that just wandered in to our garage
he's been here ever since
and ever since
little somethin by Beth at 3:15 PM
The enemy has never been more relentless, never more cunning, never more ruthless. A daunting decision stands between us and that enemy.
We can sheathe our swords in retreat. We can lay down our swords in surrender. We can fall on our swords in despair. Or we can, with the brave who have gone before us, draw our swords and ride with full fury into the enemy's ranks.
A day may come when your courage and mine will fail.
But it will not be this day!
A day may come when we forsake our friends and break all bonds of fellowship.
But it will not be this day!
This day we fight!
And though we may not win the battle or even survive it, it will be remembered that we did not turn back. It will be remembered that we drew our swords. And that though we died, we died fighting.
The North Face of God, pg 196
little somethin by Beth at 5:52 AM
little somethin by Beth at 5:37 AM
I was blessed to be able to spend 8 days in Michigan with my family. It was such a great time away. Rather than describing the week here are some highlights in pictures:
The gigantic slip n slide that Poppy made for the kids
little somethin by Beth at 6:39 AM
little somethin by Beth at 6:03 PM
The strangest thing happened this week.
My husband went to work
and got up the next morning and went to work again.
Something I will never take for granted.
It's like a huge weight has been lifted.
I am so thankful for the rest He has given us.
We have some "cleaning up" to do.
The past twenty-two months has left us feeling battered
We have battle wounds
Unemployment can bring out the worst in a lot of areas in ones life
marriage being one of them
We held on tight
and on Monday night
the night before his first day of work
I looked at him
We made it.
little somethin by Beth at 8:25 AM
"Weeping may last through the night, "the psalmist writes, "but joy comes with the morning." (Psalm 30:5)
Which raises the question we all want answered.
How do we get to the morning, to the sunshine, to the joy?
There is only one way.
By waiting for it. We can't hurry the dawn, no matter how anxiously we pace the floor or how impatiently we watch the clock. And so the question is not do we wait or not wait, because waiting is all we can do. The question is, How will we wait? Will we wait well...or will we wait poorly?
Although we can't choose how long we will wait in the darkness, we can choose how well we will wait.
~The Northface of God, pg 99
little somethin by Beth at 8:30 AM
little somethin by Beth at 8:25 PM
We had corn on the cob tonight for the first time this year. I don't know if how a person eats corn on the cob has anything to do with personality or temperament, but here is how we tear it up:
Dan - He starts about 1 inch in on the left and eats until about 1 inch before the end on the right. It seems measured somehow because he eats centered in the middle. The ends are left and he moves on to the next ear.
Me - I start on the left and make my way down. When that row is gone, I move on to the next and down I go again until I reach the end. I need to eat every kernel on the ear or it really bothers me.
Kaitlyn - She starts on the very left of the ear and chomps across until she reaches the end on the right...repeat until the whole ear is gone...every last kernel...very particular...with *a lot* of salt.
Landon (the funniest to watch in my opinion) - He looks the ear over and bites in where ever he chooses. After that bite, he looks around again for another spot to bite. His ear ends up looking like a patchwork quilt, eaten and uneaten squares everywhere. He doesn't have to finish the ear he just stops when he feels like it and asks for another.
Collin - He bites and bites hard. He bites the very tip off the ear. It's surprising to me that he even likes corn on the cob...the husk can't taste good. He, like Landon, eats away with no particular plan or rhyme to his madness, but it seems like every other bite he gets a chunk of husk.
little somethin by Beth at 5:56 PM