know of people who seem to be letting things get in the way of a service. Right now, I am guilty of this. I am the kind of person who has always believed that anytime the church doors are open, I should be there. But I am also learning that with a family, you need to make time for them. This is why I am not as into Sunday evenings or Wednesday Bible Study. I have tried to do my laundry on other days of the week, but Sunday seems to be the best day for us. And with football season, all the Junior High games, except maybe 1 is on Wednesday. Luckily they are early, 5 PM, and I am the type of parent who wants to be there to support my kids in all they do. But the next two Wednesdays are away games. I can not get there before the game is over, so Mike will have to pick up the slack when he can. It's hard, but thank goodness for texting!
So my original point to all this is that you have to find ways to fill your soul-tank. I have choir practice and I have Sunday morning church and Sunday School. I also have my own study of the Word and this devotion. Both help me when I have had a bad day. I know in a few years that I will be back to helping out when I can and going to church on Sunday evenings and Wednesday evenings. But for now, justified or not, I am wanting to raise my children to know I love them and support them. They know God and that He is the most important person in their lives. He isn't coming second or last because we pray, we talk about Him, and I try to involve them in as much as they can handle. Allie is going to be helping out with the Children's drama again this year and Timm is going to the Junior High Retreat in a few weeks. They go to Sunday school and help me out with choir and whatever else they can be involved in.
Proverbs 22:6 "Train a child in the way he should go, and when he is old he will not turn from it."
Luke 18:17 "I tell you the truth, anyone who will not receive the kingdom of God like a little child will never enter it."
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
The Gift of a Child
Have you ever watched a show called "18 Kids and Counting"? It is a reality show without the made-up drama. The family that is followed is the Duggars from Arkansas. They are a God-fearing, wholesome family who have 18 children. Is that wonderful or crazy? Does it really matter?
People immediately decide to judge the parents because they have had so many children. Why is that? To you and me that may seem like a lot of kids, but to the parents, Jim-Bob and Michelle, they are so happy that God has blessed them with each child. They have lots of love and a firm grounding in the gospel. They believe that each child is a gift and are raising them to be loving, wonderful kids. In fact, their oldest son is now married with a child of his own on the way.
Mike and I love each of our children very much. Even if they don't understand why we do things the way we do. Sometimes they see the here and now and not the bigger picture. Our children are wonderful individuals whom I hope we are instilling a love of God and of others in. That part isn't too hard, but the angst of just being a young adult/teen/pre-teen in this day and age is so scary. I pray everyday for my kids and their friends. I ask God to watch over them and to help them make good decisions.
I also pray for each of you and hope that you feel God's loving hand on you. Remember that God loves you and no matter what He is in control of our life.
Psalm 10:12 Arise, LORD! Lift up your hand, O God. Do not forget the helpless.
People immediately decide to judge the parents because they have had so many children. Why is that? To you and me that may seem like a lot of kids, but to the parents, Jim-Bob and Michelle, they are so happy that God has blessed them with each child. They have lots of love and a firm grounding in the gospel. They believe that each child is a gift and are raising them to be loving, wonderful kids. In fact, their oldest son is now married with a child of his own on the way.
Mike and I love each of our children very much. Even if they don't understand why we do things the way we do. Sometimes they see the here and now and not the bigger picture. Our children are wonderful individuals whom I hope we are instilling a love of God and of others in. That part isn't too hard, but the angst of just being a young adult/teen/pre-teen in this day and age is so scary. I pray everyday for my kids and their friends. I ask God to watch over them and to help them make good decisions.
I also pray for each of you and hope that you feel God's loving hand on you. Remember that God loves you and no matter what He is in control of our life.
Psalm 10:12 Arise, LORD! Lift up your hand, O God. Do not forget the helpless.
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
Being a Supermom vs. a Super Mom
You know it's going to be one of those days when...
1) the food you bought last night at the store was still in the bags on the table this morning. The yogurt and ham are ruined. It was brought in, but never put away. I thought about it at midnight, but thought, surely someone put it away. Nope. So now I need to go buy more tonight.
2) when your boss calls you and says, "I am going to be late." She wasn't very late, but still, she was late. But she stays later too.
3) when you can't think of nothing special to write about for your inspirational devotion.
