You know it's hot when.....

So this is what my thermometer was reading....actually, it dropped 4 degrees because I pulled into the garage to take the picture....

I know that all you Texas and Midwest readers are saying..."Buck up, girl!  It's summer!"  But here in PA, summer means 89 degrees not 106!!


Take for example my tissue paper wreath.  Remember this.....

Well, I awoke to this......

Yep!  The heat MELTED THE GLUE right off the wreath!!  Unbelievable!


So what's a girl to do??  I'm off to make some of Pioneer Woman's Watermelon Granita....some lime juice, sugar and watermelon....Yum!

How are you staying cool?

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Thinking out loud...after a really difficult day....

Since this is my blog and I can write anything that I want to......I am going to take advantage of that!


Have you ever been in a situation where the right thing was done, but it was done in the wrong way??


Say...your hubby wants to do the laundry for you (the right thing!)...but instead of sorting, he just puts it all in together (the wrong way!)....whites now look a little pink!


Or maybe your child really wants a banana for a snack (the right thing!)...but instead sneaks it and takes it behind your back (doing it the wrong way!).


Last night, I found myself in the middle of a situation......while the eventual decision was one that was right......the path that was taken to get there was so wrong.....and those hurt were the innocent bystanders....kids who adored their coach and didn't know about the politics that the parents were fighting behind the scenes.


Today I have just been left with that sick feeling when no one wins......when pieces of relationship are left scattered along the road and no one really wants to go pick them up or even look to see if they are there.....


As my kids have been asking tough questions, I've just had to answer that sometimes bad decisions cause consequences that can hurt people that had nothing directly to do with the situation......so as you grow up, you need to be very careful to make wise choices....


.....it was hard tonight to look into my 6 year old's eyes and say that because grown-ups make mistakes, it makes your heart hurt.....


And don't misunderstand...the final outcome was appropriate.....but now, a team is left with a load of pink whites.....


In all of this, there is just a part of me that is so grateful that Jesus came to save the lost.....those of us who are messy and confused and just don't have it all together.  


He didn't ask us to first clean up our lives....and be perfect...and do everything right....that was His job.


He is able to look at every individual......in every situation....and love them....despite all of their imperfections....

...that even in the midst of difficult situations, He is our hope....

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In all things.....

My baby girl turns 6 tomorrow......tonight, I held her a little tighter because she's a little girl whose story could have turned out so differently...


Our daughter was almost delivered at 29 weeks....


At about 25 weeks, I was put on complete bed rest....the kind where the doctor doesn't even want you sitting up.  Basically, there was nothing between her and the outside world...for some reason, my body just doesn't keep babies in.


Have you ever had times in your life where God just seems so far away and the pain that you are facing makes you feel like He's not even there? With my daughter's pregnancy, that's exactly where I was.....a very dark and lonely place.....a place where I just couldn't understand why God had put me there.


The day that I went into labor with her was one in a series of disasters. We were moving back to the East Coast and my husband had to leave 2 weeks early to start his job.  I was left to pack the house...on bedrest.....with 2 small children....yes, completely insane!


Even more insane.....as he was flying home for our house closing and move, our moving company pulled up.....and pulled away......without any boxes!  Yes, they didn't like how we had packed the boxes.....so.....they left.


I remember standing in my driveway....my husband in the air......the moving company gone....completely and utterly alone.....(and yes, I should NOT have been standing!)


I went into panic mode.....and members from our church arrived within 20 minutes to start repacking our house....I remember being in complete shock and kept repeating through tears....how does a moving company pull away??  Who will take all of our stuff??


My husband walked in the door about 2 hours later and within 10 minutes, I was in full-blown labor......at 29 weeks....with only 3 days left of health insurance.


I remember our frantic drive to the hospital.....to this day, I still don't know who took care of our other children or where they even spent the night.....how people found them clothes to wear in the chaos of our house....who tucked them in.....but I am so grateful for the hands that cared for them.....


After many attempts and high dosages of magnesium, they were not able to stop the labor.....the hard part about this is that when you are in preterm labor, the doctors are only focused on stopping the labor.  Pain management is relative.  So for many hours, I was laboring hard.....sick from the magnesium and scared to death.


The doctors brought in a consult visit from the NICU--the Neonatal Intensive Care Unit.  We were familiar with them....both of our boys were preterm and had spent time in the NICU.  But this time, the tone of our conversation was a whole lot different.  They read a litany of problems that our 29 week old daughter potentially could have.....


