Dec 16, 2008
My Crazy Kids
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Nov 25, 2008
Where have all the bloggers gone?
I started this blog back in 2005, before "blog mania" began. Back then the only links I had were my sister, my dad, my cousin, and Shelly. Whenever I mentioned "blogging," most of my friends had never heard of it! Skip ahead a few years, and now it seems that everyone I know is posting their own deep thoughts or photos of their kids. I was really enjoying being connected to all my blogger friends. But lately I have noticed that the once faithful updaters have been slacking and even the comments have dwindled. I was beginning to wonder where all the bloggers had gone, and then I found you. . . on facebook! The Internet is a funny, fickle thing. There's always something newer, better, and cooler! I had been holding off, but I finally gave in and joined fb. I have to admit that it is pretty addicting watching every one's status and finding friends. I'm not giving up this blog though. It's been with me now for 4 years since Ava was a newborn! So if I don't comment on your post, I am still reading, but I'll just catch you on facebook.
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Nov 7, 2008
October
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Oct 13, 2008
Elmo, Pumpkins & a Visit to the Farm
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Sep 23, 2008
My Little Man
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Sep 13, 2008
Birthdays
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Aug 22, 2008
Holy Firit and other "F" Words
I'm averaging one post a month these days since I have been attempting to practice some sabbath rest with my family. I appreciate all of the comments on my last post, and was encouraged by all of you. I think that my computer was helping me with my season of rest because it has been intermittently crashing and now our USB port is messed up so I can't upload any photos.
I have enjoyed taking some time off from blogging, but I thought I would reenter with this funny list of "F" words I have been collecting from Ava. She is a very articulate 3 year old, but still has trouble with the "sp" sound, pronouncing it like an "f." My mom (the speech pathologist) does not seemed worried about this and says she'll grow out it, so I am just enjoying the hilarity of some the words and phrases that come out of her mouth. To decode the words, place an sp in place of the f. Here are some of my favorites:
1. She loves to sing about the Holy Firit.
2. Ava has always loved farkly shoes.
3. She reminds me to go the feed limit before I find a good parking fot (or parking face.)
4. She loves to go to her grandma's house to fend the night.
5. I need to fit!
6. Don't fill it!
7. I'm finning in circles!
8. He's my fecial friend.
9. While reading a book, she'll ask, "What does that fell?"
10. I like to feak fanish. (She's learing from Dora.)
11. I don't like to go to the pool because kids flash me. (This one took some exflaining.)
12. The farklers are freading out! (4th of July)
13. Ava likes to play the "I fy game" in the car
14. Ava loves to drink frite and eat with a foon.
15. Sometimes she thinks she needs some hairfray.
16. She likes to watch gymnasts do the flitz in the Olympics.
17. And finally, when Ava is in big trouble she asks, "Am I going to get a fankin' with a wooden foon?"
I can't end without saying a quick word about Pierson. He is such a ham! He loves to shake his head, stick out his tongue, bark when he sees a dog, clap, crawl and cruise on everything. He has 7 teeth and a huge smile! He loves his sister and crawls around looking for her when she leaves the room. He says, "Ada, mama, dada, ball, and more." He loves to look at books and push a ball or car all over the house. He is a joy, and I love being his mama! I wish I could post some recent photos. We'll try to get our computer fixed soon.
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Jul 16, 2008
Seeking Sabbath
I am physically and spiritually tired. I don't know of many moms with young kids who aren't tired so I know that I am no different, but I am writing because I feel in my heart that my family and I are desperately in need of Sabbath. Not just a nap (although a nap would be nice), but rest that comes from dwelling in the presence of the Lord. . .Sabbath rest.
Even God rested after creation. He rested for a whole day. I can't even remember the last time I rested for an entire day. Truthfully I don't even think I know how. Part of that is because of my "type A" personality and my stage of life--being the mother of two small children, but I also think that part of it is due the media-saturated, consumer driven, fast paced culture in which we live. I feel like our life has slowed down considerably since we moved to Abilene. The commute alone cuts our stress level in half. But even in a small town, we still find ways of being busy.
I was reading to Ava the other day from her children's bible the story of Moses and the 10 commandments. I know them by heart but heard them anew as I read to her. I was struck by the fact that I have grown up in the church and have rarely heard anything taught about honoring the Sabbath. I love how simply Ava's Bible summarizes the verse from Deuteronomy: "Rest on the Sabbath day. Keep it Holy." It's listed right before "Honor your father and mother, Do not murder, Do not commit adultery. . ." I heard quite a bit about those growing up, so why did we overlook resting and keeping the Sabbath holy? Honestly, I feel kind of jipped. Why have we been skipped over the Sabbath when it is so obviously the thing we all need the most?-- Time to stop working and remember God.
Since this idea of Sabbath has been surfacing in conversation and study, it's all I can see and hear lately. Every magazine and news segment deals with the an issue related to familys' being overstressed, overtired, overstimulated, overcommited, or overworked. A good friend and mentor of mine recently said that one way we can be countercultural as a body of believers is stop doing all of the things we think we have to do "be church" and take time to meditate on what it means to keep the Sabbath holy. Now that's revolutionary! I haven't spent enough time in study and prayer to know what Sabbath rest looks like in our culture and churches, but I'm pretty sure that God didn't intend for us just to stop by church on our way to lunch, and then head home with our long list of Sunday to-do's. I am longing for God to lead me beside quiet waters and restore my soul, to hide me in the shadow of His wing, to go with Him to a quiet place where He will give me rest, to be still and know that He is God. He promises that He will do these things. I am reading a book by Anne Lamott. Here's an excpert,". . .breath is our connection to holy spirit, to our bodies, minds and souls; and if the devil can't get you to sin, he'll keep you busy."
If you were at Highland a couple of months ago, then you heard Richard Beck talking about hospitality and seeing God in the stranger. The whole sermon was filled with nuggets of truth. God was speaking through Richard in powerful ways, but for me the most profound thing he said was, "God has a pace and it is slow." If we want to be a reflection of Him, we have to slow down enough to be open to the opportunities He is laying before us. I never thought of it like that before. Our culture glorifies a fast-pace, multi-tasking and busyness, but God's timing is slow.
I'm not really sure what to do with all of this. I know some people who, in their very nature, just have restful spirits. I am not one of those people. I have a running to do list in my head that never ends. It is hard for me to be still and listen, to honor the Sabbath and not work, to rest my soul. But I long for it, and I am praying that God will teach me.
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