Abigail got her ears pierced Monday! I was so proud of her, she didn't even flinch! Here's my beauty!
Wednesday, December 31, 2008
My baby is growing up!
Abigail got her ears pierced Monday! I was so proud of her, she didn't even flinch! Here's my beauty!
Christmas
The kids had a great Christmas! Santa brought Abigail a Christmas Barbie, Noah got a bike and Madelynn got a new baby. I cooked my first holiday meal, and I must say it was yummy. It was a great year, God blessed us beyond measure this year. I'm so thankful. So here are some pictures of our wonderful Christmas.
Tuesday, December 30, 2008
The Christmas Pageant
A very dear friend sent this to me via email. I thought it was so fitting for so many of us moms out there, I just had to share!
My husband and I had been happily married (most of the time) for five years but hadn't been blessed with a baby. I decided to do some serious praying and promised God that if he would give us a child, I would be a perfect mother, love it with all my heartand raise it with His word as my guide.
God answered my prayers and blessed us with a son. The next year God blessed us with another son. The following year,He blessed us with yet another son. The year after that, we were blessed with a daughter. My husband thought we'd been blessed right into poverty. We now had four children, and the oldest was only four years old. I learned never to ask God for anything unless I meant it. As a minister once told me,"If you pray for rain,make sure you carry an umbrella."
I began reading a few verses of the Bible to the children each day as they lay in their cribs. I was off to a good start. God had entrusted mewith four children andI didn't want to disappoint Him.
I tried to be patient the day the children smashed two dozen eggs on the kitchen floor searching for baby chicks. I tried to be understanding... when they started a hotel for homeless frogs in the spare bedroom, although it took me nearly two hours to catch all twenty-three frogs. When my daughter poured ketchup all over herself and rolled up in a blanket to see how it felt to be a hot dog, I tried to see the humor rather than the mess. In spite of changing over twenty-five thousand diapers, never eating a hot meal and never sleeping for more than thirty minutes at a time, I still thank God daily for my children.
While I couldn't keep my promise to be a perfect mother -I didn't even come close...I did keep my promise to raise them in the Word of God. I knew I was missing the mark just a little when I told my daughter we were going to church to worship God, and she wanted to bring a bar of soap along to "wash up" Jesus, too. Something was lost in the translation when I explained that God gave us everlasting life, and my son thought it was generous of God to giveus his "last wife."
My proudest moment came during the children's Christmas pageant. My daughter was playing Mary, two of my sons were shepherds and my youngest son was a wise man. This was their moment to shine. My five-year-old shepherdhad practiced his line,"We found the babe wrapped in swaddling clothes." But he was nervous and said, "The baby was wrapped in wrinkled clothes." My four-year-old "Mary" said, "That's not 'wrinkled clothes,' silly. That's dirty, rotten clothes. "A wrestling match broke out between Mary and the shepherd and was stopped by an angel, who bent her halo and lost her left wing. I slouched a little lower in my seat when Mary dropped the doll representing Baby Jesus, and it bounced down the aisle crying, "Mama-mama." Mary grabbed the doll,wrapped it back upand held it tightly as the wise men arrived. My other son stepped forward wearing a bathrobe and a paper crown, knelt at the manger and announced, "We are the three wise men,and we are bringing gifts of gold, common sense and fur. "The congregation dissolved into laughter,and the pageant got a standing ovation.
"I've never enjoyed a Christmas program as much as this one,"laughed the pastor, wiping tears from his eyes "For the rest of my life, I'll never hear theChristmas story without thinking of gold, common sense and fur."
"My children are my pride and my joy and my greatest blessing," I said as I dug through my purse for an aspirin.
Jesus had no servants, yet they called Him Master. Had no degree, yet they called Him Teacher . Had no medicines, yet they called Him Healer. Had no army, yet kings feared Him. He won no military battles, yet He conquered the world. He committed no crime, yet they crucified Him. He was buried in a tomb, yet He lives today. Feel honored to serve such a Leader who loves us
My husband and I had been happily married (most of the time) for five years but hadn't been blessed with a baby. I decided to do some serious praying and promised God that if he would give us a child, I would be a perfect mother, love it with all my heartand raise it with His word as my guide.
God answered my prayers and blessed us with a son. The next year God blessed us with another son. The following year,He blessed us with yet another son. The year after that, we were blessed with a daughter. My husband thought we'd been blessed right into poverty. We now had four children, and the oldest was only four years old. I learned never to ask God for anything unless I meant it. As a minister once told me,"If you pray for rain,make sure you carry an umbrella."
