I love music. I love lots of stuff and different styles. If it is Christian and has good words I probably like it. At our church we love music too. I love some of the newer songs (choruses) that we sing, but let’s be honest, many of them don’t say a whole lot. I’m so glad that we sing the hymns as well.
It was at church in the past 2 years that I heard the hymn “O Love That Will Not let Me Go’ for the first time and I fell in love with it. The words took my breath away. Those old hymns have depth. Listen & ponder.
It’s been a rough go of it the past few weeks. I haven’t had the energy to cook and clean let alone do any blogging. I know my children are old enough and able enough to take care of the basic household duties, but these past 2 1/2 months have shown me just how much I’ve failed in that part of their training. We’re working on that. But in the meantime friends and family have stepped in and blessed our family big time. I mean Big Time!
It’s so different being pregnant with #5. People understand past issues and are praying for me. I know they are. They tell me all the time. Love it. This time we live close to family and friends and they have helped with meals, bread, house cleaning, watching kids… the list goes on. When we lived in Ontario the closest family members were still about 5 hours away. Close enough that we were on our own.
Last night at prayer meeting a busy mom told me that they had taken the day off from school to cook and bake for us!!! Wow!! This is a busy lady with a big family that has had trials of her own recently to weigh her down. Here she is bringing me meals. They piled the food in our van before leaving for home.
I started feeling guilty that people were doing so much and I was doing so little. I started feeling a bit better these past two days and that made me feel even more guilt over all the work of others on our behalf. But in a few short moments of those feelings of guilt over it all I realized that the only reason that I feel as good as I do and my life is in the good shape it is right now is because of all those family & friends that stepped in while I was sick. If it hadn’t been for my mom and sister coming over to spend a day cleaning and doing laundry my home would be disgusting. If it weren’t for the bread and good treats that people stopped in, my family wouldn’t of had anything nice these past almost 2 months. If it wasn’t for prayers on my behalf about the depression thing, who knows, maybe I’d be a basket case right now.
I am so thankful for everyone who knows me and knew I needed them. I am so thankful I am not sick anymore (oh please, don’t let it come back again!!!). I am so glad that God showed me how to help others by seeing how other ladies helped me. (I’m taking notes! :)
So I’m just a normal pregnancy tired now. No morning sickness. So glad. I feel like I can keep up to life better now. I did buy lots of tomato soup and Kraft Dinner on grocery day to help me get through any rough days that may come. The kids think its a treat to get some KD since its been years since we’ve had it. Woo hoo! Life’s simple pleasures.
We were shocked that although we quite often have ice cream in our freezer our children had never experienced a banana split!! Shocking. I’m not big on them, but the kids were certainly excited choosing their toppings and chowin’ down. :)
On his way back from the barn with some wood to keep us warm, this little guy needs to empty some snow from his boot.
Oh my. It was so good!
A couple months ago I won a little email race against my sisters and my mom. Offer me a prize and I will actually answer an email. How cute are those napkins!?
This is what it looked like Sunday morning when I got up. Nothing shocking, we’ve had a lot of bad weather this winter. You can’t tell from the picture but it is snowing heavily and looking very cozy.
But I’m done with cozy and ready for some green stuff to show through. Maybe tomorrow I’ll post some of my favourite summer pictures to just remind me that there is hope and one day it will be warm again. If you post any yourself let me know, I’d love to come over and dream of summer on your blog too. :)
I was sent these pictures in an email recently and hope it isn’t wrong for me to post them on here. They are very cool and make one feel very small.
Just think about it…
Antares is the 15th brightest star in the sky.
It is more than 1000 light years away.
Now TRY to wrap your mind around this………
This is a Hubble Telescope Ultra Deep Field Infrared View of countless
“ENTIRE” Galaxies Billions of Light-Years Away.
Below is a close up of one of the darkest regions of the photo above.
I LOVE this kind of stuff. Very big. Very cool.
In the email there was also some silly comments about keeping your life in perspective, and when you think your problems are too big remember how small they really are in the universe.
Ummmm, excuse me. My problems are big to me no matter how big Antares is, thank you very much. Seeing some cool pictures about space doesn’t change how hard it is to continue my day when things are yucky.
Can you tell I’m not a cushy person??? :)
When I see families with many children I do not think them any more spiritual than the next. If you are able to pop out 20 babies in 20 years that does not mean you are a more godly woman than the next. There are some families out there with lots of kids that I admire. There are lots of families out there with lots of kids that I wonder what they are thinking.
This isn’t about numbers (for us anyway), its about seeking God’s direction and being willing listen, learn, and trust the God that we’ve come to know in deeper ways over the years. When I was 20 I had all the answers just as all Bible school graduates do. Then I had life to teach me a few things. I started learning, especially in the past few years, that all of life’s circumstances aren’t all black and white.
Maybe God would want us to have a whole passel of children. Maybe this will be it. Only each of us can know for ourselves, between us and God. We didn’t bother to ask Him honestly all those years ago. Its just one of those areas we assumed was up to us, and we did what we believed we could cope with.
Looking back, humanly speaking, I would still want to prevent having children for a while because of how I felt. I also feel like I missed out on a huge opportunity to see what God would do. But one cannot know the ending to a story they never began, and so I’ll never know what would’ve happened if I had simply prayed, waited, and trusted through a very difficult time. But He is faithful even when I am faithless and He has chosen to bless us through it all.
*More to come….
I managed to find the gumption to clean up my sewing room a bit. I love seeing things reorganized. Just look at all that thread just waiting to be used. Oh, and that cutie little box that mom gave me. It now contains some fun ribbon and notions for future sewing experiments.
I have a thing about material. I just love love love it. I search through discount bins while out shopping, I check out second hand shops for cool fabrics at cool prices…. the only thing is, I don’t know how to sew. If I want to make anything I have to have an instructor with me the whole time… and it still never turns out. Scary.
But I continue to collect.
Any ideas on stuff to make? There might be a maternity skirt or two for the summer and I’m lovin that French Provincial (I think that’s what it’s called) on the bottom for a baby something-or-other.
I had planned to continue my ‘Children are a good thing’ post this evening. But I am not feeling well yet again. It will have to wait. I think I need to put a movie in and just chillax and knit. Knitting is my new favourite. :)