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Exctracurricular Activities with our Sunday school kiddos. (I’m playing photo catch-up). 

Fishin’

   

  


My brother, Johnny!  He’s like… a MAN!

  

My brother, James!

 

Scrappin’

Bakin’

 

 

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How exciting!The kiddos and I were in (as Noah puts it) “A bad wreck that just crushed our car up”. It WASN’T that bad.  It was hard.  We all find ourselves groggy and sore this morning.  But besides bumps, bruises, and stiffness… PRAISE GOD!… we are well!We were in the right lane of King’s Highway, headed to 49 (by Cane’s and McDonald’s) when the car in the left lane TURNED RIGHT… into us!  I don’t know if she thought she was in the right lane already and decided at the last-minute to duck into Cane’s or Mickey D’s… but it was an accident… you can’t be mad!  It is especially sad because the very first thing she said to me was that her husband has brain cancer.  “My husband has brain cancer and I just didn’t see you.  I was on my way to the hospital to see him.  I didn’t see you there.  My mind was on other things.”  The impact was HARD and it was SHOCKING… but we are well!  My fist thought was the kiddos and I turned around to check on them.  They were stunned, Noah was holding his neck and Lydia was teary.  I asked Lydia if she was okay, “yeeeeeeessss” she replied, trying to hold it together and figure out what had happened.  When she opened her mouth to say yes, I saw blood.  I didn’t freak, I figured she had bitten her tongue and I was right not to be too alarmed.  She bit it hard.  It’s still purple in that spot today, with a little (teeny-tiny) bump.  The tongue is, I think (I could be making it up), the fastest-healing muscle in the body… she’ll do well.  After having my tongue pierced so many times, I know she’ll be fine.  It did make my heart leap for a moment.  She didn’t sleep well last night and came into our bed this morning, stiff and sore but happy.  The strap marks on her neck (from the car seat) have faded to a pale pink… no bruising there…  Her right thigh has a big ugly purple bruise from slamming against the side of the car seat.  That’s all!  She’s great,  a bit clingy, but GREAT!  Noah is a big boy and sits in a booster now, so he uses the seatbelt that goes across your chest and lap.  The belt did get him, right in the neck.  He’s also FANTASTIC, though.  He was right behind me and was hit harder than Lydia, but he woke up this morning saying that his “muscles don’t feel good and his throat (touching the part of his neck where the seatbelt bit him) hurts a little bit.  He is great, as well!  After the accident, we sat on the curb in the McDonald’s parking lot and Noah started praying, “Thank you God that you kept us safe and that we are alive and not in the grave or hurt.”  Thanksgiving!  That’s all!  Oh!  How much I can learn!  I had started to think practically… insurance, money to fix our car, no sweet happy car…  Noah thanked God for His goodness to us!  “Out of the mouths of children and tiny, nursing babes, from the lips of the little ones, God has ordained His praise!”  *OH!  Make me like a child, God!*As for me, I got the hardest bit of it.  She smashed the front of her car into the left side of ours, right at the front wheel well (I think it’s called that).  I am happy to report that I am doing well.  I felt fine right after the accident; everyone said that I would, that I should take it easy, because adrenaline was pumping (especially because my babies were involved).  They all predicted that I would feel much worse last night and today.  You know how it is, being a momma… you don’t feel like you CAN feel bad.  There is too much to do and too many people to take care of!  Yesterday, though, my left shoulder and arm really hurt.  I tried to take the cap off of some deodorant (Noah wanted to be like daddy), and I couldn’t get my hand closed around it, it hurt SO bad… tears popped out and I quickly brushed them away.  What is pain, right?  Take some Advil!  Suck it up and press on!  ANYWAY…  It continued to hurt more, my forearm especially.  I have been prescribed Soma and Lortab.  You know me… I HATE taking drugs!  Like an idiot, I’d much rather “suffer”.  Three Advil is about as much as I’ll do.  My good doctor wants me to take 3 Advil plus the Soma plus the Lortab ALL TOGETHER!  What?!?  No way!  That’s a crazy cocktail… then I remember that I don’t have a medical degree…  I’ve not treated people for more than half of my life… so… I obeyed- and besides the dizziness and nausea (which passed after one of Ginny’s biscuits) I felt a LOT better!!!  REALLY GOOD!  Charles laughed at me, though.  He thought I was funny for some reason.  I thought HE was funny!  Noah was the FUNNIEST and Ginny was the GREATEST!!!  I don’t know WHAT I would do without her!  *Thank you God for Ginny!  You knew I needed her!  Thanks for making her mine and for making me hers!*    I slept restlessly last night because I usually cuddle up to Charles on my left side… but it hurt!  *pout* so I had to sleep on my right side with my back to Charles.  I couldn’t put my head on his chest.  How is a girl supposed to fall asleep without Charles’ chest for a pillow?!?  Boo hoo hoo!  This morning, I am happy to report that I am just stiff and sore.  My neck and the top of my back hurt, but that is to be expected, isn’t it?  I’ve taken three Advil and am waiting for them to kick in.  I don’t want to take all of the other stuff without my honey here.  We are just going to hang out and veg today.  Movies, books, board games, and puzzles are ALL we have on our agenda.  We shall take it easy.  I think it will be pretty nice!So… thank God!  Praise Him!  He has been so GENTLE with us!  Pray for Sue Goff, that God will show her His gentleness!  Pray for her husband, John, who has brain cancer.  Pray that if ANYTHING comes from this, it is dependence on Christ alone in both families.  Pray that God will be glorified and that His name will be magnified!

