Do you recognize any of these folks?

2 weekends ago we went to a cookout at the Drewry's for Nate's 30th birthday. Dad posted pictures here. It was so fun to reconnect with old friends, and to celebrate the birth of the guy who fell in love with my little sister. He is a wonderful husband, and a great dad too. Happy birthday, Nate!

How do babies come out?

A few nights ago at bedtime Ethan prayed for the mommies we know that are pregnant right now. Shawna and Sonja (Yes, we are going to have a new cousin!) After he had prayed, he turned to me and said, "Mom, how is Shawna's baby going to get out of her tummy?"

I didn't know what to say, so I mumbled something like, "Well, when he is big enough, he will just come out."

"Oh," he said, looking thoughtful, "Well, how will we fix up the hole in her stomach when he comes out?"

I didn't expect to have conversations like this with my 3 year old!

Any advice?

When Ethan turned 1, Dave and I went to Ixtapa, Mexico, with his twin brother Doug and his wife Sonja. Just a little time away to reconnect. I loved Mexico -- the laid back lifestyle, the balmy afternoons lying under an umbrella on the beach, the quiet dinners, uninterrupted by sweet, childish chatter. We even did a few *active* things to appease my athletic husband. How he ever convinced me to go para-sailing, I will never know. But I did, and a little body surfing too. Ahhhh, it was the most fabulous vacation.

On July 6th, Dave and I will have been married for 5 years, and we have considered going away together again. We're not really sure for how long or where we'd even like to go, but life has gotten extremely busy around here. I shouldn't really be surprised or anything, since spring is always busy for architectural engineers. But for some reason it always takes me by surprise, and leaves me feeling a little blue. A little pick-me-up is in order, a little something to look forward to together.

Dave asked me to do a little research tonight and start planning a trip, but I am at a loss. To be honest, a few days at the Marriott down the street sounds like a dream come true! But I know that Dave has been looking forward to this, and that will probably not cut it. :) So I thought I'd ask, does anyone have any advice on where to go?

On Motherhood and Profanity

Okay, I have to apologize in advance for this huge post. I got this Elizabeth Elliott devotional in my inbox this morning, and the whole thing is so good, I couldn't cut and paste any of it. I so appreciate this woman. She is one who knows something about sacrifice, and the story of her missionary travels to the very people who murdered her husband...well, it really had an impact on me when I was in high school. Her writing always seems to speak to me too, and this excerpt from her book Love Has a Price Tag is no exception. It's on motherhood and the value of laying down one's life for others.

"OK now, which one of you clowns put that bag of M 'n' Ms in the grocery cart?" The mother looks harried.

Two boys, maybe five and seven, eye each other and race away toward the gumball machine near the supermarket door. There is an infant strapped to a plastic board on top of the groceries, and a two year old occupying the built-in child seat in the cart. The mother picks up the M 'n' M candy bag and starts toward the aisle to return it. The two year old screams and she relents, throws the bag in with the rest of her purchases, patiently waits her turn at the check-out, fishes five ten-dollar bills from her purse, receives her small change, and pushing the cart with the babies in it, herds the two boys through the rain to the station wagon in the parking lot.

I go with her in my mind's eye. Jump out in the rain. Open the garage door. Drive in. Close door. Babies, boys, bags into the house in how many trips? Phone rings. Answer phone, change baby, wipe muddy tracks from kitchen floor. Feed baby, put groceries away, hide M 'n' Ms, start peeling vegetables, take clothes out of dryer, stop fight between two older children, feed two year old, answer phone again, fold clothes, change baby, get boys to:
1) hang up coats,
2) stop teasing two year old,
3) set table.
Light oven, put baby to bed, stop fight, mop up two year old, put chicken in oven, answer phone, put away clothes, finish peeling vegetables, look peaceful and radiant--husband will be home soon.

I see this implacable succession of exigencies in my mind's eye. They come with being a mother. I also see the dreams she dreams sometimes--write a novel, agents call, reviews come in. TV interviews, autograph parties, promotional traveling, a movie contract--preposterous dreams. Try something a little more realistic. Cool modern office, beautiful clothes, make-up and hairdo that stay done all day. A secretarial job perhaps, nothing spectacular, but it's work that actually produces something that doesn't have to be done over at once. It's work that ends at five o'clock. It means something.

I know how it is. I have a mother. I am a mother. I've produced a mother (my daughter, Valerie, has a two year old and expects another child soon). I watched my own mother cope valiantly and efficiently with a brood of six. ("If one child takes all your time," she used to say, "six can't take any more.") We were--we still are--her life. I understand that. Of all the gifts of my life surely those of being somebody's wife and somebody's mother are among the greatest.

