Sunday, November 11, 2007

Cool Girls!




Future Plans


Friday morning Gwen was in a quandry. She told me she couldn't decide who to marry - Jonathan or Jacob. A few minutes later she must have decided how to solve her problem as I overheard her ask Claire "Sis, would you marry Jonathan for me"?

Now, I knew about Jacob but Jonathan was new on the scene so later that day I asked Gwen if Jonathan was now her boyfriend too. She said "No, but I am going to date him when I am in high school."


Now ask me what Gwen was for Halloween ... A BRIDE!!!!!


A Pretty Proud First Grader!

Saturday, November 03, 2007

Just a Glimpse

A week or so ago I experienced a very peaceful moment where I seemed to sense the presence of God and His love for me in a way I couldn't shake off or argue with. Though it was a warm and welcome time, there was a part of me that found it difficult to just sit with. My insides are so busy all the time and there was an urge to run off and "share my experience". It was like I peeked around a corner and caught a brief look at Jesus and I was ready to proclaim to everyone my indepth knowledge of Him, though in actuality I had only caught a glimpse.

From some of my Old Testament studies I have learned that the Hebrews would not give a "name" to God for to name something or someone would be to have power over them or probably at least to say you could define them. The older I grow the more and more this seems wise to me.

SHOTS!

Today is flu shot day! I broke it to the girls last night that they were getting a flu shot. Oh the wailing and bargining that ensued! Come to think of it, I believe they traversed all the different stages of grief within a minute's time and in unison.

The settling phase was when they talked me into buying them a toy for taking the shot with reasonable calmness. Of course they had several examples of friends at school that have already received a toy for taking the shot (I smell a conspiracy). I am sure I probably broke some proper parenting rule but the instant gratification of no more whining was too much for me!!!

Later, as we lay down to go to sleep the girls were so emotionally worn out that they weren't really up to saying our night-time prayer themselves. Gwen offered up a small one and then I finished it by thanking God that the shots would be okay and to help the girls be brave, when all at once Claire found a reserve of energy to holler out "No it won't, God!" Somehow her prayer seemed a lot more honest than mine.