Tuesday, November 17, 2009
Come, ye sinners, poor and needy,
Weak and wounded, sick and sore;
Jesus ready stands to save you,
Full of pity, love and power.
I will arise and go to Jesus,
He will embrace me in His arms;
In the arms of my dear Savior,
O there are ten thousand charms.
Come, ye thirsty, come, and welcome,
God's free bounty glorify;
True belief and true repentance,
Every grace that brings you nigh.
Come, ye weary, heavy-laden,
Lost and ruined by the fall;
If you tarry till you're better,
You will never come at all.
I will arise and go to Jesus,
He will embrace me in His arms;
In the arms of my dear Savior,
O there are ten thousand charms.
View Him prostrate in the garden;
On the ground your Maker lies.
On the bloody tree behold Him;
Sinner, will this not suffice?
Lo! The incarnate God ascended,
Pleads the merit of His blood:
Venture on Him, venture wholly,
Let no other trust intrude.
I will arise and go to Jesus,
He will embrace me in His arms;
In the arms of my dear Savior,
In the arms of my dear Savior,
In the arms of my dear Savior,
O there are ten thousand charms.
However, they left out one of my favorite verses:
Let not conscience make you linger,
Nor of fitness fondly dream;
All the fitness He requireth
Is to feel your need of Him.
How amazing is that? All we need to do is to know that we need Him. And, He is the one that gives us the grace to realize that! He does everything! I love believing in a Sovereign God and Saviour. :)
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
Monday, November 2, 2009
Because a big beautiful, blue, butterfly* bit me on the butt, my bitten bottom's big, bruised, blistered, and burns bad when I sit on the beach watching belugas blow and bouyant, burly, boats battle on the bays of Brazil.
Can you guess the letter we repeated? Try reading it out loud. It sounds funnier. :)
*Yeah, not sure the last time a butterfly bit someone's behind, but it made for a sillier sentence. See, it's addictive! I can't stop!
Wednesday, October 7, 2009
MESSENGERS is currently in production of "Light and its Effect on the Beast: Scenes from the Gospel of John". My brother, sister, and dad are all on stage! They do a wonderful job, by God's grace.
So, this year, they are taking the show to Seattle, where they will perform in two churches, and then to Thunder Bay Canada, where they will perform once. After a show closer to home, they will head out again to Fargo, North Dakota. Isn't that exciting? I will be going with them to Seattle, but will be staying home (I think) for the trips to Thunder Bay and Fargo.
We leave for Seattle tomorrow afternoon, and then they'll be going to Canada the next week. Would you please pray for us? Pray for the love of Christ to be evident among the Messengers group, so that we can minister to those we are going to meet. Also, pray that the trip would go smoothly (at least 5 people are traveling in a van all the way there--they left this morning--and the rest of us are flying) without any vehicle breakdowns or delays. Pray for the performances, that the cast would feel comfortable on the different stages, so that they will be able to worship. And for the audiences, that the Lord will gather in His lost sheep, using Messengers as a tool.
Sunday, October 4, 2009
I love this little girl so much. At the moment, she doesn't feel well. She came down with some sort of bug that was cycling through our house. Actually, she got a fever on her birthday, the 30th! But, she is still cheerful.
She is the best pretender of our whole family. Ever since she was 2 she has been able to play, whether she had someone with her or not. She finds things to play that don't require any toys, just imagination. When she started kindergarten, she was only 4. She wanted to do school with all the big kids, but she really wasn't very ready right at that point, because instead of doing her seat work, she would go to the bathroom at 9:00 and not return until lunch, when we called her. Of course, she wasn't in the bathroom all that time, she was playing!
She also loves to sing, and has a very pretty voice. She loves purses, wallets, jewelry and such, but loses them frequently. (I think she's gotten a lot better with this, though.)
She has also always been a pretty big mess-maker. Always. When you walked in the room, you knew that Amy had been there if it looked like a tornado had blown through that part of the house, even when she was still in diapers.
She is also very bright. She will think about things until she figures them out. She is an excellent reader and is also a very talented artist.
