Monday, March 23, 2009

Friday, March 20, 2009

Timely Products



Check out these products from Vision Forum. I am especially interested in the one on growing your own food. I know, like I have time for that right now. But, would it not be a great homeschool project? It would also be great for us all to work together and spend time away from all of our technological time robbers (iPod, Internet, Wii and so on....I am only throwing the first stone at myself as I am totally immersed in the audio version of The Count of Monte Cristo, all 47 hours of it, thanks to my friend Tara.)
Anyway, click on the picture above to go to their site and check out these items.

Thursday, March 12, 2009

A Song on my Heart

This song has been on my heart for a couple of days. It is so beautiful.


Promises
Dottie Rambo

He didn't promise that I would never stumble,
But He did say He'd be there if I fall
He didn't tell me He'd hear complaints I whispered,
But He did say He'd hear me if I call.

Cho:
Promises, promises, and all of them true.
He's done exactly what He said He would do.
He didn't promise my heart would not be broken,
But He did say He'd mend it again.

He didn't promise my cross would not be heavy,
But He did say that He my load would bear,
He didn't tell me He'd grant my hopes and wishes,
But He did say He'd hear my earnest prayer.



Monday, March 9, 2009

What a Beautiful Day!

Can you tell Janie is teething?

Thursday, March 5, 2009

Everyday

Jenna loves the computer.


Enjoying Janie Elise as she grows so fast.


Working hard on math.
What a wonderful spot for a school lesson.

What a precious picture.

The everyday brings great blessings if you can just look beyond the monotony of task done over and over.

We are so blessed to be together.

The picture just above is of Janie Elise and my Dad. Technically he is my step-father, but there has been nothing "step" about him. From the moment I remember meeting him I remember a kindness and sweetness that was needed so greatly in my life at that time. I was 10, my brother was just 2. God brought him into our lives after we lost our dad. He sent him, I will always see God's hand in that situation.

To have him love my children as much as any "blood related" grandfather is such a wonderful blessing. They don't even comprehend that he is anything but Poppa. I would venture to say that he loves them more that some "real" grandfathers do their own. He has been there. Generous. Supportive. Steady. A Blessing!

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