Thursday, June 28, 2012

When it rains, it pours....really?

No pictures. No sweet stories of my kids. Today I need to write what is on my heart. So many things continue to weigh on my heart. BLAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
      As I started to write the title of this blog I knew exactly what many people would think. It will get better.....

    So a sweet couple from our church is begining the fight for cancer in their sweet 3 year old daughter, Esther. A wonderful friend who was a groomsman in our wedding lost his precious son to a terrible disease. Aaron's assistant manager's fiance was in a head on collision in which the other driver died and his 14 year old daughter. His 6 year old is doing ok at Childrens Hospital. Cassie is in the ICU with blood in her lungs, last we heard.....This is not fun to think on. I find myself wanting my four little ones to just enjoy silence for the day so I can gather my thoughts. My thoughts...really? I know that the world wants me to look at these things and say "It will get better. You will have better days." Things like that have been said to me ever since Caleb came into the world 9 weeks early. I have never spent much time really thinking on this idea but ever since December I really feel that the Lord has reminded me of one great thing. This world is fallen.


Fallen.

I cannot change that. It surely doesn't mean that every day is hard or terrible. It most deffinetely doesn't mean that I do not have joy or love or hope.  It means that I should absolutely never take for granted every moment I have to share with every person I know the love of my Savior. That's the only reason I can see and truly experience joy is because of my Savior who gave everything for me. I find that when I sieze those moments to share of His love with anyone or watch the gentle and sweet understanding my children have of their Savior I am filled with great joy.

So I find myself today reminded of the severity of this fallen world. I rejoice that Esther knows my Savior and her parentst rest in Him with truth laid before Him of their fears and anger at this disease. I pray fervantly for our friend who lost his sweet son. I pray for the deep deep desire for Jesus to burn again in him and heal his heart and his family. I pray for sweet Cassie and Adam...Jesus heal her body. Bring them to you. Let Aaron and I never ever be ashamed to speak of your love to them and please heal the other driver and his son.

I find shelter in You. I know You are real. I know You have saved me and desire to save all your children. May I be a light even with every flaw I have. Use me. Let me never waist time thinking "I can tell them later". If I feel as if telling others about truth is not important or embarassing....I need to check my own faith in the Word of God. So...in the midst of so many prayer request and gathering my thoughts I recognize my need to speak. TRUTH. Please pray for these friends. And...well if I left you uncomfortable or with questions...ask. It's my job....no it's my life.

"For God has not given us a spirit of timidity, but of power and love and discipline." -2Timothy 1:7




Sunday, June 3, 2012

Baseball and mohawks...and bees

 Ok...so before we started baseball season Malachi needed a cut...and it was my crazy idea to try something new...a MOHAWK! He was mostly stoked to try to look like a dinosaur...of course. So here it is pre-first game!

 We signed Malachi up for team baseball with the Fort Collins Baseball club and he is on the Liberty 2 team with a few of his classmates...one being Parker...his buddy from church. I love that I captured this pic of the two of them hangin in the field waiting for an amazing fly ball...yeh that never happened.





 Ahh the many positions of 1st grade baseball...at least this was the first game. Malachi has played first base and catcher and he's got a great arm. I also had to snap some shots of what the other munchkins did...and sweet Parker's sister, Grace played with Rachel. At the second game it was much hotter so it brought on some troubles....including bees. It was the last hitter and I saw the coach come running off the field with Malachi. He was playing short stop and all I saw was a look of terror. The coach said Malachi thought he'd been stung by a bee...yep. Right in the back of his neck. We got the stinger out with someones credit card and it only swelled a little. But we shall see how he feels at the next game when he has to stand in the field. Could be interesting considering that bee had to sting the one kid out of our four that is terrified of bugs. Seriously? Oh well...he will learn from it.