fridge art is melting my heart!


When I picked Abigail up from MDO yesterday, they had a Valentines card waiting for me! This is her very first "refrigerator art" and my heart is already melting every time I look at it! As I hung it up with a magnet last night, I realized that the little act of putting this card up on our fridge was almost like an emotional "milestone" for me...
my little baby is growing up so fast!!

Obviously she had some help, since those fine motor skills are still developing...but her teachers said she loved trying to use the heart shaped sponge to make this lovely card!

Its the most beautiful valentine I've ever received, so I just had to share it with yall!

Amazing Grace

This is a post I didn't think I would have to write. Not so soon any way. I have never written or spoken much about death, although the Lord did speak to me about this topic several years ago. He showed me that I have a perception about death that is not true. So, I then began praying for wisdom and studying what the Scriptures say about death versus my understanding. I saw how death equaled fear and finality to me. I saw an exact opposite theme in the Scriptures for His children. At the time, this "new" knowledge was theoretical and interesting. Something I hoped to share with someone when they needed it. I didn't think that that someone would be me, not for a long time any way. A few short years later, I found this understanding the Lord gave me was one of the few things that kept my head together after the sudden loss of my dad. I also found that knowledge and revelation is one thing, but applying it in a daily real way is a fight, a mental battle. In fact knowledge/revelation and application are two separate issues altogether. Less than a year and half after losing my dad, I find myself still learning how to apply what I know to be true. With each passing day, I learn how to win the battle, but it's still a battle nonetheless.

Today I found out some dreadful news. I received word that my dad's best friend, a man who is a second father to me in many ways, and is my Godfather, Ray "Jack" Hardin may only have 3-6 months to live on this earth. He was diagnosed with cancer 3 months after my dad passed away. He's had some ups and downs, but there was cause for hope. Now it seems the physical battle is getting the better of him. He's opted to forgo more chemo and radiation to have these months with strength versus a few extra months with sickness and no strength. I would chose the same.

Now, I am not saying that a medical diagnosis is gospel. In fact, if you know me and Sarah very well, you know of the healing we've been recipients of, and seen in others. So I know the Lord heals. I have seen it many times. I have also seen Him not heal. I have no idea what the Lord intends for Ray Jack. My hope and my prayers are that Ray Jack will have many more years on this earth. But, having just lived through death of my dad and a miscarriage, I will cherish all moments with him that I get.

Today begins a new battle. One I cannot even define yet. I have few words right now. Here's what I do know. I know Ray Jack loves me. I love him. I know the Lord loves Ray Jack and I know the Lord loves me. I know if the Lord takes Ray Jack soon, I will see him again, but I will miss him greatly. Ray Jack is and has been a strong voice in my life. A very dependable and honest voice. A voice of experience. A loving, caring voice.

I hope to discover how to cherish hours, minutes, and seconds. I hope to see another miraculous healing. If I must, I hope to discover how to say "see you later" to someone on their way to see the Father face to face.

In case you had the same wrong perception of death and ever need to know, here's what He showed me so many years ago. As His children, we don't die. We conquer. Our bodies do die, yes, but the real part of us, the part we love in each other begins to live unhindered. We die in the medical sense, but we die into a life of unspeakable joy. So we actually live. As if that wasn't enough, we are given a new body too. Amazing Grace.

Parker





little life lessons

"A baby will make love stronger, days shorter, nights longer, bankroll smaller, home happier, clothes shabbier, the past forgotten, and the future worth living for." ~ Anonymous

Just had to share this picture of my and my sweet little girl. This was the first time she has "helped" me cook! My heart is full thinking of the days ahead as she grows and being able to teach her and love on her as she learns so much about life. I was telling a friend today that it hits me hard sometimes what huge responsibility it is to raise a child, even when they are still so little. Even though it stresses me out sometimes, it is my joy to be the one who gets to teach this little person how to do the basics in life like talking, walking, and eating. We dont realize until we are parents what a huge blessing and undertaking it is...but such an honor that the Lord chose us to raise our children. Crazy that He trusts us so much with the seemingly little, yet very big, lessons to teach our little ones.

Funny that in the end, I learn from her. I have learned to cherish bites of good food, (and spit out the ones that are gross!). I have learned to look for a way to smile even after I fall. I have learned to not give up even though walking in this life is sometimes hard (literally for her, spiritually for me). She has taught me to look for my Daddy when I need comfort and reassurance that I am going to be okay.

She teaches me to find excitement in the little things.
I feel so lucky to have such a sweet little teacher.

