Wednesday, August 28, 2013
Friday, February 18, 2011
Revelation 3:20 20 Here I am! I stand at the door and knock. If anyone hears my voice and opens the door, I will come in and eat with that person, and they with me.
It's not a question of whether or not God is interested in us. For He stands at the door, ready, waiting even for us to respond. Knocking...requesting access to our lives.
Yet we shut the door to certain areas of our lives. The areas most affected by our hurts, habits and hang-ups. Or wanting to control, we deny access to those things that we are certain we can handle on our own. Why must this be? It doesn't need to be.
Lord, I give you access.
To my life. To my marriage. To our homeschool. To this home. To my thoughts. To my actions.
Come on in.
How about you?
Tuesday, December 07, 2010
Thursday, November 25, 2010
Inasmuch as the great Father has given us this year an abundant harvest of Indian corn, wheat, peas, beans, squashes, and garden vegetables, and has made the forests to abound with game and the sea with fish and clams, and inasmuch as he has protected us from the ravages of the savages, has spared us from pestilence and disease, has granted us freedom to worship God according to the dictates of our own conscience.
Now I, your magistrate, do proclaim that all ye Pilgrims, with your wives and ye little ones, do gather at ye meeting house, on ye hill, between the hours of 9 and 12 in the day time, on Thursday, November 29th, of the year of our Lord one thousand six hundred and twenty-three and the third year since ye Pilgrims landed on ye Pilgrim Rock, there to listen to ye pastor and render thanksgiving to ye Almighty God for all His blessings.
Ye Governor of Ye Colony
After studying Pilgrims for the last month I have a new appreciation for this proclamation.
Tuesday, November 23, 2010
Besides being an American girl doll and the star of a chapter book or even a movie star, she is my new best friend. Seriously, I love her!
A week ago my daughter picked up the American Girl books at the library. She quickly devoured book 1 of Molly. When she went back to the library she could not find book 2 so she got the Kit Kittridge series instead. Hooked I say. In three days she has read three books. But my joy is not that alone. Oh no! The true reason I love Kit Kittridge: She has turned by daughter onto writing .
In the books Kit is a nine year old growing up in the Depression. With the help of her typewriter she writes daily newspapers to her dad to fill him in on the happening of the day.
Little girl finished book one of the series and asked if she could do that too. Of course, she can write articles for a newspaper!
We hopped on the computer, sorry no typewriters at this house, figured out how to make a newsletter on Word and off she went. Within 24 hours she had written 5 articles for her News. She figured out how to add pictures and clip art, then discovered text wrap.
With a little help from spell check and her editor(me) she was ready for print.
I could not be more proud or excited!
She has already exclaimed to dad that he will be recieving a weekly newspaper. Woot woot.
See I told you I love Kit. And now you know the rest of the story.
Friday, November 12, 2010
I Will Write Love On My Arms
KNOW YOU ARE LOVED. I have written LOVE on my arms FOR YOU!
No matter where you are in life. No matter what you are going through; you have SOMETHING to be grateful for. Whether it is something as simple and mundane as toothpaste. If you look for it I am sure you can find it. Are you breathing? Perhaps you are grateful to be alive. Are you sober? Then you are probably grateful for your clarity of mind. Do you have shelter over your head? Then maybe you are grateful to be warm.
I know I am grateful!
I was challenged last night to think of things I am grateful about in regards to God, people in my life, my growth and my church. Once I started the list flowed with true gratitude. I am blessed.
Somedays I don't always see the blessings. Somedays I am inclined to complain. Yet if I truly pause, I see that whatever it is that has me frustrated or discouraged is an obstacle that can be overcome. Even on my worst day I can give thanks, even if it is only for toothpaste.
Let the message of Christ dwell among you richly as you teach and admonish one another with all wisdom through psalms, hymns, and songs from the Spirit, singing to God with gratitude in your hearts.
1 Chronicles 16:34
Give thanks to the LORD, for he is good; his love endures forever.
Wednesday, November 10, 2010
Sometimes in our house Math can take a half hour other days in between standing on his head and sharpening pencils it can take an hour. Distractions abound and there are times the distractions are overwhelming. Focus.
So enter the bobbitybobbities and for once there were no other distractions. For 10 minutes he sat focused on his Math, as he sang he was doing his Math. and people say men can't do two things at once.
Here was the boys journal yesterday:
Mommy, can I please sing at my desk? It helps me and (my sister) focus very much. I know that it makes you kinda mad but I would really love to. I would like to sing while I do Math. When I sing it gets the pressure off of me so I can focus better. Thank you very ,very much. Love, (Your son)
Who am I am to argue with that? In fact we just completed day two of singing during math and guess what? He finished 40 problems in LESS than 10 minutes! A miracle. A singing miracle.
Bobbitybobbitybobbity- Now if only that would help me accomplish all I need to do.
In my dream, the kids and I were at a pond with fishing line, hooks and a small bucket.
