Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Here is what I get to listen to, sing along with, and cope through these days:
♪ ♫"Kindergarten, here we come, HERE WE COME! Kindergarten, here we come, HERE WE COME! ♫ Preschool has been soooo much fun. ♪ Kindergarten, here we come, HERE WE COME!" ♪
Thankfully God has been reminding me to give HIM my focus and not focus on my pitiful self. : )
Monday, April 26, 2010
The Prairie Kid: "Mom, I am going to grow taller and taller."
The Prairie Mama: "I bet you are. You're going to be taller than me. You're going to be taller than Daddy!"
The Prairie Kid: "I am going to grow so tall I will be as tall as outer space!"
The Prairie Mama: "Wow. I think I'll believe that when I see it."
The Prairie Kid: "How are you going to get me down from up there?"
Tuesday, April 20, 2010
I am not ready. Even so, the school district only gave us one kindergarten registration day. They did not even bother to call me and ask me if I was ready or not.
Granted, we could have The Prairie Kid stay home for another year but that is not where we are feeling God's leading. I know better than to disobey.
Thankfully I was able to fill out the plethora of paperwork without sobbing all over it, after all I don't actually send him until August 23rd. I am glad we will have his 5th birthday the week before school starts.
School starts. : ( I can barely type it without wanting to cry.
I think this would be easier if I had another kiddo at home but I know God's timing for our family is perfect. PERFECT. Could it get any better than that?
Wednesday, April 14, 2010
It is all about Taco Bell.
This last year the two closest Taco Bells to us closed down leaving the closest one 2 1/2 hours away (this should be illegal)! I am not a fast food junky but Taco Bell is almost as important to me as chocolate (I said almost). And although I only ate it on a semi-regular basis (especially since the closest TB was hit and miss, mostly miss) now that it is gone I have been DEPRIVED.
In college at least once a week I would hit the TB drive through and eat a five pack of tacos and a large Dr Pepper in no time at all. My metabolism was such that I could do that regularly. Oh how I miss those days. I loved college. I loved my metabolism. I loved Dr Pepper.
And I still unashamedly love Taco Bell.
So, of course I was planning ahead for the trip to the "big city" this past weekend. I packed a cooler and ice packs and planned to order a bucket load (or should I say cooler load) of bean burritos (no onions) and soft shell tacos (no lettuce) to freeze and enjoy at home because these are cheap and would re-heat well.
Molly the Marvelous thought I was disgusting to be planning this. However, when we hit the drive through and she realized her family was TB deprived as well, she jumped in with me, both feet. I have a feeling her blog post title, if she had one, would read "I Am Ashamed." (When we got back from the trip her son saw our taco bell trash and whined "You had Taco Bell?" They were thrilled when they found out we had brought some home for them!)
I just popped the last bite of a bean burrito into my mouth as I wrote this post. And I am not ashamed. I am happy.
Tuesday, April 13, 2010
The Bible is clear about how God wants us to approach conflict/people. Very clear. So clear that when I was taking this all in this weekend I lost 2 shoes sizes. Now, I can't complain that I went from a size 10 to an 8, but I am not sure I like that my toes were completely taken off. These lessons stepped on my toes HARD. (In reality I would like to be a size 8 but I think I need toes.)
It is good. God is good and faithful and loving enough to not leave me where I am at. I stumble so much. But He does not let me fall and He "upholds me in his hand." (Psalm 37:24)
At one point in the weekend I was led to a time of intense prayer and repented with great grief and tears over the darkness in my heart. God calls us to love; I complain. God calls us to bear; I accuse. God calls us to forgive; I stew. May the Lord have mercy on me.
He is merciful and He provides. My heart has been singing songs of praise, my lips have been praying Scripture for others, including my "enemies." And when I was tempted to fall right back into an old pattern yesterday, the Lord reminded me to turn to Him in praise instead of focus on the faults of men. Oh Praise the Lord!
We learned a song this weekend that was so much fun. As I turned to the Lord in praise yesterday I sang new, make-them-up-as-we-go verses to Him. It was my prayer being answered; instead of a yucky overflow in my heart, my overflow would be praise and truth. Thank you, Lord, now please, please keep me here!!!
One thing that impressed me this weekend was a fresh view of a familiar verse:
"Blessed are the peacemakers,
for they will be called sons of God" Matthew 5:9
I've never looked at this verse in the way I was taught this weekend. This verse implies ALL sons and daughters of God are to be peacemakers! (Here is where I went from a size 10 to a size 9...bye-bye toes).
I want to be a peacemaker. I am CALLED to be a peacemaker.