But most important, she loves Jesus. A couple years ago she made up songs about Jesus and typed them up, printed them out, and hung them up. She sings worship songs at church, in her room, while she's doing chores, etc. And she has a very tender heart.
I love you, Boo Baby, SOOOO much!
Saturday, October 3, 2009
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
I'm a sophomore in high-school.
I wake up at 7:30 every day except Saturday. Sometimes on Sunday it's 7:00.
I am in a book group this year, and I love it. We have read Rip van Winkle, and are currently on our last week of Wuthering Heights (I finished it yesterday! Fabulous book. Loved the ending.). Our next book is The Three Musketeers. We meet every Monday from 1-3 to discuss what we've read. It is so fun to hear everyone else's opinions!
At home, I'm taking: Algebra 2, Anatomy/Physiology, American History, Spanish, and maybe Civics (if we can get that started up in the near future).
Last Friday, I took the PLAN test. It was hard work. The math and science tests were extremely difficult for me. I could feel my brain constricting. The clock was ticking and I knew that I could get the right answer, but I didn't have enough time. Because I was rushed through the last two pages of the math test, I would read the problem. Re-read. Re-re-read it. And it wouldn't go in. I had to guess. On at least five of them. Even though I knew how to solve those kinds of problems!!! It was so frustrating. The science test wasn't nearly as bad, but the very end was similar, unfortunately. English and reading were totally fine, at least I think. The test results could always show differently :P.
Oh well. My dad said that I can re-take it if I'm not happy with the score I receive.
Next year, (my Junior year) I will (Lord-willing) apply for PSEO at a nearby Christian university. My score on this test affects whether that will happen or not. We'll see. It's all in God's hands. What will worrying do? Nothing.
"Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to his life?"~Luke 12:25
Wednesday, September 23, 2009
"Accepted in the beloved."
-- Ephesians 1:6
What a state of privilege! It includes our justification before God,but the term "acceptance" in the Greek means more than that. It signifies that we are the objects of divine complacence, nay, even of divine delight. How marvellous that we, worms, mortals, sinners, shouldbe the objects of divine love! But it is only "in the beloved." Some Christians seem to be accepted in their own experience, at least, that is their apprehension. When their spirit is lively, and their hopes bright, they think God accepts them, for they feel so high, so heavenly-minded, so drawn above the earth! But when their souls cleave to the dust, they are the victims of the fear that they are no longer accepted. If they could but see that all their high joys do not exalt them, and all their low despondencies do not really depress them in their Father's sight, but that they stand accepted in One who never alters, in One who is always the beloved of God, always perfect, always without spot or wrinkle, or any such thing, how much happier they would be, and how much more they would honour the Saviour! Rejoice then, believer, in this: thou art accepted "in the beloved." Thou lookest within, and thou sayest, "There is nothing acceptable here!" But look at Christ, and see if there is not everything acceptable there. Thy sins trouble thee; but God has cast thy sins behind his back, and thou art accepted in the Righteous One. Thou hast to fight with corruption, and to wrestle with temptation, but thou art already accepted in him who has overcome the powers of evil. The devil tempts thee; be of good cheer, he cannot destroy thee, for thou art accepted in him who has broken Satan's head. Know by full assurance thy glorious standing. Even glorified souls are not more accepted than thou art. They are only accepted in heaven "in the beloved," and thou art even now accepted in Christ after the same manner.
Monday, September 21, 2009
Saturday, September 19, 2009
Oh, and a few days ago I got a CD from the library. Very awesome. "The Best of Rocky". I love it! I think that I'm going to make "Eye of the Tiger" or "Burning Heart" my ring tone if I can persuade my techno-savvy bro-in-law to help me upload it. Wouldn't that be cool?
It seems like there was one other thing...hmmm...Oh yes! I'm reading Wuthering Heights right now. Despite it's somewhat "dark" atmosphere, if you will, it is very well written and intriguing. Has anyone else read this?
