Hands Together

I was just thinking about our 1 year anniversary to Niagara Falls today. I was flipping through some pictures and thought I’d finally get around to trying to fix some of my beginner photography errors in those pictures. And it hit me like a tun of bricks…

I just wanted to get away with Matt again. I couldn’t help but smile as I flipped through the pictures. That was a great trip. But the most fun I had in that trip was just walking beside Matt as we explored the area. It was the walking next to him as we experienced things together for the first time that I wanted and am left wanting after flipping through those memories.

We do life together well, I must say. Yes, we have our hiccups like all do, but we find our enjoyment in doing life together (which is a good thing right, since we’re stuck with each other for the rest of our lives). But there is just something about Matt that makes me want him to myself here and there. I love his character. I love to talk to him. And I really just love sitting next to him or walking next to him – no words have to be expressed. This may seem gooshy and silly since I am a “grown woman” and should love and like my husband. But I still enjoy the continually newfound revelation that Matt is my best friend and my true love.

As life takes us where God directs, I am finding that my heart holds greater and greater depths of love for Matt. Each passing day I come to realise that I love him more today than I did yesterday and all the more today do I want to just walk beside him – even stronger is the desire today than yesterday.

And so in that same flood of emotion I find myself just wanting to get away with Matt, away from the distraction and noise – just to be with him… and see … and experience … life.

We don’t have to go far or spend a bunch of money, it’s the quality time that speaks to my heart.

I just love holding his hand and doing life together…

Can I get a Witness?

I have witnessed wrath waiting around the corner, scrunched down, with crazy in his eyes as naive Dakota trots down the hallway – oblivious of anything other than “play, play, play.’
I have witnessed wrath flying accross the room and racing like mad under the table and around the chairs with no provoking.
I have witnessed wrath sit innocently with big eyes, melt your heart, and then the next minute sink a claw into a passing dog face with brutal hissing.
I have witnessed wrath, I live with wrath…
his name is Juneau.
And I adore him.

Good Ole Days

I am happy to be found old fashioned when it comes to raising Rachael.

I guess I just think there is too big of a push for kids to grow up. I have found more exposure to this regarding the kind of comedy that kids are watching on say, the Disney channel. Like “I Carly” for example. I don’t have anthing against the show, personally, there’s not any garbage in the show or poor material. It’s just that it’s encouraged to have a small child watch the show. The show’s designed for the “pre-teen” population, but many of the clothes are sold in preschool sizes. Again, there’s nothing distasteful about the show, it’s just that there’s something about cartoons and silly little kid shows disappearing that makes me a bit sad. (Gotta love PBS, but somehow they’re the only channel that has kept truly preschool shows.) Dora, which was actually designed for the preschool age, is now a “baby show” and something “older” has taken Dora’s place in the preschooler’s eyes.

It’s sad to watch a child really have no idea how to play. It reminds me of two little girls in my old afternoon kindergarten class. They were “surprise” kids in a line of older siblings. And these girls were so obesssed with appearance and “boyfriends” that they did not know how to play. They just sat around talking about others. It was so sad. Sticks and dirt and rocks meant nothing to them. I remember how I used to play outside all day long n the summer. I have no idea what I did, but I loved it. Now don’t get me wrong, there’s the book readers verses outdoor kids among us everywhere, but the book readers used to be the exception to the other “normal” kids who played outdoors. Now the book readers remain still the exception and the majority being kids that struggle to play. The routine instead is coming home from daycare , where a tight schedule is created with minimal freeplay, supper, bath and bed. Where’s the imagination encouragement?

I miss the concept of putting a kid in play clothes and letting them tear loose in the backyard mud. Now their polo might get dirty.

Sure I’m stuck in my own bias, I’ll be happy to own up to that. I just wish I heard of more parents who play dressup with their kids instead of turn on the TV. I wish I saw evidence of more parents stacking blocks without needing to announce colors and shapes with Einstein movies in the background for their 9 month old. There is value in learning, but sometimes we can push too hard to grow a child up that we lose the joy of their current development. Sometimes splashing in the bathtub and mouthing toys is enough.

Hope I don’t forget that any time soon.

Transparent

Yesterday I walked into the room to discover the 5 y/o I watch in the afternoons was making a picture with puffy gel paint. She immediately looked guilty and hid the paint under the table. I was not angry with her, I had put out the paint for her to play with, allowing her the chance of responsibility, and did not require her to ask me before using the paint. But for some reason she believed that she could be in trouble and hid the paint. Only trouble, she was hiding the culprit under a glass table.

Isn’t that what we do with God sometimes? We think maybe if we don’t acknowledge our shortfalls and we don’t draw attention to the areas in our life where we’re not obeying then we can somehow hide it under the table from God. Only trouble, the table is glass.

God just kinda nailed me with that lesson yesterday.

Home-Improvement Bug Bites Again!

I have this home-improvement vibe about me again today. I’m sure it’s the nesting hormonal prego fun. But today I just might get the opportunity to employ it properly – our house is a wreck. I look around this room and think of the others nearby and all these projects jump out and beg for attention. When was the last time the shelves were ever cleaned? (Ha!) Does that stained blanket really accent the fireplace well? How about those crusty windows? Or what about those cluttered shelves? Those things have been put off for a rainy day. And you know what? Rain’s in the forecast for today. So, now my greatest challenge is not what to do or where to start, for I appear to have A LOT of choices, but my greatest challenge is how to convince my weekly five year old that washing the windows is fun.

