Pequenopie “Little Feet” June 19, 2011
Happy Fathers Day!
This is one of my favorite pictures of me and my dad. I had just seen it for the first time a few years ago, when my mom gave me some pictures of my girls when they were little so I could make them a graduation scrapbook.
Daughters and sons have such a special connection to their father’s. I really believe some of the teens today, that are in so much trouble, are struggling because they don’t have a daddy in their life. Some girls find the worst boys and men for them because they don’t have a relationship with their father. I am truly blessed to have my father in my life and for him to have held and loved each one of girls, to be a grandfather what else is there.
Father: a role model who gives the gifts of guidance and wisdom while learning how to stretch his ability to love beyond what he knew was possible.
Our dads are so important to us, each and every one of them. So many memories of hiding from my dad, under the desk in the kitchen every day when he came home from work. Every time he pretended like he didn’t know we were there. Memories of walking down the aisle on my dads arm, walking to the man who would be my husband and my children’s father.
Watching my dad hold my daughter Beka, who was his first grandchild, and love that was on his face with each one of my girls. Seeing Michael’s dad taking Beka as a little girl in the school bus, which was his van and getting her ice cream, that of course no one else could make a mess like than in his van. Watching each of them grow into the man and men God planned for them to be, each one of the unique and so special.
Abby is now going on being 21 months old, in a few more weeks. She is looking very solid, tall and not a baby anymore. She is now a toddler and lets us know daily. This week I said uh oh and now she is saying it all the time, a new word. My sister and I had a sister day yesterday and Debbie ate dinner with us. Abby was so funny throwing her pasta at Aunt Debbie, boy you sure forget some of these stages they go through. Today we are enjoying some time with our girls and look forward to seeing both of our dads and celebrate a belated fathers day with them.
Next week our foster/adoption agency is coming into our church to speak on foster care. They had called and asked if my church might be open to it, so I contacted our pastor. I am really excited to see if God stirs up anything in anyone else to foster or adopt. One word is all a person has to see or hear, to be changed.
“Husbands, love your wives, just as Christ loved the church and gave himself up for her to make her holy, cleansing her by the washing with water through the word,” Ephesians 5:25-26
More to come later!
Pequenopie “Little Feet” June 13, 2011
Sisters and siblings sure are special to each and every one of us, they listen to us most of the time and are there in everyday life. I know my two sisters and brother, are very important to me in my life, when times are tough or just on a daily basis they are always there for me. I am so blessed to have such a close relationship to each one of them, and it feels more than a sibling relationship, it’s a friendship.
Tiffany and I have become more than friends we both feel like we are like sisters, raising our two girls, who are sisters. It’s amazing how many girls we have together, her 2 girls and my 4 and we call them all sisters. It’s so funny to see Abby and Gabby together and seeing a lot of the same characterics. Even though these two girls aren’t being raised in the same family on a daily basis, they are siblings, they are from the same family, sisters. They both love dancing and music and the video shows it.
Michael and I went out last night for our 24th Anniversary and it was so nice to have some hubby and wife time. All of our girls and Dustin watched Abby and had a great time. They got Abby so excited that she had a hard time going down for bed. Usually mommy puts her down every night and we have our little pattern of giving her a bottle, giving and getting kisses and mommy puts her down. Hard for a little one when these things change. I always get her babies in the crib with her, after I try and get a kiss and then I lay her down, put her musical bear on and say love you pumpkin.
I also want to speak on a subject that is very difficult for me to put in words. Michael not only plays music at our church but also plays in a blues band, with two other great guys. He had quit this band a few years ago, when he felt like people at our church, thought it was wrong. We both fell into this whole mindset and were working with someone else’s ministry, that our children and family were missing us. We hurt some of these people who were the closest to us. Our girls were upset that we were too involved and almost every night we were gone. The people you go to church with are not your family, in fact we found out when we left, that most of them are not our friends. Most are just acquaintances, which is fine but at the time I thought they were always going to be in our lives. I think part of this happening was because when we lived at our first home, the neighborhood was a community, everyone knew everyone. Then when we moved we no longer had community.
Most women today are working out of their home, so there are not many women around for us homemakers. I had gone from knowing everyone to hardly anyone, it was lonely. I wanted to feel a part of a community and we found that in our church. But as we became more and more involved we let wrong thinking slip in, that this ministry work was more important. Just this week someone asked Michael why is he playing blues and not Christian music. I believe that Jesus is in us, that everything we touch, he is a part of.
Michael was made by God with a gift and he uses it both in his church and in his band. Music is where he is able to share himself, where God had given him an outlet and he is happiest when he’s playing. At church and his band, he is the same, he loves playing and if you ever have heard or seen him then you know what I am saying. I also believe my hands everyday are an extension of my love and belief in God, to take care of my home, love on my children and husband, needlepoint, and do what I do, are all an expression of my love for God and my belief in him. It’s not about sitting in a pew or just playing Christian music.
Does anyone know what is really in a person’s heart, no. I really don’t understand why people judge others and think they have all the answers. No one was asking for an opinion on a man who has lived for a few years now. Who provides for his family, loves his wife, God and his family. I thought it was about loving your neighbor, we try to do this everyday. I wish people would worry about their own backyard and stop worrying about other people, who end up feeling confused and hurt by these actions. I don’t presume to judge another life and say anything about what they are doing or not.
“For the director of music. A Psalm of David. The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of his hands. Day after day they pour forth speech; night after night they reveal knowledge.” Psalm 19:1-2
More to come later!
Pequenopie “Little Feet” June 5, 2011
This is the video from last week, with Gabby, Maddie and Abby. Abby laughed so hard at blowing bubbles, it was the first time she had experienced this. So many new experiences to share and enjoy over the years with Abby, so special.
This weekend we got together with Tiffany and Maddie, and went to a mom to mom sale. I love these sales, you get so many terrific things. So many times babies only wear a new outfit a few times, especially dresses and before you know they no longer fit. It was so cute seeing these two girls together.
Later that day, after Abby’s nap, we enjoyed sitting out in the backyard and watching Abby playing in her little pool. Such a little thing and she had so much fun. Everyday is a new experience and a new moment, so many treasures to have and see. Precious!
More to come!
“Therefore encourage one another and build each other up, just as in fact you are doing.” 1 Thessalonians 5:11