Love Song From a Savior

A friend shared this on my FB wall today and I share it with you partially because I know it came at the right time for me but also because I want to have it saved in a place I can get to easily.........

My Child ~
You may not know me, but I know everything about you ~ Psalm 139:1
I know when you sit down and when you rise up ~ Psalm 139:2
I am familiar with all your ways ~ Psalm 139:3
Even the very hairs on your head are numbered ~ Matthew 10:29-31
For you were made in my image ~ Genesis 1:27
In me you live and move and have your being ~ Acts 17:28
For you are my offspring ~ Acts 17:28
I knew you even before you were conceived ~ Jeremiah 1:4-5
I chose you when I planned creation ~ Ephesians 1:11-12
You were not a mistake, for all your days are written in my book ~ Psalm 139:15-16
I determined the exact time of your birth and where you would live ~ Acts 17:26
You are fearfully and wonderfully made ~ Psalm 139:14
I knit you together in your mother's womb ~ Psalm 139:13
And brought you forth on the day you were born ~ Psalm 71:6
I have been misrepresented by those who don't know me ~ John 8:41-44
I am not distant and angry, but am the complete expression of love ~ 1 John 4:16
And it is my desire to lavish my love on you ~ 1 John 3:1
Simply because you are my child and I am your father ~ 1 John 3:1
I offer you more than your earthly father ever could ~ Matthew 7:11
For I am the perfect father ~ Matthew 5:48
Every good gift that you receive comes from my hand ~ James 1:17
For I am your provider and I meet all your needs ~ Matthew 6:31-33
My plan for your future has always been filled with hope ~ Jeremiah 29:11
Because I love you with an everlasting love ~ Jeremiah 31:3
My thoughts toward you are countless as the sand on the seashore ~ Psalm 139:17-18
And I rejoice over you with singing ~ Zephaniah 3:17
I will never stop doing good to you ~ Jeremiah 32:40
For you are my treasured possession ~ Exodus 19:5
I desire to establish you with all my heart and all my soul ~ Jeremiah 32:41
And I want to show you great and marvelous things ~ Jeremiah 33:3
If you seek me with all your heart, you will find me ~ Deuteronomy 4:29
Delight in me and I will give you the desires of your heart ~ Psalm 37:4
For it is I who gave you those desires ~ Philippians 2:13
I am able to do more for you than you could possibly imagine ~ Ephesians 3:20
For I am your greatest encourager ~ 2 Thessalonians 2:16-17
I am also the Father who comforts you in all your troubles ~ 2 Corinthians 1:3-4
When you are brokenhearted, I am close to you ~ Psalm 34:18
As a shepherd carries a lamb, I have carried you close to my heart ~ Isaiah 40:11
One day I will wipe away every tear from your eyes ~ Revelation 21:3-4
And I'll take away all the pain you have suffered on this earth ~ Revelation 21:3-4
I am your Father, and I love you even as I love my son, Jesus ~ John 17:23
For in Jesus, my love for you is revealed ~ John 17:26
He is the exact representation of my being ~ Hebrews 1:3
He came to demonstrate that I am for you, not against you ~ Romans 8:31
And to tell you that I am not counting your sins ~ 2 Corinthians 5:18-19
Jesus died so that you and I could be reconciled ~ 2 Corinthians 5:18-19
His death was the ultimate expression of my love for you ~ 1 John 4:10
I gave up everything I loved that I might gain your love ~ Romans 8:31-32
If you receive the gift of my son Jesus, you receive me ~ 1 John 2:23
And nothing will ever separate you from my love again ~ Romans 8:38-39
Come home and I'll throw the biggest party heaven has ever seen ~ Luke 15:7
I have always been Father, and will always be Father ~ Ephesians 3:14-15
My question is ~ Will you be my child? ~ John 1:12-13
I am waiting for you ~ Luke 15:11-32



Love, Your Dad, Almighty God

Heinz 57 Adventures

I am trying to figure out how to tell you the story of the time I sat down on the toilet and, for two seconds, thought I was dying because somehow a ketchup packet had gotten between the toilet lid and the toilet bowl and when I applied gluteus maximus pressure, the packet exploded red all over my legs and the cabinet of Real Simple magazines that sits across the bathroom from the toilet. (Longest blog sentence ever written?)

 I am not quite sure how to explain that it was only when I smelled the ketchup that I realized I was not mysteriously dying.

 And I am dubious that I should tell you that, before I cleaned it up, I called the kids in to see the condiment carnage.

I will tell you that my sister laughed really heard and immediately asked of she could tell her husband Kris.

And I will tell you the completely fantastic fact that upon pondering the bizarre event, it actually made a little bit of sense.

Exer-Saucing ... Again

Seven Years Ago......

Four Years Ago.....

Four Days Ago.......

Yes, We've Done This Before

Cottontail Conundrum

The more thought I put behind the programming my children and I enjoy, the more confused I become while reflecting on the outlandish circumstances in which they abide. And while we have enjoyed Max and Ruby with all 3 of the kids so far, Ella really seems to have a problem with it......

"Mommy, I don't know why Max and Ruby don't have a Mommy or Daddy......maybe their Mommy died and right before she died she said, 'Ruby, take care of Max.' But Max doesn't obey very well."

