Never be within doors when you can rightly be without -- Charlotte Mason
Thursday, July 28, 2011
Friday, July 15, 2011
"New" bike found after weeks of praying and searching thrift stores: $15.15
6yo boy learning to wait for God's perfect timing and provision: Priceless
His joy & gratitude were genuine and overflowing.
"The question here is not whether you are representing the gospel, it is how you are representing it. Have you given your life to your children resentfully? Do you tally every thing you do for them like a loan shark tallies debts? Or do you give them life the way God gave it to us—freely?"
"Live the gospel in the things that no one sees. Sacrifice for your children in places that only they will know about. Put their value ahead of yours. Grow them up in the clean air of gospel living. Your testimony to the gospel in the little details of your life is more valuable to them than you can imagine." -- Rachel Jankovic
Read more in this article at Desiring God.
Wednesday, July 13, 2011
We haven't had as many of these sweet days at home as I had hoped for. But when they come, they are very welcome!
Nothing says "fun breakfast snack" like Easy Cheese on Triscuits. Yep, breakfast. That's her pj shirt there. Only in summertime. There are special rules for summertime.
M (12) spent some time sketching. And because she takes after her mama, the little shutterbug had to document her efforts on film.
A quick jaunt to Goodwill produced some white treasures. I'm working on a project, and have been collecting pretty white things. More on that in a future post...
What A's (6) room looked like after room time. I wondered what all those crashing sounds were.
The other half of the room. Needless to say, the young man had some regret when he spent much of the afternoon putting that mess back in order!
Out of the blue, M said, "Mom, can I make a pillow?" I saw this as an opportunity to 'say yes' and put aside my afternoon plans for some girl time. Eventually the other two redheads joined the fun. Three hours later, our scraps from the fabric box were transformed into "look what I did" treasures.
Since we spent so much time on our pillows, I enlisted every free hand to help prepare dinner. A & K (5) gave each ear of corn a name. When we were eating, A proclaimed, "I got Hairy Bob!"
Monday, July 11, 2011
"A man of understanding remains silent." -- Proverbs 11:12 b
I've been thinking about journaling lately. Mainly because I've recently read an article by Nancy Wilson on the subject, and also heard her mention it in a workshop she gave at the ACCS Conference on "Raising a Writer." Nancy admonished us to "not write anything down that we wouldn't want everyone to read." That's a tall order! A challenge to be careful what we put in emails or on the web ... you never know when you might hit the wrong button (or how someone else may share or forward your words); and to be careful about what/how you journal.
I'll link Nancy's original article below. But first, I wanted to highlight her daughter Rebekah's post on the topic. Rebekah mentions the pitfall of using a journal as a form of venting. She writes (emphasis mine):
The thing is, writing it down is NOT the same thing as confessing it. But it can give a sort of counterfeit feeling of relief. It’s not the relief of having your sins washed away, erased, and removed as far as the east is from the west. It’s the relief of having vented and gotten something off your chest – and that’s not the same thing, although it could be mistaken for it. ---Rebekah Merkle on Femina blog
(This fits well with Elisabeth Elliot's 'Rule of Contentment' #1: Allow yourself to complain of nothing, not even the weather.)
Read Rebekah's post here; then go back and read Nancy's original post. Thanks, Femina gals, for this bit of wisdom. May we all strive to be women of understanding, who have the discernment to know when & what to share with others, and when to keep our confidence and pray instead.
***update***Nancy just posted a great follow-up article. Check it out here!
Thursday, July 7, 2011
We traveled up to see my family for the holiday weekend. Though I've made a couple of trips up there with the kids, this was the first time in at least 18 months that all seven of us went as a family. We had a glorious time! When it's just me and a couple kids, and my husband stays here at home, I get homesick for my Georgia nest and love to flutter back to it. This time was different. Maybe because my husband was with me and I wasn't missing him. Maybe because we had the chance to do some classic Franklin/Nashville things. Maybe it was the precious time with family. Maybe it was the unforgettable experience of seeing U2 together. Maybe it was the gorgeous weather, highlighting the beauty of the land around the West Harpeth River. Whatever the cause, we suddenly became a little homesick for Tennessee.
As Psalm 16 (my favorite Psalm) says, the lines have fallen in pleasant places for us here in Georgia. We are very attached to the covenant community we've found here at church and at school. We're content and not going anywhere anytime soon. But in my heart, I'll always be a Tennessean.
Some of my favorite moments:
- Working with hubby & my boys as they helped my Mom do some landscaping on her hill. My parents have 3 acres, situated in the woods on a steep hill that can prove a challenge to cars, lawnmowers, and growing things. It was fun to see their hard work bring beauty.
- Eating a black bean salad at one of our favorite Nashville cafes. One we've not visited in over five years. Yummy!
- Strolling the Franklin Farmers Market with dh, my Mom, and a couple kids. Goat cheese samples, italian ice, kettle corn, and yes, live music.
- Going to the U2 360 concert, not only with my favorite U2 fan (whom I happen to be married to ;), but also my sister and brother. It was an amazing show - I think the guys knew they needed to show Music City a good time. They paid a little homage to Johnny Cash, and even gave away Bono's Ireland-green guitar to a blind guy that they pulled on stage for the encore to play 'All I Want is You' with them. U2 was the music of our courtship, and seeing those songs performed live & holding my baby's hand was very special. Unforgettable.
- Running 2 miles along the Harpeth River with my little man, A. (almost 7yo) It was HOT and he was a trooper. It was kind of a run/walk/talk -- every now and then he'd stop, drink some water, and say, "I need to go over here and discover!" He kept hoping a cave would pop up along the river, but alas, not many caves in Franklin. ;)
- Lots and lots and lots of cousin time! There are 12 of them, and they are all close friends.
- Sitting on my brother's deck, all us grown-ups, talking late into the night while children scampered all over the house and yard.
- Celebrating Independence Day with the whole family. We had a glorious feast, prepared by my sweet parents, managed to get a family photo with the camera timer, and shot off a zillion fireworks at the bottom of my parents' hill. The dads & teen boys did the pyrotechnics, and the rest of us sat in lawn chairs eating popsicles and spectating. Bliss! (Except for the mosquito bites - we're all covered!)