just... inspiring

i wish more weddings i attended involved wedding party entrance dancing.

pooklet play

The other day I was throwing boxes out and knew pookie had been playing with the pooklet using one of them, so I asked her which one I should keep. She replied earnestly, “we need two – one for him to sit in, and one to put on his head!

I’m so glad she’s raising our children. Her enthusiasm, resourcefulness and creativity are such a blessing.

Postscript: Today I found a box with eyeholes cut out, and a smile drawn below it.

The tech-savvy pookie also figured out how to load muppets videos onto our blackberries, which should be a great attention-holder for our flight to Chicago mid-August. She also loaded pooklet hymns (Hymns sung by children, made for toddlers) onto his own blackberry (retired for our upgraded models; no SIM card; harmless). So it was cute seeing him walk along, happily holding his own blackberry (pookberry) and listening to “He Will Answer By and By.”

SF then, SF now

A friend showed me newspapers he recently found dated 1933 and 1934, and I found it amusing that the San Francisco Examiner seems to have run bible verses on their editorial page every day, apparently deeming scripture to be something important to their readership... just like today!

pep talk for the daily grind

My body aching this morning from exerting myself beyond prescribed limits, I trudged down the hall of my place of employment, unexcited about the day's tasks that I expect to be similar to yesterday's.

But the Lord shook me from that ignoble human mindset for a moment and, dare I say, reminded me that when all is done to His glory, we needn't succumb to the mindset of one restricted to the whim and edict of man.

He can be glorified in our small things because He can be glorified in us small people.

He chose to create and redeem His people and doubtless delights in them. May I act in accordance with this glorious truth, and live in all my actions and intentions as one living in Christ!

Things I want to remember about my children

Last night, our 3-month old Princess Nummies slept 11 hours straight!

In Pooklet news, I hope I always remember his refusal a few days ago to drop two things for a third. He was carrying a pen and some other thing I've forgotten, and I made him an offer he couldn't refuse - his sippy cup holding the promise of milk. He realized he needed to free up one of his hands, so he put the pen between his chin and shoulder, and took the cup. It's so funny seeing such insignificant objects held onto with such determination. There must be a sermon illustration in that.

hannah esther

our second child has arrived, 11 days ahead of schedule, and 12 days before this post announcing her.

6lbs, 13oz, 19.5", she was plucked out at 9:18am on April 4, 2009.

She's a loud one, too. Screams and sqwaks, shrieks and squeals - all delightful noises when the source is a 6lb soft, warm, and flailing infant.

She's a good sleeper, though, so we're anticipating another blessing like pooklet.

Contrary to our expectations, however, she is neither a pooklina or a pooklita. She is a Hannah, perhaps more than the pooklet is an Isaac. Although, more than a Hannah, she is, based on her disposition, Princess Nummies. Just don't threaten her nummies. Pooklet did that today and I threatened the skin cells on his hand.

modesty

CJ Mahaney has edited a book called Worldliness: Resisting the Seduction of a Fallen World that looks like a convicting powerhouse of a book.
His chapter on modesty, God, My Heart, and Clothes is available online and worth a look by everybody on the planet.