Anyone else have a better Max and Ruby theory? Because Ella and I are about ready to call Bunny CPS.

Gold Doubloons for Christmas

"'Yo Ho Ho! I'm Santa, I have a big tummy because I ate a lot of cookies!'"

"Ella, Santa says 'Ho ho ho.' A pirate says 'Yo ho ho.'"

"Oh.................................. 'Yo ho ho! I'm Santa and I am dressed up as a pirate!'"



Don't mess with the girl's imagination. It can turn on a dime.
                     

The Chronicled Thoughts of 2am

-I have read all of the opinions on Facebook, both pro and con, and I have decided that 2013 is going to be the year of the Intentional Oxford Comma. Meaning, I will intentionally be using the Oxford comma in things like lists, blogs, and letters despite my general dislike of it due to the cluttered appearance it gives my sentences, posts and correspondence. (See what I did there?)

-13 Days till school starts and I feel that I still owe my kiddos a summer. Only one trip to the beach and very few nights ended with sun kissed Zabs collapsed in exhaustion on my couch. We also haven't camped in the backyard yet. I have 13 days to fix this.

-The Olympics are trying to kill me. I can't stay up watching all of the evening broadcast every night and yet when I turn on last night's recorded program, I want more and watch some of the current night's programming. (Does that even make sense?) And yet, I still feel like I am missing out on events! Like the equestrian stuff! And how in the world does someone get hurt in the "foil" events? Are they using real swords? And did you know men play field hockey? Or have you turned on a Handball game? Nathan and I were really disappointed it wasn't schoolyard handball. We were looking for the Olympic version of "Butt's Up" or "Donkey Kong" and some awesome Red Rubber Ball action.

-If you are watching the Olympics, are you a USA only watcher? David and I like it all but Nate and Lu are split with one interested only in his mother country and the other concerned that all countries get equal and fair attention from her. After all, they work so hard to get there!

- There is a skunk outside my bedroom window. Seeing how it is 2am and dark, I will leave it to your deductive reasoning skills to solve how I became aware of the skunk. Get all CSI up in this place.

- Ever met someone and thought about how they might Google you and you think about how you want your life to look all cool if they find you on Facebook so you set your coolest looking pictures and funniest status updates to "Public" so they will, upon viewing your timeline, be filled with an overwhelming desire to be your friend?

-Ever thought you should take your Pop's advice and voice only every other thought that comes into your head so you don't look like you are totally insane?

-How much are one's 2am thoughts worth? About 20 cents. Which is close to the Olympic medal street value. This was also a great disappointment to Nathan today. (Bronze: $4.50!!) He has wagered about $10,000 for a gold. Hopefully this will not dash his 9 year old hope of being an Olympian in archery because "the bows and arrows look totally awesome!" Totally another event we haven't thoroughly covered.

Warning: Contains Potentially Offensive Language

(Seriously, it does.)

We are sitting at dinner, leftovers as usual. (Leftovers from what? Anyone ever watch that comedy/horror movie called "Parents" about the family that always had leftovers but never "firsts" and it turned out the dad was bringing his work home with him? And he worked at the morgue?)

ANYWAY....

Suddenly Nathan calls out "can-a-b!tch!"

"What?!" David says.

Nathan points to the TV.

"CINN-A-B!TCH!" Lucy exclaims.

The TV is on the Music Choice Light Classical station. At the moment, "Symphony No. 22 in C Major" is being played by the London Mozart Players. Only they weren't playing Mozart. They were playing.... CANNABICH.

David called me into the dining room (do you love that I call it a dining room when it really is just a big table sitting at one end of our living room or "Room Where Clean Laundry Piles Go to Die?") and he asks me, "How do you pronounce that name?" In the background Nathan and Lucy are saying it over and over as many times as they can "can-a-b!tch-cinn-a-b!tch-can-a-b!tch-cinn-a-b!tch."

"Um, I am pretty sure the end of the name doesn't have the 'ch' sound so it's 'can-a-bick'" I fudge and cast a knowing glance at David.

"Oooohhhhh!!" The kids say.

And dinner continues.
And David and I wipe the laughs off our faces.
And I sit down and type the story out for all of you.

The Moral of the story is.....Classical Music isn't as safe as you thought it was. Might as well turn on the Heavy Rap channel.

AND

How are you SUPPOSED to pronounce "Cannabich?"

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Bake Cake, Insert Candles

The alarm goes off and he gets out of bed. I already sit in my rocking chair, half asleep and half awake, feeding our sweet Baby Charlie Girl.

Him: (whispered) Happy Birthday Sweetie.
Me: Thank you.
Him: How old are you now?
Me: 35
Him: Sweet! You could run for president!
Me: I should be president. But you wouldn't vote for me.
Him: What? Yes I would!
Me: No you wouldn't. I'm not conservative enough.
Him: I would vote for you....I'm your husband.
Me: Nope.
Him: Are you trying to tell me you are a flaming liberal?
Me: No, just not what you are looking for. Besides, I'm a woman.
Him: But you're MY woman...................ugh, whatever, don't change the subject: Happy Birthday!

When I came downstairs, I discovered that he got the last word on the fridge.....

Even Though....

...we JUST had a decently sized argument, took care of what we needed to take care of and are all better now, I still cannot resist posting this.



Working toward that goal one day at a time.

Hard to Believe.....