Hanging clothes outside today resulted in some ladybugs making their way inside the house along with the dried clothes. The following conversation resulted:
Erin: Are all ladybugs girls? (a fair question, I thought)
Me: No. If they were all girls, how would there ever be any more ladybugs?
Erin: Huh?
Me: It's just like people. You need a mommy and a daddy to make a baby.
Erin: So you mean God takes a rib from the mommy and a rib from the daddy and makes a baby?
Me: (giggling...) Well, not exactly. (...and quickly changing the subject.)
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Thursday, October 15, 2009
The Beauty of Homeschooling
No one cares if you do your schoolwork in maroon pants, a red shirt, and a pink hat.
Wednesday, October 14, 2009
Hope in the Valley
How I wish walking with the Lord meant a trouble-free life; a pain-free, easy walk through this world and into His arms!
Instead, He has arranged it that we journey through the valley, crawl through the valley, parched with thirst, and must continually, intentionally, keep holding out our empty cup and begging Him to fill it. This is not a romantic journey. It is a muddy trek through the valley of sweat and tears. The valley is deep and wide and wet and cold...and seems endless. We must rely on Him for the strength to go every inch. How often I beg Him to rescue me. Even though He already has.
You promise, O Lord, "blessed is the one who trusts in You".
Today, I choose again to believe You.
How lovely is your dwelling place, O Lord of hosts!
My soul longs, yes, faints for the courts of the Lord;
my heart and flesh sing for joy to the living God.
Even the sparrow finds a home, and the swallow a nest
for herself where she may lay her young at your altars,
O Lord of hosts, my King and my God.
Blessed are those who dwell in your house, ever singing your praise!
Blessed are those whose strength is in you,
in whose heart are the highways to Zion.
As they go through the Valley of Baca
they make it a place of springs;
the early rain also covers it with pools.
They go from strength to strength;
each one appears before God in Zion.
O Lord God of hosts, hear my prayer; give ear, O God of Jacob!
Behold our shield, O God; look on the face of your anointed!
For a day in your courts is better than a thousand elsewhere.
I would rather be a doorkeeper in the house of my God
than dwell in the tents of wickedness.
For the Lord God is a sun and shield;
the Lord bestows favor and honor.
No good thing does he withhold from those who walk uprightly.
O Lord of hosts, blessed is the one who trusts in you!
Psalm 84
Instead, He has arranged it that we journey through the valley, crawl through the valley, parched with thirst, and must continually, intentionally, keep holding out our empty cup and begging Him to fill it. This is not a romantic journey. It is a muddy trek through the valley of sweat and tears. The valley is deep and wide and wet and cold...and seems endless. We must rely on Him for the strength to go every inch. How often I beg Him to rescue me. Even though He already has.
You promise, O Lord, "blessed is the one who trusts in You".
Today, I choose again to believe You.
How lovely is your dwelling place, O Lord of hosts!
My soul longs, yes, faints for the courts of the Lord;
my heart and flesh sing for joy to the living God.
Even the sparrow finds a home, and the swallow a nest
for herself where she may lay her young at your altars,
O Lord of hosts, my King and my God.
Blessed are those who dwell in your house, ever singing your praise!
Blessed are those whose strength is in you,
in whose heart are the highways to Zion.
As they go through the Valley of Baca
they make it a place of springs;
the early rain also covers it with pools.
They go from strength to strength;
each one appears before God in Zion.
O Lord God of hosts, hear my prayer; give ear, O God of Jacob!
Behold our shield, O God; look on the face of your anointed!
For a day in your courts is better than a thousand elsewhere.
I would rather be a doorkeeper in the house of my God
than dwell in the tents of wickedness.
For the Lord God is a sun and shield;
the Lord bestows favor and honor.
No good thing does he withhold from those who walk uprightly.
O Lord of hosts, blessed is the one who trusts in you!
Psalm 84
Monday, October 5, 2009
Remember
Has his steadfast love forever ceased?
Are his promises at an end for all time?
Has God forgotten to be gracious?
Has he in anger shut up his compassion?
Then I said, "I will appeal to this,
to the years of the right hand of the Most High."
I will remember the deeds of the Lord;
Yes, I will remember your wonders of old.
I will ponder all your work,
and meditate on your mighty deeds.
You are the God who works wonders;
you have made known your might among the peoples.
Psalm 77:8-14
Are his promises at an end for all time?
Has God forgotten to be gracious?
Has he in anger shut up his compassion?
Then I said, "I will appeal to this,
to the years of the right hand of the Most High."
I will remember the deeds of the Lord;
Yes, I will remember your wonders of old.
I will ponder all your work,
and meditate on your mighty deeds.
You are the God who works wonders;
you have made known your might among the peoples.
Psalm 77:8-14
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