They told us about 6 pm that evening that they only had one option left.....a drug that was rarely used, but had been known in the past to stop labor.  This drug was their last possibility of stopping labor.


I remember being in a fog of confusion.....all I wanted was for the pain to end...but what if the end of my pain was the beginning of a lifetime of pain for my daughter....


Hours later, the contractions slowed and then ceased......I attribute it to the hundreds of people praying for us!  For me to be released from the hospital, I had to go 24 hours without one contraction....


I went 24 hours without contractions.....at 7am on the morning our insurance expired (due to our job and state change we had a lag between insurance coverage) we pulled away from the hospital.  I was a bit of a celebrity that morning....everyone wanted to see the "crazy lady" who was driving 16 hours east....


Amazingly, I ended up delivering our little girl at 38 weeks.....but those 9 weeks between would be some of the hardest of my entire life....


My contractions didn't end....they just paused long enough to get home to PA....I ended up contracting around the clock for the next 9 weeks.  I seriously thought that I would lose my mind.  


I have a deep empathy for people who suffer from chronic pain.....during those 9 weeks, I couldn't focus on anything except enduring the constant pain that I was in.....truly, I could not understand why God had put me in such a painful and lonely place. 


To this day, I still don't fully understand why I had to go through what I went through......my faith in God was shaken.  Alone at 3 am, awake from the pain, I would just cry out to God and ask Him..."Why me??  You could take this pain away in an instant".....but....He didn't.....instead, He was asking me to endure.


Honestly, I'm not sure how well I endured.....I was pretty mad at God for a while....at the time, I was not able to pray through or even believe the words of Romans 8:28...

 And we know that God causes everything to work together for the good of those who love God and are called according to his purpose for them.

People tried to encourage me, but in the midst of my storm.....it was just too dark for me to see that...I needed other people to believe it for me...

Tonight, as I kissed the sweet head of my little girl and told her parts of "her" baby story, I realized that those months of suffering were so worth the feel of this precious little girl in my arms....healthy and alive....

Happy Birthday, precious girl.....

your Mama loves you so very much....
and your Father in Heaven loves you even more....

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Traditions.....

Our summer vacation has become a type of mile-marker....a line drawn across the time of our family.


When we first started visiting the Atlantic Ocean as a family, my daughter would sit on the shore and eat sand.....by the handfuls!  


This summer her long legs leaped and jumped over the waves and my chest felt tight and my heart a little sad.....these moments are just passing so quickly!  

How is it that I'm looking my son in the eyes......and I'm wearing my other son's flip flops when I can't find mine??

I spent my week away from blogging creating cherished family memories....

....eating pizza at the BEST pizza place ever!

.....taking my first ever ride on a jet ski!  

It was a dare by my boys....they never thought that their Mom would ride a jet ski!

I didn't come near to their top speed of 49 miles per hour....28 mph was plenty fast for me!

....spending time with special friends....

....continuing family traditions....

Each year, we write a note to ourselves and hide it somewhere under the boardwalk....we love to come back the following year to find it and read what we had written to ourselves!

How are you creating family traditions this summer?

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The end of the world as we know it???

So, do I fold my laundry and put it away or just not worry about it since the world is ending tomorrow?? 

Oh...to ignore paying the bills, brooming up the multiple piles of grass that are constantly getting tracked in and going ahead and eating that whole container of Turkey Hill Skinny Minty ice cream and not worrying about any consequences....all because tomorrow...it's over??

As silly as it sounds, a lot of people I've talked with are slightly nervous about tomorrow's end-of-the world prediction.....I mean, things have been pretty bad if you look around the world...

.....horrible floods.....

.....earthquakes......

....wars and rumors of war.....

So when a kooky old man starts saying that he has mathematical proof that the world is ending May 21st, it even makes the sanest person scratch their head and say....."Could he be right?"

Here's an except from my husband's blog No Argument for God, I'll let the real theologican answer instead of me!

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Of course I remember back when Harold Camping did this the last time - back in 1994 he prophesied that the return of Christ was in the fall. I remember the guy I was interning with circled September in his Daytimer as "rapture season." And yes, Harold was wrong then.

He is a nice old man who knows a lot about the Bible - I would love to be neighbors with him. Its just that he forgets that when Jesus said He was returning someday, He said that no one would know the day or the hour.

