Tuesday, March 29, 2011

Sixteen

"Fight the good fight with all thy might;
Christ is thy Strength, and Christ thy Right:
Lay hold on life, and it shall be
Thy joy and crown eternally."


Run the straight race, through God's good grace,
Lift up thine eyes and seek His face;
Life with its way before us lies
Christ is the Path and Christ the Prize



Cast care aside, lean on thy Guide;
His boundless mercy will provide;
Trust, and thy trusting soul shall prove
Christ is its Life and Christ its Love



Faint not nor fear, His arms are near;
He changeth not, and thou art dear;
Only believe, and thou shalt see
That Christ is all in all to thee.
~John S. B. Monsell, 1863

Happy Birthday, Scribe!  We love you!

Monday, March 28, 2011

Life As We Know It

Everyone's reaction when we found out Mountain Man didn't have any dizziness while away in Florida!

Why you shouldn't drink a milkshake while holding Cap'n....unless you just like it in your hair, on the floor, on your clothes.  Yes, he likes to go for the straw.

And here's his reaction after he's stirred up mischief

What in the world was going on in our house last night?  Almost everyone was asleep...by 7:00!  

Should I tell these fashion divas that it's spring?

Yep, you got it.  Snow boots.

Sunday, March 27, 2011

Late Night in a McDonald's Parking Lot

Yay!  Our men arrived safely home early this morning.  Mountain Man still had some ear pain on the flights, but he didn't have any dizzy spells at the conference!  Isn't that wonderful?

Picking them up from the airport turned into a little adventure, though.  The children had been ready since the morning to get their Daddy and brother, but then a broken cockpit window delayed the flight, and then a storm delayed it a bit more.

They were sorely disappointed, but we decided it would be wiser for me to head to town alone rather than load everyone up for such a late night ride.  The thoughts of having to find a public restroom for our 3 year old at 11:00 at night was enough to convince me. :)

What was a 9:00 arrival became an 11:00 and then a 12:00.  I ran a couple errands, picked up something to eat, and then moved from the McDonald's parking lot to the Wal-Mart parking lot, to the cell phone waiting area at the airport.   I haven't even been blog-hopping, and here I was parking lot-hopping.

It wasn't a completely unprofitable time as I did finish one of my books while also observing late night behaviors in Albuquerque.  With my doors locked.  Very locked. (How can they be "very" locked?  It's called PRAYER.)

Finally, at 12:40, I picked our men up curbside, and we got gas and then headed home.  Our heads hit the pillows about 2:30, and it's one time I'm especially glad I already had breakfast made and sitting in the refrigerator (overnight coffee cake).  Of course, it was more like 4:30 for Mountain Man and Scribe since they were still functioning on Eastern Time.

I'm also glad the children were sleeping soundly (ahem, except a couple) because a van full of crying at 1:00 in the morning, while it is something to be thankful for, can also be a bit stressful. :)

We don't attend one of those mega churches where many don't know your name and you can slip in right as the sermon starts.  Ours is small enough so that most of the time everyone waits for you to arrive.  And we're all hoping we won't nod off during the service. But as gracious as our church family is, they would probably ignore us or at least just tap us lightly if any snoring interfered with recording the sermon. :)

Hopefully, I can twist Scribe's arm enough (or at least bribe him with a Kindle book), to get him to post about the conference.  If not, I can sum it up in a few sentences.

They were greatly blessed.
They were very edified.
And they remembered to buy me a book.

Enjoy this Lord's Day, and don't fall asleep in church,

Saturday, March 26, 2011

Of Birthdays, Butter, and Bikes


The welcome home is key.  
It brings a smile to Mountain Man's face no matter what the day has been like.


Balloons and cards and confetti....

Clairesy's gift to Daddy...his computer brush smashed in butter.  She was smart, and at least did it on his birthday.  Who wouldn't be smiling?

The bike and the brood

Kisses and love notes, of course



C'mon, Daddy, the cakes are waiting for us!  

Red velvet in miniature

Smiles at the sounds of "Happy Birthday to you....."

The finale....would he blow out the candle on the first try?  Clairesy thought Daddy might need some instruction and was glad to see he got it right.

