Wednesday, October 19, 2011


Her face says it all.  She's like her mama, wearing her emotions on her sleeve.  That's not such a good thing when you're supposedly a mature, well-adjusted adult, but at two you can get away with it.

Christian has decided he wants to make something every Wednesday.  Today it was pb cookies.  Last week it was calzone.   He did the cookies by himself.   After all, it only involves reading a recipe and following instructions, right?  I'm happy to report he followed them well.  The cookies were delicious and I think I'm going to like his weekly creations in the kitchen.  The boys came in from a wet bike ride home from school, I came in from Re:new, and we were all ready for some cozy warmth from the kitchen.  Ethan made apple pancakes first, and we munched on those to warm up. 

Type 1 has been throwing us for a loop lately.  Crazy numbers, scary numbers, some shaky times with both boys.   I am tempted to ask why.  But that never is very productive, so I focus on God instead.  He is good.  Always.  Every moment He has the boys under His watchful, loving, pure eyes.  I return to being grateful for every day, every breath, every cozy moment in the kitchen with my precious three.  I am grateful He is the ultimate problem-solver, a very practical God.  Thankfully, peacefully so.

As we call on His wisdom, our whole family, I remind the Lord of Daniel's prayer and make it my own:

Praise be to the name of God for ever and ever;
   wisdom and power are his.
 He changes times and seasons;
   he deposes kings and raises up others.
He gives wisdom to the wise
   and knowledge to the discerning.
 He reveals deep and hidden things;
   he knows what lies in darkness,
   and light dwells with him.
 I thank and praise you, God of my ancestors:
   You have given me wisdom and power,
you have made known to me what we asked of you...

I love you, Jesus.  Thank you.

Monday, October 10, 2011

Oh Happy Day!

Oh, glorious fall.  I would break out into a poem about it, if I were a poet.  But I want to write a sentence or two about our weekend.  G's two later this week.  We celebrated her birthday this beautiful sun-kissed weekend...and went apple picking and, of course, watched the boys play baseball and football (both teams won!), and hung out with friends and saw seven lambos and one ferrari (one particular family member would have to include this in our amazing happenings of yesterday.)  Sweet times.

Wednesday, October 5, 2011

October Sun

The last glorious days of warmth are here this week, and we're lingering outside just to soak it in.  There's that distinct fall feeling of heat in the sun and a sharp coolness in the shade.   On Monday, after rescheduling a photo shoot for Re:new three times due to rainy weather, we were blessed with barefoot weather.  The kids did great.   Professional photographer extraordinaire Chrystl McClure donated her time and got some great shots of the apparel the refugee ladies are sewing this fall.   I marveled at three of our little models, three little girls running around barefoot and carefree,  all adopted.  Their little minds were camped on snacks and trying their best to stay still while the photographer snapped away.   I think of the millions of little ones, just like them, some right in our own backyard and others in far away places, whose little minds are on thirst and hunger.  And that's it.

I am excited about an upcoming adoption conference in Chicago involving many, many churches and the initiative in our own church to propel the body of Christ to follow the command to care for orphans.   Since Gia is now getting into foil and trying to break into the time is up.  More later.

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