"Blessed are the eyes that see what you see! For I tell you that many prophets and kings desired to see what you see, and did not see it, and to hear what you hear, and did not hear it." ~Luke 10:23-24
Wednesday, November 30, 2011
Photo Card
Thursday, September 22, 2011
The Calling of Marriage
First, God’s honor was paramount for my mother. I wrote:
“I never got spanked for makin’ mess in my pants,
but I did for skippin’ church;
which goes to show mama cared more about keeping; God’s name
and my soul clean
than she did her own hands.”
Second, she was never cynical about my weaknesses but always tenderly empathetic. I wrote:
When I had to give my first “part” in Training Union,
right after promotion day when everybody is older,
she showed me how to write the main points on a card
and listened just before supper while I practiced on her;
she never let on it wasn’t life and death.
Third, she had a Bible-saturated concern for my heart. I wrote:
Mama knew the Good Book—especially the Proverbs;
years later when I was three thousand miles away
she kept on quotin’ Proverbs in her salutations.
The message was always the same—the pulse beat of her heart—
Be wise son, be truly wise:
Fear God and keep your heart warm.
Fourth, mingled with fiercely earnest faith in the realities in heaven and hell and the seriousness of the Christian life, my mother had an utterly uninhibited sense of humor. I wrote:
Maybe Paul couldn’t imitate baby-chatter
or Mrs. Loren Jones or all the characters in a church play;
but mama could—and then how she would laugh!
Why I’ve seen her and Grandma Mohn—
one hundred-thirty years worth of German sobriety—
guffaw till their tears wet the table cloth.
It would start with a short soprano burst
that could split the eardrums;
her silver head would toss backward
and her long white teeth would flash under her sharp nose,
and her tanned neck would redden as the tendons flinched.
She was a vision of health and joy;
and I never felt better than when mama laughed.
Fifth, she took right and wrong very seriously and held me accountable to the highest standards so that I knew in all the conflict I mattered a lot to my mother. I wrote:
And I seldom felt worse than when mama cried:
I got a speedin’ ticket one night
and mama wept like I’d shot somebody.
All the way to the station at midnight she cried
and made me pay it off right then and there.
One thing was for sure:
I mattered a lot to mama.
What I owe my mother for my soul and my love to Christ and my role as a husband and father and pastor is incalculable.
Wednesday, August 31, 2011
Last Date?!
Saturday, August 27, 2011
Maggie's Nursery!
the chandelier we got and painted :)
her initials Jake handmade (isn't he quite the artist?? ;))
a cute little giraffe Jake's fam gave her and a close up of her bedding!
Jake testing out my new rocking chair/recliner. Got it in celery green in case we have a boy someday!
the curtains that jake and I made, and her bookshelf we painted!
the pictures that Linz painted for the nursery-one of my favorite things in the room!!
her cute little bumble bee mobile!
changing table...
Maggie's bassinet with her white bear in it and my grandmother's bear!
pom poms we hung in the corner of the room!
Wednesday, August 3, 2011
SHAMESRELLA.
Look at that tooth!
sleeping in a wreath :)
Trying out our new thrift store find!
She LOVES to be petted! She is so spoiled!
Sitting on Jake's side!!
Monday, August 1, 2011
34 weeks
5 weeks!
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12 weeks!
14 weeks!
16 weeks!
18 weeks!
25 weeks!
27 and a half weeks!
28 and a half weeks!
30 weeks!
32 weeks!
Keep me safe, my God,
for in you I take refuge.
2 I say to the LORD, “You are my Lord;
apart from you I have no good thing.”
3 I say of the holy people who are in the land,
“They are the noble ones in whom is all my delight.”
4 Those who run after other gods will suffer more and more.
I will not pour out libations of blood to such gods
or take up their names on my lips.
5 LORD, you alone are my portion and my cup;
you make my lot secure.
6 The boundary lines have fallen for me in pleasant places;
surely I have a delightful inheritance.
7 I will praise the LORD, who counsels me;
even at night my heart instructs me.
8 I keep my eyes always on the LORD.
With him at my right hand, I will not be shaken.
9 Therefore my heart is glad and my tongue rejoices;
my body also will rest secure,
10 because you will not abandon me to the realm of the dead,
nor will you let your faithful[b] one see decay.
11 You make known to me the path of life;
you will fill me with joy in your presence,
with eternal pleasures at your right hand.