A True and Timeless Treasure

 

I don't remember where it came from or how I acquired it, but it's mine and has been for nearly 30 years.  To the average onlooker, it must appear to be just a desk, a piece of well-constructed metal with a wooden seat and top.  To me, it is a treasure, a rare find, the holder of memories, an heirloom of sorts, as I had plans to pass it on to my children with the hopes that they would pass it on to theirs. 

One day last spring as I was cleaning and hastily trying to rid the house of extra stuff, the desk was banished to the back porch.  I had great intentions of moving it to an enclosed shelter, but life happened. Day after day, month after month, it sat on our back porch enduring moisture-filled Pacific Northwest weather.  As with all things left outside too long, it began to rot and ruin.  My desk, once beautiful and useful, sat covered with mold and moss, the wood cracked beyond repair, and the metal rusted.  This abandoned treasure... today, a heap of rubbish. 

Do not lay up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust destroy and where thieves break in and steal, but lay up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where neither moth nor rust destroys and where thieves do not break in and steal. For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.  Matthew 6:19-21

Last year, my dear friend, Ms. Linda, went home to be with the Lord.  She was a godly woman whose life radiated her love and devotion to Jesus Christ.  Never married, she simply gave her heart to her one true love, the Lord. I miss her, and have longed to have something of hers - something she loved.  Something sentimental.  Something I could hold and cherish and keep forever. Something.

This afternoon, I talked with Ms. Linda's niece on the phone. She asked me to come see her because she had something she needed to give me.  I jumped in the car and drove to her work, curious about the something she might have.  We talked for a few minutes, reminiscing about Ms. Linda and her life. After a few moments of conversation, she withdrew something from a bag... a treasure... Ms. Linda's Bible.  

 

That moment, God gently spoke to me through his Holy Spirit.  He lovingly reminded me that the treasures of this earth will pass away, but the treasures of heaven will last forever.   I no longer have a pretty desk, but I do have God's Word...a true and timeless treasure. 

And He has my heart.

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The Coffee Cottage

I am in Newberg, OR. I am sitting at The Coffee Cottage sipping on a passion fruit iced tea. I am aware of my surroundings and the people that have joined me in this small, but cozy old house turned cute and quaint coffee shop.

In front of me sits a young woman with her laptop open. Earlier when I walked past her to order my drink, I noticed the web page she had open was from George Fox University. My mind wanders and wonders.  Is she a student? High school or college? Is she married and if so, what is her husband like? Does he treat her well? Does she live on campus, in an apartment, in a dorm or with her parents? Where is she going, what will she be doing, who will she be with after her drink is gone and her laptop is closed?

To my right sit two elderly ladies. One brought her own drink in a plastic pink cup and the other ordered an iced tea with free refills. They both ordered sandwiches. Different kinds, but with the same type of chips...Tim's. They appear to be in their late 70's. Maybe they are sisters or maybe cousins. Possibly neighbors or lifetime best friends. Perhaps they live together and depend on each other everyday for companionship.  Do they meet here every week?  Same time, same place, same drink and same sandwiches?  Their conversations are deep and it's apparent they know each other very well.  I hope to be and have this kind of friend when I am their age.  Incomparable.

Bruce.  Bruce is a middle aged man dressed in shorts, a tee shirt, a ball cap and sandals.  He has a grey beard and is currently reading the sports section of the newspaper.  He randomly gets phone calls and speaks very loudly (this being the reason I know his name).  The whole coffee shop knows he works in the business world and makes and breaks deals.  Bruce appears to think he's all that, but personally, I think Bruce needs a serious attitude adjustment.

The corner chairs are occupied by three young ladies.  Late teens, early 20's.  They are all 3 sporting the same tee shirt...I love Fox.  Fox racing or GFU?  One girl is wearing a cross necklace and seems to be very kind.  She almost played the piano and I wish she would have.  It would have been a nice touch to the ambiance of the room.  The trio has been engaged in a game of chess.  But it has ended, for I heard one of the girls joyfully shout, "Checkmate."  They discussed how she won, finished their drinks, and decided to go on a walk.  I enjoyed their youthfulness and the level of energy at which they embrace life.