The fish were more than biting they were jumping on our lines. As soon as we would take one of and throw it in the bucket another one was on the line. It was frenzied fishing. In no time at all I looked over to see the bucket was overflowing and fish we piling up , flapping around on the ground.
Now from previous experience I know that fish need oxygen to live and even in a bucket they can die from lack of oxygen. So I frantically try to put them back in a bucket looking around for something bigger. I look over and a large storage tote is there. I begin dumping out the contents to "save" the fish. I don't know why we were fishing. I don't know what we intended to do with the fish. They were all small and most likely not keepers yet here I was trying to keep everyone.
In the midst of me trying to get the space, God spoke, "Why the excess?"
I love it when God speaks. Even in dreams God speaks to me. I knew immediately what this one meant.
The fish is stuff. Small. Insignificant stuff. Piling up and multiplying before my eyes and rather than throw it back or getting rid of it I try to cram it into the corners of my home. Excess. Unnecessary excess.
Thank you Lord for blessing me. Help me to get rid of the excess and keep only what I need.
Thursday, April 22, 2010
How Granola Are You?
Now at the time I was in no way a true granola crunchy, I considered myself more...oatmeal. I had home births, I breast-fed my babies and I was moving in a direction of healthy living for me and my children. But Greenpeace, anti-war...not so much.
This morning I was pondering where I was on the scale; was I moving towards frosted flakes or more toward granola. Since there are no guidelines and the definition of crunchy granola is ever changing, I decided to set up a little survey to gauge us all. Its a simple little test really. With point values...so keep track.
Choose one for each category or skip to the next if it does not apply. Men feel free to count your household choices on the ones that apply to women. If multiple choices are true for you, choose the highest point value for that topic. Here goes...
Had a natural childbirth in the hospital (+1) gave birth in a birth center (+2) at home (+3)
Breast-fed your baby (+1) 6 months or more (+2) a year or more (+3) a potty trained child (+4)
Used cloth diapers (+1) Until the child was potty trained (+2) Carried around a potty to train your infant (under a year old) (+3)
Carried your babies around with a sling or carrier (+1) toddler (+2)
Co-sleep during infancy (+1) as a toddler (+2) Can't remember the last time you had no children in your bed (+3)
Made your own baby food (+1) Never bought store baby food (+2)
Chose not to circumcise your son (+2)
Use a DO rather than a MD (+1) Chose not to vaccinate (+2)
Use herbals for most medical issues (+1)
Are a Vegetarian (+1) Vegan (+2) Eat only raw uncooked foods (+3)
Garden (+1) Organic gardener (+2) Eat only food that does not come from a super market (+3)
Have a specialized diet for at least one member of your household i.e gluten-free (+1)
Make your own bread (+1) Make your own granola (+2)
Can your own produce (+1) 3 or more varieties (+2)
Buy organic food (+1) Exclusively organic (+2)
Sew or knit clothes for your family (+1)
Recycle (+1) Conscientious cut down on household trash (+2)
Used alternative fuel ie. vegetable oil (+1)
Compost (+1) Vermiculture (+2)
Raise chickens (+1) Free range chickens (+2)
Raise livestock (+1) organically or hormone free (+2)
Have a beehive (+1)
Bring your own bags to the grocery store (+1) Make your own bags to take to the grocery store (+2)
Make your own laundry soap (+1) Make all household cleaning products (+2)
Have participated in an earth day clean-up (+1) Pick-up litter not on earth day (+2)
Are a member of wild life association (+1)
Are a member of La Leche League (+1)
Written your congressman (+1) Attended a Tea Party or other public demonstration (+2)
Home school (+1) Charlotte Mason Sytle (+2) Unschool (+3)
Prefer to be barefoot (+1)
Laughed your way through this survey because it was all to familiar (+1)
So...How granola are you?
Out of possible 61 points
0-5 Fruit Loops
6-10 Frosted Flakes
41-50 Granola Crunchy
51+ You are the crunchiest granola ever
HAPPY EARTH DAY EVERY ONE!!!
Post your results in the comments.
Friday, April 16, 2010
Check It Out
You can find my latest post here: http://trinityfamilylife.blogspot.com/2010/04/minute-to-win-it-fun.html
Labels: family fun
Tuesday, April 06, 2010
Another Exciting Day
Yesterday we decided to pack a picnic lunch and head over to Hawk Island. We ate, played, walked the board walk and soaked in the sunshine as the ducks swam out on the lake.
Since it was Babler's birthday we decided to go to on of her favorite places...The Dairy Farm.
And lo and behold, we go to see yet another birth. This one was a boy. :( So it won't be staying on the farm but we named him anyway. Introducing Axe. Hopefully this is not a foreshadowing of his fate.
Regardless he is a cute little thing with a white heart on his forehead.
Looking for something to do? Check out the MSU farms. The horses, cows and sheep are all expecting little ones. Oh and it's FREE!