Thursday, September 10, 2009
Revelation 5:9 "And they sang a new song, saying, 'Worthy are You to take the scroll and to open its seals, for You were slain, and by your blood You ransomed people for God from every tribe and language and people and nation,'"
Thanks so much. The Lord is working mightily. Goodnight!
Sunday, September 6, 2009
As most of you know, I'm really excited to/really want to get married, have kids, homeschool them, and be a homemaker. Several months ago, I was feeling discontent with my life as it was (school, teenagers, etc.) which is funny because I actually really enjoy school. I just wanted something else. To be grown-up and married.
As I was only 14 then, it was pretty ridiculous in the world's eyes, and in my own. I knew that marriage was something many years away, so why was I discontent with my wonderful life? A life that so many other teenagers probably wish they had?
Then, one Sunday at church, we sang the song, "We Will Dance". It's about Heaven and the marriage of Christ and His bride, the Church. Right then I knew that I could be satisfied with the life of a 14-year-old girl. I no longer felt that I would be discontent until I was married, because I am--right now--the bride of Christ! I began to focus on how much He loves me and how He came and died for me--filthy sinful wretch that I am--and how He chose me. I don't know why. I certainly don't deserve His incredible, devoted love. But He loves me. He chose me. I'm His bride. O the bliss of this glorious thought (to borrow the words of Horatio G. Spafford :)! He took my eyes off of myself and fixed them onto Him. And, He allowed me to have my "brideom" (I had no other idea how to say that :p).
This is going to sound a little silly, but bear with me here. Okay. While we were singing that song (We Will Dance) I started to picture the hag/witch from the Disney "Sleeping Beauty". Yep, the one with the warts and the fingernails and the apple. Can you guess who that was in my mind? Me. And then, I saw Jesus--of course, He was the handsome prince. He then turned me (the witch lady) into His "strong, pure, spotless bride!"
So yes, that is kind of silly, but I think that it is a pretty good allegory--at least the Lord has allowed it to be for me. As a teenage girl, I have to fight the sin of vanity--always wanting to look good and have people's approval. But to God, without Christ's righteousness, I am infinitely more unbearable and unsightly than that witch from Sleeping Beauty. So why did He send His Son, Jesus, to die for me in order for me to be his bride? For His glory. But why wasn't His Son repulsed at the sight of me? How could He love me? I have yet to solve those mysteries.
Anyway, I think that it is helpful for me to picture myself as an ugly, shriveled up, wicked woman. That's what I am. But Christ's blood paid my ransom and set me free. Now, I have His righteousness before the throne of His father (Now also MY Father...another whole post!). And...
I will not fear Your (God's) judgment
For me no wrath I dread
For it was spent on Jesus (my bridegroom!)
Poured out upon His head
When Satan’s accusations
Make my poor heart afraid
I hear my King declaring
“Father, that debt is paid!”
~Jesus My Only Hope
WOOHOO! I get goosebumps whenever I sing that last line--I picture Jesus with His arm around my shoulders, declaring my freedom. :)
There are so many hymns and songs going through my head right now that always cause me to see a similar scene by reminding me of the Gospel. I just love Him so much. I am His. Forever.
Okay. Now I've had my gush. :)
p.s. What are some of your favorite "Gospel" songs?
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
Anyway, have a very happy birthday Scott! You're getting so old! Well, not really, but you have a wife and a house and have graduated and everything...you are just pretty far in life for so young a guy. Congratulations!
I love you and really, really hope to see you soon! I have SO MUCH FUN when we're together. You make me laugh so hard. :D Thank you for being such a great role model for me. You have taught me a lot. Like being a hard worker, serving others, and loving the Lord. I love you big bro!
Thursday, August 27, 2009
Well, I have a bad cold, so I should get some rest.
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
*We watched "What About Bob?" last night. :)
p.s. Sorry I haven't updated in nearly a month. I've been busy and every time I think about writing a post I can't think of anything to write.
