Well..... that changes things

So, after taking the kids to the DMV and then Target today, I was rethinking my decision to have so many kids (not really). I felt like Charlie Brown's Pigpen, except instead of dirt, there was a whirlwind of children swirling about me. I mean, why do they ALL need to take off their shoes and socks when only ONE of them is getting new shoes?

Anyway, we are driving home and Nate says, "Mama, you're the best. "Cause you love us and are nice to us and teach us about God."

I guess I won't be selling them on Craigslist.

Faith amnesia

So, we've had a lot going on in our lives and in our marriage the last couple years. Lately, I'd been a bit depressed and discouraged. We've had some issues come to the surface in our marriage that just plain hurt. Sin in both of our lives was/is causing problems and I'd become a little hopeless. Wondering if things would ever change. If I could change. If he were willing to change.

Yesterday, I talked with a friend of mine. She has been through a lot in her life and recently was blessed with a huge miracle. Something that was just so improbable in the natural that it could only be an act of God. And yet, she is still worried. Still a bit fearful and anxious. And I was incredulous. How, when God is so clearly moving on her behalf, could she still doubt? And yet, don't I do the exact same thing?

I've been listening to a lot of praise and worship music online, trying to get some sort of breakthrough. I came across this and was on my face, on the floor, in tears. What was I thinking? How can I look at what God has done in my life and think my current troubles are insurmountable to Him?

Look at my kids! Five beautiful, smiling faces greet me every morning. And I was told that I may never have children at all! I had my first female surgery at 16 and had three more before we were blessed with Nathaniel. I remember the year we were trying to conceive Susannah. I wrote Luke 1:45 on my mirror and meditated on it daily ("Oh how happy is the woman who believes in God, for His promises to her come true.") We built this big ole house in faith, even though people thought we were nuts, because we believed that He would fill it up with children. And we found we were expecting Susannah the week we closed on the house. And still I doubt? God have mercy on my doubting soul.

I ran across this in my Bible yesterday, "He reached down from on high and took hold of me: he drew me from deep waters. He rescued me from my powerful enemy, from my foes, who were too strong for me. They confronted me in the day of my disaster, but the LORD was my support. He has brought me into a spacious place; he rescued me because he delighted in me." (II Sam. 22:17-20).

Did you get that? He will rescue us, because HE DELIGHTS IN US! He who has been faithful all along will continue to be faithful. He is the same yesterday, today and forever and He will be faithful to complete that which concerns us! Hallelujah!

Safe, legal and rare?

Something we often hear liberals like President Obama say is that abortion should be, "safe, legal and rare." The question is, if abortion is good, why should it be rare? If it is a good thing, shouldn't it be common? Shouldn't we encourage abortion? The only reason it should be rare is if it is a bad thing, an evil thing. By saying that abortion should be rare (and I hardly call 40 million murdered babies since Roe v. Wade "rare"), pro-abortion forces admit that it is a bad thing.

We serve a very good God!

Yes, I really would

We usually go to the park on Fridays after our homeschool co-op. This Friday was lovely and warm, so we stayed for a couple hours.

I was running my mouth with the other moms when I looked over and noticed Abigail's dress was soaked on the bottom. I called her over.

Me: Abby, what is on your dress? Did you get into a puddle?
Abby: No, Mama, it's pee pee.
Me: Why did you pee on your dress?
Abby: I was playing hide and seek. You would not want me to reveal my hiding spot just to go potty would you?

Yes, yes I really would.

Pardon?

Nate: Mama, did you know there is a Transformers cartoon?
Me: Yes, they had it when I was a kid too.
Nate: Really? Was it the same? You know, with the Autobots and the Mastecticons?

(I had this vision of breastless robots tramping through the city.)

Say what?

Abby and I have been cuddling on the couch. I had purchased her some really soft little cotton dresses at Target last week and she was so snuggly.

She said, "I love this new dress, Mama. It's so soft. I want to wear it to bed."

"Oh, that's nice," I murmured.

"Except it has poop on it," she replied.

I don't think I've ever ejected someone from my lap so fast.