Friday, February 29, 2008

Here's what you're missing...

I thought I'd dedicate these pictures to my mom, who is someplace warm right now. Don'tcha miss this, Mom?!

We've shoveled a LOT of snow this winter! Here's a picture of a Fort they built earlier this winter.

Right now the kids are out having fun, throwing snowballs at icicles (and the house, and each other, and me until I escaped...) They won't be in for a long time; it's 34 degrees, and they know school awaits them!

Well, this beats the -2 weather we had for awhile!
Merry :-)

Tuesday, February 12, 2008

"I think I'm going to like growing up!"

"I can't believe we walked all around that place!" Zac marvelled to me today, remembering our trip to the Museum of Science & Industry a few weeks ago.

"Well, that's what happens as you get bigger--your legs don't tire out as quickly and you can walk farther."

That's when he gave me that all-boy, all-joy grin and said, "I think I'm going to like growing up!"

Days like this, I like it too.

How about you? Are you getting tired of walking lately? Maybe you need time to rest and grow.

Why do you say, O Jacob, and complain, O Israel, "My way is hidden from the LORD; my cause is disregarded by my God"? Do you not know? Have you not heard? The LORD is the everlasting God, the Creator of the ends of the earth. He will not grow tired or weary, and his understanding no one can fathom. He gives strength to the weary and increases the power of the weak. Even youths grow tired and weary, and young men stumble and fall; but those who hope in the LORD will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint. --Isa 40:27-31

Sometimes I'm still in the stumble and fall category, despite the fact that few call me "young" anymore! But usually I can trace that to trusting in myself or giving up on God, or my impatience leading my feelings away from what I know is true. I know He is with me. I know my cause is not disregarded.

Sometimes I get a taste of soaring--my troubles are in perspective when I see them from up high, completely in the hands of the Everlasting Creator. I soar on the breath of His Spirit. I am carried and comforted and renewed. I marvel at the view of His glory.

I want those days more and more. Yes, I think we're going to like growing up.