Saturday, February 28, 2009

That darn Proverbs

I  came across Proverbs 26: 27 this morning as I was doing my AWESOME Esther study. 

"If a man digs a pit, he will fall into it; If a man rolls a stone, it will roll back on him."

Falling into a pit.  Getting rolled over by a stone.  Yep. That pretty much describes me. But this book of wisdom says that I'm not only the victim when this happens, but my own arch rival!  You mean I set myself up for pits?  You mean I can't shift the blame?  I can't make excuses?  This stinks.  Didn't Eve teach us how to do this in the Garden? Excuse me, but I think it's all her fault.  Ok, maybe not.

I was talking to Tara earlier and she reminded me that we never realize we're getting ourselves into messes until after the fact.  I picture myself holding this hot pink shovel fully equipped with rhinestones and all things sparkly.  The tool is pretty.  I give God a glance, a quick thought, and start working.  The task at hand isn't sin in itself, in fact, it's moral and what I think God would want me to do.  Before I know it, I'm sitting in this not so obvious pit I've dug around me wondering why God isn't blessing my efforts or sometimes it's more like, "how in the world did I end up here?"  As I vigorously dig, I find myself getting deeper and deeper, searching for a glimpse of God amongst the dirt & worms, crying out to Him to rescue me from the pit.   

Proverbs 2:7 offers me hope

"He holds victory in store for the upright, he is a shield to those whose walk is blameless, for he guards the course of the just and protects the way of his faithful ones."

So here's my resolve: that I would focused on Him and gain the victory of life and heavenly joy & abundance.  

I don't want to focus on what He wants me to do, where He wants me to go or who He wants me to be.  I want to focus on Him.  Only then will I end up doing what He wants me to do, go where He wants me to go & be who He wants me to be.  

Then maybe I won't fall into those pits I will inevitably dig and will side step those gianormous stones that keep rolling back to me like a determined boom-a-rang with Satan's face on it.

Don't you just love Proverbs?  It's like a big fat mirror that you just can't escape.

Thursday, February 26, 2009

Thursday thoughts

I'm thinking I have spring fever because all I want to do is organize my entire house and clean!  Wait...I want to do this all the time...but especially today! 

Here's some cuteness for Aunt Stef

About to get in the tub
Excuse me while I take this very important call

Look at you!

I love getting my diaper changed 
in the back seat of the car

I love my Gramey!

Tuesday, February 24, 2009

Are you part of a healthy church?

I just listened to Matt Chandler's sermon titled "Members" twice.  It's good.  

A few of the many things I took away from this sermon: 

Healthy places take holiness seriously. 

A healthy church is a church filled with men & women who genuinely love one another and genuinely love participating with one another in Biblical community...doing life together. 

A healthy church is a church that's filled with men and women who at the end of the day see Scripture as the final authority on all things. 

A healthy church is an open-handed community....what's the opposite...a catering to capitalism:  
The church exists to give ME a pleasant experience.  
So I want it to be easy to get into.  
I want to walk in to a latte. BAM! Thank you!  Mocha, pop, shot of it in there!
I want to sit down on a chair that vibrates.  
I want the music to be poppy.  
I would like some fog and a laser to draw  a picture of a cross while you sing and I listen comfortably from my chair.
Then I'd like a message anywhere from 20-22 minutes.
Don't make me feel uncomfortable about my life.  Make me feel good.  IN FACT, LET'S NOT EVEN TALK ABOUT JESUS!  Let's just reference something that we all have issue with.  So let's talk about the fact that we're in a recession and we need to walk together and encourage one another through that recession.  BUT DON'T TALK ABOUT SIN. DON'T TALK ABOUT THE CROSS. DON'T TALK ABOUT ANYTHING WHERE I MIGHT ACTUALLY HAVE TO REPENT AND CONFESS AND DO BUSINESS WITH THE DEEP LEVELS OF MY HEART.

AND THEN dismiss in a timely matter.  Get me out to my car and get me home.  After you retina scan me and launch my kid down the slide.  I'd like my children to have face paint on, a new t-shirt and for Sponge Bob Square Pants to have actually taught my kids how not to lie to me and to obey me.  

Listen to sermon here!!!!

Thursday, February 19, 2009

MOOving On

Sorry for the delay in Mama's update.  My sister Alexis stayed with us all of last week. We had a great time with her.  She's doing really really well now.  

Anyways, I'm sure you were all on the edge of your seats in anticipation.  WILL SHE PULL THROUGH OR NOT???

She actually died last Saturday night after my last post.  Since it was the weekend, she had to lay there all day Sunday and half of Monday.  Finally, a large...I mean LARGE...truck pulled up next to the cow pin where she was.  My curious mind compelled me to go outside and watch.  What was I thinking?  I mean, it couldn't be pretty.  I guess I hoped for some type of sweet final departure.  

