Thursday, December 27, 2007

A day in the life......

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Tuesday, December 25, 2007

Merry CHRISTmas

The Christmas Story

As told by Matthew

This is how the birth of Jesus Christ came about: His mother Mary was pledged to be married to Joseph, but before they came together, she was found to be with child through the Holy Spirit. Because Joseph her husband was a righteous man and did not want to expose her to public disgrace, he had in mind to divorce her quietly.
But after he had considered this, an angel of the Lord appeared to him in a dream and said, "Joseph son of David, do not be afraid to take Mary home as your wife, because what is conceived in her is from the Holy Spirit. She will give birth to a son, and you are to give him the name Jesus, because he will save his people from their sins."
All this took place to fulfill what the Lord had said through the prophet: "The virgin will be with child and will give birth to a son, and they will call him Immanuel"--which means, "God with us."
When Joseph woke up, he did what the angel of the Lord had commanded him and took Mary home as his wife. But he had no union with her until she gave birth to a son. And he gave him the name Jesus.

After Jesus was born in Bethlehem in Judea, during the time of King Herod, Magi from the east came to Jerusalem and asked, "Where is the one who has been born king of the Jews? We saw his star in the east and have come to worship him."
When King Herod heard this he was disturbed, and all Jerusalem with him. When he had called together all the people's chief priests and teachers of the law, he asked them where the Christ was to be born. "In Bethlehem in Judea," they replied, "for this is what the prophet has written: "'But you, Bethlehem, in the land of Judah, are by no means least among the rulers of Judah; for out of you will come a ruler who will be the shepherd of my people Israel.'" Then Herod called the Magi secretly and found out from them the exact time the star had appeared. He sent them to Bethlehem and said, "Go and make a careful search for the child. As soon as you find him, report to me, so that I too may go and worship him."
After they had heard the king, they went on their way, and the star they had seen in the east went ahead of them until it stopped over the place where the child was. When they saw the star, they were overjoyed.
On coming to the house, they saw the child with his mother Mary, and they bowed down and worshiped him. Then they opened their treasures and presented him with gifts of gold and of incense and of myrrh. And having been warned in a dream not to go back to Herod, they returned to their country by another route.
When they had gone, an angel of the Lord appeared to Joseph in a dream. "Get up," he said, "take the child and his mother and escape to Egypt. Stay there until I tell you, for Herod is going to search for the child to kill him."
So he got up, took the child and his mother during the night and left for Egypt, where he stayed until the death of Herod. And so was fulfilled what the Lord had said through the prophet: "Out of Egypt I called my son."
When Herod realized that he had been outwitted by the Magi, he was furious, and he gave orders to kill all the boys in Bethlehem and its vicinity who were two years old and under, in accordance with the time he had learned from the Magi. Then what was said through the prophet Jeremiah was fulfilled: "A voice is heard in Ramah, weeping and great mourning, Rachel weeping for her children and refusing to be comforted, because they are no more."
After Herod died, an angel of the Lord appeared in a dream to Joseph in Egypt and said, "Get up, take the child and his mother and go to the land of Israel, for those who were trying to take the child's life are dead."
So he got up, took the child and his mother and went to the land of Israel. But when he heard that Archelaus was reigning in Judea in place of his father Herod, he was afraid to go there. Having been warned in a dream, he withdrew to the district of Galilee, and he went and lived in a town called Nazareth. So was fulfilled what was said through the prophets: "He will be called a Nazarene."

--Matthew 1:18 - 2:23 New International Version

Monday, December 17, 2007

Christmas party @ church......

Christmas party w/ the girls.........

Mrs. Gena was telling Adam a "story", while all the other kids listened in......

Festival of Lights @ Tanglewood

Kathleen and I took the "little" boys to see the lights, while the "big" boys (husbands)stayed home. Nathan kept Hannah for me so I could take Adam and let him enjoy it. Next year, she'll be right there in the mix!!

Nemo on Ice-12/7/07

This was Adam's first show of any kind at the coliseum. He LOVED it!! He actually asked me last night when we could go back to see Nemo!! I see a trend starting!! If Sesame Street on Ice comes next year, I'll have to try and get tickets to it as well!

Tuesday, December 11, 2007

The Christmas Pageant

*I recv'd this in an email today and wanted to share*

The Christmas Pageant

My husband and I had been happily
married (most of the time)
for five years
but hadn't been blessed with a baby.

I decided to do some serious
praying and promised God
that if he would give us a
I would be a perfect mother,
love it with all my heart
and raise it with His word
as my guide.

God answered my prayers
and blessed us with a son.

The next year God blessed us

with another son.

The following year,
He blessed us with
yet another son.

The year after that we
were blessed with a daughter.

My husband thought we'd
been blessed right into poverty.
We now had four children,
and the oldest was only
four years old.

I learned never to ask God
for anything unless I meant it.
As a minister once told me,
"If you pray for rain,
make sure you carry an umbrella."

I began reading a few verses
of the Bible to the children
each day as they lay in their cribs.

I was off to a good start.
God had entrusted me
with four children and
I didn't want to disappoint Him.

I tried to be patient the day
the children smashed
two dozen eggs on
the kitchen floor searching
for baby chicks.

I tried to be understanding...

when they started a hotel for
homeless frogs in the spare bedroom, although it took me nearly two hours
to catch all twenty-three frogs.

When my daughter poured
ketchup all over herself and
rolled up in a blanket to see
how it felt to be a hot dog,
I tried to see the humor
rather than the mess.

In spite of changing over
twenty-five thousand diapers,
never eating a hot meal
and never sleeping for more
than thirty minutes at a time,
I still thank God daily for my children.

