Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they? -Matthew 6:26

As we walk through this adventure called life, we remind ourselves that we are all precious children of our Father-- those of us who have walked a little further down the road striving to guide those who have been entrusted to our care for a time. Here is our journey down this path.

Wednesday, January 26, 2011

Daddy's Girl

When I took Molly for her 5 year check up, we were super surprised to find out she was having trouble seeing. We really had NO idea, but as I watched her struggle to try to read the vision chart, it was obvious something wasn't quite right. The sweet nurse did her best, trying with different charts and being really patient. At one point, she asked, 'well, what does it look like?' Molly's response--'a black dot'. Ugh, my heart sagged. My girl can't see! Well, off to the eye doctor, who took one look at her and said, yep, needs glasses. He showed me what she was seeing (although, he reassured me that she was compensating, so it wasn't as bad as he showed me, but I couldn't read the sign about 10 feet away, everything was blurry.)

She wasn't too excited until we started looking around and she saw that they had PINK glasses and PRINCESS glasses cases. So, we shopped around a little and settled on a pair. They called and said they were ready, so we loaded up and ran over tonight to pick them up.

Pretty in pink!
She looked around some and said, 'everything looks weird.' I'm interested to see her get used to them over the next few days and weeks. She seemed to like them....so far so good.
And, just in case you wonder--people ALWAYS tell us the she looks exactly like me, but she is definitely her Daddy's girl, too!!

Thursday, January 13, 2011

Definition Please....

This mother's heart was proud today!
Thomas had a big event...he won the class spelling bee recently and today was the school wide competition. I was able to go watch and was DEFINITELY more nervous than he was! He did a good job. It was for 4th -8th grade, so he was on the youngest end of the competitors. He spelled his first 2 words correctly but didn't make it past round 3.

I KNOW you are wondering.....solicit....can you spell it?

There were some really tough words. In fact, several times I had to wait for the judge to respond to know if they were right or not! The winner was great and she moves on to the next level....maybe we will see her on ESPN soon???

And if I wasn't already proud enough of the young man he is now and is becoming, his heart makes me more so.
He had a paper he brought home recently - he had to answer this question...Do you agree that living bravely and loving life is more important that fearing death? Explain.
My precious 10 year old answered (probably much better than I would have) "Yes. If you fear death you will never want to live life and life is a gift."
That's my boy.

Sunday, January 9, 2011


It has been a while. With the kids home for Christmas break, things were busier, crazier, messier.....better.

And wow, was I tired. Actually, I still am tired.

Not just tired.


I think I know what that means---when you are so tired you can't even think about what needs done, but at the same time there is a satisfaction in what has just happened.

Like a wild crazy day with 4 kiddos running around. While I play, referee, cook, clean up, sing, play, talk, taxi, wrap, teach, pray, learn, play......

There is something that feels right about being spent at the end of a season like that. I really enjoyed this Christmas break with the kids home. I miss them when they are at school and I feel like I don't have enough time with them. Don't get me wrong, we LOVE our school, but there is something special about pajama days and playing games and wrapping presents that makes memories. And there is something very satisfying in the feeling I have when I collapse into bed at night. Usually, the house isn't clean, there are toys on the floor and laundry in the dryer, but it doesn't matter.

Not when I sneak in their rooms and watch them sleep.

My precious children, I love each and every day with you, especially the ones that keep us together!

As I sit here, watching snow fall and thinking about some fun things we can do tomorrow for our snow day, I am as excited as you are.

I also think about the eternal perspective of 'spent'. When the time comes that instead of falling into my bed, I fall at the feet of Jesus, I want to be spent then, too. I want be used up for his purposes. For things that matter. Things of eternal significance. There seems to be so much...I love my job, I have a passion for orphan ministry, I need to work harder at my friendships, I absolutely want my kids to come first, my house is messy....where do I start? Only by his grace can I do what I am suppose to do. What he has for me. So, in the midst of all of the fun, chaos and work, I seek his guidance for my life. Seeking his plan day by day. Tomorrow's plan is those precious 4!