Yesterday at church, our pastor spoke on Psalm 23:5, "My cup runs over." He challenged us to write out a list of at least 100 blessings from God in our lives. After I wrote it, it was fun to read how my brain chased rabbits.
1. Salvation 2. Christian heritage 3.Married parents 4. Four living grandparents 5. Owen's love 6.Lil Owen 7. Tyson 8. Trinity Baptist Church 9. Patsy 10. Brendan 11. Sharon 12. Katie 13. Angela 14. Michael 15. LeAnne 16. Homeschooling 17. Music 18. Playing the piano 19. Playing the flute 20.Singing 21.Choir 22. Praise team 23.Piano students 24. Coffee 25. Taste buds 26.Food 27.Health 28. Greg 29. $ for bills 30. Harold 31. Tom 32. Pastor James 33. Jeanie 34. Leslie 35. MOPS 36. Fun 37. Bunk Beds 38.Furniture 39. A/C 40. Heat 41. Appliances 42. Cleaning supplies 43. Ice 44. Medicine 45. USA 46. George Bush 47. Bibles in English 48. Chad and Amber 49. Jacob 50. Buddy 51. Madeira Christian Academy 52. Bro. Scot 53.God's plan for me 54. God's unconditional love 55.GRACE 56. forgiveness 57. Owen's brain....both Owens 58. Tyson's smile 59. Reading 60. Computers 61. Pictures 62. Memories 63. Talking 64. Teaching 65. Learning 66. Internet 67. Cell phones 68. Make-up 69. Shoes 70. Clothes 71. Accessories 72. Curly hair 73. Straight hair 74. Orchestra 75. FBC Naples 76. My Afghan from Grandmommie 77. Word of Life 78.Ironing 78.CCS 80. Flowers 81. Birds 82. Our lake 83. Soap 84. Flip flops 85. Our screened in porch 86. Birthday parties with family 87. Blogs 88. E-mail 89.Electricity 90. Plumbing 91. Toys 92. Modern technology 93. Friendship 94. Sight 95. Hearing 93. Touch 97.Hugs 98. Kisses 99.Sex 100.Light
Monday, April 28, 2008
Comment on Angela's blog.
This is in response to my sister Angela's latest blog. If you read my blog but don't read hers, you are missing out!
I couldn't spell "tomorrow" until last year when I taught school and had to write it on the board several times a week.
I may not be obsessive in the form that Angela and Michael are, but I am obsessive about other things, such as washing my hands and making sure I don't hurt people's feelings.
I'm scared of the dark, too!
No one has ever asked me if my eyelashes are real, but they do tell me that they are long.
I've never had a cavity, but when I was 3, we were in a car accident and I broke my leg.
I couldn't spell "tomorrow" until last year when I taught school and had to write it on the board several times a week.
I may not be obsessive in the form that Angela and Michael are, but I am obsessive about other things, such as washing my hands and making sure I don't hurt people's feelings.
I'm scared of the dark, too!
No one has ever asked me if my eyelashes are real, but they do tell me that they are long.
I've never had a cavity, but when I was 3, we were in a car accident and I broke my leg.
Saturday, April 19, 2008
Rabbity Rabbit part 2
I wrote this on 4/19 but forgot to publish it....oops!
About a week or two after I wrote about the bunny, Tyson went to spend the night at my friend's house WITHOUT the bunny. Needless to say, it was a disaster. Poor Patsy woke up at 3 am to a screaming 4 year old who wanted his bunny! Tyson cried for about 20 minutes or so and then finally agreed to get in the bed with his brother for the rest of the night.
The next week Tyson took that thing everywhere. One day he left it at Patsy's the night before we were leaving to go on a camping trip. He went to bed that night knowing that we would get bunny in the morning and he was fine. His daddy, on the other hand had about enough of it! Big O pitched a fit all the way to Patsy's house and had all kinds of things to say about how Tyson couldn't be 40 years old and still cry for his bunny. That day was a turning point in our lives. Owen and I decided to make the bunny a permanent home in Tyson's room, and when Tyson turns five, bunny may have to live in the closet (that's Owen's desire). Tyson agreed and has spent the night off several times since without the bunny and has not cried over it once.
Yesterday he accidentally brought the bunny into the living room after naptime. When I mentioned it, he said, "I don't want him" and took it to the bedroom. My baby is growing up!!