Mark 13: 21 - “Then if anyone tells you, ‘Look, here is the Messiah,’ or ‘There he is,’ don’t believe it."

and again later . . .

Mark 13:32 - "However, no one knows the day or hour when these things will happen, not even the angels in heaven or the Son himself. Only the Father knows."

 

 

This last one is actually an expression that grooms would use about their wedding day. In ancient Israel, the man who was engaged would go back to his father's house and work on his "Chuppa" or bridal chamber for about a year. This was to be where his bride and he would live. The groom's father would inspect it and only when it met the father's specs on quality would he receive permission to go and bring his fiance back to the house to be married. When people would ask him when the big day was, his answer was "only my Father knows the day." Jesus, it seems, is preparing a place for us right now. And at just the right time, the Father will give Him a nod to put an end to the wait and the Earth can end its separation from God.

So . . . sorry Mr Camping. There are no mathematical formulas for figuring that out. You are a kind old man who knows a lot but it seems like you have gone overboard with math. 

 

 

But its not too late to rope yourself in and try to bring the Kingdom of God to this Earth through the way you live your life - the graciousness of your actions, the way you forgive, the justice you help maintain, the poor you provide for, the fatherless you defend . . .

 

Let God decide when its time to come back.

 

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Rats.....I guess that means I have to put the laundry away......

 

 

 

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Mother's Day....

{My Mother's Day in pictures...}

 Planting flowers......

........and more flowers!

 

Listening to geese......

 



Planting the garden.....

Roasting marshmallows.......

........giant ones!

Enjoying the sound of laughter (and a tad bit of arguing)..............

Watching the sunset.......

 

"I will praise you, Lord, with all my heart;

I will tell of all the marvelous things you have done.

I will be filled with joy because of you.

I will sing praises to your name, O Most High."

~Psalm 9:1-2

Gratefully..........

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Bizarre encounter....

Well, I just have to share with you the absolutely bizarre events of the past 24 hours.....

Yesterday morning, I came to breakfast to find a disturbing image of a woman in a seductive stare sitting on my kitchen table in the form of a flyer.....my hackles up, I start questioning my kids.....where did this come from?!?!?

My eldest son:  "It was stuffed in the front door."

As I proceed to read it, I see that it says "Cleanings by Alyce  Private Cleaning Service" Hmmm.....are you reading between the lines because it took me all of 2 seconds to realize that it wasn't bathrooms that Alyce was offering to clean!!! 

Well, I got mad....really mad.....mad enough that my kids kept going, "Mom, why are you so mad??"

I mean, I live in a typical suburban, middle class neighborhood.......a place where we get door-to-door Girl Scout sales.....door-to-door candy sales.....your infrequent visit by a Jehovah's witness....but door-to-door PROSTITUTION???? 

So first, I wanted to make sure that we weren't the only house that got that flyer...after all, I've been a little vocal about my hubby being a pastor and having a book out...was it some weird pracitcal joke???  But, alas, it seems that our entire neighborhood received this special "cleaning" offer!

So what does a first-born, justice driven, somewhat of a tattle-tale do??  I decide to take the flier to the police station....after all, don't they need to KNOW that this is going on???  Can't they just set up a little undercover sting and nab this criminal???

The only problem......I'm not real versed in visiting police stations, so I end up AT THE WRONG STATION!!!  After I go through my entire spiel and the officer asks my address a couple of times, he realizes that I am at the wrong station...OOPS!  I've never even had a speeding ticket and cried my way out of the only detention I was ever issued....I just don't know these things!

So I finally end up at the right police station.....and I just love the older woman at the front desk!  The woman takes one look at the flyer....clicks her tongue and rolls her eyes and says, "I don't think she's sellin' cleanin'!"  Uh-huh! Rest my case!!

So after a bit of a wait,  out comes the second police officer of the day.....this guy comes up to my should but looks like he could snap someone's neck with the flick of a finger!  Dude......was......scary!

He comes out saying, "I just called the number, but no one answered..." 

Now at this point in my head, I was saying "DUH!" but there was NO WAY that I was going to let my face show that cuz' he could break my neck!  But really, people......if you are soliciting prostitution and your caller ID shows up Northwest Regional Police.....are YOU going to answer the phone????  I mean, I'm not FBI, but really......

As I go through my spiel with him, he goes....it's probably just a start-up business......I can just hear the woman behind me rollin' her eyes.......ladies, do "seductive eyes" sell YOU clean baseboards????  It's not selling me clean bathrooms! (I said DUH again in my head!)  Let's hope he NEVER reads this blog or I will be getting my first speeding ticket!

