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Unless the Lord builds the house, those who build it labor in vain. Psalm 127:1
Monday, August 20, 2007
The Flying Fish!
Saturday, August 18, 2007
And the winner is...................
Then they were off on a 10 mile bike ride around the lake through Blue jay.
Go Dan! Go! I think he said at this point he was wondering what he had got himself into.
Here we are waiting for Dan to round the corner. After the bike ride they had a 3 mile run to the finish. Morgan is holding a sign she made for her daddy to cheer him on. I think Ryanne is wondering why with a cracked shoulder (you have to read previous post) we brought her up the to the race at all. All in all she was a trooper.
Here is Dan and a few other guys from the fire department at the finish line. I think they were all so glad to have just survived at that point. I think they were a little bummed when I told them a 12 year old boy had smoke them all. They said it was because he had nothing to do all summer except lay around and swim...............hhmmmmmm, nope I think he just kicked everyones but sorry boys!! :)
Friday, August 17, 2007
Mother of the year award...........Probably not
Wednesday, August 15, 2007
Hebrews 4:12
I ran into an old friend last night who I hadn't seen in year and we had a blast catching up on each others kids and lives. Then he asked me about something he had heard about a mutual friend of ours (we all attended the same church for many years) I was instantly sad becuase the reason he heard this untrue thing about these friends was via someone who just wanted to tear them down and gossip without any real facts. They somehow felt that spreading things that were unloving, unkind, and untrue was their responsiblity. I took a deep breath and prayed silently that I would dig deep and find tact before I set the record straight. Isnt' it funny how an impromtu reunion can turn sour and leave you feeling like you have weights on your shoulders because one person chose to tear someone down? I mean why is it so hard for us to build each other up? Why do we feel like the world isn't a hard enough place so we make it harder by helping Satan tare each other down? I mean how wronf is it that our tongue does so much damage. What if I hadn't run into my friend and set the record straight? He would have walked around with that false information about our friends, maybe told someone else, and so the cycle continues. As I was spending time in the word this morning I came across this verse.
For the word of God is living and active. Sharper than any double-edged sword, it penetrates even to diving soul and spirit, joints and marrow; it judges the thoughts and attitudes of the heart. Nothing in all creation is hidden from Gods sight. Everything is uncovered and laid bare before the eyes of him to whom we must account. Hebrews 4:12-13
Thank you God that you know my heart and my intentions. Thank you that you cut to the core and keep me on my toes. Make me sensitive to those around me but also honest and truthful. Create in me a clean heart oh God. Amen.
Sunday, August 12, 2007
Two posts in one day?
Welcome to the family baby Tyler!!
Wednesday, August 8, 2007
Just another day at the beach.....
ok, so usually I am not brave enough to go to the beach withoutout my husband but this particular day we had no choice since he got ordered over and we had already RSVP for a birthday party; so after bribing my aunt to no end we all loaded up and headed out for our "relaxing" day at the beach. Do you remember those days of past when you would just throw a towel, a radio, and a bottle of water in the car and that was all you needed for the day? You would lay on the beach with your eyes closed and just relax? Ya' its foggy for me too. :) Well, if you follow the sequence of the pictures you can see my girls playing in the water and having fun but then the next shot is of Ryanne being pulled up and it looks like Morgan is just sitting there right? Oh no my children tried tirelessly to drown that day. They kept getting knocked over and I would have to grab them as they were being sucked out. They thought it was funny (being fearless and all) so as you look at the next photo you see a not so happy mama pulling them back up to the beach to "just be" for a few minutes. The last photo is of my Aunt who was the photographer (poporatzi) totally spelled wrong I am sure but she just kept snapping away not realizing that every shot was not only of my butt (nice) but also me wondering where the relaxing days of summer had gone. The water + my children is NEVER relaxing. Oh well, how boring life would be without our little bundles of energy right?