But I watch my daughter and other mothers of her generation and I see they have some strikes against them that we didn't have. They have been told insistently and quite persuasively that motherhood is a drag, that tradition is nonsense, that what people have always regarded as "women's work" is meaningless, that "roles" (a word we never bothered much about until a decade or so ago) are changing, that femininity is a mere matter of social conditioning, that it's time to innovate. If the first-grade readers show a picture of a woman driving a hook-and-ladder and a man doing a nurse's job, see what happens to the conditioning. Abolish the stereotypes and we can abolish the myths of masculinity and femininity.

I hear this sort of claptrap, and young mothers often come to me troubled because they can't answer the arguments logically or theologically. They feel, deep in their bones, that there is something terribly twisted about the whole thing but they can't put their finger on what it is.

I think I know what it is. Profanity. Not swearing. I'm not talking about breaking the Third Commandment. I'm talking about treating as meaningless that which is freighted with meaning. Treating as common that which is hallowed. Regarding as a mere triviality what is really a divine design. Profanity is failure to see the inner mystery.

When women--sometimes well-meaning, earnest, truth seeking ones say "Get out of the house and do something creative, find something meaningful, something with more direct access to reality," it is a dead giveaway that they have missed the deepest definition of creation, of meaning, of reality. And when you start seeing the world as opaque, that is, as an end in itself instead of as transparent, when you ignore the Other World where this one ultimately finds its meaning, of course housekeeping (and any other kind of work if you do it long enough) becomes tedious and empty.

But what have buying groceries, changing diapers and peeling vegetables got to do with creativity? Aren't those the very things that keep us from it? Isn't it that kind of drudgery that keeps us in bondage? It's insipid and confining, it's what one conspicuous feminist called "a life of idiotic ritual, full of forebodings and failure." To her I would answer ritual, yes. Idiotic, no, not to the Christian--for although we do the same things anybody else does, and we do them over and over in the same way, the ordinary transactions of everyday life are the very means of transfiguration. It is the common stuff of this world which, because of the Word's having been "made flesh," is shot through with meaning, with charity, with the glory of God.

But this is what we so easily forget. Men as well as women have listened to those quasi-rational claims, have failed to see the fatal fallacy, and have capitulated. Words like personhood, liberation, fulfillment and equality have had a convincing ring and we have not questioned their popular definitions or turned on them the searchlight of Scripture or even of our common sense. We have meekly agreed that the kitchen sink is an obstacle instead of an altar, and we have obediently carried on our shoulders the chips these reductionists have told us to carry.

This is what I mean by profanity. We have forgotten the mystery, the dimension of glory. It was Mary herself who showed it to us so plainly. By the offering up of her physical body to become the God-bearer, she transfigured for all mothers, for all time, the meaning of motherhood. She cradled, fed and bathed her baby--who was very God of very God--so that when we cradle, feed and bathe ours we may see beyond that simple task to the God who in love and humility "dwelt among us and we beheld his glory."

Those who focus only on the drabness of the supermarket, or on the onions or the diapers themselves, haven't an inkling of the mystery that is at stake here, the mystery revealed in the birth of that Baby and consummated on the Cross: my life for yours.

The routines of housework and of mothering may be seen as a kind of death, and it is appropriate that they should be, for they offer the chance, day after day, to lay down one's life for others. Then they are no longer routines. By being done with love and offered up to God with praise, they are thereby hallowed as the vessels of the tabernacle were hallowed--not because they were different from other vessels in quality or function, but because they were offered to God. A mother's part in sustaining the life of her children and making it pleasant and comfortable is no triviality. It calls for self-sacrifice and humility, but it is the route, as was the humiliation of Jesus, to glory.

To modern mothers I would say "Let Christ himself be your example as to what your attitude should be. For he, who had always been God by nature, did not cling to his prerogatives as God's equal, but stripped himself of all privilege by consenting to be a slave by nature and being born as a mortal man. And, having become man, he humbled himself by living a life of utter obedience, even to the extent of dying, and the death he died was the death of a common criminal. That is why God has now lifted him so high. . ." (Phil. 2:5-11 Phillips).

It is a spiritual principle as far removed from what the world tells us as heaven is removed from hell: If you are willing to lose your life, you'll find it. It is the principle expressed by John Keble in 1822:

If on our daily course our mind
Be set to hallow all we find,
New treasures still, of countless price,
God will provide for sacrifice.

