Thursday, April 16, 2009

I Heart Pajamas (Kid One's)

I've never been for a "bed outfit", taking that extra moment to shuffle through drawers those few minutes before I've decided it's time (the holy moments known as SLEEP) to look for, you know - pajamas. Not me. In fact, when I decide it's time, IT'S TIME. Right then. I'm lucky if I make it into bed much less into pajamas before I fall asleep. Never been one to toss and turn for hours - when I'm down, I'm OUT. My husband on the other hand has to take time to "wind down" and "get sleepy"...get sleepy? What???? Those phrases don't even make sense to me! Sleep, I cherish; Pajamas? The take one minute away from my sleep time.
BUUUTTTTT, then I had Lincoln and Oh. My. Goodness. I have a new love affair with baby pajamas. :)

And then, the classic shot below. You've all seen them. Multiples, in fact (because I post them all the time), and mainly because I can't get enough. So if you've had enough, sorry (truly), but here's the latest of my two sweeties (3, if you wanna include the black lab fighting to be in the shot in the corner), taking their little afternoon siestas. :)

Sunday, April 12, 2009

Happy Easter!

What a fabulous day!! Today I woke up to cold, rainy, dark skies, but yet it still remains as the most beautiful day - regardless. My Savior lives. He is who He says He is. And I have a place reserved with Him forever in eternity. Nothing is more beautiful than that truth and promise.

Today I was up at 6:00 getting ready for Easter service. I got the joy of being a part of the worship this morning, so I headed out alone, leaving Jason to accomplish Lincoln's first "Easter Sunday" outfit. He and my parents came for second service, and all through first service I had the anticipation of seeing them and joining them for worship. I was on stage when they arrived (I can always spot my 6'5 husband!), and OH.MY.GOSH. I saw this rascal in all his glory about 20 rows back and my little heart melted...a puddle, right there on stage. Take a look for yourself.


We quickly noticed Lincoln was dressed almost identical to the Senior Pastor (Jay) and his Children's Pastor (Jonathan)...funny.
And then he asked us to please stop taking pictures of him. :)


Alright, and the following are just a few from the past week that I like.


Lincoln's started holding his pacifier in his mouth like this - hilarious. And he thinks it's funny.

Thursday, April 9, 2009

It's Time

Alright. I'll admit it, I'm slightly addicted to facebook. There. Done. Now, that said, I am starting to lose track of the number of times I "log on" only to find people trashing and slandering (is that a word? it is now) our President. Quite frankly, not that it makes a difference or even matters, but I am starting to get unbelievably ANNOYED by this. Now it's no secret that I did in fact vote for Obama, so I'm sure some people disregard what I have to say and think it holds little weight, but even if it was Bush that was still president (whom I did not agree with most of the time), I still don't think I hold a right to be judgemental and make derogatory claims that, seriously, in my opinion, seem "treason-y" (I know, there I go inventing new words again). Granted that sounds harsh, but my husband and I were discussing this issue last night and came up with the following example:
He's the coach for Siloam Panther's, right? So what if he was constantly bashing and criticizing the people above him, whom he worked for, claiming how awful it was to "be a Panther", grumbling about every policy, claiming his authorities had no business in their positions (as if he knew what was best)...wouldn't he look ignorant for remaining in that environment and continuing to call himself a Panther? Shouldn't he try and fix his issues in a mature manner or just move?
Now I'm not suggesting that all the Obama haters change citizenship's (though it wold seem logical quite honestly), but I think I struggle with the Biblical nature of it all...
How many Old Testament leaders did God appoint and allow to lead a country who were evil with cruel intent? Countless.
How many times did God allow his people to be disrespectful and not follow their leader based upon their moral stance or experience? Not once.
In fact, God often used such leaders to bring about justice and good...take King Herod for example (one of the many). Through that reign, God fostered great trust and deliverance in his people.
And the inexperience factor? When has that EVER been a barrier for what God can do? Please. Name me a time.
The only thing God commands in terms of leaders and it's followers is that the followers be in continual prayer for the person placed in leadership.
So I guess I'm just confused where we get off thinking it's our right and role to speak against and be non-supportive of the man God has allowed to lead our country? I've just been dis-heartened. If any of you can explain it to me, I'd love to hear. Seriously.

Wednesday, April 8, 2009

Sickness Free

Finally. Yes. If you posses any kind of viral infection/funky, unknown, exotic couch or bug in your stomach - know I love you - but DON'T COME NEAR!!!!!
Lincoln has bounced back to a full recovery and it was well worth the wait. The little sucker has been taken over by the giggle monster and is in the best of moods, giggling up a storm at every and anything...which of course makes us laugh our butts off, continuing the never ending giggle cycle. Precious. Beautiful. Priceless.
I went off to church tonight to rehearse music for Easter Sunday and when I came back, our little black lab, Papi, had his snout resting on Lincoln's tummy on the floor - both asleep. The moment ranked up there with the top 10 most precious. Wish we could have captured it on camera, but the camera beep freaks Papi out and was a sure fire way to ruin the moment (which was ruined anyway when the beagle started growling).
Lincoln's doing great with his rice cereal. He gets it for breakfast and dinner and has had no learning curve with the swallowing factor - the guy got it. Quick. What an eater. But the little guy is still taking 7 - SEVEN bottles (that's 2 bottles excessive for his age). So this weekend, we're going to work on getting rid of the 10:30 bottle and cut them down to six.
I'm curious to see what his weight is now and his percentile...
Speaking of weight, happy to report that I weighed myself today and I'm 115 - what I was when we got married. :) Proud mamma.