Let’s see how I can become creative enough to entertain while still producing good cleaning results. Let the challenge begin – well, as soon as I get showered and feed Rachael and Lexi – oh and then there’s the dog, gotta pay attention to the dog… and… the……

=)

*** The proceeding two and a half days after this post I moved 2 bookshelves, 1 queen sized bed (needing Matt’s help on the matress), one dresser, a file cabinet, a TV, a nightstand, some 200 books, revamped the shelving by the fireplace, cleaned out the file cabinet (shredding it’s unneeded contents), cleaned out the fireplace, baby proofed/organized our new “office” space, organized 4 junk piles, and set up a play room. Oh, plus a greater contribution to laundry an dishes and the regular cleaning. I’d say that was a highly effective use of my home-improvement bug. =)

A Little With A Lot

Read 1 Peter 4 today. I had not initially intended to read 1 Peter 4, I was going for Acts, but my hands opened to 1 Peter 3 which we’ve been studying in church so I decided to give it a read-through. At it’s conclusion I pressed on to 1 Peter 4 and God spoke quite loudly amid the silence of the moment.

Feel free to checkout 1 Peter 4: 1-11 on your own, but I wanted to include here what all He taught me though the passage.

1 Peter 4: 1-11
*NASB translation of God’s word
*(my understanding of scripture)

Forward: Paul is writing to Christians.

Therefore, since Christ has suffered in the flesh (hence the cross),
arm yourselves also with the same purpose (that suffering is not uncommon to Christ-followers),
because he who has suffered in the flesh has ceased from sin (think about the power of that statement in light of the cross – and yet he still had no sin, chose no sin),
so as to live the rest of the time in the flesh no longer for the lusts of men, but for the will of God. (So therefore, when we are in Christ we are to follow Christ’s example in not living for the lusts of men, but for God. The power of that statement carries such a great weight – a lifestyle worthy of pursuit)
For the time already has past is sufficient for you to have carried out the desire of the Gentiles, having pursued course of sensuality, lusts, drunkenness, carousing, drinking parties and abominable idolatries. (AKA your past has held enough sin for a lifetime and you’ve had plenty of opportunity in the past for sinning)
In all this, they (mankind, and especially those not in Christ) are surprised that you do not run with them into the same excesses of dissipation (Christ-followers are not – or should not be- indulging in the same sins of the past),
and they malign you; but they will give account to Him who is ready to judge the living and the dead. (Refocusing us on the end-picture that all will stand before God therefore we should seek no personal revenge or spend further time dwelling on the hurts from those who are not in Christ mocking those in Christ. That’s just the world and all in the world will stand in judgement and receive a reward for their faithfulness or a retribution for their wrongs.)
For the gospel has for this purpose been preached even to those who are dead (the gospel has been preached to those not in Christ for this very purpose…),
that though they are judged in the flesh as men, they may live in the spirit according to the will of God. (So through Christ all are given the opportunity to refute the flesh, despite being stuck for the time being in he flesh, and pursue God. We are already sinner by merely being in the flesh – who out there has not committed a sin? – yet we are given the chance to live in the spirit and rise above our fleshly lifestyles.)
The end of all things is near; therefore, be of sound judgement and sober spirit for the purpose of prayer. (Never thought of needing to be of sound judgement and sober spirit for the purpose of prayer, but it makes sense that if you spend less time asking God for forgiveness of your own actions then you are able to spend more time praying for others.)
Above all, keep fervent in your love for one another, because love covers a multitude of sins. (When you view someone in love, regardless of where they stand in regards to the cross, you see their fallacy and it is easier for your heart to focus on their need for Christ instead of the disgust of sins.)
Be hospitable to one another without complaint. (Oh how many times I have been hospitable to another and later complained in my mind about their ungratefulness, how shallow and how totally missing the point of hospitality. Hospitality is not earned, it is merely a gift without an expectation.)
As each one has received a special gift (fruits of the spirit and talents given us from God),
employ it (your gift) in serving one another as good stewards of the manifold grace of God. (Don’t be selfish in holding onto your gift, but use it to serve others – as was it’s purpose.)
Whoever speaks, is to do so as one who is speaking the utterances of God; (talk about a harness for the tongue. Could you imagine if we all spoke under such pretenses?)
whoever serves is to do so as one who is serving by the strength which God supplies; (how often I have served by the strength of my own hands only to reach exhaust and no longer be useful in furthering the gospel because I’m so focused on self when tired. )
so that in all things God may be glorified through Jesus Christ, to whom belongs the glory and dominion forever and ever. (What we put into our relationship in Christ speaks volumes about the authority and glory that should be given to Christ and Christ alone. For we are being watched constantly by those looking to make excuses for running from the faith. Oh that we might glorify God and keep it afresh on our minds to glorify God no matter what may come.)
Amen.

– Thank you, Lord, for your teaching this morning. Thank you that you still choose to use this broken vessel to share your Truth. I’m so not worthy, yet still you want me. Thank you, Lord.

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