What does a peacemaker look like? Romans 12:9-21 gives us some excellent descriptions. I have added the color to the pieces that are especially impressing to me in this area:
"Love must be sincere. Hate what is evil; cling to what is good. Be devoted to one another in brotherly love. Honor one another above yourselves. Never be lacking in zeal, but keep your spiritual fervor, serving the Lord. Be joyful in hope, patient in affliction, faithful in prayer. Share with God's people who are in need. Practice hospitality. Bless those who persecute you; bless and do not curse. Rejoice with those who rejoice; mourn with those who mourn. Live in harmony with one another. Do not be proud, but be willing to associate with people of low position. Do not be conceited. Do not repay anyone evil for evil. Be careful to do what is right in the eyes of everybody. If it is possible, as far as it depends on you, live at peace with everyone. Do not take revenge, my friends, but leave room for God's wrath, for it is written: "It is mine to avenge; I will repay,"says the Lord. On the contrary: "If your enemy is hungry, feed him; if he is thirsty, give him something to drink. In doing this, you will heap burning coals on his head." Do not be overcome by evil, but overcome evil with good."
Wow. Thankfully God had Paul write "And I am certain that God, who began the good work within you, will continue his work until it is finally finished on the day when Christ Jesus returns." (Philippians 1:6). It is only the Lord who can accomplish this in me.
The schedule was great. It started on Friday evening, permitting plenty of time for shopping, dinner and more before beginning. Saturday there was a nice 4 1/2 hour free time in the afternoon for more shopping, rest, fellowship and whatever else a Rocky Mountain woman would like to do in Billings, MT. Sunday morning was our last time together and we had plenty of time to hang out, shop, eat, etc. (AGAIN!) before feeling the need to head home. It was so nice not to have a rushed schedule!
I felt like I needed the getaway. My job at church is still a bit of an adjustment and I was thinking a break, refreshing, and some awesome girl time was in order. I got all of that and more. What a sweet time. I traveled and roomed with my wonderful friend, Molly the Marvelous. We laughed, cried, shared, shopped, encouraged, challenged, teased, and enjoyed one another. It was good.
I enjoyed time with other ladies from our church and reconnecting with ladies from other churches that I have gotten to know and love through Kidz Kamp each summer. I made sure to put the pressure on them to return this June as well. God willing I will see them again in June and Molly the Marvelous is going to go this year! Yay!
I was glad to come home with God pressing things into my heart. I will share that with you in the next post. I would post a picture of our weekend together but Molly the Marvelous has the pics on her camera.
Thursday, April 8, 2010
That's just the honest truth about where I am at.
However, just because I have a thick, calloused, protective wall around my wounded doggy heart doesn't mean I don't honor the desire and readiness that my guys have for the "right" dog. Jack, the last attempt, was NOT the "right" dog.
The Prairie Kid was told that after The Prairie Daddy's ultrasound season was over that we'd start looking for the "right" dog. The ultrasound season is winding up.
Here is our list for the "right" dog:
- Border Collie or Border Collie mix
- good with kids and cats
- not a runner; does not chase wildlife, cattle or cats
- 3 or 4 years old; definitely over the naughty puppy behaviors
- stays in the yard without being tied up
- house broken
- doesn't shed a lot
- not too high energy
- cleans up its own poop, does laundry and dishes (okay, just kidding, but I wish these were reasonable expectations)
Some people might read that list and think "yeah right, good luck finding that kind of a dog" but we know they exist...Gus was just this and so much more. Our brother's dog, Patches, is this and so much more too.
Today I was reading the classifieds and a gal going into the military is looking for a new home for a Border Collie. He is 4. He is house-broken. He is fine with cats. He doesn't chase rabbits. He doesn't shed too much. He comes back after being called. He is cute. (His name is Jack though...)
The animal shelter also has a Border Collie named Cody. He is 3. He is good with kids. He is fine around horses. He is cute too. He is house-broken, cage-trained, cuddles and plays tug-o-war. He has a blue eye. Here are the pics of him from the web:
Boy, oh boy, I might be in BIG trouble.
Monday, April 5, 2010
There were some hidden really well for the older boys
Grandpa tried to tell us there were "M&M's" on the ground...I thought they looked more like Milk Duds.
"7, 8, 9..."
There's one more out there! Hurry!
Family Photo Opp
Jesus, thank you for giving us such a reason to celebrate!
There is just something about kids in their Easter outfits. It is one of my favorites parts of the day. Oh, they are just SO cute! And of course I am partial to my own in his Easter duds. I actually bought him a suit for this year. He was way sweeter then all of the Easter candy combined! I took pictures of him everywhere we went. Poor kid.
It was only 32 degrees out that morning. Good thing The Prairie Daddy brought The Prairie Kid's work gloves!
Just say go already, Tio!
Thankfully today is still Easter break for The Prairie Kid and I don't have much going on. I think it might be a day to sneak a movie in for myself. I can't remember the last time I did that. Maybe six weeks ago?
The holiday was worth all of the energy and time however. Enjoy the next posts!
Friday, April 2, 2010
He actually burned the crumbs after he collected them with the spoon and feather
The Four Cups
The water and bowl and towel used to wash each guests hands
The Matzah...with piercings, stripes and bruises.
The "host mother" (me) lights the candles and reads a prayer