Update: No, I'm not in third grade. I just looked at the site that I posted and saw that it looks like it is aimed toward little kids. Oh well. It's still fun. I know you all think I'm lame :P That's okay. I probably am ;)
Monday, August 3, 2009
Thursday, July 30, 2009
Much, much, love,
Katie :) <3 :) <3
Tuesday, July 28, 2009
(all measurements are VERY approximate. I don't measure anything, so just eyeball it and experiment until you find the amounts that you like the best)
1 c. leftover coffee (it doesn't really matter if it's fresh or old, hot or cold. With hot coffee, though, you will need plenty of ice to make it cold enough)
1-1/2 cups of ice
1/4-1/2 cup powdered milk
A splash of milk
1/2 t. vanilla
1/2 c. sugar
I will warn you that there will be a thick layer of foamy stuff on top and the really good coffee-y stuff on the bottom--both are good, but I never drink all the foam. If you want to, you can skim off some of the foam in order to make it more concentrated. Sometimes we add chocolate syrup to make a Mocha Cooler. Mmmmm...
Pictures of this delectable drink coming soon!
Friday, July 24, 2009
Thursday, July 16, 2009
My mom totally surprised me with this gift--it's a cookbook that my aunt helped to compile. I have grown up with a bunch of the recipes that it contains, and now I have a copy of my very own! It is called "Sassafras" and it is amazing. Every single recipe was tested 5 times and each time every taster had to give it 5 stars in order for it to get into the book. So, pretty much everything that you make out of it is awesome. I think she got it from Amazon.com. Go buy it! Also, notice my purple-with-white-polka-dots apron. Isn't it lovely? You can't tell from the picture, but the bottom is all frilly. :)
Mmmm...Frozen Mocha Cheesecake! It was SOOOO good! In fact, that recipe is from Sassafras. Doesn't it look delicious? Don't you want it right now? I do!
My dad was proud of the fact that he got this picture of me with my cheeks full of air and the candles 1/2 blown out.
The necklace that I'm wearing was amother present from my mom. I LOVE it!
Thank you, my dear family, for making my 15th birthday so special! I love you!
