A few notes

Talking with my Grandma today, I remembered that I failed to blog about a little story last Wednesday. Max has been in Awana for a couple of weeks now and has been busy memorizing his bible verses. Last Wednesday afternoon I was drilling him on his bible verse over and over, "God loves us so he sent his son". So as we were walking out the door and climbing into the van, I said, "one more time buddy".

He replied,
"God loves us so he mailed his son."

Oh how I love my little boy!

I also found kind of a neat sight tonight.
www.wordle.net

You can type in a bunch of words and click "go" and it'll make kind of a cool little picture of it.
Or you can type in your blog address and it'll take a bunch of random words from your blog and jumble them all together. Kind of neat.

A little more than 48 hours until Aaron returns. I CAN'T WAIT!!!

A filling day....

...but not even close to being full.

What a wonderful day in Lord!

(even though I took the kids to Shoney's tonight...as soon as we ordered Maggie started crying...hard...Molly decided to start doing flips over the back of the booth, and then Max put his hand in my water, I went to smack his hand, he pulled back...yep, water and ice EVERYWHERE....later he went number 2...in the toilet...only to go in his pants 5 minutes later...while I was on the phone with the phone company trying to figure out how to make an international phone call to my husband...apparently I put a block so that no one could make international phone calls from our home...I have no idea why I did that...it'll take 4-5 days to take the block off...he'll be home by then...anyone have any idea how crazy I am going to go not being able to contact my husband?!? anyone who knows me will....)

Anyhow...on to my heart-warming Sunday....

I said good-bye to my husband early this morning (hopefully for the last time for a while), climbed back into bed and prayed that he would make it to Guatemala and back home safely.

He comes home on 9/11. I know that he will be okay.

Satan smiles knowing that deep down I worry.

This morning I woke at 6 a.m. wondering why my husband still had not called me from the Lexington airport...less than 4 hours earlier he had told me he would call from every stop.

I attempted to call knowing that he was already boarded. I knew he probably forgot and that he would call from Houston. He did.

I got all of the kids around in time for Sunday School. I was hoping to be Super Mom this morning and get some nice pictures of them before we went to church. Nope. Decided I would cut my losses and take them after church even though Molly's hair wouldn't be nearly as cute. I was right.

I got the kids to their Sunday school classes and myself to Sunday school on time. I was amazed!

We studied 1 Samuel 1:1 - 2:11. It tells the story of Samuel's birth. How his mother, Hannah, wanted a son so badly but was unable to have children. The Lord finally blessed her with a son.

I could not help thinking of my dear friend and her husband who want a child, but like Hannah, are having trouble. In our study guide there is a question posed in the margin. "How can a Christian encourage someone who is struggling with a difficult situation such as childlessness?"

What I really wanted to know is how a Christian, who has never had difficulty getting pregnant and now has 3 kids, encourage her dear dear friend to trust in the Lord, that he has a plan for her and her husband.

I pray for her. I want to point her to scripture. I want to remind her that her Lord Jesus loves her and has a wonderful plan laid our for her. But...that is all coming out of the mouth of a women who has 3 healthy kids.

One verse that did pop out at me at Sunday school was from 1 Samuel 2:2. It's part of Hannah's prayer.

"There is no one holy like the Lord:

there is no one besides you;

there is no Rock like our God."

I hope she learns to lean on Him. I hope that if I were going through what they are going through that I would be able to lean on Him. That I would still be able to trust in Him.

I will continue to pray hard for you dear friend.

After our time together in Sunday School we gathered for worship.

To be honest, I missed most of the message due to my youngest not being able to find a comfortable position to nap. Therefore, I spent most of the message walking around the hallway. I still love her. And I can't wait for Aaron to come home.

The kids and I came home and enjoyed a nice lunch, played playdough, called grandparents for Grandparents Day. We headed back to church for a new bible study that started today.

It's on Debbie Williams book, Pray with Purpose, Live with Passion.

This study is going to change my heart. I know it. I hope it.

Lately, I have really been hearing how I speak to my husband. How I discipline my children. I catch myself after it leaves my mouth and impossible to get back.

The way I am with them sometimes brings absolutely no glory to my Lord Jesus.

By being disrespectful to him, I am being disrespectful to our good Lord. After all that He has blessed me with how could I do that to Him?

It makes me feel awful when I take a breath and realize how I just spoke to my kind husband. I would fall to the ground if my husband ever spoke to me the way I speak to him sometimes.

I realized tonight that when I snap at my husband, or lose my cool with my kids, or doubt that my God is a sufficient God, the devil is smiling and couldn't be happier.

I am not to live my life according to Suzanne Turner, but I am to live it according to my Lord Jesus Christ.

How would my life be different? Would I truly believe, no matter the hardships, that my Father's grace is sufficient? Would I finally take advantage of this abundant life like He wants me to?

My goal this week with my husband and my children is to take a tip from p. 13 from the book that we are studying.

"Each of us has the opportunity to stop and think about what we are doing or about to do."

"The moment we smell a defeated attitude or sin overtaking us, we can stop and turn to God's Word or stop and pray."

"Look to the Lord and his strength; seek his face always." Psalm 105:4