One of the sweetest parts of my day is listening to my kids pray. I love to hear the things they are thankful for at the end of the day. It gives me a glimpse into the things they value most. I can only imagine the smile their heartfelt prayers bring to our Lord as He listens to the cries of their heart.
Tonight as my daughter was praying she thanked God for many things and then said very specifically, “but I am not, not thankful for thunderstorms.
I’ve mentioned before, that the situation in Sudan has been heavy on my heart lately. During my attempt to do something about it, I felt it was of utmost importance to learn more about it. Recently, I decided to read some memoirs written by people who are from the region and whose lives have been affected by the atrocities. A few weeks ago I read Halima Bashir’s memoir of Survival in Darfur entitled Tears of the Desert .
You know your family is a techno family when your 5 year old requests that you add a song to your ipod so he can listen to it. Today, my son did just that and I was more than happy to oblige him with this choice. The “theme song” for our Vacation Bible School this year was “Today is the Day” by Lincoln Brewster. They sang it every morning at the start of VBS.
I’ve been hosting this little carnival of mine for a few months now and was hoping for some feedback. I am wondering how often you think we should run weekend thoughts? Is once a week too much? Would you prefer once a month? Or every other week? Any other suggestions for improving the carnival? Anything I can do to make it easier? For those that have linked up in the past, thank you.
Sometimes you hear about something so big and so awful and while you know you just can’t ignore it and do nothing, you have no idea what to do.
And sometimes not knowing what to do leads to inaction. How can I make a difference to such a big problem? What can I do to help someone hurting half a world away?
That’s kinda how I felt after writing this weekend thought about Sudan two weeks ago.
This weekend our family, like many across the country, will gather together, and after watching a small town parade, we’ll enjoy some barbeque and corn on the cob, and conclude the evening with a gorgeous fireworks display. Meanwhile, our troops are away from their friends and families. They are not sipping lemonade on the back porch, while grilling up some burgers. Tonight they will not be holding their children on their laps as they watch the fireworks burst in the air.
Last summer I took a Sunday School class in which I was introduced to a concept called solidarity and I realized I had very little of it. Before that class I was really very uneducated and honestly uncaring about events and situations going on in other parts of the world. If a plane crashed in Illinois, I’d be all over cnn.com reading the footage and following the case. “How tragic,” I’d think.
My youngest child is fearless. FEARLESS
When we go to the playground she’s off and running, climbing to the top of the big slide, coming and going without looking back. She’ll slide down the stairs of my house with the speed of a bob sled racer. She tries very hard to keep up with her older siblings and she does it well.
The other day we were at a cookout and the kids were clamoring around a tree stump catching toads.
My friend and I were riding in the car one day when the song “Creed” by Third Day came on. I told my friend something to the effect of, “I love this song, it’s like everything I believe.”
To which she laughed (not exactly the response I was expecting) and said, “Your kidding right? You know this is the Apostles Creed.”
No wonder I was so impressed with the statement of faith.
A few weeks ago I wrote about our kindergarten dilemma for next year.
After months of praying, discussing, putting of decision making, visiting, observing, and more discussing, I found it refreshing to have it out of my hands.
Last week my son graduated from preschool. At the class picnic I was bombarded with questions about where he would go to school in the fall. I was telling one friend about our situation and she responded, “Well, it sounds like one of those things that will obviously be God working.