Sunday, August 16, 2009

Answered Prayers

I can't believe that yesterday I flippantly said, "Well, could we pack anything more into this weekend!?" I wasn't complaining but I wasn't exactly being thankful for the blessings of this full life with which God has blessed me. "But now that we have lost our appetite; we never see anything but this manna!" Numbers 11:6

Once again I am reminded of how good God is even though I don't deserve his daily blessings. How patient and loving He is while in return I grumble and complain about his blessings - even if only kidding. Thank you God for daily manna!

How deserving He is of our utmost praise. How blessed I am for His mercy and forgiveness. How reassured I am of His presence.

How ironic that as I have read about the Children of Israel in the past, I was judgmental of their grumbling and complaining in the presence of God. Here I sit overcome with shame over the same sin. God be merciful to me a sinner!

O God, forsake me not!
Take not thy Spirit from me
And suffer not the might
Of sin to overcome me.
Increase my feeble faith,
Which Thou Thyself hast wrought.
Be Thou my Strength and Power--
O God, forsake me not! Amen

Could we pack anything more into this weekend? YES WE CAN. And by the grace of God we press on. An emergency to trip to Madison; wonderful care from doctors and nurses; many prayers from family and friends and God's mercies are new each morning. God is good!

Saturday, August 15, 2009

Building those memories

Today was an ordinary day.

I woke up to 5 screaming boys. What a treasure. My two sons, my grandson and two of their friends.

I was tired. So much so I felt ill. But I got up and I pushed myself.

I made chocolate chip pancakes for "my" boys.

Gage left with his dad and the rest of us got ready to go to the pool.

David and Jack laughed and screamed and ran and played. I was a little tense as you could expect with 4 year olds around water.

And then I looked -------- really watched ------- and David, with a big smile on his face, was running into the water and then onto the dry cement in awe of his footprints. I had no camera with me but my heart took a picture.

So special to see these moments of pure joy and happiness experienced through innocence and youth. From a mind not yet burdened with life. From a boy whose energy level was unaffected by the 4 times he was up last night.

The house is quiet now and I am going to bed. Just another ordinary day . . .

I am so blessed. Thank you God.