Thursday, June 24, 2010

Jesus Paid It All

I just read this post on Joshua Harris' blog and am just so thankful for my savior. Please read of a beautiful woman (his Mom) dying with grace and comfort knowing that soon she will be with her savior.

When from my dying bed
My ransomed soul shall rise,
“Jesus died my soul to save,”
Shall rend the vaulted skies.

And when before the throne
I stand in Him complete,
I’ll lay my trophies down,
All down at Jesus’ feet.

Jesus paid it all,
All to Him I owe;
Sin had left a crimson stain,
He washed it white as snow.

Monday, June 21, 2010

Sweet Things

Here are a few sweet things that have happened in the past week with my boys.

1) James actually saying "Happy Father's Day Daddy" to Ryan on Sunday. This was followed by a hug and a sweet smile.

2) Will has teeth! Two little teeth have pushed their way through on the bottom. So sweet.

3) Will claps! In the past week Will has started clapping, especially when I come into the room, so sweet.

4) Today James bit his tongue and asked me to kiss it. Although I was reluctant, I couldn't say no to his sweet face sticking out his tongue, so I gave him a quick kiss. After kissing his tongue he looked me right in the eyes and said "All better." A little gross but mostly sweet.

Sunday, June 20, 2010

Father's Day

Just read this beautiful Father's Day post and had to share. Please read it and enjoy.

Happy Father's Day.

Wednesday, June 16, 2010

Pre-Father's Day Post

I heard this song on the radio the other day and I immediately felt that lump in my throat and tears well up in my eyes. This song made me think of my sweet husband and his God given role as the leader of our family. I love this song because it's actually a prayer coming from the heart of a husband and father, appealing to the heart of our Heavenly Father.

Ryan is far from perfect as a husband and father but his desire is to lead us well. His desire is to love me and the boys well and point us always to the cross, to Jesus. For this I am so completely thankful.

Wednesday, June 9, 2010

Something beautiful on an otherwise difficult day.....

Here are those pictures of our mantel that I promised. I thought it would be nice to post something pretty on a day like today. We are grieving with friends today over the loss of their son. Please pray for them and their children.

"Rejoice with those who rejoice, weep with those who weep." Romans 12:15

Tuesday, June 8, 2010


I am not typically a super creative person but there is a little creative juice running through these veins and lately it's flowing.

I am just about finished with a design project for our mantel that I'll post later (when I can get around to taking pictures) and now I'm thinking about making something like this to hang above our dining room table. What do you think?

I would probably do it in different colors, maybe greens, blues and whites.

Along with these smaller changes we are about to embark on some more decor changes that I am beyond excited about. New paint, new furniture configuration, new furniture (if the Goodwill has some goodies for us soon) and LOTS OF COLOR!

I have been living in a neutral world for way too long and it's time for a change.

Pictures to come.....

Saturday, June 5, 2010

Baseball Game!

This week we took the boys to their very first major league baseball game. Here are some photos from the game.


Wednesday, June 2, 2010

Trader Joe's Angel

Being a mom is hard work. I feel like a big old failure on most days but every once in awhile there is a little victory or I have a moment where I know I'm doing the right thing, even if it's hard, embarrassing (since most hard moments are in public) and/or downright frustrating. Today I had one of those moments.

So we're at Trader Joe's and James has a melt down because I won't let him carry the basket. I explain that he can't carry it because he's dragging it on the floor and hitting people's feet. This doesn't go well. I'm, by the grace of God, calm and able to keep my emotions under control, however the same does not go for my son.

You know that kid you see in a store every once in awhile who is crying and screaming on the floor with everyone staring right in his general direction? That's us.

Somehow I get him to follow me to the cash register but he is still crying and people are still staring. So the well meaning man behind the cash register offers to give him a balloon (Probably to quiet him down.) but I quietly decline and say "Thank you so much but no thank you, I can't reward his behavior."

So here I am feeling like a really lousy mom, even though I know that I'm doing the right thing, when this sweet older gentleman (the Trader Joe's Angel) looks at me and says: "You're doing the right thing, most mom's don't get it but your teaching him a good lesson." Cue lump in throat.

I try not to cry and just say something like "Thank you so much, it's hard." and stare down at the floor all the while praising God inside for this little old man. I don't know for sure that he was an angel but today he sure felt like one so I am thanking the Lord for him and his kind words.