Wednesday, July 15, 2009
1. Hearing Ben's laugh as I'm about to fall asleep
2.Gideon being downstairs sometimes when I come down in the morning
3. Gideon's smile
4. Getting Gideon to laugh by saying a random word that he likes over and over (such as the word "surprised")
5.Talking with Allie about getting married and married life and babies
6. Talking with Allie about what kind of person my husband will be and possible prospects.
7. Allie coming into my room to borrow something before I'm awake when she's getting ready for work
8. Borrowing and lending clothes from and to Allie
9. Hearing them come up our steps after I'm in bed
10. Hearing them go up their steps after they get ready for bed
11. Talking to Ben about philosophy late at night
12. Allie's teasing and calling me a dork
13. Ben's teasing and calling me a 'towelhead' when I wrap my head in a towel after a shower
14. Watching Rocky or School of Rock while eating Little Debby Snack Cakes
15. Eating dinner with the whole family and talking
16. Ben asking me not to set the alarm at night because he is going downstairs to make Mac&Cheese or Ravioli
17. Driving with Ben to the grocery store or to pick up fried rice
18. Having a big brother in the house
19. Having a big sister in the house
20. Talking about pimples, makeup, and clothes with Allie
21. Brushing my teeth at night while Ben waits and teases me.
22. Allie coming into my room in the morning right after I wake up and asking, with a mischievous smile, "what are you doing today?" hoping that we can do something together
23. Holding Gideon all the time and watching Allie try to eat while holding him
24. Allie commenting on pretty much everything that "it'll give you cancer"
25. Allie talking about how much she loves 1/2 price appetizers at Applebee's
There you have it. (And yes, I did just have a long, hard cry ;)
Friday, July 10, 2009
"And the evening and the morning were the first day." -- Genesis 1:5
The evening was "darkness" and the morning was "light," and yet the twotogether are called by the name that is given to the light alone! Thisis somewhat remarkable, but it has an exact analogy in spiritualexperience. In every believer there is darkness and light, and yet heis not to be named a sinner because there is sin in him, but he is tobe named a saint because he possesses some degree of holiness. Thiswill be a most comforting thought to those who are mourning theirinfirmities, and who ask, "Can I be a child of God while there is somuch darkness in me?" Yes; for you, like the day, take not your namefrom the evening, but from the morning; and you are spoken of in theword of God as if you were even now perfectly holy as you will be soon.You are called the child of light, though there is darkness in youstill. You are named after what is the predominating quality in thesight of God, which will one day be the only principle remaining.Observe that the evening comes first. Naturally we are darkness firstin order of time, and the gloom is often first in our mournfulapprehension, driving us to cry out in deep humiliation, "God bemerciful to me, a sinner." The place of the morning is second, it dawnswhen grace overcomes nature. It is a blessed aphorism of John Bunyan,"That which is last, lasts for ever." That which is first, yields indue season to the last; but nothing comes after the last. So thatthough you are naturally darkness, when once you become light in theLord, there is no evening to follow; "thy sun shall no more go down."The first day in this life is an evening and a morning; but the secondday, when we shall be with God, for ever, shall be a day with noevening, but one, sacred, high, eternal noon.
p.s. sorry that some of the words are stuck together! I hope you can still make it out--
Wednesday, July 8, 2009
Monday, July 6, 2009
Just like his daddy: he loves his hoodie!
Check out that double chin! This lil' Maurer loves baseball. See his outfit?
Asleep in his bouncy seat.
A close up of his chub.
For more pictures, you can go to Allie and Ben's blog: http://www.teammaurer.blogspot.com/.
Saturday, July 4, 2009
Monday, June 29, 2009
MORNING: June 28
"Looking unto Jesus." -- Hebrews 12:2
It is ever the Holy Spirit's work to turn our eyes away from self toJesus; but Satan's work is just the opposite of this, for he isconstantly trying to make us regard ourselves instead of Christ. Heinsinuates, "Your sins are too great for pardon; you have no faith; youdo not repent enough; you will never be able to continue to the end;you have not the joy of his children; you have such a wavering hold ofJesus." All these are thoughts about self, and we shall never findcomfort or assurance by looking within. But the Holy Spirit turns oureyes entirely away from self: he tells us that we are nothing, but that"Christ is all in all." Remember, therefore, it is not thy hold ofChrist that saves thee-it is Christ; it is not thy joy in Christ thatsaves thee-it is Christ; it is not even faith in Christ, though that bethe instrument-it is Christ's blood and merits; therefore, look not somuch to thy hand with which thou art grasping Christ, as to Christ;look not to thy hope, but to Jesus, the source of thy hope; look not tothy faith, but to Jesus, the author and finisher of thy faith. We shallnever find happiness by looking at our prayers, our doings, or ourfeelings; it is what Jesus is, not what we are, that gives rest to thesoul. If we would at once overcome Satan and have peace with God, it must be by "looking unto Jesus." Keep thine eye simply on him; let hisdeath, his sufferings, his merits, his glories, his intercession, be fresh upon thy mind; when thou wakest in the morning look to him; whenthou liest down at night look to him. Oh! let not thy hopes or fearscome between thee and Jesus; follow hard after him, and he will never fail thee.
"My hope is built on nothing less
Than Jesus' blood and righteousness:
I dare not trust the sweetest frame,
But wholly lean on Jesus' name."
Isn't that beautiful? I'm praying that the Lord will keep us looking at His Son and what He did for us, not at ourselves. In fact, my signature on my email is 2 Corinthians 5:21 "For our sake he made him to be sin who knew no sin, so that in him we might become the righteousness of God." What wonderful news!
Thursday, June 25, 2009
And it also slides to reveal a full Qwerty (no idea what that means) :p like this:
And it has a camera and a music player!
Now, for some VERY exciting news. I HAVE TEXTING! It's so fun to put that adorable tiny keyboard to work! My daddy was so sweet. He saw that this was the phone that I wanted, but I had to have unlimited texting until the rebate came back. He had already had the $5 a month texting, and I was planning on getting that, too. So, he just upgraded our plan so that the whole family has unlimited texting! Isn't he super nice? I love you, Daddy!
