Just a friendly reminder to link up late tonight or tomorrow morning with your weekend thought. You can write something new or link up a thoughtful post from earlier in the week! I’m eager to read your thoughts!!
I’m trying to cultivate my garden so I did a lot of weeding this past week. And as I did I found there are two ways to weed. You can pick each individual weed out by hand, or you can whack them all with a hoe. Both are effective and appropriate methods for weeding.
But, each has an appropriate time and place. In my old garden which was empty of any vegetation except for weeds, the hoe was the method of choice.
My son recently discovered the term “Summer Vacation” and in the innocence that only youth gives, he was quite disheartened when he learned that preschool didn’t last all summer long.
The fact that he’ll be in Kindergarten and not returning to his preschool didn’t help the matter.
It’s been so fun to watch him grow this past year at preschool. When we were looking at school’s last spring, I wasn’t sure where we wanted to send him.
Sometimes after reading the kids their bedtime Bible story we start to wonder, are they listening? Are they getting the point of the stories? Every once and a while they offer up another reminder that they really are.
Tonight after reading our children the story of Daniel and the Lions Den, my husband tried a little follow up to see if our 5 year old son was connecting…
Scott: “What if President Obama made a law that said that everyone had to bow down and pray to him?
While I have enjoyed the many ups and downs of our vacation to Texas, I have decided that I never again want to go on vacation the week prior to Easter. I was very careful when planning our trip to make sure that we would be with family for Easter so that we could go to church and worship our Lord. I didn’t want to be camping or in the middle of nowhere for Easter Sunday.
This winter Scott and I watched the movie The Pursuit of Happyness starring Will Smith. Few movies have stuck with me as much as this one. My heart was so heavy as I watched this very smart man struggle to provide for his son. The thing that got Scott and I the most, was how immensely blessed we are. We were given so many opportunities that others don’t get. We don’t have what we do because we deserve it.
Scott and I have found a new way to spend a Saturday night together.
For two and half years now Scott has been going into a nearby city to distribute bagged lunches to the homeless as part of our church’s homeless ministry. Typically, I stay home with the kids while he goes. In January, I had the opportunity of joining him. I had been once before about a year ago, but still I was nervous.
This week Scott had a business trip.
It could not have come at a worse time for him. He has some big deadlines at work and this trip meant 3 days away from the office. He knew before he left that he would return swamped. It seemed there were more reasons for him not to go, than to go. And while it seemed not to make any sense, away he went.
Last week in church the pastor gave an illustration in which he mentioned the number of American lives lost during various wars in our history. My son looked over at me and asked why he was talking about American soldiers getting killed.
This led to a discussion later in the week in which it was brought to my attention that my son was under the impression that good guys don’t die in war.
Sometimes little snippets of the extraordinary appear in the midst of everyday life. Right smack in the middle of a messy kitchen with trashcans overflowing, and kids walking around half naked, a conversation took place at our dining room table. Scott was having eggnog with the two oldest children and I had gotten the video camera out to catch my littlest one playing with the tripod. She was walking around setting up the tripod and exclaiming, “Cheese.