Friday, March 25, 2011

Thursday, March 24, 2011

Where They Are

This is the huge church sanctuary where the Ligonier conference is taking place.  Mountain Man sent this picture from his Droid phone.  They're having a great time so far, and Scribe has already posted his first quote. It's a good one, too.


Wednesday, March 23, 2011

How Does This Thing Work?

Daddy seems to fascinated with this thing.  Is this how he wears it?

Maybe it's more like this.

Ok, this can't be right.  He'd never make it to work, and I can't see where Mom's hidden the chocolate.

I've figured it out!   Good looking AND an eye out for the candy.  
Not so bad.

Tuesday, March 22, 2011

Happy Birthday, My Love!

                                                
If ever two were one, then surely we. 
If ever man were lov'd by wife, then thee. 
If ever wife was happy in a man, 
Compare with me, ye women, if you can. 
I prize thy love more than whole Mines of gold 
Or all the riches that the East doth hold. 
My love is such that Rivers cannot quench, 
Nor ought but love from thee give recompetence. 
Thy love is such I can no way repay.
The heavens reward thee manifold, I pray. 
Then while we live, in love let's so persever
That when we live no more, we may live ever. 
~Anne Bradstreet


Happy Birthday, Mountain Man!

Monday, March 21, 2011

Sunday, March 20, 2011

Tears in the Eyes and Harps in Hand

"Many will thank God when He gives; Job thanks Him when He takes away, because he knew God would work good out of it.  We read of saints with harps in their hands (Rev. 14:2), an emblem of praise.  We meet many Christians who have tears in their eyes, and complaints in their mouths; but there are few with their harps in their hands, who praise God in affliction.  To be thankful in affliction is a work peculiar to a saint.  Every bird can sing in spring, but some birds will sing in the dead of winter.  Everyone, almost, can be thankful in prosperity, but a true saint can be thankful in adversity.  A good Christian will bless God, no only at sunrise, but at sunset.  Well may we, in the worst that befalls us, have a psalm of thankfulness, because all things work for good."
~Thomas Watson, All Things for Good

Saturday, March 19, 2011

Update on My Mom

My Mom will be in the hospital for another 4 days and will then go home to be on a liquid diet for a while.  Surgery will be considered in about six weeks.  Please pray that God would heal her without the need for surgery, and that she would have much peace and trust in the Lord regardless of what He wills.

Mountain Man had a bit of a relapse with his inner ear and dizziness issues, so we covet prayers for his healing, especially before he and Scribe leave for the Ligonier conference.

Thank you!

Friday, March 18, 2011

Green

We surprised Mountain Man yesterday with one of his most favorite meals (even if it's not authentically Irish....though MM did enjoy his best corned beef and cabbage in Ireland).

He was delighted, and even took some of these pictures himself.  And, I got one of him smiling!  That's precious to me after a month of his feeling so sick.  Yesterday he didn't have one dizzy spell!  Thanks be to God!!

Here are a few highlights from our Green Day.

Lucky Charms, of course, with green milk 
(Isn't it wonderful we don't have to trust in "luck"?)
                                        



Isn't that some pretty cabbage?  It didn't stink (that's all I remember about cabbage while growing up), and it was the prettiest green.

Yay!  Look at that smile.  He's a happy man and even blessed me with the sweetest toast, "Here's to Mommy.  The keeper of our home
 and God's gift to me." 
 Ok, ok.  Grab the tissues.

We then moved on to green shakes with whipped cream and sprinkles, too!

Now, I have a friend who regularly eats whipped cream from the can (you know who you are), so when Whistler wanted me to do that for her, I immediately thought of my friend and could hear her whispering in my ear, "You're only young once.  Let her have the whipped cream.  She can still turn out to be a proper lady." 
 So, I generously sprayed whipped cream directly into Whistler's mouth, and Boo simply could not believe it.

That's a bonafide, 100 percent look of complete shock.  "How could you do that Mommy?"  "How could you eat that, Whistler?"

Yes.  She then asked for some, too.


Thursday, March 17, 2011

Update On My Mom

My Mom has been admitted to the hospital, and the doctors will be trying IV antibiotics for a couple days to see if this brings healing.  If not, more tests will be done and possibly surgery.