So, if you like texting, send me one! I'm also planning on sending pics of Gideon to friends and family :)
Thursday, June 11, 2009
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
Me and my nephew:
Gideon James--what a big boy!!! (someone is holding him up.)
And now for some news. I am going to Amsterdam! My dad is going there on business and he asked me and my mom to go with him! We leave next Monday. I am so excited. Because my dad will be busy with work stuff, my mom and I are going to go sight-seeing, visit museums, and just hang out. We'll be staying in a 5-star hotel! How cool is that?
Well, I have to read 15 pages of "The Confessions of St. Augustine" and then write an entire essay. Woohoo. Yay. Fun. Not. Wish me luck!
Monday, May 25, 2009
~off to watch a Monk...
p.s. sorry this was so late in coming. I am aware that the finale was almost a week ago ;)
Saturday, May 23, 2009
I am a Chicken (sung to the tune of, 'I am a C')
I am a CHICKEN. I am a CHICKEN HICKEN. I am a CHICKEN HICKEN RICKEN I SICKEN TICKEN I A NICKEN. And I have CHICKEN HICKEN RICKEN I SICKEN TICKEN in my HICKEN E A RICKEN TICKEN and I will LICKEN I VICKEN E E TICKEN E RICKEN NICKEN A LICKEN LICKEN YICKEN.
I am a Cong (sung to the tune of, 'I am a C' and 'I am a Chicken')
I am a CONG. I am a CONG HONG. I am a CONG HONG RONG I SONG TONG I A NONG. And I have CONG HONG RONG I SONG TONG in my HONG E A RONG TONG and I will LONG I VONG E E TONG E RONG NONG A LONG LONG YONG.
Thursday, May 14, 2009
This was when he was only a few days old, so it isn't very recent, but I think it is really cute!
So, enough about future plans. I suppose that those of you reading this will already have read the intro that I wrote at the beginning process of posting this post, so you can just disregard that whole last paragraph.
Anyway, our near-12-hour drive to Louisville, KY has really been uneventful so far, aside from numerous bright lightning strikes and the rain that we drove past/through in the last couple hours. At the moment, there are at least five semis in our vicinity. Ah, the joys of road trips! I love them. Not semis. They scare me. Road trips. I love road trips. That special love is largely due to the fact that I've had the wonderful privilege to be able to fly standby my whole life. My dad works for Northwest Airlines (soon to be Delta Airlines). It has been an invaluable blessing to our entire family. We thank God for it. But now, road trips are the special adventurous way to travel instead of airplanes for me.
I just love the feel of the road under the car's tires and the security of being on land. I know this sounds strange, but for me, I thoroughly enjoy the time spent just cruising along with my family in the car. I love reading books, listening to music or Odysseys, or just talking to my siblings or parents. It's a time away from distractions where I'm free to relax and take it easy. Nothing is urgent or needs to be done. I can take things at my own pace. Of course my dad's....ummm....technical geekyness, I guess I'll call it (used with the utmost respect and with the most affection imaginable) makes all the difference in the world for our car trips. He bought a neat gadget that allow you to have things plugged into the car (like laptops for movies or writing blog posts) as well as a cool cassette tape thing that goes into the car's tape player and also plugs into a headphone jack (in a laptop, cd player, or mp3 player) so that everyone can hear the movie or song playing. It's pretty sweet. And he's pretty sweet for doing all that to make our ride as enjoyable as it is.
We've already watched some episodes of The Dick Van Dyke Show, Boy Meets Grill with Bobby Flay (one of my favorite chefs on Food Network, which we watch at relatives' houses) and a couple Monks. Super duper fun. Poor daddy does all the work and then all he can do during the drive is drive. BORING! Thanks so much, daddy, for making our ride so nice! I love you!