From the kitchen I hear the chitter chatter of the employees and the clanging of dishes.  It is obvious that the baristas love their jobs and take great pleasure in serving their guests.  They have done a mighty fine job of making me feel comfortable and it is apparent they appreciate the patron's business.

I'm going to continue sitting here observing the coffee house atmosphere.  I still have an hour or so to soak up my surroundings and enjoy these people I will most likely never see again.  Although we may never be together again, I have enjoyed every moment spent with them.  Thanks to The Coffee Cottage for an incredibly relaxing afternoon.

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FOR TODAY

Tuesday

August 23, 2011

Outside my window...dark, humid, and 82 degrees. 

I am thinking...about a friend who recently lost her husband and a song by Third Day...Cry Out to Jesus.  I don't know that she's ever heard it and so I think I'll send it to her, hoping she does just that...Cry Out to Jesus!!!

I am thankful...for the healthy baby boy growing inside of me.  He was not in my plans, but I serve a God whose plans are greater than mine.  And for that I am eternally grateful.

From the learning rooms...is an incomplete Rainbow Resource order.  Hopefully curriculum will be ordered this week and school will begin in early September.  I think we're all getting ready.

In the kitchen...Knowing I was going to be gone all day I prepared a chicken potpie early this morning.  I came home to a clean kitchen and no leftovers.  I'm glad it was a hit. 

I am wearing...maternity clothes.  YAYNESS!!! 

I am creating...a menu and grocery list for the month of September.

I am going...to spend the day with my hubby tomorrow.  We're driving down to George Fox University in Newberg, OR.  It will be a good day.

I am wondering...if I can actually keep up with my blog.  I have the desire and time, but do I have the creativity?  I have so much I want to do with it.  Going to give it a good shot.

I am reading...Sisterchics in Wooden Shoes.  One more easy, pleasure read before school starts.

I am hoping...and praying the next two weeks pass by with little stress and worry.  God is in control...this I know!

I am looking forward to...a new school year. 

I am hearing...the clicking of my keyboard and a movie playing in the background. 

Around the house...the four youngest kids are sleeping and the rest of the gang are watching a movie.  I'm sitting here in the living room typing away on my laptop.  It's a cozy night in the Walker home.

I am pondering...the new series Tim is preaching on Sundays.  Reconciliation.  I'm excited, yet nervous, to see what God had in store for me over these next few weeks. 

One of my favorite things...the gift of friendship.  Nothing compares!

A few plans for the rest of the week...Newberg, OR tomorrow with my man, dentist appointment on Thursday morning (yuck), pool party Thursday afternoon, and a possible haircut on Friday.

Here is picture for thought I am sharing...

My beautiful and crazy daughter, Cayla Nicole Walker.

She's awesome.

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Lost and Found

"Mom, I cannot make you laugh.  I can't even make you smile."  A sad, but true, statement spoken to me by my beautiful 14-year old daughter.

"Babe, you've lost your smile again."
"Babe, did you find your smile?"
"Babe, while you're at the store, see if they have any smiles on sale."
"Did you lose your smile....again?"  Sad, but true, words verbalized to me by the love of my life.

"Mom, are you okay?"
"Is something wrong?"
"Can I do anything for you?"  Sad, but true, questions asked by my children on any given day.

I have lost my joy.   I realize now that I lost it over 2 1/2 years ago.  I remember the day vividly in my mind.  Words of a loved one crushed me.  Crushed my heart.  Crushed my soul.  Crushed my being.  That day turned into weeks, the weeks into months, and the months into years.  As time passed, it became easier and easier to allow any and all of life's uncomfortable circumstances to steal my joy.    

