how cute is this??

Yesterday my dad had to have a root canal so Hannah & I had prayer for him a couple of times together throughout the day. I would say to her "Come on, Hannah, we need to pray for Poppie, he's sick", and then we would fold our hands and I would pray.
Well today she has already come to me twice with her hands folded saying, "Poppie, poppie". She is asking to pray for her Poppie. Isn't that soo cute?? Needless to say, the man's tooth is covered in prayer. :)

prayers requested

Please pray for my 6 year old friend Gideon. Last night he was diagnosed with a brain tumor.
His mom, Shannon, I'm sure will keep her blog updated with regular posts.

peas, peas, peas

Last week I, along with the rest of America, sat on the floor glued to the television watching a helium balloon floating through the air that we all believed contained a little 6 year old boy. I listened to the news reporters giving out all sorts of details about how this scenario would not end well if there the little boy truly was in the balloon. Certainly he has passed out by now from all the helium fumes, they said; there is only a plywood board holding him in the balloon so when it lands, there is no way the plywood will keep him safe. On & on they went describing tragedy. And so I sat there staring at the television, silently praying for a miracle. Hannah & the little boy I babysit were playing around me. Once we saw the balloon descending to the ground, my prayers became audible. I sat there with 2 babies crawling over and around me, with my hands clasped together saying, "Please, Jesus, keep him safe; please keep him safe, please keep him safe". I heard Hannah saying something repeatedly and so I stopped my prayers and looked over at her. There she stood with her hands clasped saying, "Peas, peas, peas" (translated: please, please, please) over and over.
Thankfully, as we all now know, there was no little boy in the balloon. He was safe in his home.
But later in the day as I was retelling the story to a group of ladies from my church, my heart was struck. I suddenly became so aware of my responsibilities to my children and even to the little one I babysit. My actions are going to impact their lives. And as I am raising a little girl, she will become what she sees in me; she will imitate me.
And so the Lord began to show me that I need to pay more attention to my actions in order to display my faith and trust in Jesus. I need to be actively, daily, constantly teaching her about the goodness of God (Deut. 6:7-9). I need to pray out loud more often to display to her what it means to pray and why we pray. I need to read the Bible daily to her in order for her to know that I truly do believe that the "word of God is living and active and sharper than any two-edged sword, and piercing as far as the division of soul and spirit..."
I need to allow God to control our days together, because we all need to learn"to number our days, that we may apply our hearts unto wisdom" (Psalm 90:12) I refuse to raise my children with the mind set of "do as I say and not as I do". The Lord has placed these children in my watch care & I better make sure, with the Lord guiding me and controlling me, that they are raised to fear the Lord and to know His goodness and His justness, to know His wrath & His never-ending mercy, to know the love of the Lord, "to taste and see that the Lord is good".

Psalm 78:1-8
Give ear, O my people, to my teaching; incline your ears to the words of my mouth! 2 I will open my mouth in a parable; I will utter dark sayings from of old, 3 things that we have heard and known, that our fathers have told us. 4 We will not hide them from their children, but tell to the coming generation the glorious deeds of the Lord, and his might, and the wonders that he has done. 5 He established a testimony in Jacob and appointed a law in Israel, which he commanded our fathers to teach to their children, 6 that the next generation might know them, the children yet unborn, and arise and tell them to their children, 7 so that they should set their hope in Godand not forget the works of God, but keep his commandments; 8 and that they should not be like their fathers, a stubborn and rebellious generation, a generation whose heart was not steadfast, whose spirit was not faithful to God.

confession

okay, internet, i have a confession. i have been waiting a full month to report my experiment to you so i would have good, reliable results. (and i do so hope you will still be my friend after you read this.)
i haven't worn deodorant in a month now and guess what: i don't stink!!! isn't that amazing!!
i ran out of deodorant a month ago today and i used some of Charlie's boy deodorant & i smelled like a boy all day long (didn't like that). and i just haven't remembered since to buy deodorant and apparently that's okay.
i mentioned my experiment to charlie last week and he gave me a strange look and went on as if i hadn't just confessed to him that i hadn't worn deodorant for almost 4 weeks. but i'll take that as a good sign because if i was stinky he would have told me.
i suppose i just won't wear deodorant until i smell myself.
but it got me thinking, what if none of us stink. what if the deodorant company (obviously proctor & gamble) has just convinced us that we stink. i really think, internet, that you should try this. its been really fun (i live a sad life, uh?).
these pregnancy hormones must be doing my body good, uh?

She likes helping

just one of those days

I'm not endorsing this show, I just saw this on a commercial today and thought "THAT WAS MY DAY TODAY!!!!" & I wanted to share it. (the actual video is TEN minutes long!!!!)

sudden, intense happiness

**Note: this is not a deep thought provoking post; it just what I have been obsessed with ALL DAY, which my husband says leads him to the conclusion that I have issues.**

Do you know Felicity? The show? Its my all time FAVORITE!! I love it, I mean LOVE it. Most people don't. Most people totally do not get it. But me, oh I get it; it speaks to my soul. It was on TV from 98-02, the same time I was in college. As soon as it came out on DVD I bought it and watched it ENDLESSLY. For a long time I was the only one I knew who watched it since it was no longer a current show. But then I discovered that my friend Shannon, who had been in Ireland for quite some time, also shared my deep passion for Felicity. So we watched it together, you know, because we both got it. We both dreamed of being Felicity when we grew up (mind you, we were 25 when we watched it together). But then she moved back to Ireland, so now alone I watch Felicity.
Usually something in my life will happen and it will remind me of an episode, so I watch a couple of episodes late at night after Charlie has gone to bed (he so does NOT get it!). But last week and this week I had a deep desire to watch Felicity and so I have been on a Felicity kick. I finished Junior year today and went to begin Senior Year and I can't find it ANYWHERE!!! I have searched and searched and searched but it is gone. Who knows where and guess what, Blockbuster doesn't carry it - I called.
You probably don't understand the deep, intense devastation I feeling right now. That's okay, you don't get it. But I just had to share it with you, my current sense of loss. I'm going to go to a local used bookstore/dvd store and see if they have it by some random chance. I hope they do, I really, really hope they do. Until then, I'll be watching season 4 on YouTube.

(Don't judge me.)