Oh, yeah! I am reading an excellent book by Louisa May Alcott. It's called, An Old-Fashioned Girl. Thank you, Rose, so much for letting me borrow it! It's been a blessing (as the mom on The Art of Candlemaking would say ;).
Wow, just saw another big lightning strike.
Anyway, I'm only about 55 pages through that book, but so far I can really identify with the main character. I think I just love how Alcott wrote. I haven't read anything of her's that I haven't truly loved. Little Women is one of my absolute favorites. Along with The Inheritance. FABULOUS!!! READ THEM!!!
Okay, I just realized that I'm listening to a couple songs from Mary Poppins from one of my Classics Disney albums on my mp3, and that Burt is Dick van Dyke. I mean, I knew that, but it's funny to listen to him as Burt when I was just watching his hilarious show. Sorry. That was very off topic, and this is a terribly long post. I'm at least putting people to sleep if not boring them to death completely. My apologies.
Well, my dad just asked my mom to call Scott to tell him that we are about 30 minutes away! YAY!
We ate lunch at Culver's today. It was super yummy.
WOW! Scott just told us that KRIS ALLEN IS SAFE! Wow. I definitely thought he would go home tonight. Not because he didn't do a fantabulous job last night on both songs (or at least, that's what I think) but because everyone kept saying that it would be Danny and Adam in the finale. Okay. That's weird. Wouldn't it be crazy if Kris actually won???
Keith, who is reading over my shoulder, just informed me that I'm blabbing too much. Here are his exact words: “Did you know you're rambling?”
I already apologized for this terribly unorganized post with a zillion topics, but I'll say it again. I'm very sorry. I bet no one's reading any more. That's totally fine. I don't blame you at all. I will STOP rambling now. There. I'm done. Goodbye.
p.s. Okay, I know, I'm totally lame because I already said what should have been my very last words, but I just wanted to say to those of you who may be asking that Scott is graduating from Southern Baptist Theological Seminary with a Masters of Divinity. (yes, I did have to ask my mom about both facts *blush*. I'm not even sure what a Masters degree entails. I know. I'm a horrible person.) Goodbye for really truly real.
Tuesday, May 5, 2009
Monday, May 4, 2009
Anyways....PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE, vote on the polls if you watch American Idol!!!! I would love to know what my friends and family think about this season of this fun show! My favorites are Kris and Danny. By far. I would be SO happy if the finale was between the two of them, or even if it was between one of them and one of the others, so long as Kris or Danny won. They are both Christians (or at least, that's what Wikipedia says) and worship leaders in their churches. That's why I like them so much. They seem like really friendly, genuine people. And, there is something different about them that makes me think that they are born again. In fact, Kris (my favorite of my favorites) has been a missionary to Burma, Thailand, Morocco, and other places. Pretty fantastic. I really hope that they both make it, even if neither of them wins. I would totally buy their CDs. Their voices are both very beautiful and calming and cool. If you'd like, you can watch their performances here, at American Idol's website by clicking on their performances on beneath the playing performance (it will most likely be one of Adam's). I think he'll probably win. But who knows? Simon Cowell thinks that Danny has a better chance. That would be exciting!
Well I'm gonna watch Star Wars 1 with my fam. I'll try to get more pics of the babe up real soon. Today got away from me really fast (I cleaned my room for the better half of the day).
Sunday, May 3, 2009
Thursday, April 9, 2009
Little sleeping Gideon. He loves to have his hands up by his head. I think it's adorable!
Tuesday, April 7, 2009
My mom and dad were at the hospital when he came. I had put the other kids to bed and I was watching movies when my mom called. Then they came home around 2am, and I was asleep in the recliner with the T.V. still on. It was fun.
Then, this morning, I woke up before 7! I rarely get up that early and never of my own accord. Amy came into my room shortly after that wanting to know if the baby was here or not. (I had tried to wake all the kids to tell them that Gid was here, but it only registered with Erin. The other two don't remember me coming in.) Then Erin came in and we all talked for a little while and then we all decided to go ask mom about all the details (how much hair he has, how big his nose is, etc.) but we couldn't find her. Turns out that she was back at the hospital for maternal comfort and guidance at Allie's request. Nothing was at all wrong, but everything is just so new. I think I really want my mom to be at the hospital with me when I have a baby. It would just feel nice to have the comfort of "mommy" when I'm a new "mommy".
