A wise woman builds her house…

I caught up on the Wise Woman's blog this week and found a treasure trove of meaty articles. She has a wonderful Series on Motherhood   which includes questions to consider about such things as how you view children.   Really, do you view them as singular gifts, each of them?  Do you view them as a sacred trust given to you for a very small window of time?  And further, does your demeanor reflect these feelings or do sighs and rolling eyes of exasperation betray you? 

She goes on to challenge us about how we view our husbands in the Loving Our Husbands series.  Again, she reminds us that whose opinions we most value (apparent by whose we seek first/most) and where we spend our time generally reveal the answer to that question. She shares  these guidelines, a number of questions to ask ourselves such as how do we respond when required to rearrange our schedules for our men? Do we take time – regularly – to think about what would make their lives easier and then set about doing just that? Have we asked our husband how he feels about our current activities?  Do we encourage and support by our non-verbals?  Do we uphold his wishes for the children in big things as well as in seemingly small things like whether video games are allowed before chores or dessert before dinner is finished?  

And since I know my husband is no fan of partially finished projects strewn about I am including these wise words from Genevieve on the subject of  CompletionLots to chew on here I promise.  This is not a job but a vocation, a life calling.  How are we answering that call?  

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At the water’s edge

We learned that Eleven Mile Reservoir is aptly named.  There is a loooong dirt road leading up to the water.  Eleven miles long.  Go figure. ; )   This is probably one of the largest bodies of water we have visited in Colorado. 

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We drove along the shoreline to find a spot for lunch.  

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Finding a place that a fisherman had not found first was no easy task.  With so many people fishing there was a  hush over the place. At least until our crew clamored down to the water's edge. ; o

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Allen and Abbie taking up life guard duty….

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For me, it was terribly exciting to see shore birds again. There are some things we go a long time without seeing on the prairie. 

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Before long the children shed their shoes.

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Though it was still cold in the mountains they waded happily, soaked and smiling when we finally pulled them out. 

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Even the girls, who were less than thrilled to sit in the car the long miles it took to get there, were won over by the water once we got there.

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"Along with milk and vegetables, kids need a steady diet of rocks and worms
Rocks need skipping.
Holes need digging.
Water needs splashing.
Bugs and frogs and slimy stuff need finding"
  – Go RV-ing

hiking to the reservoir

They are much to be pitied who have not been given a taste for nature early in life. – Jane Austen


There is a great trailhead on the west side of town heading up to small reservoir.  The day we ventured up to it was pretty drizzly but that also kept things cool and comfortable.   And, hey, when you are a kid a little mud just amps things up a bit. 

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Unless you are Tess, in which case mud might just wig you out enough to require frequent stops, vocal protests, and occasional piggy back rides to regain composure. 

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She was eventually convinced that the earth was not going to swallow her up and in fact there was no shortage of fascinating things happening all around here.  Like looking down into a puddle and seeing the sky.  

As evidenced by the little boys' backsides, they too found the puddles <g>

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Abbie has been a trooper.  She is an outdoorsy baby for sure.  She loves the backpack, though the backpack does not love Allen.  We are in the market for a better pack, should you have any suggestions. 

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Hummingbirds are more plentiful in the foothills. I am not terribly fond of hummingbirds to be honest but it was cool to catch a glimpse of one sitting still.  It was actually easier to get a shot of the bird than a shot of the boys….

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There's a boy!  

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I hope you all are so busy outside you have no time to read this!  : ) 

FHC shoot

I was pleased to be able to take some First Holy Communion pics for a good friend's daughter a few weeks ago.  It was a fantastic learning experience for me.  We fought the sun and learned the value of filters and reflectors – or at least the need for them.  She was a very good sport though and looked so pretty in her dress and veil.  

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down by the riverside

It seems life happens at the twice the speed of blogging anymore.  Summer has not been without its challenges but we have been squeezing every bit of joy out of it we can.   In June that involved a riverside campsite.  Who knew the Arkansas ran so swiftly?  Necessitated hyper-vigilant supervision but it was gorgeous. 