I am happy that school starts tomorrow. Maybe a better routine for all of us will help. I am in a place right now where I can't seem to motivate myself to do anything. Ever been in a place like that? I get up, get ready for work, go to work, come home, help with supper, do dishes, talk with friends, watch tv and go to bed. I don't have anytime for me, which is fine because I am pretty boring and I don't know if I even want to be with myself. I have done a few things for me lately. I have been reading more. We bought me a "crossover". It's not a car or a SUV, but it's in between. Now that I put this in writing, that is a lot. I mean, wow, a FORD Edge? I'll be paying on it forever. I do love driving it. I still feel, well like I am missing something? I thing it is my routine. It is only going to get crazier starting tomorrow.
Tomorrow, I have to get the kids up and out the door around the time I leave. Luckily, Mike is off tomorrow and Thursday, so there won't be four of us vying for the bathrooms to brush teeth, straighten/comb hair, eat breakfast, pack lunches, etc. Tomorrow evening I will probably have homework. I call all the forms I have to fill out for the kids that.
I am still in a state of disarray because choir starts next week. I am not ready for that either. We are going to do an old cantata, which will be fun, but probably not hard enough. In the middle of Wednesday choir practices, the boy's football games will start and be on Wednesdays. I can't do it all and I think that pressure is starting to build in me.
So what's a parent to do? The only thing I know will work. Pray. Look at my schedule. Talk to my kids and support group. I am sure that I will not make all the football games, but I sure am going to try to make as many as possible. I will be there to support the kids in everything they do, but keeping them turned toward God.
Proverbs 15:21 Folly delights a man who lacks judgment, but a man of understanding keeps a straight course.
Lord, help me not to try and be supermom, but a super Mom. Keep me on the straight and narrow so I can keep my kids there too.
1) the food you bought last night at the store was still in the bags on the table this morning. The yogurt and ham are ruined. It was brought in, but never put away. I thought about it at midnight, but thought, surely someone put it away. Nope. So now I need to go buy more tonight.
2) when your boss calls you and says, "I am going to be late." She wasn't very late, but still, she was late. But she stays later too.
3) when you can't think of nothing special to write about for your inspirational devotion.
I am happy that school starts tomorrow. Maybe a better routine for all of us will help. I am in a place right now where I can't seem to motivate myself to do anything. Ever been in a place like that? I get up, get ready for work, go to work, come home, help with supper, do dishes, talk with friends, watch tv and go to bed. I don't have anytime for me, which is fine because I am pretty boring and I don't know if I even want to be with myself. I have done a few things for me lately. I have been reading more. We bought me a "crossover". It's not a car or a SUV, but it's in between. Now that I put this in writing, that is a lot. I mean, wow, a FORD Edge? I'll be paying on it forever. I do love driving it. I still feel, well like I am missing something? I thing it is my routine. It is only going to get crazier starting tomorrow.
Tomorrow, I have to get the kids up and out the door around the time I leave. Luckily, Mike is off tomorrow and Thursday, so there won't be four of us vying for the bathrooms to brush teeth, straighten/comb hair, eat breakfast, pack lunches, etc. Tomorrow evening I will probably have homework. I call all the forms I have to fill out for the kids that.
I am still in a state of disarray because choir starts next week. I am not ready for that either. We are going to do an old cantata, which will be fun, but probably not hard enough. In the middle of Wednesday choir practices, the boy's football games will start and be on Wednesdays. I can't do it all and I think that pressure is starting to build in me.
So what's a parent to do? The only thing I know will work. Pray. Look at my schedule. Talk to my kids and support group. I am sure that I will not make all the football games, but I sure am going to try to make as many as possible. I will be there to support the kids in everything they do, but keeping them turned toward God.
Proverbs 15:21 Folly delights a man who lacks judgment, but a man of understanding keeps a straight course.
Lord, help me not to try and be supermom, but a super Mom. Keep me on the straight and narrow so I can keep my kids there too.
Friday, August 21, 2009
How AAA saved my life, well my pride.
Here is two stories that happened this week. One is about me and one is about a little boy that I use to watch.
