We have been enjoying down time for our family. We have been enjoying camping with friends and taking in tourist attractions -- Science Center and local rodeo. We have one more camping trip -- well sort of camping trip at my SIL's this weekend. Then I think we will be staying home more.
A wonderful thing happened this weekend. While Wes and the kids were at the rodeo they joined up with Wes's brother and family. Now for over a year now, we have been estranged from them. They shunned us and we had no idea why and we still don't. But the great thing is that they had a wonderful visit and it looks like we will be able to restart our relationship with them. They have invited us up to their house for a visit and we received an invitation in mail to attend their youngest sons birthday next weekend. This is such a relief to me. It has really bothered Wes and I that things were not ok with them but it looks like there is hope there now. Thank you Lord.
More good news. My cousin and his wife have been trying to have a baby for years now. This year they decided to try invitro and last week I got the phone call it was successful. YAY! The first few months are fragile so I am praying that all goes well. I think a baby will be a saving grace for my cousin. He is a guy with no purpose in his life and I think a little one will make his world more full. I think the due date is in February.
On a more somber note... it seems like the world is collapsing around us lately (with the exception of the last two pieces of good news posted above). Marriages quickly falling apart, marriages struggling, health declining quickly, friendships scarred and struggling, trusts broken, church walking away from God's ways, struggling to be patient in so many matters... and so it goes. On Sunday Wes and I were really struggling and feeling overwhelmed with life. It felt like the kind of day you just want to go and hide under a rock and pretend the world doesn't exist. Luckily we don't stay feeling discouraged very long but sometimes ya just need to take the time to feel that way and then move on. I wish there was some way to make the world a better place. To help those who struggle so deeply.
Tuesday, June 26, 2007
LOVING JESUS
Loving Jesus
by Megan Breedlove
Jesus DIDN'T say, "Whatever you do for the least of
these, I appreciate it." HE SAID, "Whatever you do
for the least of these, you do FOR ME" (Matthew 25:40)
I started my day early,
Before the room was light.
I lifted my son from his crib
And wished it was still night.
But as I held him close and said,
"Hi Tyler, precious one,"
I knew that as I greeted him,
I greeted too God's Son.
When my daughter woke up later
Calling, "Mommy! Mommy! Down!"
I picked her up and hugged her
In her worn Elmo nightgown.
I know she felt the closeness
That a mother's touch affords.
I welcomed not just Danielle,
But so, too, the Lord of Lords.
That day, I mixed some formula
And opened jars of peas.
I fixed some "pizza butter" bread
When she grinned and said, "Pleeeeease."
I heated up some leftovers;
I had to nuke them twice.
And when I fed my children,
I was feeding Jesus Christ.
I made some funny faces,
And "played pubzzles" on the floor.
I dressed kitties, ran around outside,
And played with them some more.
We laughed and jumped and tickled,
Making memories to be stored.
When I spent time with my children,
I spent time with my Lord.
I wiped up sticky cereal
And washed the dishes clean.
I straightened, picked up, put away,
And dusted in between.
I did six loads of laundry
And folded it like new.
When I cleaned for my children,
I cleaned for my Savior, too.
When my children were both crying,
I held them in my arms.
I cuddled them and whispered
That I'd keep them safe from harm.
I told them how their Father saved them
With His perfect Lamb.
When I comforted my children,
I comforted I Am.
Later on that evening,
I put them in the bath.
I washed their little bodies
As they kicked around and splashed.
I dried them in soft towels
And put their jammies on.
When I washed my children's feet,
I washed the Holy One.
I cooked and cleaned and rearranged,
Made beds and taught and played.
I made sure that we had food to eat
and that we often prayed.
I died to self.
I made a home from ordinary things
But when I served my children,
I served the King of Kings.
To some, I have done nothing,
But to two, I've done the world.
I made eternal differences
To my precious boy and girl
And to the One who watches over
Every pathway that I've trod.
For when I've loved my precious children,
I've loved Almighty God.
by Megan Breedlove
Jesus DIDN'T say, "Whatever you do for the least of
these, I appreciate it." HE SAID, "Whatever you do
for the least of these, you do FOR ME" (Matthew 25:40)
I started my day early,
Before the room was light.
I lifted my son from his crib
And wished it was still night.
But as I held him close and said,
"Hi Tyler, precious one,"
I knew that as I greeted him,
I greeted too God's Son.
When my daughter woke up later
Calling, "Mommy! Mommy! Down!"
I picked her up and hugged her
In her worn Elmo nightgown.
I know she felt the closeness
That a mother's touch affords.
I welcomed not just Danielle,
But so, too, the Lord of Lords.
That day, I mixed some formula
And opened jars of peas.
I fixed some "pizza butter" bread
When she grinned and said, "Pleeeeease."
I heated up some leftovers;
I had to nuke them twice.
And when I fed my children,
I was feeding Jesus Christ.
I made some funny faces,
And "played pubzzles" on the floor.
I dressed kitties, ran around outside,
And played with them some more.
We laughed and jumped and tickled,
Making memories to be stored.
When I spent time with my children,
I spent time with my Lord.
I wiped up sticky cereal
And washed the dishes clean.
I straightened, picked up, put away,
And dusted in between.
I did six loads of laundry
And folded it like new.
When I cleaned for my children,
I cleaned for my Savior, too.
When my children were both crying,
I held them in my arms.
I cuddled them and whispered
That I'd keep them safe from harm.
I told them how their Father saved them
With His perfect Lamb.
When I comforted my children,
I comforted I Am.
Later on that evening,
I put them in the bath.
I washed their little bodies
As they kicked around and splashed.
I dried them in soft towels
And put their jammies on.
When I washed my children's feet,
I washed the Holy One.
I cooked and cleaned and rearranged,
Made beds and taught and played.
I made sure that we had food to eat
and that we often prayed.
I died to self.
I made a home from ordinary things
But when I served my children,
I served the King of Kings.
To some, I have done nothing,
But to two, I've done the world.
I made eternal differences
To my precious boy and girl
And to the One who watches over
Every pathway that I've trod.
For when I've loved my precious children,
I've loved Almighty God.
The Bible
This is a quote a rediscovered yesterday in my travels...
The BIBLE is the only book whose AUTHOR is always present whenever it is read. ~Author unknown~
The BIBLE is the only book whose AUTHOR is always present whenever it is read. ~Author unknown~
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