I have thought a lot about these things recently. Raising small boys seems to be made more of personal sacrifice and perseverance than warm fuzzies these days. We so love our messy boys, but life is...well, messy. The day to day keeping up with things around here and staying on top of attitudes and training little hearts--it requires more of me than I often want to give. I have been faced with my own selfishness, and it isn't the prettiest picture, let me tell you. :)

I am so thankful for women like Elizabeth Elliott though, women who will point us to the truth and remind us what the Lord desires for us. I need this message, don't you? I need to be reminded that by laying down my selfish desires to serve another, I am really serving my Master. That so takes the drudgery out of the mundane. It's for Him, after all, and living for His glory is what my life is all about!

So as a mother at home, I actually have the opportunity to make every action and thought count for Him, to bring joy to the heart of my Lord by choosing His way instead of my own. This is His lot for me, and I will rejoice in it!

Did ya ever want to know?

My dear sister in Christ, Hope, at Heart and Home tagged me for another meme. This time it's just 7 random things about me, and you know, these days, 7 different things about me can be kinda hard to come up with. What about "If my kids don't take long naps today, I think I'm going to loose my mind!" Will that work? Oh, you're right..that's really more about the kids, and not so much about me. But then again, isn't it always??? And it does reveal something about me, doesn't it? :)

Let's try this again, shall we? Here are the rules: Each player starts with 7 random facts/habits about themselves. People who are tagged need to write on their own blog about their seven things, as well as these rules. You need to choose 7 people to get tagged and list their names. Don’t forget to leave them a comment telling them that they have been tagged and to read your blog!

• I like to sew. I even own my own machine. My mom taught me how to sew when I was pretty young, 8 or so, and I made my own Barbie clothes.
• My ideal vacation would be going to a tropical beach with my husband and dozing under an umbrella all, listening to the sound of the waves crash around me. Kinda like our Mexico trip a couple years ago. That was so incredible...
• I love to garden and work out in the yard. Yesterday Ethan and I planted petunias in our pots by the front door.
• I love anything that screams of organization. It's a compulsion, really. My hall closet shelves are labeled "light bulbs," "cleaning supplies," "medicine," etc...and I smile just looking at it. :)
• Dave and I will have been married 5 years this July! And we are going to plan a trip away together. I'm so excited!
• I love to swing at the park. Yes, still. :) When I was a kid, I would imagine that I was soaring up to meet the Lord in the air. When you look up at the clouds as you swing, it is an incredible feeling. I like to picture the Lord Jesus, standing in the clouds, calling me home. And I have to admit, this is something I still do. And I highly recommend it!
  
• And last, but not least, I am not a germ-o-phobe. Even though I am a nurse. It's terrible, I know, but my kids sometimes share toothbrushes and sippy cups with each other. And I don't even bat an eye.

I'm tagging:

• For Me to Live is Christ...
• Isaiah 25:1
• St. Louis Blooms
• Caleb and Anna
• He Who Believes on Him...
• The Daniel Den
• In Everything Give Thanks
  

The next step, if you are not interested in playing I will remove your blog info from my list! If you stop in for a visit and want to play - leave a comment and I will be glad to check your blog as well!

To my Meme victims, you now must make your list of 7 and then tag 7 other unsuspecting bloggers!

The Time When I Realized....

...motherhood isn't for the fainthearted. Oh, and as I sit here, about to reveal my most embarrassing moment to date, I am still cringing inside. It was that bad.

But let me catch you up to speed.

Shawna and I were shopping in a nearby city one day recently. We had driven about an hour to go to a children's resale store to sell some clothes. She had Camryn with her, and I had both my boys. And the day was going fairly well, actually.

We finished at the resale store, and decided to look for a place to have lunch. On our way to Chick-fila, we spotted Pei Wei, the fast food version of P.F. Chang's. So, so good, if you haven't tried it before. And Shawna was really thinking that their lettuce wraps sounded so good. I couldn't argue, so we decided to give it a try.


We walked into the dimly lit restaurant and stood in a line that was almost out the door. This place is really popular, and I noticed that a lot of the customers were in business attire, probably on their lunch break. My kids were doing well, waiting fairly patiently, even though the line was taking awhile. This, in itself, was no small miracle, mind you. I remember thinking to myself as I walked through the doors to that place, "I must be crazy to bring two small boys into a place like this." Famous last words, apparently.

Lining the wall where we were in line, they had bar chairs for people to sit in. Ethan asked me if he could sit on one, and without really thinking too much about it, I said that he could. About 5 minutes later, I heard Shawna gasp. I turned and saw that Ethan had pulled a fire alarm handle that was right next to his chair!

