Saturday, November 17, 2007

Superhero/Dinosaur party!

Here are some pictures of the party today... I can't believe he's already 4!

I'm 4- and mom and dad got me my first bike! Training wheels, helmet, elbow and knee pads... and FUN! :)


Balloon games mixed with 3 and 4 year olds... Who's idea was this?

When you can't make up your mind between a T-Rex and Incredibles... you have both! A Superhero/Dinosaur birthday!


Look at me, I can clean up, just like daddy!




I got this sweet new card with finger puppets in it!
Birthday party fun... It only gets better and more exciting, the older they get!

Tuesday, November 06, 2007

It's time.

Man, the urge to move is sooo strong. Not a spirit led urge, not a decision based urge, just an urge.

don't quite know what to do with it, other than just pray and ask God to calm it until it's time.

Is it time yet?

Is it time yet?

Is it time yet?

I guess I better be careful. Does God ever answer our prayers just to shut us up, even when it's not His best?

Maybe that's why He's got me in such a busy stage of life. No time between changing diapers and telling my 3 year old that his underwear is on backwards to ponder the deeper issues in life-- or to try and take things into my own hands. no extra money for it either... (God does things on purpose. Did I just now figure this out!?)

Ok Lord. So, if I do right by my situation now, keep loving, serving and attending to your needs,you will attend to mine. Isn't that scriptural? Why does it take me soooo long to get stuff to sink in?

Monday, November 05, 2007

I had a dream...

So, a few weeks back, I had a dream. A weird dream.

But after I woke up, I thought to myself... that was so weird, that wouldn't be a God dream. Then, of course, I hear the still small voice say "Really?"

So I pray. I ask God to show me what potential lies in this bizarre dream. And he tells me, and then tells me to tell my friend (who was in the dream).

So I do. I took me like 2 weeks to tell her. Was it fear that it really wasn't God? Was it embarrassment at how strange it was? Why did I hesitate?

So, she emails me back today. And says it was right on. That it was water on a dry parched heart.

Thankfully God continues to give us second chances. And third chances. And fourth chances...