I began reading a few verses of the Bible to the children each day as they lay in their cribs. I was off to a good start. God had entrusted mewith four children andI didn't want to disappoint Him.
I tried to be patient the day the children smashed two dozen eggs on the kitchen floor searching for baby chicks. I tried to be understanding... when they started a hotel for homeless frogs in the spare bedroom, although it took me nearly two hours to catch all twenty-three frogs. When my daughter poured ketchup all over herself and rolled up in a blanket to see how it felt to be a hot dog, I tried to see the humor rather than the mess. In spite of changing over twenty-five thousand diapers, never eating a hot meal and never sleeping for more than thirty minutes at a time, I still thank God daily for my children.
While I couldn't keep my promise to be a perfect mother -I didn't even come close...I did keep my promise to raise them in the Word of God. I knew I was missing the mark just a little when I told my daughter we were going to church to worship God, and she wanted to bring a bar of soap along to "wash up" Jesus, too. Something was lost in the translation when I explained that God gave us everlasting life, and my son thought it was generous of God to giveus his "last wife."
My proudest moment came during the children's Christmas pageant. My daughter was playing Mary, two of my sons were shepherds and my youngest son was a wise man. This was their moment to shine. My five-year-old shepherdhad practiced his line,"We found the babe wrapped in swaddling clothes." But he was nervous and said, "The baby was wrapped in wrinkled clothes." My four-year-old "Mary" said, "That's not 'wrinkled clothes,' silly. That's dirty, rotten clothes. "A wrestling match broke out between Mary and the shepherd and was stopped by an angel, who bent her halo and lost her left wing. I slouched a little lower in my seat when Mary dropped the doll representing Baby Jesus, and it bounced down the aisle crying, "Mama-mama." Mary grabbed the doll,wrapped it back upand held it tightly as the wise men arrived. My other son stepped forward wearing a bathrobe and a paper crown, knelt at the manger and announced, "We are the three wise men,and we are bringing gifts of gold, common sense and fur. "The congregation dissolved into laughter,and the pageant got a standing ovation.
"I've never enjoyed a Christmas program as much as this one,"laughed the pastor, wiping tears from his eyes "For the rest of my life, I'll never hear theChristmas story without thinking of gold, common sense and fur."
"My children are my pride and my joy and my greatest blessing," I said as I dug through my purse for an aspirin.
Jesus had no servants, yet they called Him Master. Had no degree, yet they called Him Teacher . Had no medicines, yet they called Him Healer. Had no army, yet kings feared Him. He won no military battles, yet He conquered the world. He committed no crime, yet they crucified Him. He was buried in a tomb, yet He lives today. Feel honored to serve such a Leader who loves us
Friday, December 19, 2008
My Christmas Card
We hope that you and your family have a blessed Christmas and a safe and happy New Year.Chris, Rebecca, Abigail, Noah and Madelynn
Well, here it is, Christmas is less than a week away, and I've missed my goal on the cards. So I figured, what better way than here on my blog. So, here's my card to your family. :)
Thursday, December 18, 2008
Christmas gifts...
disclaimer: I am NOT a professional seamstress. In fact I am a very novice sewer.
Anywho....Here's what I'm making for kids in our family for Christmas. I thought they were cute, of course, they're a little wonky...I can't sew a straight line to save my life, but it's fun anyway. And I don't think the kids will care how straight the lines are anyway lol.
Anywho....Here's what I'm making for kids in our family for Christmas. I thought they were cute, of course, they're a little wonky...I can't sew a straight line to save my life, but it's fun anyway. And I don't think the kids will care how straight the lines are anyway lol.
Monday, December 15, 2008
my rainbow...
Your rainbow is strongly shaded brown.
What is says about you: You are a deep thinking person. You appreciate the roughness of nature. You feel closer to people when you understand their imperfections.
Find the colors of your rainbow at spacefem.com.
What is says about you: You are a deep thinking person. You appreciate the roughness of nature. You feel closer to people when you understand their imperfections.
Find the colors of your rainbow at spacefem.com.
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
Student Of The Week
Abigail was student of the week at Zarrow this past week. They were instructed to fill a piece of construction paper with something about themselves. She said....."I like to go home, and I like to come to school." She's so darn cute lol
Wednesday, December 3, 2008
The lights at Rhema
It's our family tradition to go to Rhema Bible College to look at their lights. They're beautiful, and the kids love it every year!
Just some fun...
Madelynn in my make up making herself even MORE beautiful!
Abigail as flower girl in her uncle's wedding.
Madelynn in Noah's undies ;-)
Noah learning to rope.
This is how we found Madelynn, I guess we didn't feed her soon enough lol!
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