And the sirens and strobe lights started blarring. Oh my word, people. My heart just dropped.

Then the manager comes running out and says rather roughly, "You are going to have to come with me. I need your information."

I follow him to the front of the restaurant, still holding Simon, and Ethan clutching onto my leg by this point, and the manager starts in on this big tirade. Here are his main points: this has apparently happened 3 times within the last week, that some kid pulled the fire alarm. Every time it happens they charge him a $250 fine. It comes out of his paycheck, and he is going to make me pay for part of the fine.

Meanwhile, the fire department is there, and cannot figure out how to silence the stupid alarm. Everyone in the restaurant is just staring, totally annoyed that their quiet business lunch was just interrupted by some mom who apparently cannot watch her kids carefully enough. The lady in line behind us sighed and said, "This is the kind of day I'm having!"

Unbelievable.

I just stared at the manager. Surely he could not be serious! I came to eat at his restaurant and because my 3 year old (who has never seen a fire alarm before or ever previously been warned not to pull it) was curious about a handle, we are going to have to pay out the wazzoo to cover some fine? I held it together for awhile, but after several minutes of him hounding me, I just got really teary-eyed.

So he says to us, "Well, I'll tell you what I'll do. You can have lunch on me. Just relax, pick out whatever you like, and have a nice lunch."

Are you kidding me? How can I eat in your restaurant after you have chosen to publically humiliate me? I do not need your free food!

So obviously I am not that frugal. Saving money does not trump saving face, for me anyway. Shawna remarked later that we should have asked him for gift cards. :)

Well, long story short, we left the restaurant and I called Dave to see what he thought. He took control of the situation immediately. He called the manager and told him that he needs to have a cover on any fire alarm within reach of a child, and that he had no legal right to charge us for their mistake. I was so proud of him, and so thankful for a husband who is level headed in situations like these. And it does not look like we will be paying any sort of fine, thankfully.

But I have to say, this whole situation scares me. I mean, this is only the beginning, right? And I'm sure this situation is only a small taste of the humility that motherhood requires. I am going to need a lot of the Lord's grace to get through the rest of these growing up years!

"My flesh and my heart fail; but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever." Psalm 73:26

Oh, and by the way, I talked to Ethan afterwards about why we don't pull fire alarms when there is no fire. He was very sorry and said, "Mom, if I pull the handle, it's like telling the fire trucks a lie, right?" So hopefully we won't have any more of that. One can only hope. And pray. :)

Look up!

I have been meditating on 2 Peter 3 this morning, and just thought I'd share some of these verses with you.

"But the day of the Lord will come as a thief in the night, in which the heavens will pass away with a great noise, and the elements will melt with fervent heat; both the earth and the works that are in it will be burned up.

Therefore, since all these things will be dissolved, what manner of persons ought you to be in holy conduct and godliness,

looking for and hastening the coming of the day of God..." 2 Peter 3:10-12

The Lord gently reminded me this morning that the things of this world have very little significance in the grand scheme of things. Things like flooded basements. Or humiliating restaurant situations. Oh yeah, I haven't told you about that yet! That will be my NEXT post.

Sigh. :)

But, you know, He is coming! And as the verse before these says, He is not slack concerning His promise. He WILL come soon. It could even be today! And when He does, all these *troubles* we have been dwelling on, well, they will be gone!

So as the Word of God exhorts, I want to live today in the light of that.

Lord, help me to look up from my temporary things in life and look for Your coming today.

Guess what happened to us this weekend!

Our town has had some pretty heavy rain and severe weather this past week and weekend. We were at my brother's graduation over the weekend and didn't get home until late. But when we woke up this morning and made it downstairs, we had a little surprise waiting for us!

Yep. Water. Everyone's favorite basement surprise. :)

Dave spent all morning pulling up the carpet and cutting out the wet pad underneath. Hopefully we can salvage the carpet, as it was new a little over a year ago.

We called our friend Jeremy who is in the disaster restoration business, and he hooked us up with a dehumidifier and a couple of fans. This was after I had been all over town, only to find out that everyone is SOLD OUT of dehumidifiers already. Thank the Lord for Jeremy!

They can understand more than you THINK they can!

Simon and I are spending some quality time together this afternoon, since he decided to take a 40 minute nap instead of his usual 2 hour one. Ethan is blissfully sleeping, so it is quiet here. Simon is nestled on my lap, making sweet baby noises.

But a moment ago I was reminded that he is not such a baby anymore. We had a little snack together, a strip of dehydrated fruit, and when he was finished, he held out the wrapper to me.

"Okay, go put that in the trash!" I said.