This morning I was sitting in the nursery at church while Abbie slept peacefully in the crib.  I had my Bible opened to the book of Phillipians.  I listened quite intently to the Word being read and preached.  God met me there in the quietness and gently spoke to my joyless heart.  Tender, encouraging words meant for me and me alone, His child, His treasured and cherished daughter.

The sermon ended and I headed back into the auditorium for a time of praise and worship.  Once again, God met me there and spoke tender, encouraging words to my joyless heart.  I sang.  I prayed.  I worshiped.  I walked up front to the communion table.  Tears fell as I began to remember Christ's sacrifice for me.  Realizing what I had been doing for the last 2 1/2 years hit me like a ton of bricks.

I stood at the altar and poured out my heart to God.  Surrendering my joyless heart to Him, I begged Him to meet me and fill me with His joy.  Once again, He met me where I was and I felt His presence.  I felt His love and His comfort.  I felt His embrace and His forgiveness.  As the service ended I felt a feeling I haven't felt in a very long time.  JOY!   I walked out the doors of the church building, smiling and singing these words to my Heavenly Father:

I've got the joy, joy, joy, joy down in my heart.                                

Where? Down in my heart!

Where? Down in my heart!

I've got the joy, joy, joy, joy down in my heart,

Down in my heart

Down in my heart to stay.

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Seasons of Surrender

The year is 1991. The season is fall. The church is small, rural, and Southern Baptist. The pastor preaches. The choir sings. The congregation worships. A lost and lonely girl watches and listens. She takes it all in. She wonders. She thinks. She ponders. How can the creator of the universe love her? A 19 year old single mother with no direction in life. She is lost. She is lonely. She is in need of a Savior. The pastor finishes his sermon. The congregation continues to sing and worship with the choir. The lost and lonely girl feels a tug on her heart. The Holy Spirit moves and she has no other choice but to follow His lead and surrender all. She surrenders. All.

The year is 2004. July is hot and the due date has come. The hour long drive to the office is overwhelming. The midwife is ready and waiting. The room is quiet, calm, and serene. The contractions are close together. The pain is incomparably intense. The need to push is upon me. I am scared. I am lonely. I feel lost. I push. Nothing. I push again. Nothing. I look longingly into the eyes of my midwife and tell her that I cannot do this. She gently but sternly reminds me that I have no other choice but to surrender. Surrender all. I surrender my body to the pain and I surrender the pain to the One who brings comfort. There, in that moment of surrender, I worship as I give birth to a miracle, our second daughter, Katie Jane Walker.

The year is 2011. The month is May. I don’t want to hear, “Do you know how that happens?” I don’t want to change any more diapers. I don’t want to get up in the middle of the night to nurse a needy infant. I don’t want to wash more baby clothes. I don’t want to be tired twenty four hours a day, seven days a week. I don’t want to gain weight and give my body over to another. I don’t want to wonder if this child is going to live or die. I don’t want to experience the natural process of labor and delivery. I don’t want to be pregnant. And I for sure don’t want to surrender.

But I have no choice. Surrender is my only option. I need to surrender all. And so I do. Tonight as I sit here in my bed with my computer in my lap, I surrender all. I give up my desires, my wants, my dreams….to Him, the one who loves me most and knows me best. I am a vessel willing and longing to be used by my Father.

Use me, Father, for I surrender all.

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No Subject

I jacked my mom's blog, so what should I type? I guess I will type how sweet and loving of a daughter she has. Can you guess who jacked her blog? Correct, it is Cayla. I like jacking my mom's blog. I do the same thing to her on Facebook. Well I am going to go and blog on my blog. My mom just caught me I think, bye.

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My Simple Woman's Daybook For Today

April 27, 2010

Outside my window...are cloudy skies, a cool breeze, blooming rhododendrons, eleven happy hens, and one gorgeous rooster.


I am thinking...do I want to go to Costco this month or can I put it off until next month? I'm leaning toward going. The cabinets show proof that I need to make such a trip.

