Loving the Cricut

So, the week before Spring break, I started painting the front room of the house and the hallway. I finished it up last week after we returned home. I have also been at the Cricut again. More scripture.
The scripture is on the wall above the enterway from the front room to the dining room. The Cricut does an excellent job of cutting the vinyl, especially once I figured out what I needed to do.

I am going to get Kid-O's room done once I am able to find the pink vinyl. I found the brown at Wal-mart, but they don't carry the pink and neither does Hobby Lobby. I suppose I will have to look online and order it. I need red for the boys rooms also.

Not Again...

Potty Training...I hate it.

Kid-O was horrible, it took three years to fully potty train her.

Little Man, very good, just a few short weeks.


Mini-Me, right now, he is not cooperating at all. We will see, today starts week two of underwear only. Lots of prayer for Mommy is required.

Not wanting to Work

You Are Spring Break

You are fun loving and celebratory. You live for good times with friends and strangers. You like meeting and mingling. You are a social person by nature. You like to "play hard"... even if you don't work hard. You are able to let go of your worries and truly enjoy life.

What Part of Spring Are You?

Nothing to Say...

I have nothing to say today. Just wanted to let you know that I am still here. Just recovering from the mentally and emtionally draining week last week. Maybe the kids will do something humerous so I will have something to blog.

Blog later.

5:44

At 5:44 PM, March 18, 2009, Floyd passed from here to Heaven.

July 4, 1917 - March 18, 2009 (91)
Wife Clara September 8,1922 - December 5, 2002 (80)

I was the one that got the blessing of being with him. I will never forget the look, and knowing that I am the one he got to see as he was leaving. I told my mom, that it was selfish, she said no it wasn't because that is what he wanted. However, the harsh reality hit when the niece got to the nursing home about 40 minutes later. I asked if there was anything that I could do, so she asked me to stay until the funeral director got there to pick up the body. When he got there and asked questions that I knew the answer too, he said you must have known him well, I said very well I walked to his house when I was 5. Then the niece introduced me as "just the neighbor girl". Wow, what a slap in the face. I called the only living relative of Clara last night on my way home to let her know. As we were talking, she told me that Floyd and Clara had told them numerous times, I was the child they were never able to have. It is amazing how you know the truth, but yet Satan can take it and twist it in to something it is not, whether it be scriptural truth or human truth.

No Words...

Watching death is beyond words.

The body shutting down.
Grasping for breath.
Glazed over eyes.
Smells.
Trying to focus on the good times, not the present.
Desperately not wanted to remember a dear friend this way.
Singing.
The Gospel: what peace.
Skin and bones.
Crying.
Praying, pleading, begging.
Hurt feeling.
Not blood, but the only child he ever had, and yet pushed to the side.
Sitting.
Watching: for hours.
How long must he suffer.
The pain and sadness God felt as he watched his Son die.
Wondering what they hear, what they comprehend when you speak.
Getting a blink because he knows I am there.

This is my week, watching a wonderful man who help raise me die.

Too cute

Just thought he was looking too cute.

Kid-O's room

I finally got it finished, Monday. It seems like I have been working on her room for way too long. The pictures don't really do it justice. It looks really cute. The hubby even likes it.

The brown is called chocolate pudding and the pink is rosewood. They are the same colors as the edge of her rug.

I finally got her name and crown on her door also. My mother in law gave me a Cricut for Christmas. Cool gift. I finally had the change to actually play with it yesterday. Kid-O's name and crown were my first accomplishments. I am going to see it I can get the vinyl in pink. Right now I just did them in cardstock.

Derby Race

Indian Princess strikes again. This time it was the father daughter derby race. Kid-O designed her own car. Of course daddy cut it out, I did the sanding and the detail work. Kid-O did the pink. The gold number and wheels was her idea as well. She was trying to win the design award.

Results...Well, Kid-O did not win the design award, I think the hubby said a canoe won. However, she did finish third place in her tribe. She got a trophy. Now she has two derby trophies and wants to know where she can put them.

Boring???

I am not positive, but I think this book on small animals most have been just a little bit boring. What do you think?

Yesterday was Tough...

So the hubby and I said good bye to our home church yesterday. God finished with us there yesterday. It was extremely difficult for us to do this since we had been there for 6 years. The hubby had been playing the drums for 5 years, and many of the people had become our family. We are transplants to this area, so for us our church family was our family. Not to say that I won't still see my friends, because some I will see at least once a month. But it will be different with others that you are used to seeing weekly, sometimes more often than that.