Psalm 145
Great Is the LORD

A Song of Praise. Of David.

1I will extol you, my God and King,
   and bless your name forever and ever.
2Every day I will bless you
   and praise your name forever and ever.
3Great is the LORD, and greatly to be praised,
   and his greatness is unsearchable.
  4One generation shall commend your works to another,
   and shall declare your mighty acts.
5On the glorious splendor of your majesty,
   and on your wondrous works, I will meditate.
6They shall speak of the might of your awesome deeds,
   and I will declare your greatness.
7They shall pour forth the fame of your abundant goodness
   and shall sing aloud of your righteousness.
8The LORD is gracious and merciful,
   slow to anger and abounding in steadfast love.
9The LORD is good to all,
   and his mercy is over all that he has made.
10All your works shall give thanks to you, O LORD,
   and all your saints shall bless you!
11They shall speak of the glory of your kingdom
   and tell of your power,
12to make known to the children of man your mighty deeds,
   and the glorious splendor of your kingdom.
13Your kingdom is an everlasting kingdom,
   and your dominion endures throughout all generations.
 [The LORD is faithful in all his words
   and kind in all his works.]
14The LORD upholds all who are falling
   and raises up all who are bowed down.
15The eyes of all look to you,
   and you give them their food in due season.
16You open your hand;
   you satisfy the desire of every living thing.
17The LORD is righteous in all his ways
   and kind in all his works.
18The LORD is near to all who call on him,
   to all who call on him in truth.
19He fulfills the desire of those who fear him;
   he also hears their cry and saves them.
20The LORD preserves all who love him,
   but all the wicked he will destroy.
21My mouth will speak the praise of the LORD,
   and let all flesh bless his holy name forever and ever. 
 

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Just so you know…

There is NOTHING “hotter” than a man walking in the door, excited about his King and bursting with desire to open the Scriptures with his wife… to gush and revel in the beauty and majesty and power and sovereignty and supremacy and love and mercy and justice and grace and patience and goodness and holiness and faithfulness of God.  There is nothing (on earth) more intimate than guzzling the Living Water in enormous gulps, with your (tangible) beloved.  What pleasure!  What delight!

I’m off… to drink in more!  After my moments of discontent earlier tonight, my God has  blessed me OVERabundantly… Away Charles and I go… to sit at our Savior’s feet!

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I know… nuts, isn’t it?!?  All of this study about contentment… and I’ve been delighting in my King and I’ve been GENUINELY content… and now… here I am… being selfish and DIScontent!

RAMBLING

Charles is off studying eschatology and the competing theories of the end times.  I’m here… because I didn’t have a babysitter, and while I could have brought the children (the study is at my parents’ tonight)… well… I was just being a brat, really.  My feelings were hurt, and so I opted for pouting and blogging over digging into the precious Word of God!  I’m so DUMB!  And NOW… rather than going and spending this great quiet time digging into my Bible, just us (me and my King)… I’m pouting and typing and being discontent that I have to stay here and not be there and blah blah blah blah blah!  I’m such a dork!  I don’t even really care about “the end times”… well… I care… but it isn’t HUGE to me.  I’m (as a friend once said) a “PAN-millennialist”… God is SOVEREIGN and “it will all pan out in the end!”  Even so… I LOVE to just read and learn and grow… and there are so many conflicting thoughts/theories.  Men who I love and admire differ… I would love to know the intricacies of it all.  I would love to apply biblical hermeneutics and really study every “jot and tittle”.  *sigh*  I would love to listen to well-taught, well-studied, learned and godly men in discussion.  It’s especially glorious to listen to conversation that is purely Christ-centered… each man wanting God to be glorified when his hypothesis is realized…  and here I am… being a momma… a DIScontent momma.  God WANTS me to be a momma… minus the discontent bit.  Why am I in a funk?  I know…  I’m thinking ONLY of ME.  Blah!  I’m so gross!  This is yucky!  I MUST stop!  I need my God to get rid of my flesh… I need to look to the Lamb and rest, again, at the feet of my King!  What better place is there?  *giggle* I LOVE you, LORD! Thank you!  I get to come and be with You!  THAT is the TRUE desire of my heart!  With YOU (eschatology or no) I am HAPPY and CONTENT!!!  Yay!  I am on my way!  I am ready to ruminate, a cow… chewing her cud joyfully… with calm delight!

Okay… I am content, because my God is faithful!

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