While I couldn't keep my promise
to be a perfect mother -
I didn't even come close...
I did keep my promise
to raise them in the Word of God.

I knew I was missing the mark
just a little when I told
my daughter we were going
to church to worship God,
and she wanted to bring
a bar of soap along to
"wash up" Jesus, too.

Something was lost
in the translation when
I explained that
God gave us everlasting life,
and my son thought it was
generous of God to give
us his "last wife."

My proudest moment came
during the children's
Christmas pageant.

My daughter was playing Mary,
two of my sons were shepherds
and my youngest son was a wise man.
This was their moment to shine.

My five-year-old shepherd
had practiced his line,
"We found the babe wrapped
in swaddling clothes."

But he was nervous and said,
"The baby was wrapped
in wrinkled clothes."

My four-year-old "Mary" said,
"That's not 'wrinkled clothes,' silly.

That's dirty, rotten clothes."

A wrestling match broke out
between Mary and the shepherd
and was stopped by an angel,
who bent her halo and lost
her left wing.

I slouched a little lower
in my seat when Mary
dropped the doll representing
Baby Jesus, and it bounced
down the aisle crying,

Mary grabbed the doll,
wrapped it back up
and held it tightly as
the wise men arrived.

My other son stepped forward
wearing a bathrobe
and a paper crown,
knelt at the manger
and announced,
"We are the three wise men,
and we are bringing gifts
of gold,
common sense
and fur."

The congregation
dissolved into laughter,
and the pageant
got a standing ovation.

"I've never enjoyed a Christmas
program as much as this one,"
laughed the pastor,
wiping tears from his eyes.

"For the rest of my life,
I'll never hear the
Christmas story without
thinking of
common sense
and fur."

"My children are my pride
and my joy and my greatest
blessing," I said as I dug
through my purse for an aspirin.

Jesus had no servants,
yet they called Him Master.

Had no degree,
yet they called Him Teacher.

Had no medicines,
yet they called Him Healer.

Had no army,
yet kings feared Him

He won no military battles,
yet He conquered the world.

He committed no crime,

yet they crucified Him.

He was buried in a tomb,
yet He lives today.

Feel honored
to serve such a Leader
who loves us.

Thursday, November 29, 2007

Santa baby..........

Christmas pictures!!!

Wednesday, November 28, 2007

spiritually thirsty.........

Back at the beginning of November, our church held a "venture in discipleship" weekend (also known as a Lay Witness weekend). I honestly was dreading it, b/c I was asked to be on a committee, host a "coffee" at our house, and attend the meetings leading up to this weekend. I now know that the devil was planting that dread into my heart. I told myself leading up to that weekend that I was ready for it to be over with before it even had a chance to start. I had decided going into it that I was only going to attend the Friday night meeting, and host my coffee, and that was it! (Well, the Lord had other plans, you see! )

Friday night we had supper before the meetings actually started. We all went to the supper, and it was followed up by testimonies given by the team members from other churches. One man in particular spoke about healing broken relationships within the family. )For those that don't know, I am on the outs with my bio-dad, and haven't seen or spoke to him since July of 04, and I only met him for the first time in November of 2001. ) The man speaking not only looked and talked like Ronnie, but his name was also Ronald! I blew it off as a coincidence, and tried not to think anything else about it. I didn't even mention my thoughts to Nathan. We broke up into small groups after that, and that went well. The next morning was the coffee at our house. Guess who was assigned to head the discussion at our house??? Yep, Ronald! It was so weird, I felt a connection to him during that devotion/discussion time, like I could talk to him so easily and that he understood. After everyone left, I finally said to Nathan "do you know who he looks like?", his come back was, " you don't even have to tell me, because I've been thinking that ever since last night." He stayed at home, and I went out to the church for lunch. They had supper and more meetings later that evening, and people from our church sharing and giving testimonies. Sunday morning was the last of the weekend events, and we wrapped it up with a big luncheon after church. Ronald came over to us to tell us goodbye, and he sat down to talk to me. He said " I have to tell you this, I have felt such a strong connection to you this entire weekend, and I can't place my finger on why." (oh - he ALSO has a granddaughter named Hannah just like Ronnie does!!!!) I broke down and told him my story behind my father, and this entire weekend how it all has tied together. He asked if he could pray w/ me for Ronnie and for me. Ronald called the house the next week, but we weren't home. I haven't spoke to him since, but I have no doubt that the Lord placed him there at our church for a specific reason in mind. I have been really thinking about whether or not I should reach out to Ronnie for the last several months. Even though he is the one w/ the ball in his court, and I feel I shouldn't have to be the one to go to him, this whole situation has weighed heavily on me. That was one thing that Ronald mentioned in his testimony. It doesn't matter who is wrong or who is right, you just need to say " I forgive you" and "let's get past this". I haven't taken any drastic steps yet toward that, but I do plan on at least sending him a card over Christmas w/ a picture of Adam and Hannah in it, so that he can see what his grand kids look like.

I majorly got sidetracked there! What I wanted to originally say was ever since that weekend, I have felt like a new person. I can't get enough of listening to cont. Christian music on the radio, reading devotional blogs online, changing my attitude about so many things. I am praying more, turning my problems over to the Lord more, instead of trying to tackle them by myself. I've been praying that the Lord will mold and use Nathan in the way that He needs him to be, not as I would have him to be.

I just want to make our Lord proud in my actions, thoughts and deeds. He has truly blessed so many areas of my life in both the sunshine and the storms. Even after the storms, I am able to see the rainbow! Praise God!!

Monday, November 26, 2007

wise beyond his years.......