He closes with some advice.....just keep your doors locked and an eye out for strange people....my doors locked???  She's not after me!!!  She's after the morality of the men and young men of my neighborhood and there's no lock big enough to keep that out!!

I was reminded again today that we must......

Put on all of God’s armor so that you will be able to stand firm

against all strategies of the devil.  For we are not fighting against flesh-and-blood

enemies, but against evil rulers and authorities of the unseen world,

against mighty powers in this dark world, and against evil spirits in the heavenly places.

Ephesians 6: 11-12

First....I do battle on my knees.....praying for the purity and protection of the men and boys of my family and friends....

Second....I have my boy's airsoft gun at the ready to shoot out her tires if I ever see her set foot in my neighborhood again.....you with me??

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The Royal Wedding.....

{Will you be watching???}

I remember waking up in the wee hours of the morning to watch the wedding of Charles and Diana. 

It was very dark and I was up all by myself!  I felt like pretty big stuff for being 9 years old and up at 3 AM!

I have wonderful memories of pretending princess as a little girl.  In fact, I had the most amazing dress-up dress that looked just like Princess Diana's flower girl dresses (or at least I thought it did!).....it was white and chiffony and I wore it constantly....pretending that I was Princess Diana.


Somewhere in all of our hearts, we dream of being princesses.  Currently, one of my daughter's favorite books is Gigi...God's Little Princess. 

It is an adorable book about a little girl, Gigi,  who thinks that she is the only princess and then discovers that we are all (including her best friend!)  princesses of the royal King!


So, I know that my daughter would LOVE to watch the wedding of William and Kate.  Everytime she sees a picture of Kate she says, "Mommy, is that the girl who is going to be the princess?"

Even this morning, while watching the news....which we normally do not do, but the multiple tornado warning prompted me to turn on the television.....a picture flashed of the Royal couple.....My boys didn't know who it was so my daughter indignitately replied to them....."Why it's William and Kate!"

My only problem about this....do I really want to get up at 4am????

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Happy Easter!

{Waiting....}

Well, I've been in a total funk lately.....it think it has to do with the fact that it's been COLD and RAINY EVERY SINGLE DAY!!!  Hmmm....no bitterness there about the weather!

For this homeschoolin' mom, I struggle through the month of February with the hope that March and April are coming....the hours of cold and contained days with my children will give way to spring warmth, park days with other Moms......days where I can send my children outside to get out all their energy.

Well, I've been waiting.....and waiting....and waiting only to be completely overwhelmed with the reality that spring is just.......not....... here.......yet.

I've felt hopeless, depressed and lonely......impatient, annoyed and slightly overwhelmed.  I thought that I was alone in this until I spoke with a homeschooling friend last night and she expressed the exact same feelings!

It's hard to be in a place of waiting for the unknown.....will it come??

Yesterday was Good Friday.....I wonder how Jesus' friends and followers felt on Saturday.  You see, we know the end of the story.....they didn't.

I imagine that in their grief it was hard to even wake up and face that day.....they had absolutely no hope.  All that they had put their trust and faith in had.....died....the day before.

I can imagine that it was a day that they got on each other's nerves....Peter feeling the guilt of his denial....others feeling the rage over Judas' betrayal......Matthew possibly worrying about money!  I imagine they cried.....quarrelled....and felt an overwhelming sense of loss.

I'm so grateful that as we celebrate Easter weekend that we know how it ends....with hope!

There are many times I find myself in the place of "unknown" and allow myself to be competely overwhelmed......but I don't need to stay there.....Jesus death and resurrection conquered ALL that I will face......the hope of a future with Him in Heaven is better than any struggle or pain that I face here on this earth.

So for me...I have hope that sunshine will come.....that my kids will stop bickering with each other....that my heart with fill again with joy and that I'll stop being such a grouch. 

And you know what....if spring doesn't come, I still have a HOPE that overcomes my present situation!

Happy Easter!!  The Glory of God has defeated the night!



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Leaving a legacy of love and faith....

Today marks a year that we lost someone so special to everyone he met....my Pappy Joe......I've tried writing this post so many times, but the words just get stuck....in my heart where so many special memories are tucked....

