Saturday, April 25, 2009
There are some people who are totally unemployable in the spiritual realm. They are spiritually feeble and weak, and they refuse to do anything unless they are supernaturally inspired. The proof that our relationship is right with God is that we do our best whether we feel inspired or not.
One of the worst traps a Christian worker can fall into is to become obsessed with his own exceptional moments of inspiration. When the Spirit of God gives you a time of inspiration and insight, you tend to say, "Now that I’ve experienced this moment, I will always be like this for God." No, you will not, and God will make sure of that. Those times are entirely the gift of God. You cannot give them to yourself when you choose. If you say you will only be at your best for God, as during those exceptional times, you actually become an intolerable burden on Him. You will never do anything unless God keeps you consciously aware of His inspiration to you at all times. If you make a god out of your best moments, you will find that God will fade out of your life, never to return until you are obedient in the work He has placed closest to you, and until you have learned not to be obsessed with those exceptional moments He has given you.
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
But I finally scrapbooked again! Fresh pictures always help! This was a free night of scrapping too, as the papers were either part of a kit I won over on Scrap it Forward blog or from my mom, and the letters were from the kit and from Lisa. Now I'm off to read the latest Donna Leon book, I'm almost finished!
Sunday, April 19, 2009
Saturday, April 18, 2009
"Answer me, " she said, looking around my apartment. "Is learning just putting things on a shelf or is it discarding whatever is no longer useful and then continuing on your way feeling lighter?"
Friday, April 17, 2009
One of my mom's guesses (she worked in the building where JB Hudson's was located, so I thought she'd have it for sure, but Chris, my friend from Boston's correct answer was even more surprising!) was the Foshay Tower.
Thursday, April 16, 2009
Lisa and I have talked on and off the last few months about teaching Ben some sign language. Many believe that infants can learn sign language to communicate earlier than they have the necessary development to form verbal language. We haven't settled on any specific vocabulary yet and I have been exploring options, as has Lisa.
Tuesday, April 14, 2009
Monday, April 13, 2009
Took this cool photo recently and thought it would be great for a trivia game.
Question 2: Where is this grate located?
Saturday, April 11, 2009
A more recent addition to our homeschool group, this guy is so cool and handy and doesn't seem to mind helping out with the younger kids who all look up to him.
Andrew has been saying murff nearly constantly for the last few days. Its what a character in the 39 clues book series says (a cat of course!) So this layout about his funny birthday cake had to record this little verbal idiosyncrasy for sure!
Our neighbors are away at their dad's this weekend, which gave me some time to scrap some of the pictures I've taken of them!
A fav of mine for the evening. Just a silly way to record our Easter egg decorating for the year. This is styled after Leachy, who always makes such bright and happy layouts.
This is way cute in person, the photos and paper got muddy in this evening light. Just a simple little layout about Ben's ongoing development.
Andrew and I stumbled across a book series when preparing for our kids book club a few weeks ago, and Gregor fever has taken over our house since! It all started with Gregor the Overlander. I got it out of the library and Scott read it aloud to Andrew. Yes, even though Andrew is a fabulous reader Scott has still maintained the bonding experience of reading to Andrew aloud.
Friday, April 10, 2009
I mainly use this on Fridays, which I try to make a little more fun and free, and he likes the online setting over paper drills.
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
Last night we found out that the lovely next door neighbor boy that we have so been enjoying these last few weeks has been diagnosed with ADHD and will begin medication today. Of course we are not criticizing the mom's choice...we realize the utter luxury of our opinion, in that we have formed a lifestyle, at great cost, which affords us the right to handle our boy in a different manner. The child looked worried, but said in the end it will just be like taking his allergy medicine, right? Every encounter with this approach renews my efforts to continue to find ways to help Andrew learn to focus naturally. Because you see Andrew exhibits a far higher concentration of ADHD behaviors than this boy...in fact both Scott and I were SHOCKED to hear that he had received such a diagnosis. Last night I had two nightmares about lost boys...the first about this child, where I was rushing, as one always does in nightmares, to try to save him from some great harm. Andrew came into my room in the middle of that nightmare and slept with me for an hour because he too was having bad dreams. Then, later just before dawn I dreamed Andrew was locked inside a school and they would not give him back. They tricked me into leaving, then wouldn't answer the intercom when I tried to get back in to him. Rough night...
Friday, April 3, 2009
We certainly still are head over heels in love with our three existing children and our surrogate baby Ben, but we have taken on a couple more halflings in the last few weeks. Right next door to us, Lisa and her kids moved in last September, and of course thanks to the evil winter, we really didn't see them much. Then a few weeks ago the kids met up outdoors and we've totally adopted them ever since.
Sometimes when we are teaching Andrew something new in math, he tries to wrestle the control of the conversation away, and in an annoyed tone, tells us he already knows how to do the problem. Sometimes he is able to stumble through, but usually its a long painful process. Other times, of course he has no clue and so he sits in stony silence, an impasse reached, as he refuses to be taught and yet cannot solve his own problem.
Wednesday, April 1, 2009
Two days ago I came home from work to see a ducking stool, miniature sized of course, with a victim waiting for sentencing. I was informed by the nine year old student that the Puritans generally issued this punishment to "scolds", women who spoke in shrewish tones to their husbands.
Words and Music by Keith Getty & Stuart Townend
Copyright © 2001 Kingsway Thankyou Music
In Christ alone my hope is found;
He is my light, my strength, my song;
This cornerstone, this solid ground,
Firm through the fiercest drought and storm.
What heights of love, what depths of peace,
When fears are stilled, when strivings cease!
My comforter, my all in all—
Here in the love of Christ I stand.
In Christ alone, Who took on flesh,
Fullness of God in helpless babe!
This gift of love and righteousness,
Scorned by the ones He came to save.
Till on that cross as Jesus died,
The wrath of God was satisfied;
For ev'ry sin on Him was laid—
Here in the death of Christ I live.
There in the ground His body lay,
Light of the world by darkness slain;
Then bursting forth in glorious day,
Up from the grave He rose again!
And as He stands in victory,
Sin's curse has lost its grip on me;
For I am His and He is mine—
Bought with the precious blood of Christ.
No guilt in life, no fear in death—
This is the pow'r of Christ in me;
From life's first cry to final breath,
Jesus commands my destiny.
No pow'r of hell, no scheme of man,
Can ever pluck me from His hand;
Till He returns or calls me home—
Here in the pow'r of Christ I'll stand.