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I couldn’t resist the play on words! The temperatures were in the 90s with the heat index pushing 100. It was my first time dancing with my A-team this season. I missed the first pre-season game because it was Ellie’s 7th birthday. Since Jeff and the boys were off taking Brandon to college, both of the girls came with me downtown.
The A-team performed two routines in addition to SKOL for the fans on the plaza:
One to “Party Anthem” (most of the time I’m towards the front right)
The second to “Don’t Want to Go Home” (most of the time I’m towards the right side)
The videos are thanks to my daughter, Anna.
Hanging out on the plaza:
We were all just dripping by the time we got back to the car and were anxious to be home and just relax. Pulling into the driveway the garage door wouldn’t open, so Anna hopped out to try the keypad. By that time I realized it wasn’t our garage door that was the problem, it was that there was no power in the neighborhood. I had taken my husband’s keys with me since that key ring had just the car key and a house key. But it wasn’t our house key (which I found out by trying the door). I still had another backup (or so I thought). We keep a lock box under our deck. I haven’t used it for years, but I still remembered the code. It was empty and I was seriously locked out of my own house and my husband wasn’t coming home for another two days. We hadn’t eaten dinner yet so I took the girls with me back into Chaska for a bite at Arbys. Towards the end of dinner Anna called a friend who lived in the neighborhood and they had found out that the power probably wouldn’t be restored until after midnight or later. The girls just looked at me and said, “What are we going to do Mommy?” I had no idea, but started looking through my contacts list on my cell phone and praying. I called my friend, Gail, who calls her home “The Blessing House”. She said to come on over and she’d leave the light on. We took over her two bedrooms downstairs and she even provided pjs and toothbrushes. The girls and I were royally blessed by the “Blessing House” and Gail that evening.
Well, maybe NOT so ready for bed once she found Miss Gail’s masks and feathers. I caught her dancing in her room after I’d tucked her in. I guess we were on an adventure that was just too exciting for her.
In the morning Gail made us hot chocolate and we sat in her window seats overlooking the lake. We finally made it home later that morning and the power was back on. In the car ride home Ellie commented, “When I grow up and have a house, I want it to be just like Miss Gail’s house. It’s going to be a God’s house.” (YES! I think it was a good adventure after all.)
As we send our children off to school this time of year I think it’s a good reminder to pray for ourselves as parents. I got this at church yesterday. I hope it blesses you and helps you be the kind of parent God wants you to be.
The Parent’s Prayer (by Gary Cleveland Myers)
“O Master, make me a better parent. Teach me to understand my children, to listen patiently to what they have to say, and to answer all the questions kindly. Keep me from interrupting them, talking back to them, and contradicting them. Make me as courteous to them as I would have them be to me. Give me courage to confess my sins against my children and to ask them for forgiveness, when I know I have done them wrong.
May I not vainly hurt the feelings of my children. Forbid that I should laugh at their mistakes or resort to shame and ridicule as punishment. Let me know tempt my child to lie and to steal. So guide me hour by hour that I may demonstrate by all I say and do that honesty produces happiness.
Reduce, I pray, the meanness in me. May I cease to nag; and when I am out of sorts, help me to hold my tongue.
Blind me to the little errors of my children and help me see the good things that they do. Give me a ready word for honest praise.
Help me to grow up with my children, to treat them as I would those of their own age; but let me not exact of them the judgment and conventions of adults. Allow me not to rob them of the opportunity to wait upon themselves, to think, to choose, to make decisions.
Forbid that I should ever punish them for my own selfish satisfaction. May I grant them all their wishes that are reasonable, and have the courage to withhold a privilege which I know will do them harm.
Make me so fair and just, so considerate and companionable to my children, that they will have a genuine esteem for me. Fit me to be loved and imitated.
With all Thy gifts, O great Master, give me calm, poise, and self-control.”
Wow! It’s been almost two weeks since Anna performed in the musical “Under God’s Sea in 3D” at her Dad’s church. Since it was a special performance the whole family decided to attend the service with her for the day. That girl of mine does love performing. I love all the energy she puts into her performances, and that smile melts a mom’s heart. Here are a few highlights from the musical numbers:
“Going Under the Sea”
“The Test with Dive” (solo by Anna)
When I was little I use to say, “Happy Easter Egg!” But that’s not what it’s about.
It’s about the cross. It’s about the resurrection. It’s about eteral life.
It’s about Jesus!
A new year, a new decade is underway. The tree and decorations from Christmas came down and were packed away until next December. I love the Christmas season, but when it’s over, it’s over for me. I want my house back to normal. I really don’t think I decorate that much (the tree, the piano, the mantle, table centerpiece and stairway garland) and I even got rid of a few things that I just don’t use anymore, but somehow the stuff just didn’t fit into the storage containers so I had to go out and buy another container to hold the decorations. Oh well.
With a new year I guess I had expectations for change and yet life is the same. My expectations led me to a one-day pity-party last Saturday. Good thing a new day brings a new perspective. My same is pretty darn good, in fact, my same is pretty wonderful. I am blessed.
This is a time of year when people make committments to do or not to do things. I personally have never been big on New Year’s resolutions not really out of any fear of making a committment to something, but rather that when I am determined to do something I do it.
Twice this week I have been presented with the idea of the importance of asking God what he wants us to do and how he wants us to spend our time.
In our BSF (Bible Study Fellowship) notes this week: “Beware of doing any good work that God has not planned for you to do. If we are overly busy or doing works, however good, that He has not planned for us, we will experience frustration. Also we will not even see the particular work He, in His soveign purpose, planned for us, let alone have time to fit it into an over-burdened schedule. Because of neglecting to seek God’s will concerning all activities, many a Christian’s life work is unfinished and God’s glory in human life only partially seen.”
Makes you think. I’ve come to know that when God puts the same thoughts in my path in mutiple ways I need to pay attention. I’m paying attention and I’m starting to ask God.
Only a few weeks behind in my reporting on this blog. Week 38 included the start of the Bible Study Fellowship (BSF) class that Ellie and I attend on Wednesday mornings together. This year we are studying the book of John. It’s our third year in the program. I love that the children’s leaders present the same scriptures that I am studying each week and include learning how to have a quiet time with God. I’m treasuring these moments since I know that next year Ellie will be in school all day. Here is what my “fashionable” girl wore the first day of Bible study:
The week also included getting stuck with a flat bicycle tire 10 miles from home. Thanks to my neighbor for coming to my rescue. After telling Ellie of my adventure and rescue she wanted to visit and explore the town where I got stuck. So on our next Mommy day I packed up a picnic lunch for us to enjoy at this scenic spot:
Besides our lunch and exploring I got in a lesson on the concept of subtraction–amazing how fast those animal cookies disappeared!
Jeff, Ellie and I visited a local wetland rehabilitation site. Ellie was facinated with milkweed plants.
I was facinated with these bugs-which is my photo of the week:
Anna was busy this week too, completing her Red Cross babysitting certificate:
Way to go Anna! I am proud of you!
Ok, so I repurposed a layout to use for this bi-weekly challenge. It’s been a busy month with all the challenges and weekends at the cabin. I did take the time to photographically document my first weekend (which happened to be Memorial Day weekend) at the cabin. I am still working on the layouts from that trip–hope to get them done while on yet another trip to the cabin this weekend. No internet connection so I shouldn’t be too distracted (at least by my compy). There is always the beautiful lake to distract me however. You will probably reconize this one from the previous post, but I liked it.