He cocked his head, looked at me quizzically for a moment, and then toddled around the kitchen table, past the kitchen island and around the corner to the trash can. And every so sweetly threw his wrapper in the trash.

And he is only 14 months old!

Then he peeked his head around the kitchen island and gave me his famous *Simon* grin, so proud of himself for obeying!

Family Night

Once a month our church family gets together at someone's home for a potluck dinner and lots of fellowship. We call it Family Night. The kids, of course, think it's a big party, designed just for them. :) We are very thankful for the believers here; they have actually become like family to us and we pray for that closeness to remain. And grow, even.

This is something that Dave and I have been praying for specifically for awhile now. This verse is on a 3x5 card on the window sill above my kitchen sink.

"Therefore let us pursue the things which make for peace and the things by which one may edify another." Romans 14:19

As if it were a chase or something. And you know, speaking as an emotional woman (well, that's how I tend to be!), sometimes it is rather elusive. Definitely a spiritual battle, as our enemy would seek to kill and destroy. But I have found the Lord to be so faithful to help. He longs for us to know intimate fellowship with Him first of all, and then with each other too. And if the mushy feelings aren't always there, well, you can run to Him and beg Him to give you that agape love for another believer. And He will! I can tell you from personal experience.

But in our situation, we're just really thankful for the group the Lord has brought us into. They are easy to love, and we are enjoying these days of serving our Lord together.

Last night Family Night was at Kim and Doug's, and the weather couldn't have been any nicer. It was in the 80's, with a nice breeze, perfect for kite flying. Anne was sweet to buy a Diego kite for Ethan, and so he got to fly a kite for the first time. He was so excited!

Even Simon got in on the kite flying action. He thinks he is so big!

Sweet, spunky Camryn.

A rather dangerous trio.

And they're off!

And congratulations to Reagan and Ashlee, whose college graduations gave us another reason to party! We are so proud of you guys!

On Staining the Deck

Dave has been hard at work sanding our back deck and prepping it to be stained. When we moved into our house 4 years ago, the deck was painted grey, which we weren't too fond of. So last summer we removed the stain with a power washer, and now we're finally finishing our project. Yesterday Ethan saw a couple of paint brushes and a can of wood stain on the kitchen counter.

Ethan: "Mom, what are you painting now?"

Me: "Dad is going to paint the deck."

Ethan: "What color? Black?"

After all, he probably doesn't think there is any other alternative, since everything we've painted recently has been black. :) Am I the only one who is into black furniture right now?!

But seriously, no, have no fear, our back deck will be a nice shade of natural cedar. Exciting, isn't it?

Is it really warm enough for the sprinkler?

Ethan thinks so. Every day he asks to play in the sprinkler or the pool, both of which I've already pulled out of the shed and utilized this year. And it's only April! Crazy, I know. But it kept my boys occupied for soooooo long, it was marvelous. And as you can imagine, I enjoyed my afternoon of lounging on the back patio immensely. Simon had never seen the sprinkler before, so he was very intrigued.

And yes, I know, it rather embarrassing...Ethan picked out a Dora sprinkler last year. Da, Da, Dora, Da-da, Da, Dora, DORA THE EXPLORER! And if you ask me, I can sing the whole theme song. Last night, while we were driving home from Dave's softball game, Dave and I were joking around about those movies, and we started quoting lines from them. And from the backseat, a small voice piped in, "You tell Dora and Boots, to go through the valley to get to the big yellow station!"

For some reason, it totally cracked us up that our 3 year old was quoting a movie. It wasn't that long ago that he learned to talk!

Doesn't this picture bring you back to the good ol' days?



Happy Tuesday, everyone!

Visit with my sister

Mom and I met at Ruth's house on Wednesday. If you haven't heard the news already, Nate and Ruth have been reassigned to Alaska at the end of the summer. And so it looks like there will be frequent trips to Ruth's house over the next few months, while she still only lives 2 hours away. We are all a little sad about the prospect of missing out on Austin's first few years, but we are excited about visiting Anchorage sometime soon.

Austin is 5 months now, and so adorable! My boys just love him, and it makes me so excited for when they are all older and will run off in the backyard to have adventures together. But for now, we will keep our careful eyes on the 3 of them. And it is a job, as anyone who has met my offspring knows quite well. :) There is always something going on.
































































I was pleasantly surprised at how well the trip went. After all, I was outnumbered...it was me and a prone-to-car-sickness 3 year old... and a 1 year old who still isn't overly fond of being in the car. We had to make a few stops, but no actual puking occurred. I was so thankful for that. I'm sure this is only because I came prepared with a little trashcan (for said puke). Those things only happen when you're totally unprepared, don't they? :)

We found out that my dear friend from high school Beth (Hi, Beth!) and her husband are stationed in Anchorage too, and she called Ruth while I was there. I am so excited for them both, that they will be able to reconnect.

