We spent this Christmas at home alone together, as we do all Christmases. Sunday we visited relatives after church and got home exhausted at supper time. One of the gifts Mom gave me this year was the book "Elixir" by T. Davis Bunn. I really enjoy Mr. Bunn's books because they are so serious, very well researched, and so tense. I encourage you all to read a book of his. Other than that, I received too many socks to count and enough candles to decorate a funeral home. If you skip over to Jen's blog you can read what we did yesterday; this weekend brings another round of guests and social activities.
The best parts of this year's Christmas were:
1 seeing the boys get so excited over a toy you spent five cents on.
2 hearing Jotham's journey again. (Dekah.... of.... Megido!!!!)
3 Jen spending time with a good friend from out of state
4 finding out that Josh is still human, and not zombie
5 openly, freely, and thankfully celebrating the birth of Jesus
Thursday, December 28, 2006
Tuesday, December 19, 2006
Light Shining out of Darkness
God moves in a mysterious way,
His wonders to perform;
He plants his footsteps in the sea,
And rides upon the storm.
Deep in unfathomable mines
Of never-failing skill,
He treasures up his bright designs,
And works his sovereign will.
Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take,
The clouds ye so much dread
Are big with mercy, and shall break
In blessings on your head.
Judge not the Lord by feeble sense,
But trust him for his grace;
Behind a frowning providence
He hides a smiling face.
His purposes will ripen fast,
Unfolding every hour;
The bud may have a bitter taste,
But sweet will be the flower.
Blind unbelief is sure to err,
And scan his work in vain;
God is his own interpreter,
And he will make it plain.
-William Cowper
His wonders to perform;
He plants his footsteps in the sea,
And rides upon the storm.
Deep in unfathomable mines
Of never-failing skill,
He treasures up his bright designs,
And works his sovereign will.
Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take,
The clouds ye so much dread
Are big with mercy, and shall break
In blessings on your head.
Judge not the Lord by feeble sense,
But trust him for his grace;
Behind a frowning providence
He hides a smiling face.
His purposes will ripen fast,
Unfolding every hour;
The bud may have a bitter taste,
But sweet will be the flower.
Blind unbelief is sure to err,
And scan his work in vain;
God is his own interpreter,
And he will make it plain.
-William Cowper
Sunday, December 17, 2006
Tidbits
Yesterday Jen and I went bell ringing for the Salvation Army for almost four hours. It was windy and we got very cold. Then we went to see "The Nativity Story"- it was a good movie. Jen always has car trouble, so it was good I was there with her. Not that I know anything about cars, I'm only good for encouragement and advice. Besides that, I had to take Caleb to Civil Air Patrol. We got home late and were sooo tired. Besides that, this weekend I babysat, went grocery shopping, went to a get-together, and saw an alien. Well, not really. It was just a man dressed in camo wearing a face mask walking down the road at night carrying a gun.
And the next two weeks are going to be even busier.
And the next two weeks are going to be even busier.
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