we've got dinner on the brain
Wednesday, November 25, 2009
Wednesday, November 18, 2009
almost wordless wednesday
a few pictures of late:
silly times in COAT kids
and this beautiful sweetness is my newest nephew - i'm in love. that adorable little faux hawk is 100% natural! 7 more days till i get to hold him!
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
"it's a morton salt day, God"
that's what i found myself praying just a few minutes ago. oh i could write tale after tale of how wonderful these kids are and how good it has been going.
but today is a morton salt day. my momma used to collect morton salt collectables and still has a few. morton's picture was always of an adorable little girl under an umbrella holding a spilling container of salt. their slogan? "when it rains, it pours." now, while it's been cloudy all day, there has been no actual rain. but oh how it's poured.
my kids are getting to the point where they are realizing that this move is permanent, they have to do their homeschooling with me instead of mom, and the novelty has just plum wore off. one of the kids is showing anger that they have never really shown before. one bursts into tears at the least little thing.
and in my house, there seems to be sorrow after sorrow as well. roommates deeply hurting. roommates believing satan's lies.
so i feel a good bit helpless in both cases. i want to cry, but don't know whose shoulder wouldn't break under the weight of one more thing.
so as i was walking today, i just prayed, "it's a morton salt day, God." He knew what i meant. and He's here. He'll be present as i scramble to get dinner on the table for my housemates for our "family" dinner. He'll be there as i process and plan for tomorrow, hoping for a better day, but finding a way to trust if it isn't.
pray for my hurting kids. pray for my hurting roommates. pray for me, please. pray for stuff that i don't even know how to articulate. we're having some morton salt days - and i could use the strength from your prayers to help myself and others remember that Jesus is here, scooping up the mess of salt and rain that are falling down.
but today is a morton salt day. my momma used to collect morton salt collectables and still has a few. morton's picture was always of an adorable little girl under an umbrella holding a spilling container of salt. their slogan? "when it rains, it pours." now, while it's been cloudy all day, there has been no actual rain. but oh how it's poured.
my kids are getting to the point where they are realizing that this move is permanent, they have to do their homeschooling with me instead of mom, and the novelty has just plum wore off. one of the kids is showing anger that they have never really shown before. one bursts into tears at the least little thing.
and in my house, there seems to be sorrow after sorrow as well. roommates deeply hurting. roommates believing satan's lies.
so i feel a good bit helpless in both cases. i want to cry, but don't know whose shoulder wouldn't break under the weight of one more thing.
so as i was walking today, i just prayed, "it's a morton salt day, God." He knew what i meant. and He's here. He'll be present as i scramble to get dinner on the table for my housemates for our "family" dinner. He'll be there as i process and plan for tomorrow, hoping for a better day, but finding a way to trust if it isn't.
pray for my hurting kids. pray for my hurting roommates. pray for me, please. pray for stuff that i don't even know how to articulate. we're having some morton salt days - and i could use the strength from your prayers to help myself and others remember that Jesus is here, scooping up the mess of salt and rain that are falling down.
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