Anyway, we're doing school today, which, I might add, is flat out torture, (ok, not quite torture but close) because all I want to do is hold and kiss that li'l guy. I just talked to my mom on the phone a few minutes ago and she said "I have to go. I have to hold the baby because Allie needs sleep. I'll call you later." I was like, "Arggh! I wish I was there! I would totally love to take care of him while Allie's sleeping!" Oh, I can't wait for this afternoon or this evening. Either my mom will come pick us up this afternoon or my dad will bring us there after work. Well, I'll post pictures either later today, tomorrow, or the day after.
Monday, April 6, 2009
Erin and I just got a really nice 5 piece set for him (with green and blue dinos) and another really nice brown and light green and cream colored outfit for him for $17.50 (altogether). I guess that's not proper, to write down the price (in case they read this) but I wanted to show what a great bargain we got! They are super-duper adorable. Eventually, I might post pictures of him in them, but until he grows into them, I'll post pictures of him.
Please excuse any spelling errors. My spell check isn't working. Sorry this post is so rambly. I CAN'T WAIT!!!
Tuesday, March 31, 2009
Friday, March 27, 2009
Wednesday, March 25, 2009
I had Biology class this morning. We "dissected" 4 different flowers and 9 different kinds of fruit. I don't really think it qualifies for the title of a "dissection" because they aren't animals, and it isn't gross. I'm relieved that we've left kingdom Animalia for at least a little while. I was getting sick of dissecting a new poor animal every week. But, I must say, the ones we've done so far haven't been as bad as I thought they would be. I actually touched our dogfish shark with my bare hands. I know, I know, I live on the wild side.
Has anyone seen Fireproof? I know you have, Grace, because I watched it for the first time with you. Anyone else? I LOVE it! My favorite part is when he *spoiler* bashes the computer up and replaces it with those beautiful roses and that sweet note that says "I love you more!" I think I started crying. I know I started crying when he's *spoiler* apologizing to Catherine at the end. He is an amazing cryer! (okay, that's not even a word.) Mrs. Maurer and I agree that we've never seen anyone in a movie cry like that. I guess Sam in LOTR is pretty close, but not quite. Then again, I've only seen a very select handful of movies. ;) So, if you've seen this wonderful movie, let me know what you think! If you haven't, go to your local McDonald's or Cub and get it from redbox for a buck. It's by far worth every single penny. Plus, EVERYONE in the movie is from Sherwood Baptist Church except Kirk Cameron, who is a Christian professional actor.
Okay, this post was very odd and random, but hey. That's me. I have to read twenty pages of Plato in the next 30 min before my class. Better hurry. Bye!
Saturday, March 14, 2009
~soon to be auntie
Saturday, February 14, 2009
p.s. I just did spellcheck, and it didn't recognize the word "Wii". How old is the spellcheck on blogger? It needs to get with the times, man! kidding.
Monday, February 9, 2009
Saturday, January 31, 2009
Wednesday, January 28, 2009
Thursday, January 15, 2009
What happened was that a lady had left her van running, unlocked, while she went into her work building. Some guy stole the van, and the lady called the police. Anyway, the officers started following him (he was going way over the speed limit, which is not the smartest thing to do in Minnesota in the winter) and I guess he lost control. He came through our yard, hit our tree, went out of the yard, pushed (crashed) our car across the street, skidded, and hit our poor baby again. He totaled her.
One of my first reactions was gratefulness that my dad and brother were inside the house and safe. Had they been two minutes later, they could easily have been seriously hurt or killed. God spared them. It was not their time to go.
Please pray that we can find a new car quickly. Also that my dad will not be stressed out in trying to do so. The Lord has sustained him so far, and he has succeeded in maintaining a cheerful attitude throughout all this hardship by God's grace. Thanks.