About a week or two after I wrote about the bunny, Tyson went to spend the night at my friend's house WITHOUT the bunny. Needless to say, it was a disaster. Poor Patsy woke up at 3 am to a screaming 4 year old who wanted his bunny! Tyson cried for about 20 minutes or so and then finally agreed to get in the bed with his brother for the rest of the night.
The next week Tyson took that thing everywhere. One day he left it at Patsy's the night before we were leaving to go on a camping trip. He went to bed that night knowing that we would get bunny in the morning and he was fine. His daddy, on the other hand had about enough of it! Big O pitched a fit all the way to Patsy's house and had all kinds of things to say about how Tyson couldn't be 40 years old and still cry for his bunny. That day was a turning point in our lives. Owen and I decided to make the bunny a permanent home in Tyson's room, and when Tyson turns five, bunny may have to live in the closet (that's Owen's desire). Tyson agreed and has spent the night off several times since without the bunny and has not cried over it once.
Yesterday he accidentally brought the bunny into the living room after naptime. When I mentioned it, he said, "I don't want him" and took it to the bedroom. My baby is growing up!!
Thursday, April 17, 2008
It was a long day, even for Jesus;
First the news came that His cousin had died.
Then seeking quiet, wanting to mourn,
He got in his boat and left and probably cried.
And I've felt that feeling so many times.
I've let that feeling escape through my eyes.
Thank You, for being Jesus,
For putting on the same skin
That all of us are wearing,
So we would know that You know
Just how we feel.
Approaching land, He saw the crowd standing.
They'd followed Him on foot from their towns.
He chose compassion over exhaustion.
He healed their sick, and then He fed the whole crowd
With five loaves, two fish and a prayer up to heaven.
That once insufficient amount fed five thousand.
And on my weakest days you feel my pain,
And on my saddest nights you know just why.
You feel what's real to me.
Thank you for being Jesus
So we would know that You know
Just how we feel.
This is a favorite song of mine. I don't know the title or the artist who sings it, but it gives me a new perspective on Matthew chapter 14. If you keep reading the chapter, you'll see that His day did not end until well after midnight whenever he walked out onto the water to the disciples' boat.
First the news came that His cousin had died.
Then seeking quiet, wanting to mourn,
He got in his boat and left and probably cried.
And I've felt that feeling so many times.
I've let that feeling escape through my eyes.
Thank You, for being Jesus,
For putting on the same skin
That all of us are wearing,
So we would know that You know
Just how we feel.
Approaching land, He saw the crowd standing.
They'd followed Him on foot from their towns.
He chose compassion over exhaustion.
He healed their sick, and then He fed the whole crowd
With five loaves, two fish and a prayer up to heaven.
That once insufficient amount fed five thousand.
And on my weakest days you feel my pain,
And on my saddest nights you know just why.
You feel what's real to me.
Thank you for being Jesus
So we would know that You know
Just how we feel.
This is a favorite song of mine. I don't know the title or the artist who sings it, but it gives me a new perspective on Matthew chapter 14. If you keep reading the chapter, you'll see that His day did not end until well after midnight whenever he walked out onto the water to the disciples' boat.
Thursday, April 10, 2008
My Siblings
I have been blessed with a brother and sister who love me and whom I love beyond expression. The times when we all are together are not spent walking on egg shells, as in many families I know, but rather are fun and memorable. It's not so much the activities we do together that make it fun. Most of the time it's just playing a game or shopping or hanging out at someone's house. Angela always grabs the camera to take pictures of herself and Michael wants to "do something fun." I'm usually chasing my boys, hoping not to have to spend another night in the ER. The three of us are about as different in personalities as they come, but every time we get together, we have fun.
Our mom deserves most of the credit for this bond that we share. Through the years, Mama has somehow managed to instill in us that family is family and you stick together. It could have been the example she set in her relationship with her sister. It could have been the ban she put on clothes sharing when Angela and I started to fight over them. Maybe it was the times she spanked all three of us "just to make sure she got the right one!" Most likely, though, it's the countless hours she spends praying for us. For whatever reason, I am thankful to have Angela and Michael in my life and to know that no matter what happens, they will always love me and I them.
Our mom deserves most of the credit for this bond that we share. Through the years, Mama has somehow managed to instill in us that family is family and you stick together. It could have been the example she set in her relationship with her sister. It could have been the ban she put on clothes sharing when Angela and I started to fight over them. Maybe it was the times she spanked all three of us "just to make sure she got the right one!" Most likely, though, it's the countless hours she spends praying for us. For whatever reason, I am thankful to have Angela and Michael in my life and to know that no matter what happens, they will always love me and I them.
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