I am thankful for...my new computer. The monitor is large and it works much, much faster than my old one. Matthew has adopted my old one for his school computer. Our new set up works nicely.

From the learning rooms...we are continuing on. Matthew is well in to his new curriculum and doing well. Lucas is motivated to finish his 3rd grade math book so he can start 4th grade. He is excited that he will be able to use a "real" math book and "real" paper. Enough of this workbook stuff. Katie is working on math, reading, and handwriting everyday. She loves school and looks forward to learning. Cayla is finishing up 7th grade so she can move on to her new curriculum.

From the kitchen...Breakfast was oatmeal cake and eggs. Lunch was burritos and fruit. Dinner was layered nachos. The kitchen is now clean and closed for the next 12 hours.

I am wearing...capris and a short sleeve shirt. I'm about to have to purchase maternity clothes as my regular clothes just aren't fitting as they should. Oh gee darn.

I am creating...nada.

I am going...to eat popcorn and watch a movie with Tim in a few minutes.

I am reading...Amish Children.

I am hoping...for a full nights sleep with no interruptions.

I am hearing...Tim talk to his brother on the phone and Do Re Mi Fa So coming from the girls' room.

Around the house...the older kids are putting the chickens in their coop for the night. Larah is in bed waiting for me to tuck her in and Tim is lying on the couch talking to James.

One of my favorite things...listening in on Tim's conversations. I can learn so much.

A few plans for the rest of the week...school and dinner at a friend's house. That's about it. Fairly quiet week at the Walkers.

Here is a picture thought I am sharing...

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Tim is sad. Very, very sad. Today his van was ripped away from our home. It was taken far, far away to be fixed. He's not sure exactly what is wrong...other than it won't start. He had some wiring done to it a few weeks ago and now it is dead. I hope it doesn't take too long to diagnose and fix the problem....for I can see this separation leading Tim into a deep, dark depression. I will try my best to comfort him. It might take some Shrimp and Crab Dip or maybe even some Louisiana Yummy.

I love that my husband loves his van. He doesn't love it for the reasons most men love their rigs. It's not for the looks. It's not for the stereo. And it's not for the wheels and rims. He loves it because we have a large family and with this van we are able to do things all together.

Farewell for now, Tim's Van. Hurry back. You are missed badly.

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He Loves Me

Tim was in CA for a week and these were my "I missed you and I was thinking of you" gifts. Two of my all-time favorite things. Pepsi and a new coffee mug. Pepsi has been my choice of drink for years. Some would even say I have an addiction. I beg to differ...I just happen to like it and I like it A LOT!!! Now about the mug...I collect coffee mugs. I have pretty ones and ugly ones. I have big ones and small ones. I have serious ones and funny ones. This one....uuuummmm...not too sure where it fits in, but I do indeed love it. Thanks, Babe, for thinking of me. Thanks, also, for coming home. I MISSED YOU!!!

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For Today

April 12, 2010

Outside my window...complete darkness.

I am thinking...about the baby growing inside of me. Is it a boy or girl? Will he/she have a lot of hair? Will he/she live past 22 weeks? What will we name him/her? How will Baby Sam adjust to being a big brother? All sorts of thoughts. None of which I have an answer to. And so I must remain in the Lord's hand and continue to entrust this life to Him.

I am thankful for...a life in the great Northwest. Throughout my life, I have lived in Indiana, Ohio, Texas, Oklahoma, Louisiana, Pennsylvania, and Washington. I am happy to call Washington my home.

From the learning rooms...Cayla is still upset that she has to do school this week. She thinks since her brothers are gone and not doing school, that she shouldn't have to do school. Little does she realize that Lucas and Matthew are learning an abundant amount of information this week. Information that they will take with them for the rest of their lives. So, yes Cayla, you must continue on in your education.