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one hazy morning looking out from the campsite:

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We tried our hands at fishing.  Fishing, we learned, is not as easy as it seems.  The blasted lines kept getting tangled. It just fueled their desire to try again though.  Darn homeschool kids – they never give up. <g>

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The river was home to this family of geese who were just as pleased to find the children as the children were to find them once they discovered how many crumbs the kids produce at mealtime.  

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Tess and Brendan watching the river roll by from the camper door.  Doesn't get much better than this!

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Choosing to Praise

Nancy Campbell shared this story in her mailing recently:

Psalm 71:8 says, "Let my mouth be filled with thy praise and with thy honor all the day." 

  It is not enough to praise the Lord now and then when things are going great. Praise should fill our mouths so that it spills over in every circumstance. Even the frustrating ones!
I was recently reading a book about a missionary in Belize. Someone who was mad at her came and destroyed her beautiful flower beds–they ripped out all the plants, broke the rose bushes and threw them on the path. When she found this mess, instead of getting mad, she started saying, "Praise the Lord, Praise the Lord, Praise the Lord…" 
"What are you doing?" a friend asked. She explained that she had read about saying "Praise the Lord" ten times before you say anything else when something traumatic happens or upsets you. 
"Does it help?" the friend asked.
"At least it gives me time to reflect that for some reason God allowed this to happen to me," She replied. 

This might be something you could try too.


PRAYER:

"Fill Thou my life, O Lord my God,
In every part with praise,
That my whole being may proclaim
Thy being and Thy ways."

AFFIRMATION: 
I am choosing to praise instead of grumble!


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Preserve Your Soul in Forgetfulness

I read a small book about the counsels of St John of the Cross on the way to Ohio this spring.   He wrote under the orders of his superiors.  The work therefore is sincere, direct, but not self-indulgent. Though originally written to religious in the sixteenth century his words ring true today. My hope is that they will become something of rule of life for me.  The third precaution addresses our tendency to become disquieted by the actions of those around us:

The third precaution is very necessary so you may know how to guard yourself in the community against all harm that may arise in regard to the religious.

Many, by not observing it, not only have lost the peace and good of their souls but have fallen and ordinarily continue to fall into many evils and sins.  

It is that you very carefully guard yourself against thinking about what happens in the community, and even more against speaking of it, of anything in the past or present concerning a particular religious: nothing about his or her character or conduct or deeds no matter how serious any of this seems. Do not say anything under the color of zeal or of correcting a wrong, unless at the proper time to whomever by right you ought to tell. Never be scandalized or astonished at anything you happen to see or learn of, endeavoring to preserve your soul in forgetfulness of all that.

For, should you desire to pay heed to things, many will seem wrong, even were you to live among angels, because of your not understanding the substance of them. Take Lot's wife as an example: Because she was troubled at the destruction of the Sodomites and turned her head to watch what was happening, God punished her by converting her into a pillar of salt [Gn. 19:26]. You are thus to understand God's will: that even were you to live among devils you should not turn the head of your thoughts to their affairs, but forget these things entirely and strive to keep your soul occupied purely and entirely in God, and not let the thought of this thing or that hinder you from so doing.

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Preserve yourself in forgetfulness. 

field day

There are so many things to share and so little time to do so.  The computer has been at the shop but we have been on the road so much I honestly didn't miss it a bit.  Even now, I am erring on the side of living life versus writing about it.  Just sneaking in this moment to upload a peek at the field day the kids had at the close of their classes at church this week.  

Brendan (on left) surprised us by being a willing and able competitor.  He grasped the rules fairly well and didn't fall apart when he came in towards the end.  Then again, that may be due in part to his steadfast belief that he "won the championship" too.  Hard tellin' <g>

Here he and his buddy practice the three legged race.  And you know what?  They didn't fall down.  His friend is still sporting the balloon from the balloon stomp. 

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What the heck – one more for good measure.  I could have watched them all afternoon!
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He is bouncy too.  That wasn't news to those of us who live with him though. 

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Aidan (right) and his best pal the balloon stomp champ. : ) 

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And our Miss Moira. 

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Fun fun fun.  We are happy, tired, a wee bit sunburned, and back at it this weekend with Allen's birthday and Father's Day so I need to rush off.