Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Trust

I just had to share this with you. Emilie emailed her Daddy this morning as she dealt with the news that school and therefore a much awaited field trip were cancelled due to a snow storm. I think she expressed the thoughts and feelings we all experience when something goes wrong in our life. I'm following that with her daddy's reply and advice to her and then her sweet, trusting response. What a beautiful reminder of how submitting to God and trusting His work in our lives brings peace in the midst of pain. I am humbled and encouraged by her example today.


daddy today isn't any school and that really sucks because are field trip was today and another tomorrow i feel like pulling my hair out argggggggggghhhhhhhhhhh !!!!!!!!!! i am so mad i am going to cry why why why did it have to snow today why not yesterday or or or saturday cause these next three days of the week were supposed to be perfect cause on friday we were having a party arrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrggggggggggggggggggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh if its no school tomorrow i wont have any hair left and my eyes will be swollen from crrryyyyyyyyyying


 I knew you would not be happy. I am so sorry honey. If I could I would come home and play with you just because I knew you would be sad. But I cant come home early either. I am sorry honey. I am praying for you to have a good day anyway.

Love you baby.

Dad


thanks daddy its just hard to know i am missing a field trip but if i keep praising god and thanking him that tomorrow is the big field trip he might make it work tomorrow and on friday. i am going to make the easter crafts mom got for me but then i will play zelda . like mom said, make out what's best of it. i just wish it didn't snow today but i will have to be brave and face what might be ahead of me and trust god to do the best because maybe school was canceled today because someone could have got hurt at the srss for our electricity field trip . ok bye

Friday, March 20, 2009

All I Need



Contrary to the look on Ivan's face, my children really did enjoy blessing me yesterday on my birthday. It was great resting in my room and hearing the sounds of Bob and the kids working together to prepare a very nice dinner. Of course, there were varying levels of participation, but it was great to just stay home together and enjoy a special occasion.

Their ultimate gift to me was this picture, though, since my kids HATE posing for pictures (especially Ivan). They did cooperate, though, and I have this treasure to remember the day by.

It’s really that simple, isn’t it? No gift would have outweighed the blessing of having my children nearby and happy. I’m so thankful I was able to have that yesterday.

 

Thursday, March 19, 2009

Birthday Blessings



It's my birthday! I love birthdays and this one is no exception.

So, I am celebrating by:
       1) eating chocolate for breakfast (some received as a gift from a friend)
       2) having lunch at a cute little tea house with a dear friend
       3) enjoying a special dinner planned and prepared by my 3 kids (and their Dad)
       4) counting my blessings
       5) wondering who cut my bangs when I was 4
 

Friday, March 13, 2009

The Music Moves Me

So, Bob and I had our first dance lesson yesterday. And we survived. And so did the teachers and the onlookers.

Boy, was it intimidating. We walked in while the intermediate class was finishing their lesson. Most of them wait around and talk while we beginners have our lesson, because after that there is a time of just plain dancing and practice time. They turn down the lights and everything. This Menno girl has come a looooong way!

Anyway, knowing the intermediate class is watching is scary, especially since the teachers just launch right into the lesson and in the first lesson we learned how to dance the rumba complete with a TURN! Have mercy. Do they have any idea who they are working with? I was hoping for baby steps, but we got launched into the world of dance from a cannon. OK, not quite that bad, but it was scary. And so much fun. If it wasn't for my feet hurting from too pointy shoes, I would have danced longer. Gotta get me some better shoes. Still need to practice the turn though. I keep getting it wrong.

When we got home Bob and I showed Emilie what we had learned and she clapped and everything. We must be good.