From the kitchen...had lunch out with friends and dinner at a friend's house. My kitchen is pretty much in order and feeling a slight bit neglected. Tomorrow I will be busy cooking dinner for a friend, so it will be messy and used once again.

I am wearing...a t-shirt and a fleece blanket around my legs. I was about to climb into bed, but decided to mess around on the computer for a while. I don't like going to bed when Tim is gone. It gets kinda lonely in that big ol' bed. Katie is sleeping with me tonight. For some reason or other, she just doesn't satisfy like Tim does. Of course, I would never tell her that.

I am creating...nada.

I am going...to have a midwife appointment next Wednesday. I hope to find out if we are having a boy or girl. I have a feeling it is a boy, but I just don't know. What do you think about the name Issac for a boy or Abagail for a girl? I like 'em.

I am reading...Amish Women ~ Lives and Stories and Capture His Heart ~ Becoming the Godly Wife Your Husband Desire.

I am hoping...to remember to put in our co-op order Thursday. It seems more often than not I forget to put it in on time. There are a few things I really need, so I am, I am, I am going to remember. Really, I am!!!

I am hearing...Nearer My God to Thee/Peace Be Still by Allen Hall playing on Pandora and Cayla rustling around behind me in Tim's recliner.

Around the house...is evidence of a busy, but good, day. Toys, dirty clothes, firewood, bags, etc. laying all around. I will wake up earlier than the kids tomorrow morning and will have it tidied up before they rise and shine.

Two of my favorite things...see picture below. They are not things...but they definitely are two of my favorites.

A few plans for the rest of the week...not too much is going on. Still trying to get some friends together to do some scrap booking. Maybe a trip to the library. Other than that it is a fairly quiet week.

Here is a picture thought I am sharing...
Katie and Lolanda

Sunday, April 11th

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An Awesome Giveaway

Homesteader's Heart is a blog that has quickly become one of my favorites. Kim loves the Lord and has a wonderful sense of humor. Right now she is having a giveaway that you just might want to check out. Go here to take a look.

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Little Helpers

Last night before bed, Katie, in her sweet 5-year old voice, requested Cinnamon Rolls for breakfast. I had plenty of time this morning and so, with the help of two sleepy little girls and my new Amish cookbook, I made a batch of 21 cinnamon rolls.

It's time like these that I cherish. Working in the kitchen beside my girls. Helping each other. Building character and teaching responsibility. Showing the importance of measurements and ingredients. Talking about this and that. Making memories. It's times like these that I cherish....times like these that I will miss when my girls are grown.

Thank you, Lord, for times like these. Thank you for allowing me the blessing of being a mom. My children are such a joy and they bring me immeasurable pleasure. You are a good God who gives good gifts to your children. Thank you! I love you!

Katie's job was to roll out the dough.

Larah's job was to help me spread the butter, cinnamon, and sugar mixture.

They both thought it was their job to test taste the dough. Needless to say, it passed inspection...even if their faces don't show satisfaction. (It was a late night and an early morning so they were pretty slow to wake up.)

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For Today

April 8, 2010

Outside my window...snow, snow, snow!!! It feels extremely cold outside, but the snow is absolutely beautiful.

I am thankful for...Sam's prescription of Lactulose. It seems to be doing the job and he is a much happier baby.

From the learning rooms...a small break today. The three girls went to town for a day with Papa and those of us left home decided to take it easy. I called a snow day!

From the kitchen...elk roast in the crock pot to be served with potato casserole and banana pudding for dessert. I have had fun spending some time in the kitchen today.

I am wearing...sweatshirt and jeans.

I am creating...nothing at the moment. But I have entertained thoughts of having a scrap booking night. Cayla is wanting to do some scrappin' and so we might call a couple of friends together and be creative. Probably next week sometime.

I am going to...remember to get up and make Justin breakfast tomorrow morning. Last week I forgot. Although he was very sweet about it, I was sad I missed my weekly one-on-one time with him.

