Ready for Church

Ever once in a while things go right and Sunday morning isn't rushed. Yesterday was one of those days and we took the opportunity to get some pictures of the kiddos.

Look out, von Trapp family. Ok, so maybe they won't win at the Salzburg singing festival, but I love hearing them sing. This particular day "At the Cross" was the favorite of the day.

Cubbies

The long awaited day has come. All summer Emma has been waiting for her time to come to start Cubbies. Until last Wednesday she didn't know exactly what she was anticipating, but she was excited to be the one who gets to wear the blue vest and carry her Cubbie bag. Something she had watched her brother do for the last two year. Elias had been telling Emma all the fun things she could expect to do at Cubbies ie: snack, singing, dancing and exercising (and here I thought I was sending him to Bible memory program).

Emma's verse that she needs to memorize for next week is 1 John 4:10, "God is love". She has quickly memorized that verse and Elias's verse John 3:16. I am continually amazed at the difference in speech levels between girls and boys. The name Motormouth comes to mind. No, I'm not calling my little girl names. It's the word my 4th grade teacher used to describe me on my report card. Emma is often practicing her verbal skills and once in a while has to be told not more talking. Lately she's run out of normal words to say and makes us her own.

First day of School

Calvary Kids

Calvary Kids is a mommy and me preschool at our church that Elias and I are doing this year. Elias loves the one on one time he has with me. Several times he stopped his craft to turn around and give me a hug telling me how much he loves coming to Calvary Kids. He's learned his days of the week by antipcating Friday and being able to wear that bright yellow shirt and go spend some time with mom.

All I want for Christmas

It's going to be a long wait if he has to wait for Christmas to get his two front teeth.

Heatwave

I can water the plant but I have to trust God with the fruit.

This year we decided to try and grow a cherry tomato plant on our balcony. I have never been able to keep a plant alive so I had very low expectations. But miraculously I remembered to water it and it was thriving for a while. When our first little tomato turned red we cut it into fourths and Alex, Elias, Emma and I had a little feast. We later got a couple more and at one point I counted 50 little green tomatoes. I started getting very excited about our future crop and was beginning to think that maybe my brown thumb was turning green. But the picture above is NOT my fault. I have been watering it, even twice a day lately. For the last week our highs have been in the 100's and it has not got below 80 in almost a week. My poor little plant is baking. There is nothing more I can do but to wait on the Lord to change the weather. I am very thankful that I don't serve a mysterious god above to whom I have to put a bowl full of cookies out on my balcony to try and earn favor with. But I serve a very loving God, who graciously reveals himself in His word. It is this very loving Father that controls my weather and the one in whom I place my hope resting in the knowledge of Romans 8:28. And I'm glad that all things working for good doesn't mean a plant full of lots of red tomatoes, although it may. God is working all things to conform me into his image, and boy is there alot of work to be done. He can use a cherry tomato plant and a scorching heatwave to turn my thougthts to Him and to praise Him for his good and sovereign ways.