Tuesday night we were up ALL night with Ty trying to comfort him as he threw up again and again and again. Sawyer woke up Wednesday morning with the runs. Riley just woke up from his nap lying in his vomit, he says he didn't throw up, but his face and bedding said otherwise. Our entire house stinks.
I know that in the real scope of everything in life this is minor, but it sure is stinky!
(And I'm very thankful for washing machines and steam cleaners!!!! But where to start........???)
Thursday, November 29, 2007
Sunday, November 25, 2007
Friday, November 02, 2007
Field Trip
Yesterday the boys preschool class went on a field trip to Goldstream Park. The naturalist told them about the salmon that are in the river spawning right now and then we went out and saw some. It was a fun morning.
Thursday, November 01, 2007
On a totally different note.....
We had fun dressing up and carving pumpkins this week....Batman, Spiderman and Superman...I sure was in good hands!
Food For Thought
This morning on my google-reader it showed that a girl named Boothe had blogged. She is an amazing writer and a friend of my sister-in-law. Just six weeks ago she gave birth to her second baby girl, just 5 weeks ago she said good-bye to that very girl..... her blog from last night made me cry, and think and pray.... when you think of their precious little family maybe you could pray for them too.
Here is a little excerpt from today that really made me reflect on how I view God.
"When Copeland died, I remember smirking. This is the moment, this is the moment my baby daughter breathed her last, and still, You are nowhere to be seen. Surely You'd show up now! I don't know what I expected, but somehow it felt like a let-down, or a betrayal, or a joke. And yet - that moment was holy. How can God be so there and yet so absent? How can we feel Him moving and yet feel so alone?
Thus is the conflict of faith. I find that much of my life is defined by conflict at this point. The battles that wage between the parts of my heart that believe and disbelieve, cry and laugh, walk forward and stand still. It's a remarkably exhausting place to be. This is why I chose to say that these are the words of a girl struggling to "know the God she loves." How you can love someone without really knowing them, fully, is unbeknownst to me. How you can trust someone without having had every hope and desire fulfilled is another mystery. Is it possible - or even okay? - to love someone and not like them that much? Is it all right to decide you aren't sure you want to spend a lot of time with them for a while? But yet you'd like to know they're still around, still available, for when you do? Is it even fair? "
Here is a little excerpt from today that really made me reflect on how I view God.
"When Copeland died, I remember smirking. This is the moment, this is the moment my baby daughter breathed her last, and still, You are nowhere to be seen. Surely You'd show up now! I don't know what I expected, but somehow it felt like a let-down, or a betrayal, or a joke. And yet - that moment was holy. How can God be so there and yet so absent? How can we feel Him moving and yet feel so alone?
Thus is the conflict of faith. I find that much of my life is defined by conflict at this point. The battles that wage between the parts of my heart that believe and disbelieve, cry and laugh, walk forward and stand still. It's a remarkably exhausting place to be. This is why I chose to say that these are the words of a girl struggling to "know the God she loves." How you can love someone without really knowing them, fully, is unbeknownst to me. How you can trust someone without having had every hope and desire fulfilled is another mystery. Is it possible - or even okay? - to love someone and not like them that much? Is it all right to decide you aren't sure you want to spend a lot of time with them for a while? But yet you'd like to know they're still around, still available, for when you do? Is it even fair? "
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