I am reading...Capture His Heart...Becoming the Godly Wife Your Husband Desires by Lysa TerKeurst. It is one of those books I long to own..the kind I like to read over and over. Lysa's biblical wisdom is challenging while encouraging, convicting while affirming. I highly recommend this book to anyone willing to become a better wife.

I am hoping...to (continue to) capture his heart and become the Godly wife my husband desires.

I am hearing...Phil Collins (We Always Need to Hear Both Sides of the Story) on the CD player, the crackling fire, the hum of the dishwasher, and Baby Sam playing contently behind me. Is it contently or contentedly?

Around the house...most things are in order. I have a few loads of laundry waiting to be folded and some dishes needing to be washed, but other than that, my house is decently tidied.

One of my favorite things...Sam's laugh. It has been a while since he has laughed, but he did today and it blessed my heart. I am so happy he is feeling better.

A few plans for the rest of the week...just everyday home stuff. Friday night Tim and I are dining with some friends. Red Lobster or Outback Steakhouse??? Hard decision. Suggestion anyone?

Here is a picture thought I am sharing...

I can't wait to eat this. I might have to skip the main meal and dig into dessert. I guess this wouldn't set a very good example for my children though, huh?

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The Making of Soft Pretzels

This afternoon I was itchin' to get in the kitchen and bake something. It just happened to be the perfect time for an afternoon snack. I opened up The Amish Cook's Baking Book and decided to stir up a batch of soft pretzels. Lucas was my helper, and together, we made some mean soft pretzels. Unfortunately, the book belongs to our local library and is due tomorrow. So in an attempt to keep this recipe on hand, I am going to post it on my blog. You just might enjoy making some yourself.

Soft Pretzels

(makes 6 medium pretzels)

1 1/2 tsp active dry yeast

1 1/2 tsp sugar

1/2 tsp salt

3/4 cup warm water

1 3/4 cups bread flour

1 large egg

Coarse salt for sprinkling

Preheat oven to 425 degrees F. Grease a baking sheet. Mix and dissolve the yeast, sugar, and salt in the warm water. Stir in the flour until a ball forms. Put the dough on a lightly floured surface and knead until smooth. Divide and roll the dough into 6 small ropes and shape into pretzel shapes. Place on the baking sheet. Beat the egg and brush on the unbaked pretzels. Sprinkle with coarse salt. Bake until they are a light golden color, about 10 minutes.
Here is Lucas, in complete concentration, brushing on the beaten raw egg.

I must say...I am quite pleased with our efforts.

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The Simple Woman's Daybook

For Today

March 26th, 2010

Outside my window…is the sound of dripping rain and the promise that it is going to be a cloudy, cool day. I love having my windows open and listening to the spring time rain.

I am thinking…that today is going to be a good day.

I am thankful for…Baby Sam. Today is his 1st birthday and I can't imagine life without him. He brings our family such joy and happiness.

I am wearing…my favorite jeans, my favorite shoes, my favorite socks, and a shirt...not my favorite shirt, but comfy nonetheless.

I am remembering…being 9 days overdue with Sam and finally going into labor. It was very fast and very intense. VERY INTENSE!!!

I am going…to Morton today with Sam, Matthew, and Larah. Sam...because it's his birthday and I don't want to leave him. Matthew....because he has to cash a check at the bank. And Larah....because it is quite evident that she is in need of some mama time.

I am reading…Capture His Heart by Lysa TerKeurst.

I am hoping…my cinnamon rolls taste as good as I want them to taste.

On my mind…friends that are moving.

Noticing that…I get a lot more done when I get up earlier than normal. Today I got up at 4:30 and it feels great. I can't do that everyday, but when I can I get so much accomplished.

Pondering these words…He is the Rock, his works are perfect, and all his ways are just. Deuteronomy 32:4.

From the kitchen…Cinnamon rolls rising in the oven. I checked out an Amish cookbook from the library and this was my first selection.