Be Still

I have wanted to write on this blog since Sarah created this. (This is Parker, not Abigail...yet. Although she did send a text somehow the other day). Frankly, I haven't slowed down long enough to share my thoughts. This blog may prove therapeutic for me. An outlet of sorts. You may not know I spend most of my day thinking quietly to myself. My profession requires me to think of man's law, and my mind often thinks deeply towards my Father and life as His son. I don't regularly share my thoughts, so writing will serve a purpose for me.
Now let me lay few ground rules for you to keep in mind if you intend on journeying into my inner thoughts. One, I reserve the right to make more rules. Two, if I sound like I am teaching sometimes, the truth is I am teaching myself. If I can get my thoughts organized enough to write, I will listen to myself...usually. Three, most days I spend drafting well thought out language with correct grammar, spelling, and convincing arguments, which now actually brings me to the rule. I will not try to have perfect grammar, spelling, and especially convincing arguments. I value your opinion and I hope you value mine. If we agree, then I am thankful for that common ground. If we don't, then I am thankful for your point of view as I know I am just one person with one point of view and set of experiences. Four, my thoughts are just that, thoughts, not necessarily my life's statement (although that may emerge, eventually). Because I think about life and the Lord and write about Him doesn't mean I am fully correct, nor does it mean that I am stuck in my thoughts. I have been wrong about my perception of people, the Lord, and myself more times than I can count, a trend I am sure will continue, however, (I am sure this is a run on sentence, but I am not thinking about that, see Rule 3) I have learned that I don't have to be right. In fact, I've made it a goal of sorts to not have to be correct, but be willing. Willing to learn, willing to admit I don't know very much and don't understand much either. This may sound self defeating, but its really not. Have you ever stood at the top of a mountain or been in a boat in the middle of the ocean in a storm? You come to realize you may not be as big or smart as you'd led on to yourself or others. But that brings me to the whole reason I wanted to write today.

I had much to do today at work. I had many plans. As I am sure you all did (assuming at least one person other than my wife reads this). Maybe I should say, I am sure you did. Well whatever, anyway, like most days this week, we found our plans are not going to be accomplished as we had planned. Most of us are at home, transferring our energy from work at an office or job site, to a vacuum or sponge. All good things, but there's something else I am doing instead, being still.

I found myself playing with my 13 month old ball of joy, Abigail. We thought she should see the snow too, so we open the back door and she did a curious thing. She was still. She just looked at the snow covered ground and was mesmerized. (she eventually tried to eat it, but that's another post, another day). I thought she'd immediately jump and roll, but she was still.

Being a father, I am very interested for a number of reasons in what Abigail does. One reason is that Jesus encourages His listeners to have faith like a child. Therefore, I am studying my daughter so that I can learn again how to have faith like a child. So as she is still watching the snow fall and as the busy city is abnormally quiet, I remember the scriptures also say to be still. In fact Psalm 46:10 says more. It says: "Be still, and know that I am God." It connects being still and knowing that He is God. Interesting. I have read that verse many times, but never thought about the fact it may be hard to have one without the other.

My plan today was to drink coffee, rush to work and go, go, go on my to do list. Well that wasn't the plan that the Maker of the snowflakes had for me. So, today I am still. And now that I am still, I am reminded the Creator is also God. As I have mediated on this near order to be still and know He is God, I find my heart and mind slow down too. Much like Abigail's busy body stopped when we set her down and opened the door to look at the snow. Funny how seeing things bigger than ourselves, even at a young age, causes us to be still.

I know why I am not still as much as I want to be which is another post, but I will say this to our dedicated two followers, I am going to work towards stillness, regularly. Not as some religious to do, but for me. Because, when I am still, I am reminded He is God. My next logical thought after knowing He is God, is that I am not. What a relief too. I can barely balance being a husband, daddy, son, friend, professional, etc. He is that and much more for the billions.

On a personal level though it's comforting that He is my God. He is the one who protects my business when my to do list doesn't get done fast enough. He is the one who watches over my family when they are sick. He is the one that protects me from harm. He is the one who holds it all together. My mind likes to fight that truth with a lot of "buts" as I like to think I have a part in holding it together, however the truth is I just participate as He leads me. He gives me the opportunity to participate, something much different than holding it all together.

So thankfully, today He led me to be still. My being still gave me peace because I know He is God. Because I know He is God, I can be still. I pray the same for you today. Let's take a lesson from Abigail. Let's be still as we look upon something bigger than ourselves.


our snow angel

A few of my favorite "Snowy Day" things:

1. baby mittens that only fit over a few of my fingers
2. hot chocolate (with lots of marshmallows!)
3. homemade chili and cornbread
4. seeing Abigail's tiny breaths in the cold
5. space heaters!
6. cuddling up with Parker and a warm blanket for some good TV
7. bringing A to our bed in the morning to wake up as a family on a cold day
8. no pressure to go anywhere, because nowhere is open!
9. wearing my warm fuzzy socks I got for Christmas
10. amazing new pictures of our little girl (see below!)


me and my girl

this is such a good daddy picture, isnt it!?

nothing better than a great nap on a snowy day...
she slept with her arms like this the whole time!

EYELASHES!! i mean, wow!!

a little cutie!

Hope everyone is staying warm and safe! enjoy this winter wonderland!