As For Me and My House

In an interview on national TV a former child star asked why he turned his back on a promising career to be a preacher.  His answer was that he never turned his back on anything, but that he just walked toward what he loved.  Who he loved.

We say we want to raise our children to love the Lord, but then don't always choose to walk toward Him.

The direction we walk points them in the way of their own journey.  They notice if we step off even for a little while.

It hurts them.  Sometimes they don't even know it hurts them until much later when they are stepping off, wondering why it is so difficult to stay on the right path.

We point them in the direction of love or hate, of believing or unbelieving, of heaven or hell. We teach them to trust or to question, to show gratitude or ungratefulness all by the way we cast our eyes.

This morning in Michael's office the girls and I practiced a song with him to sing at the end of the service.  As we were singing, I watched Eli sitting on the couch singing every word with us.

As for me and my house, we will serve the Lord.

As for me and my house, we will serve the Lord.

As for me and my house, we will serve the Lord.

We will serve the Lord.

Oh Father, I don't want to be guilty of walking away from you.  Even for a little while.  Not only for my sake, but for the sake of my children and my precious grand babies.  My eyes are on You, seeking You, loving You.  I know there are "kids" I love who are not seeking You - draw them to You.  Oh please draw them to You.  Thank You for loving me so much.

Squeezing in the Thanks

I'm a little short on time this afternoon but I wanted to share a few things that I am grateful for today.  

Early morning walks.

Wad of baby in daddy's helmet.

Old lamps in every corner.  EVERY corner.

New wide margin Bible.  Yeehaw!

Tomatoes and peaches ready for freezer.

And today, especially grateful for sisters still living.

Multitudes on Mondays

While loading up photos from family reunion, I filled up a couple of pages of gratefulness.  Thanking Him for . . .

# 161 . . . brother love.

#  162  . . . uncle love.

# 163  . . . fried potato love.  Nanny to granddaughter - to great grandson.  Eli peeling potatoes with his little tummy sticking out.

# 164  . . . finding grandbabies in random places.

# 165  . . . Monty and Cathy with their kids and their extra kids.

# 166 . . . our new personal family chef.

# 167  . . . Christy and Cary, mom and daughter close.

# 168 . . . smiles for mommies playing games.

# 169 . . . short legs hanging with long legs.

# 170 . . . KP fellowship.

# 171  . . . KP fellowship with Jade and Lynn.  I love them.

#172 . . . KP fellowship from Eli who wanted his name on the list every meal.  Precious to me.

# 173 . . . gravy in iron skillet

# 174 . . . bacon dipped in gravy

#175 . . . gravy all over baby face

# 176 . . . games under lights

# 177 . . . lights over games

# 178 . . . water reflecting moonlight

#179 . . . life verse given at a young age to a boy who would rest in it often, even in to manhood.

# 180 . . . the boys men in my life

Looking back at the laughter with happy tears.

OVERWHELMED WITH A THANKFUL HEART.

Journey

Journey will be 1 next week. She is such a beautiful little girl. Jade brought several dresses and I wanted to get as many pictures as possible before we lost all light. So we scrambled and got as many as we could. Every time I would pull one up on the computer it would make me smile.

Easter

Adam and Amber and Jade and the kids came in for Easter weekend. We had such a good time coloring and hunting eggs. And just being all together. I love when they come home. I love it so much.




















Proud Poppa!

Left over Easter eggs and almost empty bowl of hot sauce. The kids are gone.