Five Months Old!



Little Boy Turns 9

Sweet son turned 9 at the end of November.

This year his birthday coinciding with the first snow of the year.

Happy Birthday dear Asher! I love you. 🙂

Merry Christmas from Us!

Christmas Eve

Just As I Am Hymn

It is such a grace when the Holy Spirit, the Helper, quickens life-giving truth…
This hymn rose up within after what feels like years of dormancy… I can’t remember the last time I sung it fully outside of my Young Life years… I am sure I have- but it is long ago. What a grace I find in these words, as I read them through. Only the first verse- did I remember…

Just As I Am

•Just as I am, without one plea,
But that Thy blood was shed for me,
And that Thou bid’st me come to Thee,
O Lamb of God, I come! I come!
•Just as I am, and waiting not
To rid my soul of one dark blot;
To Thee whose blood can cleanse each spot,
O Lamb of God, I come, I come!
•Just as I am, though tossed about
With many a conflict, many a doubt;
Fightings within, and fears without,
O Lamb of God, I come, I come!
•Just as I am, poor, wretched, blind;
Sight, riches, healing of the mind;
Yes, all I need, in Thee to find,
O Lamb of God, I come, I come!
•Just as I am, Thou wilt receive,
Wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, relieve;
Because Thy promise I believe,
O Lamb of God, I come, I come!
•Just as I am, Thy love unknown
Has broken every barrier down;
Now, to be Thine, yea, Thine alone,
O Lamb of God, I come, I come!


Christmas 2011

I have some photos I wanted to post with this entry- but I am unable to get that part working right now! So maybe tomorrow I can post several photos.

Christmas Feasting 2011

Christmas Eve

Fresh Potato Soup with Bacon and Crusty Bread

Christmas Cookies and Hot Cocoa after Advent

Christmas Day
Cinnamon Rolls, Clementines, Make Ahead Egg Casserole (tried a new one this year- still haven’t found the PERFECT one)
Coffee, Banana Chocolate Chip Muffins

Veggies and Dip

Glazed Pork Roast
Sweet Potato Casserole
Home-Made Mashed Potatoes
Holiday Cranberry Relish
Steamed Broccoli
Green Salad

Christmas Cookies
Peppermint Crunch Cookie Bark (YUM!)

Christmas Night Ponderings 2011

Christmas felt tinged with tears for me this year. I think it is hormones and extreme fatigue coupled with uncertainty making me feel slightly blue. There are so many directions one can take with gift giving- especially with a large family – that I can become confused. What am I doing? Why am I doing it? What is my goal and desire? There is the beautiful challenge of the littles and the bigs. Protecting the innate wonder of the littles, shepherding the expanding worlds of the bigs. Then there is the missing. The missing of our large extended families. The ever-present sting of hurt that doesn’t go away even though we love, love, love our family traditions and our time here. Then there is the tiredness and husband works ever more and more and more this last week the climax as we peak the crescendo and start down the other side come January. January is intense. There is more deep inside, too. It strung together to wrap round me in a tight web of almost tears- several times.

Several times I thought to myself- I must work harder. I must serve better. I must… and then suddenly, I realized, as I pondered all of this from the chair on which I sat- not working energectically- that I was putting my focus on the do, do, do- on the works- of which I am woeful. I am so very much not one who can ever make a show in my own strength and flesh. I fail and I have failed miserably over the years. On that chair- I realized- it is NOT about me do, do, doing… it is about me sitting and seeking and feasting and revitalizing in the Presence of God. Out of His strength- will this ministry to this family be anything- anything at all. Anything worthy, anything lasting, anything of the light of Christ, the love of Christ, the beauty of the Lord, the mercy of His Cross…
And this brings my heart singing this song:
E A Bsus
How lovely is your dwelling place, oh Lord Almighty
E Bsus
My soul longs and even faints for you
E A Bsus
For here my heart is satisfied, within your presence
E Bsus
I sing beneath the shadow of your wings

Better is one day in your courts
Better is one day in your house
Better is one day in your courts
Than thousands elsewhere (repeat)

E A Bsus
One thing I ask, and I would seek, to see your beauty
E Bsus
To find you in the place your glory dwells

C#m7 B A Bsus
My heart and flesh cry out, for you the living God
C#m7 B A2 Bsus
Your Spirit’s water to my soul
C#m7 B A
I’ve tasted and I’ve seen, come once again to me
E/G# F#m7 Bsus
I will draw near to you, I will draw near to you

© 1997 Kingsways Thankyou Music
CCLI #1596342
Album: Passion/Better is One Day

Now- to just try to take a few minutes to soak that song and really be present in it.

I am so dry and thirsty.

The Things They Say

The Things They Say
From December 23rd…

This was reiterated to me from various family members- as I was not there to hear it myself.

Todd has been reading Jotham’s Journey nightly to the kids this year.

They are near, very near the end of this Advent reading.

“Maybe you’re excited too at how close it is to Christmas. It’s been a very long wait. What do you think Jotham has learned from his journey? What have you discovered in the last few weeks?” –From Jotham’s Journey

Silence as Daddy closes the book.

Then suddenly, Abi blurts:

“It’s so close to Christmas- I could POP!”

Everyone, even my dimpled seven year old who spills words of excitement, laughs.

Laughs ring round and hold everyone close.
I laugh too. We shake heads and grin.

The Things They Say

A Christmas Poem (Christina Rossetti)

In The Bleak Mid-Winter
by Christina Rossetti

In the bleak mid-winter
Frosty wind made moan,
Earth stood hard as iron,
Water like a stone;
Snow had fallen, snow on snow,
Snow on snow,
In the bleak mid-winter
Long ago.

Our God, Heaven cannot hold Him
Nor earth sustain;
Heaven and earth shall flee away
When He comes to reign:
In the bleak mid-winter
A stable-place sufficed
The Lord God Almighty,
Jesus Christ.

Enough for Him, whom cherubim
Worship night and day,
A breastful of milk
And a mangerful of hay;
Enough for Him, whom angels
Fall down before,
The ox and ass and camel
Which adore.

Angels and archangels
May have gathered there,
Cherubim and seraphim
Thronged the air,
But only His mother
In her maiden bliss,
Worshipped the Beloved
With a kiss.

What can I give Him,
Poor as I am?
If I were a shepherd
I would bring a lamb,
If I were a wise man
I would do my part,
Yet what I can I give Him,
Give my heart.

Happy Christmas Eve!