Austin is so much bigger than the last time we saw him, but he still has those tiny little baby legs. So cute. He is very interactive now, laughs and giggles at everyone's antics, likes to be constantly moving. Kinda like his big cousins. Just you wait, Ruth. Just you wait. :)

I was reading through Colossians 1 again today, and decided that this will be my prayer for Nate and Ruth as they head out into the vast unknown (aka, Alaska! It just sounds so far away!). Charlie Fizer calls this prayer, A Day Lived in the Will of God.

"For this reason we also, since the day we heard it, do not cease to pray for you, and to ask that
Sunrise - you may be filled with the knowledge of His will in all wisdom and spiritual understanding;
Sunshine - that you may walk worthy of the Lord, fulling pleasing Him, being fruitful in every good work and increasing in the knowledge of God;
Shadows - strengthened with all might, according to His glorious power, for all patience and longsuffering with joy;

Sunset - giving thanks to the Father who has qualified us to be partakers of the inheritance of the saints in the light." Colossians 1:9-12

When we live a life seeking to follow the will of God, we will encounter all these. Sometimes the day will be sunny, and sometimes all we will see are shadows. But we can be thankful for the way the Lord graciously supplies us with strength to endure the shadows. And we can pray for that for each other too. We're praying that Alaska will be a time of deep spiritual growth for Nate and Ruth, that they will grow closer to the Lord and to each other, and that the Lord will use them and make their work fruitful there.

Frugal Fridays: Look to God for Provision

I've been thinking a lot recently about my reasons for attempting to become more frugal. In all honesty, I feel like such a phony sometimes. We have not experienced true financial hardship that so many people do - we are very aware of that. The Lord has been so generous with us, and we are truly thankful for that. So yes, I could spend more than I do on groceries each week. (And I'm sure I could stand to spend a little less on clothes! :) Is having plenty reason enough to relax about budgeting? The more I think about it, the more I am convinced that the Lord desires this of me instead- to look to HIM for our provisions, instead of the paycheck.

I so appreciated Maryanne's post about our provisional God. I just happened upon Maryanne's blog a month or so ago, and I have to say, from what I've read so far, I think if we lived in the same town, we'd be friends for sure. She puts into words exactly what I've been pondering in my heart too. And check out the way that, even though she's attempting to need less, the Lord still provides small things...things like a $2 children's table and chairs at a thrift store, because that's the kind of God He is. He delights in knowing and caring for us intimately! Isn't it incredible to be a follower of the Lord Jesus Christ?!

I've been praying in the car before we hit the Goodwill or a garage sale, and I guess Ethan's been picking up on it. I don't really know how it happened, but now we pray together for things that we'd like to find. Ethan was so perplexed the other day when we didn't find what we had prayed for. He kept looking all over the store, asking people if they had seen "a black headboard for Mommy's bed." I thought it was so funny and sweet at the same time. I love his eyes of faith, and I loved getting to talk to him about how we respond when God doesn't give us what we want. We can trust Him - He will always provide for us! We just have to be willing to wait.

"And my God shall supply all your need according to His riches in glory by Christ Jesus." Philippians 4:19

Children of Light

In our women's Bible study at church we've just finished going through the book of Ephesians. I really enjoyed studying this book again. The Word of God is always fresh and new, with encouragement for today! I have always been so impressed by that. No matter where you find yourself, what struggles you might be going through, our God cares about you intimately and speaks through His Word exactly what you need. We summed up the entire book last week, and as I studied the book as a whole, I was struck by these verses.

"For you were once darkness, but now you are light in the Lord. Walk as children of light (for the fruit of the Spirit is in all goodness, righteousness, and truth), finding out what is acceptable to the Lord." Ephesians 5:8-10

So much of the book of Ephesians has to do with the difference between who we once were without Christ and who we are now in Him. You notice that phrase "in Him" over and over in the book. When we first trusted the Lord Jesus for salvation, He didn't just save us from an eternity in hell; He "blessed us with every spiritual blessing in the heavenly places in Christ," (1:3) in order for us to live this life here on earth ABUNDANTLY and in a way that brings Him glory and honor! No matter what comes our way, since our lives are now in Him, we have the resources to develop an intimate relationship with the Lord and to do His will. The first 3 chapters of the book are all about that: the riches that we as believers have in Christ!

