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What an amazing and encouraging place to spend your time at your computer. I love reading the insight this mother and her daughters have to give. It’s full of information on various topics…so much that I still haven’t managed to look through all the archives. Enjoy!
Both Andrew and Luke took a nap this afternoon at the same time, although Luke didn’t sleep as long as his older brother. Andrew loves playing with Luke and I managed to grab my camera in time to capture a moment of them together.
We’ve been repeating the first three Children’s Catechism questions to Andrew for about five months now. He’s spitting the answers back to us and using sign language to express himself.
Q1: “Andrew, who made you?”
Q2: “What else did God make, Drew-Drew?”
A: “All tings!” (he makes a large swooshing circle with his arm when saying this)
Q3: “Tell me, why did he make you and all things?”
A: “For [His] gory!” (his hands are up in the air shaking, praising the Lord!)
Last night wasn’t the first night I’ve noticed the piles. Little piles of “TO DOs” all over the apartment. I’m getting claustrophobic. This space is squeezing in on me. I’m going crazy. It’s affecting my outward-being. Am I making any sense? Look…see, there is my pile of wooden crafts to paint for the boy’s room. Over there are my scrap fabrics that I need to sort through and organize. Oh, and on the side counter are various magazine pages I’ve ripped out to be placed in plastic sleeves for my craft notebook. There’s that fine point Sharpie I’ve been looking for! My nightstand has a stack of books six high that are balanced just right. Yes, I’m reading them all at the same time, picking up where my bookmark left off (right now I’m reading Shepherding a Child’s Heart for the second time). I won’t even try to explain the mess my scrapbooking materials are in. No organization there and it’s driving me insane when I try to find that certain embellishment or tool. The den bookcase has turned into a catch-all for such items. I’m going to a crop this Friday night and I’m going to have to block out an hour tonight just to find the pictures and materials that I need/want to take with me. AHHHH! Oh, and there’s my constant TO DO list….the clean laundry has been sitting in the basket for two days now. I’m so happy to have a dishwasher so I can hide my filthy plates….
…Kind of like my sin….I want to hide it so others can’t see it. I like to hide it so I don’t have to see it or think about it. My two year old can recognize my sin….sure, he doesn’t know it’s called SIN, but he knows! Ever have those moments alone (usually, for me, that’s only when in the shower and sometimes Andrew thinks I’m in danger so he pulls the curtain open constantly while I’m washing causing water to get all over the floor, his socks, etc) when you think back on your sin and you wince in disbelief and embarrassment? Why am I so consumed with ME and not with Christ? Am I wincing because of how my sin made me look or how I hurt the heart of God?
My goal and desire is to be organized for I love to sort things and put them in their proper place. I love sitting on the floor replacing batteries in Andrew’s choo-choo for the fourth time in one week and I adore “chatting” with Luke, listening to his cooing…..but I’m tired. However, Christ is refreshing. He waters my soul, cleanses me of my filth, sees me as perfect, dances over me, disciplines me, and doesn’t care that my house has random piles of random things in random places.
Are you tired of the “dumb blonde” jokes”? I’m a blonde and, although I’m never offended by the often told jokes of my hair color, I loved reading the joke below which finally tells the truth and explains what we’re really thinking.
A blonde walks into a bank in New York City and asks for the loan officer. She says she’s going to Europe on business for two weeks and needs to borrow $5,000. The bank officer says the bank will need some kind of security for the loan, so the blonde hands over the keys to a new Rolls Royce. The car is parked on the street in front of the bank, she has the title and everything checks out. The bank agrees to accept the car as collateral for the loan.
The bank’s president and its officers all enjoy a good laugh at the blonde for using a $250,000 Rolls as collateral against a $5,000 loan. An employee of the bank then proceeds to drive the Rolls into the bank’s underground garage and parks it there. Two weeks later, the blonde returns, repays the $5,000 and the interest, which comes to $15.41. The loan officer says, “Miss, we are very happy to have had your business, and this transaction has worked out very nicely,but we are a little puzzled. While you were away, we checked you out and found that you are a multi-millionaire. What puzzles us is, why would you bother to borrow $5,000?”. The blonde replies…..”Where else in New York City can I park my car for two weeks for only $15.41 and expect it to be there when I return?”
Finally, a smart blonde joke. AND THAT’S WHY SHE’S A MILLIONAIRE!
I think sometimes we think church music should be sunny or majestic, but for me, that’s not where I live most of the time. I live more in longing and hope, in both joy and sorrow. I want to make music that people can find themselves in, not as they think they should be.
We all have our preferences of music style but we should be focused on glorifying God, not on what we are comfortable singing or listening to.
Mitch and I wanted to watch a movie tonight so we (or should I say, I?) decided to view Napoleon Dynamite for a second time. Yes, it was my decision…I was trying to be mature in thinking that my opinion of the movie might change if I were to watch it again. Ugh! Why did I put myself through that torture? It’s got to be the dumbest movie ever made. I’ve heard that you either loved the movie or hated it. I am definitely a member of the “hated it” club. From what I hear, there are more “loved it” members. I just don’t understand. Here are just a FEW reasons why I spent the entire movie rolling my eyes.
1. What Stupid-O bakes a cake and leaves it on the front doorstep in hopes that the girl who answers will accept it as an invitation to the high school dance?
2. Come on….a pet Llama?
3. Grow up and stop throwing action figures out the bus window to be dragged down the road on a string!
4. I’m all about taking my leftovers home for a later time but who puts tater tots in their knee-side zipper pant pocket?
5. The ONLY time my face broke into a grin was when Napoleon was sitting on the school steps waiting for his ride, drawing a liger. In case you didn’t know, a liger is half lion / half tiger.
6. Napoleon’s tone of voice and inflection is just weird.
7. Who calls home to have someone bring them their chapstick?
8. Who dances like that?
9. The Happy Hands Club? Come on!
10. I’m not even going to go into Kip and Rico’s daily routine……what losers.
11. I’m am ashamed that I even remember the character’s names.
12. The ONLY thing I liked about the movie was that it was free of any dirty-words. If there were any then I missed them….I was probably rolling my eyes.
Yes, I know that MTV’s purpose in making this film was to show what losers these guys were but it didn’t win me over. Maybe I am the stupid one…I never did these things nor knew anyone in high school who was as lame as Napoleon. Get a new last name.