The guy, we'll call him Phillip, got out of the truck.  

ME: Hello.  You have a dirty job, huh?
PHILILP: (grins): It has it perks!
ME: Uh...was that a joke or are you just a creeper? Maybe it does take a creeper perp to do what you are about to do day after day  (Ok ok, so I thought this. I would never say that).  Then again, maybe he's just trying to provide for his family and he's just thankful for a paycheck. Maybe that's what he meant by "perks".  I don't know. 
ME outloud this time: So do you need help? (volunteering Lex to help move the dead 14,000 pound cow, here I go again with my dumb questions)
PHILLIP: No, I can do it.  
ME: You can lift her all by yourself?!
PHILLIP: Oh, I don't have to lift her.

Then he opens the back of the truck and much to my shock and disbelief I see a mound of dead horses and cows.  We're talking like at least 20.  I couldn't believe what I was seeing.  So much for a sweet departure, right?

Then Phillip puts a chain around Mama's neck and flips the switch.  She gets dragged up a ramp where she is united with the other poor little deadies.  

Bye bye Mama.  

Then Allen comes out (cow owner) and he and Phillip discuss putting the service on a credit card.  How can you think of money at a time like this?  I was still in major shock from what I just witnessed.

The next day the other 4 cows are back in the big pen where Mama cow was.  I think they were wondering what happened to her though.  And I know poor little baby cow was wanting its mother.  

Saturday, February 14, 2009

Mama's last Valentine's Day

You aren't going to believe this but Mama is still alive!  She made it through the night and all day today.  When I woke up I looked out the window and thought for sure she was dead.  I had a crazy dream that one of the other cows came over to lay on top of her to keep her warm.  

Tara & Emily came over today so I took them over there to see her.  We were standing there telling her goodbye when all of a sudden we heard groaning.  I got so excited when I realized it was her!  You could barely see her sides rise when she took a breath.  As of 7pm tonight she was still breathing.  I was going to post some pics but Tara told me that was morbid.    

At dinner tonight we prayed that she would pass soon so she won't have to suffer anymore.  We also prayed for Allen.  That's a big animal to lose.  Not that size has any bearing on emotional attachment.  

I cooked a special Valentine's dinner for Mikah and Abbi.  They are Lex's nieces that live with his parents.  They actually have custody of them now.  Lex's sister lives in Florida and has very little to do with them.  They've been through so much.  

It was a nice night.  Lex had to work so it was just the four of us girls.  I created a masterpiece table setting & delicious Italian dinner.  P.S.  ANNERSON ROLLED OVER FOR THE FIRST TIME BACK TO FRONT!  

This was right after she rolled over.  She couldn't figure out how to get her arm out from under her.  She was so proud of herself though :)

Thanks Tara and Emily for helping with the brownies.  Also, thanks for "spell checking" my menu.  Even though we didn't catch one word until it was TOO LATE! They didn't notice though.  

His banner over me is love!!!!

How great is the love the Father has lavished on us, that we should be called children of God!  
1 John 3: 1

There is no fear in love.  But perfect love drives out fear, because fear has to do with punishment. 
1 John 4: 18

He has taken me to the banquet hall, and HIS BANNER OVER ME IS LOVE.  
SofS 2:4

I have some amazing valentines this year, but Christ is by far the sweetest.



Update on Mama Cow to come

Friday, February 13, 2009


I have another cow story.  But this one is really sad.  

I have decided that I like the moos that live 20 feet away from our house.  Here's why:

Today I was minding my own business when my mother-in-law called me to tell me that Allen (crazy neighbor) was in the cow pen with "the big cow".  Yes, we have made up names for the cows.  Apparently "the big cow" wasn't moving much & Allen was bent down with her.

Out of pure optimism, we assume that she is in labor.  Awwww...a new little calf.  She had one not too long ago so why not another one? 

So I go over to take pictures...because STEFFANY got onto me for never documenting my cow I run over there to get the perfect before baby and after baby shot.  Um...she doesn't look so good.  Her tummy was really big though.  Hmm.  Why do her eyes look like that?  Weird.  She's breathing!  Ok, this is all natural.  Part of the labor process.

Why not? Looks like a cow in labor.

Poor Mama, she doesn't look so good.

Up close...definitely not looking good.

So then I come back in the house (Marcie is now at the house entertaining Anners while I am playing photo journalist) and google "What does a cow in labor look like?".  Meanwhile, Marcie calls her friend who owns cows to consult with her.  In conclusion, we decide to go back over and look at her "utter area" if you will to see if it is swollen.  It wasn't.