K-J is almost 3 years old. He has beautiful curly hair and a face you just want to eat up. The other day, his Grandfather, Grandmother and siblings went to the WPAFB Museum. They were going up an elevator and K-J, being the curious little boy, pushed the red emergency button. Well, that caused an evacuation of the whole museum. His sister said that it was one of the funniest things, but I bet the 500 other people there were not as happy. Of all the terrorist in the world, a 2 year old caused this!
Okay, here is my story.
Last night, I was sitting in the back of my new Ford Edge watching football practice, reading and talking with another parent. The day was dreary and darkening clouds were rolling by, threatening rain and grumbling with thunder. Flashes of lightening littered the sky, and the boys and coaches ran in to the locker rooms. After about five minutes, the boys still had not come back out, so I text my son.
ME: Whatcha doing?
HIM: Talk chalkin' over plays.
ME: Ok.
The rain started coming down in big, fat drops and the other parent jumped in their vehicle. I was sitting in the trunk area enjoying the weather. It started picking up and I decided I had better close the trunk so my legs don't get completely soaked. As I did that, I slowly lowered it and tried to stop it from just clicking shut. Nope. It latched. I pushed on the door and it stayed in place. Ok", I think. "How do I get this open without all these other parents realizing I am locked in the back of my car?" I look around and realize that I can not scoot over the top of the seats. I look to the left; nothing. I look to the right; nothing.
At this point, I text my daughter and my husband.
ME: I have locked myself in the back of the Edge. lol.
Then I see it. A small rectangle piece in the door that looks like it can come out. I try to pop it off with my fake thumbnails (because right now my thumbnails are they are the only long nails I have). They are too wide. I try a key (at least they are with me). Nope. So then I look at my keyring. On my very round and big keyring, I have a AAA card, you know like the little gas cards or other store cards you put on them. It is very thin. I put that against the rectangle and it pops right off. I put my fingers in very gently and feel around. "That is not the right place, oh, that piece goes down. Now if I push the door as I press on that piece..." A rush of relief went through me. I had unlocked the mystery, without any strangers noticing.
HER: Seriously?
ME: Yeah, but it's okay, I figured out how to open it up.
At this point her BFF called me and asked if I needed them to come and get me out. I just laughed and said, "No, I figured it out. But it is kinda funny, huh?" I am sure they were rolling their eyes at my antics.
Laughing is the best medicine.
Ecclesiastes 3:1 - 8
1 There is a time for everything,
and a season for every activity under heaven:
2 a time to be born and a time to die,
a time to plant and a time to uproot,
3 a time to kill and a time to heal,
a time to tear down and a time to build,
4 a time to weep and a time to laugh,
a time to mourn and a time to dance,
5 a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them,
a time to embrace and a time to refrain,
6 a time to search and a time to give up,
a time to keep and a time to throw away,
7 a time to tear and a time to mend,
a time to be silent and a time to speak,
8 a time to love and a time to hate,
a time for war and a time for peace.
K-J is almost 3 years old. He has beautiful curly hair and a face you just want to eat up. The other day, his Grandfather, Grandmother and siblings went to the WPAFB Museum. They were going up an elevator and K-J, being the curious little boy, pushed the red emergency button. Well, that caused an evacuation of the whole museum. His sister said that it was one of the funniest things, but I bet the 500 other people there were not as happy. Of all the terrorist in the world, a 2 year old caused this!
Okay, here is my story.
Last night, I was sitting in the back of my new Ford Edge watching football practice, reading and talking with another parent. The day was dreary and darkening clouds were rolling by, threatening rain and grumbling with thunder. Flashes of lightening littered the sky, and the boys and coaches ran in to the locker rooms. After about five minutes, the boys still had not come back out, so I text my son.
ME: Whatcha doing?
HIM: Talk chalkin' over plays.
ME: Ok.
The rain started coming down in big, fat drops and the other parent jumped in their vehicle. I was sitting in the trunk area enjoying the weather. It started picking up and I decided I had better close the trunk so my legs don't get completely soaked. As I did that, I slowly lowered it and tried to stop it from just clicking shut. Nope. It latched. I pushed on the door and it stayed in place. Ok", I think. "How do I get this open without all these other parents realizing I am locked in the back of my car?" I look around and realize that I can not scoot over the top of the seats. I look to the left; nothing. I look to the right; nothing.
At this point, I text my daughter and my husband.