In light of all that we have been given, and that we are no longer living in darkness, Paul encourages us in chapters 4-6 to have a "walk worthy of the calling with which you were called." (4:1) And as I type those words, I am so convicted by them! Does my life do justice to the One who gave His very life for me? Am I walking in a way that makes it undeniable that I am a child of light? Am I actively seeking the Lord's approval for the things I include in my daily routine?

Scripture is often so black and white. We were once in darkness, unregenerate souls, condemned because of our own sin. And yet the Lord Jesus raised us up, as a testimony of His grace. And now He wants me to live like it.

"See then that you walk circumspectly, not as fools but as wise, redeeming the time, because the days are evil. Therefore do not be unwise, but understand what the will of the Lord is." Ephesians 5:15-17

I really like the photo that I put at the top of the post. Ethan calls the beams of light, "sun beans," and when they pour in our living room windows in the morning, he tries to jump on them. "I got a sun bean, Mom. Did ya see? Did ya see? I got a sun bean!"

I, too, am a sun lover. :) I can hardly resist the outdoors on sunny spring and summer days. I want to be that way about my spiritual life too though. I want to be pulled towards the things of the Lord, to not be able to resist jumping into the life the Lord has for me. I want to walk worthy of the Lord, to seek out His approval of everything I think, say, and do. As Charlie Fizer said recently, "The secret of the Christian life is knowing the will of God and doing it."

And you know, the darkness may look appealing at times, but that's only because it's dark! Hello! I can't SEE it for what it really is, you know? :)

Will this be the end of the thumb?

I found this funny ad from a Popular Science magazine dated May 1938 about thumb sucking. Ethan is my thumb sucker, still going strong at age 3. I have never been overly concerned, because after all, I needed my thumb until kindergarten, I'm pretty sure I recall. We all need a little comfort now and then.

Of course my dentist doesn't agree. :) We had an impromptu meeting with him today, after a small playground accident turned bloody. Too graphic for you? Well then, all I'll say is, one of Ethan's front teeth got pushed back a bit. And of course there was lots of bl**d. Lots and lots. Thankfully we had leather seats for the ride home.

The dentist said that more than likely Ethan's tooth will discolor, which I was sad to hear. But the hardest part about all this is, Ethan is really missing his thumb! No nap for him today because he just couldn't settle down without it, and we kept him up late enough tonight at Dave's softball game that he fell asleep as soon as his head hit the pillow. But we have to wonder, will this be the end of Ethan's beloved thumb?

Si Time

My little baby is 13 1/2 months old. It seems like we just brought him home from the hospital, and he's already running around with his big brother and quickly becoming a playmate. The boys adore each other and share lots of hugs and kisses. It makes me smile to see Simon initiating the kisses, because it makes Ethan so happy to be loved by his "bestest friend in the whole wide world."

Simon is starting to become verbal too, which is so fun! We counted his words this morning: Thank you (his first word after Mama and Dada, isn't that fun!?), yes, bye-bye, E (for Ethan), baba (cup of milk), and ball.

Simon is my boy who loves to cuddle. Evenings often find us on the couch, just like this.

Interrupted Plans

This is from Elizabeth Elliott's book A Lamp for My Feet:

We like things to go smoothly and as planned. Very often unexpected things intervene, and our plans go awry. We think we've got "problems." There is another level at which everything that happens is being engineered. "God has no problems," Corrie ten Boom said, "only plans." When ours are interrupted, His are not. His plans are proceeding exactly as scheduled, moving us always (including those minutes or hours or years which seem most useless or wasted or unendurable) "toward the goal of true maturity" (Rom 12:2 JBP). Believe God. Turn the interruptions over to Him. He is at the controls.

I appreciated this devotional from Back to the Bible in my inbox this morning. I so often find myself reacting to circumstances instead of consciously focusing on Who is in control. The Lord graciously keeps working on me, molding me into His image (having toddlers is definitely training ground, isn't it??!!), but it seems like my days start out better when I fix the truth of God's Word in my mind and choose to meditate on it. Most likely my day will be full of unexpected things. My baby probably won't sleep a wink today, and my 3 year old will probably test every limit I've ever set. :) I might not get anything done at all today except for feeding and caring for the kids. But you know, the Lord chooses our days, and if He has that kind of day for me, then I want to choose His way. I want to "put on a good attitude," which is what we always tell Ethan, when his facial expressions betray his heart attitude. :) I can't very well teach him the ways of the Lord if I'm not willing to obey the Lord myself!

But then again, Simon is already down for a morning nap and it's not even 9 am yet! This is a very good sign. :) So I wonder what the Lord has for me now...