I ask that you pray for us as we continue on this journey God has us on to find a new church home. Whether that church home is in a church building, or ministering to others in our own home. God has grown us so much through so much. Please continue to pray for God's wisdom and guidance for our lives.

Acts 15:39-40

Acts 15:39-40 "They had such a sharp disagreement that they parted company. Barnabas took Mark and sailed for Cyprus, but Paul chose Silas and left, commended by the brothers to the grace of the Lord."

I have been doing an in depth study on Paul, and today (actually yesterday) I got to chapter 15 of the book of Acts. Anyway, when I got to this scripture the question was asked, "Do you see any evidence of a potential positive repercussion resulting from the disagreement?" My exact answer was, "Two more disciples to witness what God does through others." Implying growth. Anyway, as I continue through, that was the same point that Beth Moore made. I am going to copy what she wrote because it spoke volumes to me.

All the trials that we have been through over the last year with disagreements in beliefs, what God does or does not do, etc (You can go back and read the labels for God if you want the story.) came to mind. So, here is what Beth Moore wrote:

"Paul and Barnabas were Spirit-filled servants of God, yet they differed vehemently on whether John Mark should join them. We might assume either Paul or Barnabas was not under the leadership of the Holy Spirit; because the Spirit could not possess two opinions. Or could He? I believe both men could have been under the direct influence of the Holy Spirit and yet, still have differed. How? The Holy Spirit might have been saying yes to Barnabas and no to Paul. He might have wanted Barnabas, but not Paul, to take John Mark. Why? So God could divide and multiply. Paul had matured so effectively under Barnabas' help and encouragement, they had grown equally strong. Though they might have preferred to serve together the rest of their lives, God had a more practical plan. He had other young preachers He wanted each man to train. As a result of their differing convictions, two preachers became four, and soon we'll see a fifth! Paul and Barnabas went their separate ways, two mentors, each with a new apprentice."

"Scripture tells us most divisions are not of God, but our text today suggests that sometimes God wants to divide and multiply. Can you imagine how much simpler church life could be if we accepted that God could place two people under different convictions to multiply ministry?"

"Often differences erupt due to less noble motivations-two opinionated people unwilling to budge. Unless we invite God to come to the rescue, the results can be disastrous. Ministries and partnerships often divide and dwindle rather than divide and multiply. On the other hand, when God leads two people who have walked together to a "y" in the road, He can do something wonderful IF they and their constituents are mature enough to deal with it!"

I love this, it speaks volumes to me. The hubby and I believe we have been called to be house pastors. We would never have felt this call or except the call if we had not be on our Walks to Emmaus, because we were not listening to God, and being obedient of God. Yet the things that we learned on our walks was the dispute, causing trials. But through the trails God continued to strengthen our convictions as to what we believed and why we believed them with scripture to support those learnings. But because of those disputes, it has been easier to leave our current home church. If you go to church you know that you get attached to people, they become your family. When your family disappoints, you tend to look to God, or at least we do, thereby leading to the calling to be house pastors.

So back to the point, "So God could divide and multiply." Seems clear to me. I know it probably does not to most, because you only get pieces, but to me God just hit me with a 2x4.

Alabama Snow

So Sunday, the kids got to play in a little bit of snow. They went out while it was snowing, which was probably for the best because it melted pretty quick. We got about 1/2 to 3/4 inch of snow. Not quite enough for a snowman; however, there was enough for them to try and throw snowballs at me through the glass door.

One person snowball fight.

Little Man looks cold.

Just copying his sister. That is what he does.

Chicken Pox

So this is Kid-O's lot this week. Chicken Pox. Fun. Fun. This is exactly why I hated that the government of Alabama at least forced me to vaccinate my children for chicken pox so that they can attend school. If they are going to get chicken pox anyway, natural immunity is always better.

The fabulous new is that due to the fact that she has had the vaccine, she does not feel even remotely sick; therefore, she is running around the house, but can't go to school. Also due to having had the vaccine, the case is a little bit milder, but she will be out of school longer because it will take longer for the pox to dry up. Great.

To top it off, Little Man has pox on him as well. Not as bad as Kid-O, but he still has them.