Without grumbling

This month's Mom's corner is especially relevant since we have been working on Phil 2:14 this fall. While Teri acknowledges all the valid frustration we experience she still encourages us to take EVERY thought captive and give thanks always.  Even when there is pinkeye.  Ok she didn't actually say that, but I am inferring. ; ) 

"..ask the Lord to point out each negative thought or word. Then cry out to Him for His strength and grace to replace those words with positive ones that express gratefulness and thanksgiving. How much better it is to praise than to murmur. May we be women whose joyful words and attitudes cause others to want to be around us."

– Teri Maxwell


Bees-flowers
 

 Pleasant words are as an honeycomb, sweet to the soul, and health to the bones. – Prov 16:24

Hold, please : )

So I decided I am going to put my life on hold a sec and tick off one challenge at a time until I am all caught up and everyone is crisis free.  Then laundry and dinner and library books and diapers can resume as scheduled. Sounds like a plan to me!

Yeah, I know.  It was a delightful, if impossible, fantasy.  Likely the diapers and laundry and dinner are what keep a person sane during challenging times anyway.  It's that here.  Nothing insurmountable.  Some rather large like national security threats, some rather small, like figuring out how to set up the girls cell phone. Many in-between-ers like trials back home and pinkeye which just made itself known in this house. All of which take up considerable chunks of time and brain cells. 

So I am here wiping and calling and driving and diapering and thanking God I am able to do it. And looking forward to the next reprieve. Those are coming in little spurts making all the rest possible.  When they do, I will check back in here. 




 

He cherishes simplicity

"Our Lord needs from us neither great deeds nor profound thoughts. Neither intelligence nor talents. He cherishes simplicity."



 

"Jesus, help me to simplify my life by learning what you want me to be – and becoming that person."

– St Therese of Lisieux, The Little Flower

praise in the storm

"Faith is only faith when it's all you're hanging onto." 

 That is what my friend Brenda told me so many years ago.  I wonder if she knows how many times I have revisited those words in the years since?   I have never been a surprise kind of gal, preferring ample time to wrap my head around news – good or bad. I like to know what's coming. I felt I could do anything if I could just understand the purpose for it all.  Or I used to.

These days I tend to think it is a blessing that God does not ask us to understand, because I suspect the big picture is so very big that there is no way we could understand.  We can't begin to see all the ways the threads of our lives intertwine with others'.  And we don't have to. We just have to know that they do, that in God's great economy there is no waste. Nothing is here by accident and none of it happens just because. 

It is easy to embrace that idea when good things are coming our way.  It is harder to remember that only good things come our way, some disguised as bitter pain, but every bit of it necessary and intended for our ultimate good. Days like that call for praise music turned up loud enough to drown out those doubts and catch yourself saying Amen once more. 

So be it. 

We praise anyway. 

Even if it's still raining


RedshoeNNHint-of-Vintage

"But once again, I say "Amen", and it's still raining

As the thunder rolls
I barely hear Your whisper through the rain
"I'm with you"
And as Your mercy falls
I raise my hands and praise the God who gives
And takes away

And I'll praise You in this storm
And I will lift my hands

For You are who You are
No matter where I am

And every tear I've cried
You hold in Your hand
You never left my side
And though my heart is torn
I will praise You in this storm."

-Casting Crowns

A Tale of Fowl Play


Aw c'mon, you'd have said it too. ; ) 

Rumor has had it that a wild turkey or two had been spotted out back.  Until now I had been unable to verify the reports because by the time I got the camera loaded and ready  to the window they had ambled off across the road.  

 

Not this time.  This pair hung out under the fruittrees for several minutes until…

 

..one of the local killer birds caught a glimpse.  And he was on it pronto.  I have long heard that a hawk could take out a chicken, but all those years we free ranged our hens none ever attempted, though many circled.  The only thing I have seen a hawk actually fly off with was a snake, for which I was exceedingly grateful. It surprised me that it would hone in on the other birds with such vigor and speed since they were all the same size. But that it did, swooping low under the branches prepped for attack. 

 

The pair of what we now think are some sort of pheasant rather than turkeys (being without wattles and sporting a ring neck instead) scurried deep into the underbrush and haven't been seen since. 

The bird of prey left empty handed. For which I am once again exceedingly grateful.  I get the whole circle of life deal.  I just don't want to have to see it in action. 



    

prayers appreciated

We just learned our good friends have suffered the loss of their baby through an intrauterine death half way through this pregnancy.  Please join us in prayer for this family which has always made such an impression on us with their devotion to God and His will.  

"For the Lord is close to the broken hearted." Ps. 34:18