I remember.....being a little girl ....sitting at the table and chairs in the farmhouse eating my chocolate ice cream watching Lawrence Welk while my Pap's big farm hands punched buttons on his old adding machine tallying receipts for the dairy farm.......

I remember......how he would mow a path through the hay field so that we could run down the hill from our house, over the creek and up through the hayfield to his house....all in about 30 seconds.....creating a passageway so that we daily cross to come visit and explore......

I remember getting chocolate milk out of the crates in the big walk-in coolers in the milk house....nothing ever tasted so cold...

I remember watching when my Pap would "burn trash"......it would collect on the farm for months and then there would be a fire as big as the barn.......I always watched from a distance because I was a little scared! (And yes...I found out as an adult that they burned MUCH farm memorabilia that I would have considered priceles trash!)

I remember how much he dearly loved my Grandma....after so many years he still would kiss her and hold her hand....their Bibles were always next to each other....open...from daily praying for each of us....his prayers brought me through so much....more than I will ever even know on this side of Heaven...

Most of all I will remember what we found after his death while cleaning out his belongings....scraps of paper found in his Bible....glovebox of his truck......drawers in his desk....

You see....my Pap knew that at some point he was going to be facing Altzheimer's....he was very much aware of that and there were things that he just didn't want to forget.....but it wasn't the "normal" things like addresses, phone numbers, or names....

....instead those scraps of paper contained scriptures, prayers, poems......reminders of what was my Pap's True Love.....Jesus.....he had them tucked everywhere in case one day he would "forget".......that was what was most important to him to remember....

Ironically, we didn't lose him to Altzheimer's......but still, we lost him too soon.....but honestly, I don't think there would have ever been a right time.....he was too precious to all of us....

But the thing that he leaves us is a legacy......a legacy of a life full of faith in and love for Jesus....

That is the desire of my heart......to leave that legacy for my children.....

Thank you Pap for being an amazing example of that.....

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A Little Laugh...

{Memories from middle school...}

For any of us who remember middle school dances....my hubby has posted one of his disasterous experiences from a seventh grade dance....

Maybe you have a middle school boy right now...(we're almost there!)....and his behavior is sometimes puzzling to you....this post is one to read to them!

If you need a little "laughing-out-loud" pop over to No Argument for God....I promise, you will laugh!

Here's a little teaser.....

It was 7th grade.  Dance night.  I had a special feeling about this night.  I was determined to ask someone to dance with me.  Didn't matter who it was, I just wanted to come home saying that I danced with someone.

So to give me that special edge, I decided to grab my brother Chuck's yellow cross-country jacket.  It was very cool - complete with a large "E" on the left side of it for the varsity letter he had in cross-country.  It was the addition to my wardrobe that would put me over the edge and make me irresistible to 7th grade women everywhere.  I didn't bother asking if I could borrow it because I knew his answer would be "no."  I just thought I would spare us both that little awkwardness.

 

So I went to the dance with my new-found confidence assured that everyone was checking me out in my brother's gleaming yellow cross-country jacket.

They were . . . but in the wrong way.  Imagine a few dozen 7th grade boys coming up to you with a sneering, "I didn't know your name was Chuck."  Note to self: when you wear someone else's jacket, and it has someone else's name on it, be prepared for snide comments if you are in middle school.

 

 

To hear the rest of his story.....go HERE......and always remember...just BE YOURSELF!

 

Enjoy!

 

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Conflict makes me sad....

{And in corner number one....}

So there's a big "Bru-ha-ha" in the homeschool world right now......do I even want to enter into the waters of the conflict???  Sure....I guess I'll dive in...

Before I do, let me give you a little bit of my story.....

I initially was a college drop-out.....I left for Ithaca College at age 17 and returned home 5 weeks later...quite broken.  I made a deal with my parents to attend a local Christian college for 1 semester.  In my mind....I was out of there at the semester's end.  I didn't want to have anything to do with God.

Well....I got assigned a roommate who would kneel by her bed every night to pray....very weird for me.  I would actually hide in our bathroom and peek out until she was finished....it just really freaked me out! 

My RA asked me to be a part of a Bible study.  I got involved more because I was lonely and bored at night than I really wanted to be a part of a Bible study.  But, while in it, I noticed that when those girls prayed......it felt like they were really talking with someone.

I completed the semester willing to come back for the following year.  To make up for my lost credits from dropping out, I took summer classes at the local Community College.  It was in one of those classes that I was faced with a choice.....do I really believe in an historical figure called Jesus Christ?  I remember closing my pink notebook and praying in the middle of the lecture.....yes, I do believe (My professor by the way didn't!)