I'm thankful she had the scan done when she did and that the doctors were quick in getting her to go to the hospital.  I'm thankful that my Dad is taken care of while she's away.  And I'm thankful for your prayers!

Prayer Request for My Mom

My Mom is headed for the hospital after the results of a scan this morning showed she has some stomach issues that could be fatal if not treated right away.  Please pray for:

~peace for my Mom and Dad
~available help for transportation, meals, care for my Dad
~wisdom for the doctors
~quick response to treatment (a surgeon is coming in to determine necessity) and  complete healing
~No infections from hospital


Thank you.

Tuesday, March 15, 2011

This Incomparable Book

The whole of Scripture is but one entire love
letter
, dispatched from the Lord Christ, to
His beloved spouse!

Oh! the mysteries, the excellencies, the glories 
which are in this incomparable book! There
are none so useful, none so needful, none so
delightful, none so necessary to make you
happy and to keep you happy--as this!

Ah! the Word of the Lord is . . .
  a light to guide you,
  a counselor to counsel you,
  a comforter to comfort you,
  a staff to support you,
  a sword to defend you,
  a physician to cure you!

The Word is . . .
  a mine to enrich you,
  a robe to clothe you,
  a crown to crown you.
  bread to strengthen you,
  wine to cheer you,
  a honeycomb to feast you,
  music to delight you,
  a paradise to entertain you!

Oh! therefore, before all and above all:
  search the Scripture,
  study the Scripture,
  meditate on the Scripture,
  delight in the Scripture,
  treasure up the Scripture!

There is . . .
  no wisdom like Scripture wisdom,
  no knowledge like Scripture knowledge,
  no experience like Scripture experience,
  no comforts like Scripture comforts,
  no delights like Scripture delights,
  no convictions like Scripture convictions,
  no conversion like Scripture conversion!

I exhort you to a speedy, serious, diligent,
and constant study of the Scripture.
Ah! you do not know how soon . . .
  your blind minds may be enlightened,
  your hard hearts may be softened,
  your proud spirits may be humbled,
  your sinful natures may be changed,
  your defiled consciences may be purged,
  your distempered affections may be regulated,
  and your poor souls may be saved . . .
    by searching into the Scriptures,
    by reading the Scripture, and
    by pondering upon the Scripture.

Ah! if you do not in good earnest,
give yourself up . . .
  to the reading,
  to the studying,
  to the pondering,
  to the believing,
  to the practicing,
  to the applying, and
  to the living up to the Scripture--
Satan will be too hard for you,
the world will be too hard for you,
your lusts will be too hard for you,
temptations will be too hard for you,
deceivers will be too hard for you,
and in the end you will be miserable!

~Thomas Brooks, Apples of Gold

Monday, March 14, 2011

Mirthful Monday~Menopausal Women

Please say it isn't so! :)


Happy Birthday, Mom!



Happy Birthday, Mom!  (And twin sister, Marian, too!)  We love and miss you both, and pray God blesses you with a beautiful day.



Saturday, March 12, 2011

Weekly Rewind 3/6-3/12/11

It's a lovely spring-like day outside.  There's a refreshing breeze blowing through the windows, and the birds' singing was a welcome "good morning!" earlier.

Mountain Man and Reaches Up continued their book study at the East Mountain Grill, enjoying breakfast, too.  They discussed their next chapter in Boyhood and Beyond (oh, I love this book!), and here's one of Reaches Up's favorite quotes from the chapter:

"Inside every man is the desire to accomplish great works.  Inside every man is the desire to lie around doing nothing.  Every day both of these desires will draw you.  The desire you follow will determine the man you become."

Are any of us too old to not remember this?

Mountain Man saw the ENT doctor yesterday, and his infection hasn't improved much.  The doctor thinks it could take as long as a month, so we covet your prayers for fast healing.  Flying with an inner ear infection is miserable!

The children have had a fun time with the balloons this week, even forcing Cap'n to delight in their passion for color coordination.



For the girls, it was quite the hair-raising experience.  Aren't those smiles delightful?