ME: I have locked myself in the back of the Edge. lol.
Then I see it. A small rectangle piece in the door that looks like it can come out. I try to pop it off with my fake thumbnails (because right now my thumbnails are they are the only long nails I have). They are too wide. I try a key (at least they are with me). Nope. So then I look at my keyring. On my very round and big keyring, I have a AAA card, you know like the little gas cards or other store cards you put on them. It is very thin. I put that against the rectangle and it pops right off. I put my fingers in very gently and feel around. "That is not the right place, oh, that piece goes down. Now if I push the door as I press on that piece..." A rush of relief went through me. I had unlocked the mystery, without any strangers noticing.
HER: Seriously?
ME: Yeah, but it's okay, I figured out how to open it up.
At this point her BFF called me and asked if I needed them to come and get me out. I just laughed and said, "No, I figured it out. But it is kinda funny, huh?" I am sure they were rolling their eyes at my antics.
Laughing is the best medicine.
Ecclesiastes 3:1 - 8
1 There is a time for everything,
and a season for every activity under heaven:
2 a time to be born and a time to die,
a time to plant and a time to uproot,
3 a time to kill and a time to heal,
a time to tear down and a time to build,
4 a time to weep and a time to laugh,
a time to mourn and a time to dance,
5 a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them,
a time to embrace and a time to refrain,
6 a time to search and a time to give up,
a time to keep and a time to throw away,
7 a time to tear and a time to mend,
a time to be silent and a time to speak,
8 a time to love and a time to hate,
a time for war and a time for peace.
Thursday, August 20, 2009
Happy Birthday
Today is my husband's birthday. He is 47 years old. He doesn't seem like it, does he? He seems younger to most people, but not the kids. They think he is ancient. Isn't that what most kids think of their parents?
Today he had to go to work. He said it was tempting to call off, but that really isn't his style. He has a sense of duty to those he works with. He is dependable and always comes up with good ideas. He is very sensitive and he is very caring and loving. I am very lucky to be married to him.
Tonight there will be ice cream with our kids and their friends. The kids and I thought we were taking him out to supper after football practice, but he decided he wants to do that before the football scrimmage tomorrow evening. So it will be Mike, Timm, Allie, and our two adopted kids-friends. He suggested it, not us. Allie made a comment about this evening being "family-time" and Mike said "Oh, I thought we would just do that Friday night. But if you really want to do something, I have been craving ice cream. I figured we would just go down to the UDF and get some after practice." One of our adopted kids-friends was there and he told her she was included too. Then Allie got excited that maybe Austin could go too. So we will see. I think Mike suggested that because he really wants his kids to be happy and he knew Allie's day wasn't too good yesterday (that's for another day).
So add kindness, caring, and thoughtfulness to the list of characteristics that make up Mike. He has been such a blessing in my life and in the lives of my family. I thank God for him every day.
Galatians 5:22 - 23 "But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self-control. Against such things there is no law.
He is still working on some of these, but others he has down pat!
Happy Birthday, Mike!
Today he had to go to work. He said it was tempting to call off, but that really isn't his style. He has a sense of duty to those he works with. He is dependable and always comes up with good ideas. He is very sensitive and he is very caring and loving. I am very lucky to be married to him.
Tonight there will be ice cream with our kids and their friends. The kids and I thought we were taking him out to supper after football practice, but he decided he wants to do that before the football scrimmage tomorrow evening. So it will be Mike, Timm, Allie, and our two adopted kids-friends. He suggested it, not us. Allie made a comment about this evening being "family-time" and Mike said "Oh, I thought we would just do that Friday night. But if you really want to do something, I have been craving ice cream. I figured we would just go down to the UDF and get some after practice." One of our adopted kids-friends was there and he told her she was included too. Then Allie got excited that maybe Austin could go too. So we will see. I think Mike suggested that because he really wants his kids to be happy and he knew Allie's day wasn't too good yesterday (that's for another day).
So add kindness, caring, and thoughtfulness to the list of characteristics that make up Mike. He has been such a blessing in my life and in the lives of my family. I thank God for him every day.
Galatians 5:22 - 23 "But the fruit of the Spirit is love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness and self-control. Against such things there is no law.
He is still working on some of these, but others he has down pat!
Happy Birthday, Mike!
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