That was a changing point in my life......no I didn't have any wild ways to put aside, but life became clearer for me and I suddenly had purpose in my life and I understood that Someone loved me and died in my place...

Fast forward to one night in the back of a car with a bunch of friends.....Geneva College at that time was amok in controversy over some different theological positions. Being very new in my belief, I stated...."I am not sure that we can really know the mind of God....."  Well, one of the passenger in the front seat turned around, pointed a finger in my face and told me that I wasn't really a Christian.....all because I disagreed with him on a theological "truth".....

Right now there is a lot of mud-slinging in the Christian homeschool community because Ken Hamm---founder of Institute of Creation Research was dis-invited from some of the regional Homeschool Conventions....not because of his academic opinion, but basically because he pointed his finger in the face of another respected speaker and believer and said....."You are not a Christian!"

I still vividly remember the emotions that I felt that night in the backseat of the car......sick and weak....how can another believer hold the scales of judgement in their hands.....isn't that God's job?

I feel the same way about this whole controversy......I posted some comments on a blog and have gotten some rather interesting responses......again, I just said that only God was present at Creation.....do we really know how He did it?  What if we find out that we're wrong??? 

Is a Young Earth viewpoint necessary for entrance to Heaven?  Is the purpose of Genesis really to be an historical, scientific record....could God be bigger than our interpretations???

Wow....didn't know that position would create such strong emotion in others...

The reality is this....we are probably not all going to agree.....My friend, Nancy and I have very different viewpoints on the age of the Earth and various things....yet we are still very close friends.....and have had great discussions.....postive and open....yet we never change our individual positions and still walk away friends.

So, why is this issue of Old Earth vs. Young Earth, global flood vs. regional flood turning into one of squabbling little kids screaming...."No...I saw the toy first!"

How sad our Christian world is when we spend so much time and energy attacking each other..........

At our church, the pastors rotate being "on call".  Recently, it was my hubby's turn.....it was a heavy week with many broken lives desperately seeking help....a listening ear.....Godly counsel....

Lives that have been destroyed by a spouse addicted to alcohol.....gambling......pornography......   Lives that have been fractured by divorce....adultery......cancer....the death of a loved one.

I don't think in any of those cases, the wounded person even cares about when dinosaurs existed or how old the Earth really is or if evolution is true.....they are desparately seeking One who loves them and can help them put the pieces of their life back together....

When Jesus began his public ministry, he unrolled a scroll from a passage in Isaiah that would have been very familiar to his listeners.....he said:

The Spirit of the Sovereign Lord is upon me,
      for the Lord has anointed me
      to bring good news to the poor.
   He has sent me to comfort the brokenhearted
      and to proclaim that captives will be released
      and prisoners will be freed.

Jesus' mission.....one that I'm eternally grateful for since I was one of those brokenhearted prisoners!

You know....if somehow evolution was proven tomorrow as some irrefutable scientific law, it would not shake my faith....because my faith is based in a mysterious relationship with the Creator not in the complete understanding of His creation....

my thoughts.....

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Hubby's World Magazine Review

{Good News!!}

 

I've posted before about my hubby's book.......honestly, the past few weeks have been somewhat discouraging.  Amazon had sales one week of like....4....not quite the start you want....

But recently, things have been exploding and it's super exciting!!  One thing that I mentioned was that WORLD magazine was potentially reviewing it.  We had no idea what they would say......would they like it? hate it? tell readers to ignore it???  (If you are not familiar with WORLD magazine, it's somewhat like the Christian version of TIME magazine.)

We just trusted, prayed, and hoped that they would say nice things.....

Because we don't get any magazine subscriptions, we weren't even sure when the April issue would be published......but today, our FB accounts were abuzz with posts by friends saying that the magazine came in the mail.....

I was nervous to read it.....was it a 2 sentence blip that said....boring book...don't buy???

Well.....here it is....Heat vs. Light and Love......overwhelmingly positive!!  Written by Marvin Olasky himself!!

I cried as I read it......I was so incredibly relieved, thankful, and proud of my hubby!  Truly, he spent so many nights scribbling his thoughts on scraps of paper.....there was a constant stream of "really smart philosophical" books by his beside forever as he researched and confirmed his thoughts.....

If you get a chance check out the review or hop over to his website No Argument for God.

Gratefully!

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