Later on...I go over there with Mikah to see how she is doing.  Allen comes out.  
As he's walking over he's saying, "Is she dead?  Is she dead?"  
Me: "NO! NO! Is she ok?  What's wrong?"
Allen: "She's not gonna make it."  

He kneels down beside her and starts stroking her face.  I mean, he's like really shook up.  His eyes get read and wipes a tear.  He said the vet came out and gave her some sugar water.  She ate her "high end" alfalfa he bought her.  They hoped she'd regain her strength but she never did.  The vet determined that she was old and the newest calf had literally sucked all the life out of her by nursing so long.  

So now we wait for poor Mama (that's her real name) to die.  I feel so sad.  I went from super excited about new life to super sad about no life.  Have you ever watched an animal suffer?  It was awful. 

I asked Allen if she needed a blanket.  What the crap kind of question is that?!!  
"Uh, your cow is really suffering and won't make it through the you think she wants a blanket?"  I didn't know what to say!  How do you comfort a dying cows' owner?  I just felt so bad for her.  She looked so miserable.

He also told me that she weighed 1,400 pounds so they were going to have to come haul her off once she died because he wouldn't be able to do it himself.  Should I have offered Lex's help?  I don't know!!!   

So moral of the story your cow neighbors.  Treat them well.  Let them roam around your yard.  Because you never know when it'll be the last time they do.  
The last time they moo. 



I just spent over an hour reading blogs! I looked up at the clock and before I knew it an hour had passed.  Really?  

How much time will I spend reading God's Word today? No offense people, but it's a lot more interesting, applicable & good for my soul than Blogland.  

So if you are checking all your fav blog updates right now and you haven't spent time with the Lord today, just you and Him that is, stop reading blogs & go do it!  You do have time if you are reading this blog right now.  Come on...He's waiting!!!  

Monday, February 9, 2009


Today has been one of those days where you don't have a worry on your mind.   It's been a while since I felt that way.  It's so nice.  Annerson and I have hung out, mostly doing nothing.  We just spent 45 minutes playing on the floor in her room.  I accidentally caught her rolling over on video.  I had no idea she was going to do it and then all of a sudden (as I'm watching through the camera mind you) I see her roll from tummy to back.  She hadn't done that in a while.  It was fun. 

I did manage to leave the house 1x today.  I drove Mikah & Abbi to Starbucks.  I always enjoy my time with our nieces.  For some reason they think I'm really funny.  I think they are in on a conspiracy with Annerson to laugh at my jokes and silly faces.  I don't mind. 

Oh!  I had a cow adventure today.  Yes...them cows are at it again.  On the way back from the mailbox Annerson and I look up and sure enough, there is a cow about 15 feet from the front door.  I don't know how I didn't see it when we walked out of the house. I slowly walk past it and go inside b/c it's probably going to charge at us (what?) & I have to protect Anner.  Once I'm safe inside I realize that cows don't charge (or do they?) and decide I needed to document the friendly neighbor for the blog.  Not 5 seconds later do I open the door back up to snap the pic & the crazy neighbor starts yelling "Get over here!"  Then he starts herding the cow back into the pen & that was the end of my potentially amazing post w/ cow pic.  Annerson & I watched from the bedroom window.  It was pretty entertaining to watch this guy try to get the cow back in the pen by himself.  

Isn't it funny how Satan really wants you to worry.  I said earlier that it was a worry free day.  But that's only because I chose that mindset.  I could have worried about a lot of things that came into my mind.  But it's nice to dismiss them & enjoy reality...that God is in control, not me.

Friday, February 6, 2009

National Geographic Picture of the Year 2003-2007

Do you know anything about any of these pics?  

Who, what, when, where...that sort of thing.  

In a few days I'll explain each pic. 

Just leave a comment on any of the pics you want to try to explain.  Good luck!












Thursday, February 5, 2009

Spoon in my mouth

Annerson ate cereal for the 1st time on Wednesday!  It went so well.  She didn't know what think. The entire time she had this "Are you guys sure about this?" look on her face.  It was awesome. 

I ended up buying Earth's Best rice cereal.  I fed her shortly after her 2nd feeding.  I think the best part was seeing her sit in her highchair for the 1st time.  She looked so tiny.

She kept sucking on the tray!

Telling Daddy all about the yummy cereal!

Daddy tasting the yummy cereal

Olly felt really left out.  He was in the kitchen pouting.  

Annerson wanted to include Olly in her fun, but he wouldn't have it.

Thank you everyone who posted comments full of WOWs (words of wisdom).  I really appreciate it.  It's just nice to learn from each other !