Sunday, April 24, 2011
Saturday, April 23, 2011
How deep the Father's love for us
How deep the Father's love for us
How vast beyond all measure
That He would give His only Son
To make a wretch His treasure
How great the pain of searing loss
The Father turns His face away
As wounds which mar the chosen One
Bring many sons to glory
Behold the Man upon a cross
My guilt upon His shoulders
Ashamed, I hear my mocking voice
Call out among the scoffers
It was my sin that held Him there
Until it was accomplished
His dying breath has brought me life
I know that it is finished
I will not boast in anything
No gifts, no powr's, no wisdom
But I will boast in Jesus Christ
His death and resurrection
Why should I gain from His reward?
I cannot give an answer
But this I know with all my heart
His wounds have paid my ransom
Tuesday, April 19, 2011
Holy Week
It is interesting that as we are creeping our way towards Maundy Thursday, Good Friday, and Easter, that I am reading about the birth of Christ in the book of Luke.
Today I was reading about two characters that we don't talk much about. Simeon and Anna. They both encounter Jesus as a baby. And they both proclaim that he will bring redemption and salvation. We're talking about a baby here...really?
What incredible faith.
As I was thinking about that, attempting to picture it in my head, the FedEx man was knocking on my neighbor's door. And my mind was filled with new images.
Make the jump with me.
Jesus comes to my door. I let him in. Do I recognize Him? Am I humble enough to lower myself to my knees and worship Him? Here. For real.
I wish I could say it was easy to picture and my heart leapt with joy just thinking about it. The truth? I couldn't even picture it. I couldn't picture myself on the floor of my home at the feet of a man. At the feet of Jesus. Even after so many years of attempting to follow Him. My mind drew a blank.
My prayer this Holy week is that God would move my faith from my head to my heart as He has done so many times before. And that from there, it would pollute my whole life.
Good Friday. The Cross. The silence of Saturday. Easter. Resurrection Sunday.
I stand at the door and knock. Revelations 3:20.
Sunday, April 17, 2011
Sippin'
Easter Egg Hunt
Excited to see her friends!
With Emma... who was sticking the stickers, while Annabelle was eating them. They made a good pair!
Friday, April 15, 2011
Sippy Cups And Graham Crackers
They got to me today. See, everyone says to cherish every moment. This blog is my attempt to do that. I don't care if others care about Annabelle's daily activities. I do.
Today, Annabelle had snack time. A sippy full of milk (formula) and graham crackers broken to bits. It's only taken me a week to wean Annabelle to sippy cups (except bedtime, because I'm unwilling). I leaned up to her little face and told her just how proud I am of her, and she leaned forward and rubbed her nose to mine. And I cracked. I had to walk away and look at her from the hallway with tears in my eyes.
Sippy cups and snack time and shoes and standing in her crib. Need I say more. I'm cherishing this moment. Because before long it will be regular cups and eating without my assistance and tying her shoes. I'm even cherishing changing her diaper because before long she won't need me.
And as sweet as she is, I went back in the kitchen for another nose rub, and all I got was a hand in the face.
See, that's why I cherish.
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
Blogsy
For Christmas I received an iPad! Besides Annabelle, it is my constant companion. It may also be part of the reason have struggled to keep up with blogging as it is not easy to do through the iPad.
But they just released an app called "blogsy", which I am currently trying out. As I am not much of a blogger, I will probably not get the chance to use all of it's nuances, but I already enjoy how easy it is to post something.
So here's to more thoughts from me!