Tuesday, April 7, 2009

Faith

Faith sees the storm as a chance for God to work in a new way.
Faith sees the darkness as an opportunity for His light to shine brighter.
Faith sees pain as an opportunity for God to comfort and encourage His precious child.

Today I am reminded that Jesus is in control of all circumstances, no matter the size or weight, that He is in control. And though I know this, sometimes lacking the resgister from my brain to my heart, today I am also reminded that Jesus LIVES...He is alive and He is at work.
How great and conforting to know that the God I serve is indeed ALIVE.

Sunday, April 5, 2009

Sunday's Devotional

I Give Up!
Mary Southerland

Today’s Truth “Therefore, there is now no condemnation for those who are in Christ Jesus, because through Christ Jesus, the law of the Spirit of life set me free from the law of sin and death” (NIV).

Friend To Friend I will never forget the day I discovered that my son was a pagan, a sinner! Jered was about six-months-old and crawling everywhere. I had just come back from running errands and was busy putting groceries away in the kitchen, which had a pass-through opening that enabled me to keep an eye on Jered while I worked. He seemed contented as he played with his toys, occasionally taking a break to terrorize our two cats.
When Jered first began to crawl, we had packed away anything that could hurt him, most of our breakables and everything of sentimental value. We had, however, left a beautiful conch seashell on the living room coffee table and used it to begin the arduous but vital task of teaching Jered the meaning of “no”. Repeatedly we would point to the shell, touch it and say, “No, no!” Of course, he was a brilliant child, but I was not sure if he had really grasped the whole concept – until that momentous day.
With the last of the groceries put away, I dumped a bag of potatoes into the kitchen sink and began peeling them for dinner. Glancing up I saw Jered staring at the shell, a grin of anticipation on his face. All of a sudden, he broke out in a fast crawl straight toward the forbidden shell. I winced as the thought of what he could do to that shell and what that shell could do to his small hands. I called out in a firm, confident voice, “Jered, no. Do not touch that shell!” Immediately, in mid-crawl, he stopped, sat up and looked back at me while seeming to consider his options and weigh the consequences. As I repeated the warning, he joyfully clapped his hands, flashing me the most adorable smile. What a great kid! He’s got it! I started around the corner to give him a hug and praise him for his obedience when he took off like a shot, crawling as fast as his chubby little hands and knees would carry him. Reaching the coffee table, Jered grabbed the shell and plopped it in his lap like a hard-earned trophy. I gasped in disbelief as his face reflected total triumph! He knew exactly what he was doing and he was not one bit sorry! My perfect little boy was a rebellious pagan, just like his mother.
Each and every one of us was born with a nature that loves to rebel and feeds a natural “bent” toward selfish, wrong choices. However, when we come to Christ we receive a new nature that naturally desires to obey God. The result is internal civil war. The Apostle Paul struggled with sin just like we do today. In his letter to the church at Rome Paul describes his frustration with his own sin: “I don’t understand myself at all, for I really want to do what is right, but I don’t do it. Instead, I do the very thing I hate.” (NLT) Sound familiar? I will never forget the first time I read those fervent words written by this man of God. I was so relieved! I often thought I was the only believer who still engaged in major battles with sin. I was thrilled and encouraged to know that I was not in this battle alone. The reality is that as long as we live in this broken and fallen world, our sinful nature and our God nature will constantly be at war.
How do we win that war? The solution is very simple, but very expensive. In fact, it will cost you everything, beginning with the total control of your life. To win this war between the old and new nature we must constantly surrender to God, allowing Him to guide, direct and empower us to live for Him. I love how one man described his own war against sin. “It is like there are two dogs fighting within me, an old dog and a new dog. The one who will win is the one I feed the most.”
The old nature is fed by the world and encouraged to enjoy the sin it so freely offers. But God lovingly urges us to strengthen the new nature He has given us by reading and studying the Bible, by praying and spending time with other believers and by serving Him. Certain victory is ours when we constantly choose against the old nature while surrendering to the power of the Holy Spirit. Join me in giving up! Victory is on the way!

Now It’s Your Turn Pray and ask the Holy Spirit to reveal the sin in your life that you have refused to face. Write that sin down, confess it and ask Him to forgive you. Now destroy the paper on which you wrote the sin and thank God for His forgiving power.

Consider the following questions:
What is the most powerful sin in my life? Why?
How does this sin influence my everyday life?
Does this sin affect my relationship with God? In what way?
What is the first step I need to take in order to free my life from this sin?
What specific actions can I take to strengthen the choice I have made to turn from this sin?

Find this article at: http://www.crosswalk.com/devotionals/girlfriends/11601749/

Friday, April 3, 2009

Fun Stuff

I guess I'm living the inevitable of being a mom: when your child gets a tummy virus, it's only a matter of time before it's ugly head strikes mamma. And it did. Full force. Yesterday. I have now been nauseous, with no appetite since Monday, but now, throw in those two things plus "ridding" myself of what's, um, not in my body (then what the heck is it?!), for almost 24 hours now. Yeah. Fun stuff.