Monday, July 19, 2010

Swimming lessons

We have the best swim instructor. She loves the kids and well we love her. lots.

Grace is so amazing, she even lets Aurora join the underwater circle. Do you see her there on Grace's shoulder?

Annabelle has no trouble holding her breath and going under. She barely puffs out her cheeks even. Just smiles and bobs under, sometimes not even closing her eyes.

Bronwen on the other hand is much more hesitant - and is always the last one under, and won't get the top of her head wet.

Really, they're all very comfortable in the water.

Saturday, July 10, 2010

Memories in Sweden

When I was in college Grandma, Aunt Bev and I went to Sweden where Grandma's brother's family lives. Here we are in one of her neices front yards. I'm terribly jet lagged but enjoying the trip of a lifetime.
I had promised to take Grandma some day. I'm so glad Aunt Bev could come along.

Friday, July 9, 2010


I'm painting again and it feels good.

Thursday, July 8, 2010


This happy little fellow was not planted by me.
He appeared in my flower bed - which is really more of a weed bed right now - and has brought with himself a cheery promise of hope.
Every time I step out my front door he's there smiling at me. I know He's smiling at me too.

Wednesday, July 7, 2010

The helmet of Salvation

The helmet safeguards your mind with the hope of salvation.
We must be cautious what we fill our minds with.
It is our saving help from the power of sin.

Tuesday, July 6, 2010

Bearing one another's burdens

June 14
On the day that my aunt and uncle celebrated their 36th wedding anniversary, she was told that she had pancreatic cancer. That was April 6, 2010.
In a whirlwind of 10 weeks that is rocking our world and yet feels achingly like an eternity the cancer has ravaged her body.
Today they have given her a time-stamp of 3 days to 3 weeks until her body will fail and she will die. That's it, her temporal body reduced to statistics, the seconds and minutes ticking away.

June 21
This has been such a difficult post to write. I have struggled with this burden, praying for her healing and knowing that God is fully able to restore her to perfect health . . . yet wondering if the healing will be earthly or heavenly. God has given us so many verses as we stand in the gap for her, yet the doubt creeps in.
My parents just returned yesterday from South Carolina where my aunt lives. She is Dad's baby sister. They went to pray with her, touch her, be with her.

July 6
This morning, very early, before the sun even thought about rising the Savior whispered her name and she went to him.

Monday, July 5, 2010


And while we're at it, I can't tell you how much I wanted these two boys. I did not imagine how far apart in age they would be though.

Still, Noah is so glad to have a brother and I know that these guys have what it takes to be best buddies their whole lives through. Its a good feeling as a parent to see that Oliver has such a wonderful big brother to look up to and follow. And I know that Noah will always watch out for his little brother and be there for him.

Now, take a look at this fantastic shot.
It was a complete accident.
That is a yellow finch flying through the for ground and it looks like it has caught the eye of our neighbor's stealthy huntress.

I didn't notice the bird or the cat were even in the shot until I was looking through pictures later.
I just thought you would like to see that.


I'm so glad my girls have each other. I pray that they will always be close for not everyone has a built in best friend.

Sunday, July 4, 2010

Happy Fourth of July America!

Writer's block

I've had a block lately. I've been working on a post that I just can't finish and it has kept me from posting anything else. The situation I want to write about had begun to steal my joy. Not because I have this block, but because of the initially devastating news that was delivered to my extended family in early April. I've begged God to help me believe what He has revealed. I want to know for myself, believe for myself, not because someone, whom I trust, believes. I want Him to speak to me. So, I'm resting in Him, secure in His Peace - the Peace that passes all understanding. And I'm praying . . . intensely . . . interceding on another's behalf. All the while gathering strength in my own walk. It's quite amazing how that works.

For now I'm going to leave you something from one of my favorite books:

"You will be sorrowful, but your sorrow will be turned into joy." - John 16:20

"Say not within yourself, "Where is God?" for I am within you, yes, even in your heart, and My hand is upon you. You have looked in vain for Me because you have sought to se Me in circumstances and in people and have said, "I cannot find Him."

O My child, look to Me directly, and rest your heart in Me. Do so with as little distraction as would be easy to do if you were the only human being in the world and therefore would have no one else to look upon and no one else with whom to converse.

Praise Me. This I ask of you in times when it seems indescribably difficult to do so. I ask it of you in love that is stern at this point because I know unequivocally that praise is your only hope for survival. Distress of soul and grief of heart can only bring on destruction of body. Joy alone is a healer, and you can have it in the darkest hour if you will force your soul to rise to Me in worship and adoration. I have not failed you and you have not failed Me. It is only that you have failed yourself - or the disappointment has come on the human plane, not the divine. Why should you allow any human experience to alter or affect your divine relationship with your Father?

Bring Me your sorrow, and watch for the sunrise of the resurrection. Yes, truly there comes always a resurrection - a morning when hope is reborn and life finds new beginning. Wait for it as tulip bulbs anticipate the spring. The rarest blooms are enhanced by the coldness of winter. the snow plays her part in producing spring's pageant. But when the blossoms break through, we do not then turn back to thoughts of winter, but instead, we look ahead to the full joys of the coming summer.

So you must do also. Your God is your maker. He is your defender. And He is mighty to save. Yes, He is not only mighty to save from sin, but He is mighty to save from despair, from sorrow, from disappointment, from regret, from remorse, from self-castigation, and from the hot, blinding tears of rebellion against fateful circumstances. He can save you from yourself, and He loves you when you find it hard to love yourself.

Let His peace flow in you like a river, carrying away all the poison of painful memories, and bringing to you a fresh, clear stream of pure life and restoring thoughts.

This is not the end. Press on. The goal line is out ahead, and you may yet be a winner in the race of life."

~Come Away My Beloved

Saturday, July 3, 2010

boys, baseball and fireworks

I know this is a girl thing, or maybe it's just a mom thing, but don't they look great in their caps?

There's something so All American about that don't you know?

Thursday, July 1, 2010

It's never too early

with this

or this

And that's all I have to say about that!