Resurrection Fun

Easter Sunday was bright but chilly. The boys picked this day to sleep in (of course!), so Dave shook them awake with promises of Easter baskets. Cheap toys go a long way with 3 year olds apparently.

At the chapel, Scott DeGroff preached a moving message on the Resurrection and what it means. One thing he pointed out was how the fact that the Lord Jesus rose from the dead vindicated Him...He was called a deceiver, and yet He did not defend Himself. He left His reputation up the the Father (an example for us!) and waited on Him to clear His name. I love that about the Lord...and the implications for my own life too.

We had lunch at Grandma's house on the farm, and it was quite a spread. Ham, cheesy potatoes, green beans, rolls, salads, deviled eggs, and plenty of pie. Yummy! As I've said before, these people know how to eat. :)

The much-anticipated egg hunt was next. Ethan has been asking to "play Easter" ever since the stores started putting out the merchandise back in, oh, January or so. Here are some pictures of the chilly fun.

Nothing is Accidental

Maryanne at HappyHelms has started couponing and shopping at CVS and Kroger. I've been impressed with her desire to cut costs and figure out the best ways to save money. In her post she refers to me as a penny-pinching super-star, which I definitely am not....yet. I'm just learning like the rest of you! A year ago I was just doing my thing, shopping at Aldi and the braving the vast headache-inducing superstore Walmart, assuming that I was getting the best deals. I was so skeptical of people who shopped with coupons. Generic or store brand items are usually much cheaper than name brand stuff, and a $.25 off coupon wasn't going to make me buy an item that cost $2.00 more.

Until I started blogging and reading Biblical Womanhood by Crystal. I found out Crystal actually lived in the same town as me (spotted her one day at the store!), and contrary to my rather cautious nature, I emailed her with tons of questions. She had posted several times on supermarket savings, couponing, etc..and I was intrigued. And she offered to meet with me and help me figure all this stuff out. We decided to bring our kids and go to the mall where there was a play area and seating for moms. And for an hour or so, she shared her techniques and strategies, and gave me a huge running start at this adventure.

Ever since that day I have thanked the Lord over and over for introducing me to Crystal. I am convinced that He orchestrated it all, from my husband shoving me into blogging, to a friend of mine showing me Crystal's blog, to Crystal being willing to meet me. I could have been an internet stalker or something. :) But I knew from her blog that she wasn't...this girl sincerely loves the Lord and wants to live her life to please Him. And coincidentally, soon after Crystal introduced me to couponing, she became very sick with her pregnancy and probably would not have had the time or energy to teach a newbie like me before she and her husband moved away to another town. Just another evidence of the sovereignty of God over the small details of our lives.

This has been a favorite quote of mine:

"I praise You for Your sovereignty over the broad events of my life and over the details. With You, nothing is accidental, nothing is incidental, and no experience is wasted. You hold in Your own power my breath of life and all my destiny. And every trial that You allow to happen is a platform on which You reveal Yourself, showing Your love and power, both to me and to others looking on. Thank You that I can move into the future non-defensively, with hands outstretched to whatever lies ahead, for You hold the future and You will always be with me, even to my old age...and through all eternity." -Ruth Myers

I love this phrase from Daniel 5:23, "...the God who holds your breath in His hand and owns all your ways..."

And I love how, in the midst of this exciting new phase of homemaking I've embarked on, the Lord makes His direction and providence so obvious that, even if I wanted to, I could not deny that He is the Ultimate Provider for our family. I frequently get goose-bumps in the grocery store when I watch His hand work, providing manager's special meat so VASTLY marked down for us. I try to make it a point to pray specifically on my way to the store, asking the Lord for wisdom in what to buy. I'm telling you, this is the way to live! The Lord is so faithful, and He delights in taking care of us. We are so thankful.

Also, so many of you have commented here or emailed me asking to be included on my email list. I really enjoyed being able to share the deals I was finding on a weekly basis, but recently I've been trying to simplify my shopping process and save time where I can. If you've started clipping coupons yet, you know it can take a little time each week, as can going to more than one store. So right now I'm trying to streamline the process and make it a little more effortless. :) That said, the emails aren't happening anymore. So sorry! But I will share my favorite site for CVS info on a weekly basis. It's http://deals.families.com/cvs,f533, a forum where people share the deals they are finding. You can even find info on upcoming weeks, for those of you who like to plan ahead! Check it out! I've found it to be very helpful!

Also, if you're just starting out, here's a detailed explanation of the CVS ExtraBuck program. And Walgreens too. Happy shopping!