Little Bit had her first fight this week.  Her opponent was our BIG BAD BUFFET HUTCH.  There were no announcements made or tickets issued.  It was a surprise match.  We're sad to say that the buffet hutch won, and Little Bit walked away with her first (and only ever, I hope!) black eye.  This morning she walked up to me, a sullen expression in tow, and said, "Me have a black eye."  


OUCH!

Cap'n was a bit indignant earlier in the week when the pediatrician called him lazy.  You see, he's still not sitting up on his own, and it's evidently not that he can't, he's just not wanting to make the effort.  Still, being called LAZY is offensive to most of us but especially to one whose name is JEDEDIAH.  So, he decided he'd show us a thing or two to 
prove this declaration of slothfulness to be an error.


Then he decided he'd get fancy and show that he could sit up AND chew on a calculator, too.  Humph, take that Doctor!


I guess we'll need to refer Cap'n to the quote above, reminding him that sitting up might be more profitable than the desire to lie around on his back or scale mountains of toys.

Clairesy's favorite expression is "No" these days, but she's a bit in denial.  Here's the conversation she had earlier today with Scribe.

Scribe: "Claire, is your favorite word "no"?

Claire:  "Nooooooooo."

The children finished memorizing Romans 5, and now we're going to tackle the BOOK of Philippians as a family.  We're giving ourselves the rest of the year, not because we're wanting to lie down instead of accomplish something, but instead because this Mama has gotten a bit wise.  My Scripture memory schedules rarely go as planned.  Are you memorizing something from the Bible, being intentional about hiding His Word in your hearts?

Lastly, we've been enjoying, as usual of course, deep conversations in our home.  In light of recent  events in the blogosphere, Little Big Man discusses with the REALLY little ones whether or not hell is real, if Mother Teresa was a Christian, Huggies or Pampers, and the implications of the rising gas prices.  They really wanted to know about the wisdom of buying stock in pacifier manufacturing companies, but Little Big Man said he'd have to research it and get back to them.  

Never think your Littles are too Little to discuss the deeper things!


Have a beautiful weekend and a wonderful Lord's Day!

Much love,


P.S.  On a much more serious note, here's John Piper's prayer for Japan.

Father in heaven, you are the absolute Sovereign over the shaking of the earth, the rising of the sea, and the raging of the waves. We tremble at your power and bow before your unsearchable judgments and inscrutable ways. We cover our faces and kiss your omnipotent hand. We fall helpless to the floor in prayer and feel how fragile the very ground is beneath our knees.
O God, we humble ourselves under your holy majesty and repent. In a moment—in the twinkling of an eye—we too could be swept away. We are not more deserving of firm ground than our fellowmen in Japan. We too are flesh. We have bodies and homes and cars and family and precious places. We know that if we were treated according to our sins, who could stand? All of it would be gone in a moment. So in this dark hour we turn against our sins, not against you.
And we cry for mercy for Japan. Mercy, Father. Not for what they or we deserve. But mercy.
Have you not encouraged us in this? Have we not heard a hundred times in your Word the riches of your kindness, forbearance, and patience? Do you not a thousand times withhold your judgments, leading your rebellious world toward repentance? Yes, Lord. For your ways are not our ways, and your thoughts are not our thoughts.
Grant, O God, that the wicked will forsake his way, and the unrighteous man his thoughts. Grant us, your sinful creatures, to return to you, that you may have compassion. For surely you will abundantly pardon. Everyone who calls on the name of the Lord Jesus, your beloved Son, will be saved.
May every heart-breaking loss—millions upon millions of losses—be healed by the wounded hands of the risen Christ. You are not unacquainted with your creatures' pain. You did not spare your own Son, but gave him up for us all.
In Jesus you tasted loss. In Jesus you shared the overwhelming flood of our sorrows and suffering. In Jesus you are a sympathetic Priest in the midst of our pain.
Deal tenderly now, Father, with this fragile people. Woo them. Win them. Save them.
And may the floods they so much dread make blessings break upon their head.
O let them not judge you with feeble sense, but trust you for your grace. And so behind this providence, soon find a smiling face.
In Jesus’ merciful name, Amen.
You can see a video and the entire post here. 
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