Don't despise the day of small things

I've been reading in Zechariah lately and had a great conversation with friends yesterday about a verse that has been stuck in my head... In chapter 4 there's a verse... it follows the mention of building a foundation... and then it says "Don't despise the day of small things."

Wow. That is totally where I am right now. God is building foundations in several areas of my life. I am grateful that I can at least see that's what he's doing. But the other word for me is that I need to praise him for that and not despise that it's only a foundation. What could be better than a good foundation?

I'm married to a structural engineer. I married a man ALL about foundations. And, thanks to some harebrained clients of his, I get to hear some pretty funny (and sometimes super sad) stories of people who failed to 'build their house upon the ROCK." I know there is a significant cost involved if you build a foundation that is not right for the building. I also know because of Steve's stories, that a proper foundation is planned based upon what WILL be there, not what you want it to look like or how strong you 'think' it should be. Also, the type of foundation depends on the type of soil that its built on... How many analogies can you think of with that!??

How prepared is my heart/life for God to build on? I know from Steve's stories too that sometimes the soil is so full of clay or sand that you need to amend it by adding good soil before you even put the foundation there... I think that's SOOO neat. God can not only build a good foundation, but he can change the state of our hearts first, so that the foundation is on solid ground. Katie, I think that's whats happening in you right now. God is amending your soil, so that he can build. Know that it's not your job to help, it's just your job to tell God it's ok to mess with your stuff... he's not asking you to do it, he's asking if it's ok if he does it... that's why you're feeling vulnerable.

I love that God knows exactly what is to come in our lives, and if we allow Him to be our foundation builder, the foundation will be solid. I also think its probably pretty hard to tell what will be there based on the foundation slab. So, we probably shouldn't concern ourselves with it. It's just wasted energy.

So. That's me. That's where I am. I'm in foundation building stage. I can resist, or I can acquiesce.

This kid loves to run around in 'diaper only' freedom. :)
Playing in the pool in the backyard. Doesn't it rock to be a kid?
My adorable Tball kid.

Our weekend

I'd love to start by praising my husband for ripping the entire deck off our house in about 4 hours. It is now stacked in pcs by the side of the house. amazing. It's pretty fun looking out the back door and seeing nothingness. :) It makes me even more excited to think that we'll be gaining a nice beautiful new one in the next month or so (no pressure steve...).

we had a 'family experience' yesterday.
we were booked for a 4:00 picture of the fam at the jcpenney photographer. so, about 3:00 my stress level starts to rise. we do eventually get out the door and we're only 3 minutes late, and no one has gotten food all over their matchy matchy clothes. success so far.
all is going well, until my 'nearly 2 year old' realizes that he really doesn't want to do this... So, the best pose we got of Evan is him pushing the photographer's broom around. oh well. at least we accurately captured what he's like, right?

then we experienced the craziest blood sugar readings yet...
Right after the photo session, Andyman says he feels low. we check him and he's 44 (normal range 80-180). so we pump him up and then head straight over to get a hamburger so that his bloodsugar goes up to the normal range. we then wait to give him his shot and check him again at 8:00 before his bedtime snack. Then his number is 440! WHAT? omgoodness. just when I feel like we're doing it right, we have a day like this. bleh. We could really use a supernatural pancreas transplant.

We'll come between 8AM and 5PM...

Come on! What is with these companies that can't narrow down their projected window of arrival? That's like saying "Our road crews can't predict if it'll take 5 minutes or 8 hours to walk in and look at your furnace and give it an OK. So- just hang in your house ALL day cooped up with your children, ok?"

So- what it means for me is that it's 3:10.
We're out of milk.
We have Tball practice at 5:30.
If I leave to go get milk now (which might take 20 minutes), the furnace people will come, say that I wasn't home, and bill us for it anyway.
I suppose waiting 7 hours and 14 minutes for them today already isn't enough.

Isn't that how it works? :)

So, when exactly am I supposed to leave to go get milk, get back, start dinner and have it ready by 4:45 if I don't go in the next 20 minutes? Hmm. This kindof situation makes communal living sound really nice...