[dropcap style=”font-size: 60px; color: #9b9b9b;”] W[/dropcap]ell, we woke up on this lovely Monday morning to lots of snow falling and a weather forecast that says it will last all day (it looks pretty mellow in this picture, even though it’s not). I’m hoping it doesn’t stick around as my husband has a very long day and will be driving home from work in another town late tonight. Plus, I’ve got to get up and get R to school in the morning; I’m wondering why there would even be school tomorrow when the snow day last week was called when there was only about an inch of light snow on the ground? Weird. April in Colorado means April snow showers will bring May flowers . . . I hope it also kills all the weeds that were already growing in the backyard.
Speaking of May, my second son has a birthday coming. He wants books, books, and more books. I’ve kicked myself for not getting him all of The Gruffalo books, activity books, and games when we were in the UK as it would have been much cheaper to purchase them there. But I didn’t know that within the next few months both boys would have The Gruffalo memorized. So I’m building a book order for my little reader, and it’s quite fun really. When it comes to all the trains, Iron Man/Captain America, super heroes, cars, space shuttles, etc. that the boys love, books are the common denominator that we can share together. So I’m happily shopping for his birthday. I’m also contemplating either making a Captain America or Thomas the Tank Engine cake or just cheating and going with cupcakes in blue . . . Ryder’s vote is a Thomas cake. But that’s a lot of work, which requires a more talented, creative mother than this one.
And onto things that are blue, we had a rough weekend. Long story that I most definitely will not go into, but it’s made for a rough Monday too. My husband is definitely feeling major stress and lots of pulling from many different things; it’s hard for a spouse to watch her partner being pushed to the max. We’ve got lots of decisions that we need to make and stop putting off, and as usual, we’ve got little time in which to just be quiet, pray, fast, and seek the Lord. Yet we have to make time. So I’m heavily relying on the Lord to lead our footsteps, to open doors that need to be opened, to shut those that should be shut, and to provide as we are very much between a rock and a hard place. We’re in the land of hard decisions, mega discomfort, and fighting off lots of fear. Sounds like battle really . . .
Lastly, I read this early this morning; seems quite appropriate –
Do you see what this means—all these pioneers who blazed the way, all these veterans cheering us on? It means we’d better get on with it. Strip down, start running—and never quit! No extra spiritual fat, no parasitic sins. Keep your eyes on Jesus, who both began and finished this race we’re in. Study how he did it. Because he never lost sight of where he was headed—that exhilarating finish in and with God—he could put up with anything along the way: Cross, shame, whatever. And now he’s there, in the place of honor, right alongside God. When you find yourselves flagging in your faith, go over that story again, item by item, that long litany of hostility he plowed through. That will shoot adrenaline into your souls! Hebrews 12:1-3 in the Message
I definitely need some adrenaline shot into my soul, and I easily forget how Jesus’ life wasn’t one of comfort or even filled with things that He might have chosen. He chose to do whatever the Father asked of Him, and that decision determined His course and everything else. So I’m heeding the wise words of the writer of Hebrews and setting my eyes on Jesus to see how He did it. It’s time to get rid of the extra fat, get disciplined, and just get on with it . . . even on a dreary, cold Monday morning.
Oh and P.S. –
We have another ultrasound to check Edie B.’s measurements this week; she should come in right around 25 weeks. If this ultrasound shows that, then we’ll be done with ultrasounds, and as much as I love watching her, we’re ready to just have a normal pregnancy (not to mention that every test is costly). We know she’s doing well as she is quite the mover and we’ve been able to see and feel a little foot or elbow moving all around. So fun and precious for Mark to be able to see and feel it as well. And of course, we’re totally smitten with her, so to feel her little limbs just makes it all the more heartwarming for us. We got another big box of clothes given to us over the weekend too. We’re blessed! And every day, I’m reminded of how we’re so blessed to share life with our kids . . . always makes me think of how God must feel about us as well.