Tuesday, September 16, 2008

Helplessness

Sometimes we as Christians "forget" that we are not helpless. Yet somehow this feeling seems to creep up on us all the time. Especially when we, or someone that we know and love is going through a tough situation. Life-threatening illness came make people feel this way.

God's grace is remarkable, because in some way everyday, we must remind ourselves that we are not alone, that God is on our side and he has sent the Holy Spirit to comfort us when we seek peace and solace. It constantly amazes me how often we let fear and feelings of "helplessness" cast shadows on our prayer life and seemingly control our emotions.

My uncle is sick, he has lung cancer, and is scheduled to have surgery on Thursday. I was speaking with one of my aunts about seeing him, and her travel plans had to change, so she won't be able to see him when she had planned. She is obviously on edge about this, and it is evident in her tone. She is trying to fix, to find out how to make things right, but what she already knows, but doesn't want to face fully is that things are out of her control. She is aware of this fact, it is just below the surface, and she is praying daily that the situation improves, but that is not sufficing currently.

Hayessl has been in a prayer pose for the last few weeks, because, that is just the way things are supposed to be. We are to pray without ceasing, this is a mandate we should hold near and dear with great vigilance. When we are prayerful we are cognizant of the fact that we are not alone, nor are we helpless, "for the prayers of the righteous availeth much". We have God on our side, and the Holy Spirit dwells within, if only we would open our hearts and let him do his job.

We have to be willing to accept his presence to feel the comfort that he brings. We are not helpless, we have God, we have Jesus Christ, and we have the Holy Spirit. Hold on to that.

Be Safe.

Thursday, September 11, 2008

Quick Fall Quiz Thingy




You Are Fall Flowers



Beautiful yet often forgotten.


I didn't like my first answer, so I took the quiz again. I liked this one, so I stuck with it. Enjoy.
Be Safe.

Tuesday, September 09, 2008

Why Did I Have To Get Those Shots?!

Can you guess what happened today? Yet another of my lovely daughters had to get their yearly physical and routine immunizations. Oh what a beautiful day it was too. Pretty blue skies, wispy white clouds, moderate temperature, and a slight breeze here and there. Well we were on the inside looking out, and it wasn't so great. Well it wasn't really that bad. No Lynn repeats that's for sure. Today was smooth sailing in comparison to that. It was actually quite entertaining, "It" being my middle daughter. She is actually quite well known for her dramatics, and boy oh boy was she in form today.

It started at the school, where she declared "I'm not going". That one was easy enough,
"Yes you are, come on, we have to get going." After a leisurely ride, we arrive and make it across the parking lot without incident. Okay, things are going well. We arrive at the office and wait patiently, when we are called back, yet another declaration of "I'm not going." The way she says it is actually kind of cute, because her voice is slightly high pitched, somewhat sing songish. (She knows how to work it to her advantage.) Yet another "Oh come on", and we're off.

Well her older sister has told her they would prick her finger, and she is waiting for it. She did slightly better in that she didn't wail the whole time, as opposed to repeatedly shouting after the hemoglobin prick "It hurts, it still hurts." I laugh (it really is comical).

We go down to the exam room and she gets undressed, questioning the process, "Why do I have to get undressed, why do I have to wear this gown, etc...?" The exam goes well, I discuss her development with the doctor, we agree she is slightly advanced in her vocabulary for her age, and she expresses herself very well. The time comes for the shots, and she is not happy so she puts her foot down.

"I DO NOT WANT A SHOT."

The nurse laughs and comments that she likes her, she says "No one will take advantage of her, she's going to stand up for herself." Yeah, but in that moment I was just hoping for a child that would go with the flow. Oh well, not today. No big whoop, the doctor peeks her head in and says there were some donuts in the staff lounge and could the girls have one. "Sure", I've got to make this as quick and painless as possible, and sugar clouds every kids perception. Except mine. She would not be hoodwinked, bamboozled or led astray today. After some creative nursing and parenting collaboration the deed was done. Not nearly as painful, dramatic, and tear filled as with the oldest. There were tears yes, but they were short-lived, because there was Krispy Kreme, and the promise of macaroni and cheese for lunch, and the surprise Nurse Wendy dropped in my bag.

She did however ask "Why did I have to get those shots?!" with such an accusatory tone, you would have thought I had just taken money out of her purse. I explained about not wanting to get sick, and shots protecting you from illness, etc... I figured going into the whole "herd protection" theory was too much and decided to save that one for another day. All in all, we made it out pretty much unscathed, minus a bump or two along the way, but that is to be expected. Right?

Moral of the story: Take Krispy Kreme, whenever kids need shots, and promise whatever they want to eat afterwards, even if it is more sugar. They're going straight to sleep anyways.

Be Safe.

Thursday, September 04, 2008

I Got My Hair Braided


Shhh..... don't tell anyone, I'm not supposed to be here, so this is a quickie. Isn't it cute though.
Be Safe.

Tuesday, September 02, 2008

Sew Sew September

Well the sewing bug has bitten again, and it is time to pull out the machines again. I'm always a little over ambitious with the number of projects that I'd like to complete, but I feel like I need a few new pieces for the wardrobe. I'm thinking a few tunics and some pants, nicely tailored, and maybe a dress or two, simple ones of course. Honestly all my patterns are simple, I specifically buy ones that say "Easy", "Simple" etc.... Helps keep me from going insane with a thousand pattern pieces laying around. Also I have a stash of material, like some people have Gi-normous yarn stashes. I also have patterns like that, I keep them in a file box, (it's time for a new one of those). I am going to go through my patterns today to figure out which ones I'll use, then I'll go through the material bins and post pics later. Until then,

Be Safe.