Around the house…So far Katie is the only one up. She is in the living room looking at books, giving me just enough time to finish this post.

One of my favorite things...a genuine, heartfelt smile.

From my picture journal…

Baby Sam...just waking up on his big day.
Happy 1st Birthday, Samuel Isaiah!!!

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My Simple Woman's Daybook
For Today
March 10, 2010

Outside my window…it is still dark and the temperature is 28 degrees. Spring has sprung, but the night time temps still get low.
I am thinking…a whole lot of thoughts. Some are bigger than others, and more important, but they all seem to be taking up room in my brain....which is why I am up writing on my blog when I should be sleeping. I woke up, started thinking, and could not go back to sleep.
I am thankful for…my husband. He wears so many hats and has so many demands from others, but he always manages to put his wife and children first.
I am wearing…my hooded sweatshirt. Maybe if I put more clothes on, I wouldn't be so cold.
I am remembering…to take my prenatal vitamins everyday. This is easy for some people, but for me, it is very difficult. Larah is faithful to remind me.
I am going…to take Baby Sam to the doctor Friday. It will be his first ever doctor's appointment. I am a little nervous for the outcome, but am trusting in God.
I am reading…The Last Song by Nicholas Sparks. I hope to get it done before the movie comes out at the end of the month.
I am hoping…that this day drags on and on and on. I will not want it to come to an end.
On my mind…a baby that needs lots of love and even more prayers.
From the learning rooms…it is our spring break. We will be ready to start again on Monday. I say we, but what I really mean is I. Somehow I don't think the kids will be ready.
Noticing that…my boys did a fine job of cleaning the house while I was away for two days. They sure know how to please their mama.
Pondering this word…forgive. It is an important part of the Christian walk. I am learning that forgiveness is a discipline and not something that happens naturally.
From the kitchen…nothing yet, but as soon as I get done with this, I will think about a menu for today.
Around the house…everyone, but Lucas, is still sleeping. It is unusually quiet.
One of my favorite things…the Oregon coast. There is no place in the world quite like it.
From my picture journal…

My Baby...it's hard to believe he'll be one year old in a couple more weeks.

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Just a Glimpse ~ Day 25

I never thought I would enjoy these creatures as much as I do. They can be so entertaining. We used to keep them in their coop 24/7, but over the winter we allowed them to free-range. Now we find them roaming all over the place...the backyard, the horse pasture, the garden, the church parking lot, the front yard...even in the neighbor's yard. We have 1 rooster and 11 chickens. They can be quite stinky and they poop EVERYWHERE, but for some reason or other, they just don't bother me. Some days I walk outside with a pan full of scraps and yell, "Hey girls." They all come running toward me wondering what kind of goodies they are about to devour. They seem to be very happy animals and we are pleased every morning as we eat their eggs. Our chickens rock.

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Just a Glimpse ~ Day 24

This pictures shows an attempt at me trying to be organized. My desire is to one day be so organized that I'll feel like I have nothing else left in my life that needs to be organized. I don't think I'll ever get there, but I'll keep trying. Anyway, this is how we sort our laundry. The older kids all do their own laundry, but the younger ones are in training. Lucas can read and therefore he knows what basket to put what clothes. I work with Larah and Katie and we sort by colors. Darks, colors, and whites. This is a system that works for me and it is exciting to see my kids participating in laundry, a mandatory, but fun, chore.

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Just a Glimpse ~ Day 22

One of my all-time favorite girls.
She always wears a smile and she gives the best hugs. I often have art work from her hanging on my fridge...art work that she creates just for me. We were blessed with her company for a few hours this afternoon. I love you, TMH!!!

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Just a Glimpse ~ Day 21

Larah would prefer to help me put Baby Sam's socks and shoes on, but he doesn't seem to be as patient and bendable as these two dolls. Tonight, as the rest of the family watched the 2010 Vancouver Olympics, Larah opted to play with two of her favorite "friends."

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