Friday, October 21, 2011
Monday, October 17, 2011
Funny little things
Love that kids make us laugh! A couple cute things from my 2 oldest:
Ezekiel got all dressed up in a costume that he assembled himself. With a red mask covering his face and a tinker-toy sword in his hand, he asked me very seriously, "Is God speaking to me?"
Not sure what he meant, I told him that God speaks to us all the time and that, sure, God could be speaking to him. Of course he then asked "What is he saying to me?"
So I dove into a pretty lengthy explanation about how whatever God says to us will be in alignment with His word...so "maybe God is saying that he loves you and loves your creativity."
Ezekiel answered, "So he likes my costume then, right, mom? Is it honoring to God?"
You know, at the time it just seemed funny -- especially as he said such mature things in that super silly costume. But, as I write it, that little story is pretty sweet too, now isn't it?
***
Tonight at bedtime, Bekah Jane and I were talking about self-control and how God can help us change our attitudes. Of course, I'm pretty good at these little discussions after my kid's bad attitude has changed...in the middle of an attitude problem I may be more likely to tell my kid to suck it up and knock it off. Bekah Jane meshed my two approaches perfectly with this little illustration: She says to me, "'Member when you were crying in the kitchen, mom?"
Not really remembering a specific incident she's referring to, but sure that's probably happened I asked "Oh, was I sad about something?" "Yeah," she says, "but you sucked it up, mom. God helped you to suck it up."
Ezekiel got all dressed up in a costume that he assembled himself. With a red mask covering his face and a tinker-toy sword in his hand, he asked me very seriously, "Is God speaking to me?"
Not sure what he meant, I told him that God speaks to us all the time and that, sure, God could be speaking to him. Of course he then asked "What is he saying to me?"
So I dove into a pretty lengthy explanation about how whatever God says to us will be in alignment with His word...so "maybe God is saying that he loves you and loves your creativity."
Ezekiel answered, "So he likes my costume then, right, mom? Is it honoring to God?"
You know, at the time it just seemed funny -- especially as he said such mature things in that super silly costume. But, as I write it, that little story is pretty sweet too, now isn't it?
***
Tonight at bedtime, Bekah Jane and I were talking about self-control and how God can help us change our attitudes. Of course, I'm pretty good at these little discussions after my kid's bad attitude has changed...in the middle of an attitude problem I may be more likely to tell my kid to suck it up and knock it off. Bekah Jane meshed my two approaches perfectly with this little illustration: She says to me, "'Member when you were crying in the kitchen, mom?"
Not really remembering a specific incident she's referring to, but sure that's probably happened I asked "Oh, was I sad about something?" "Yeah," she says, "but you sucked it up, mom. God helped you to suck it up."
Sunday, October 09, 2011
More Caught Than Taught.
Ezekiel: Mom, can I bring a few books to bed with me?
Me: Sure, hon.
E: Ok, mom, I'm going to bring my Bible, just like you.
Be still my heart...for better or worse, they are paying attention!
Me: Sure, hon.
E: Ok, mom, I'm going to bring my Bible, just like you.
Be still my heart...for better or worse, they are paying attention!
Saturday, October 01, 2011
Soon-to-be Son.
Sweet boy,
Today we celebrated your 2nd birthday....and today we celebrated the news that you will soon be an official member of our family. A Plumb. A brother. Our son. What a day.
It was on Wednesday that daddy and I went to court. You got to play at Grandma's and had no idea that your entire life depended on what that judge said. While you ate cookies (I know Grandma gave you cookies) and played cars and slept peacefully with your little lovey, daddy and I heard the words that will forever change our lives: We can adopt you!
On the drive to court we passed a Planned Parenthood building. I don't think daddy noticed as my eyes welled up with tears and my heart swelled with thankfulness for the life you were granted. Two years ago there was a mama who gave birth to you...and now, for reasons more complex and miraculous than I can explain just yet, we get to call you son.
Daddy had his turn to tear up, too, when we got to meet your mama not a couple hours later as we waited outside that courtroom. She told us of her great love for you, her desire to give you the life she never had, to keep you safe and give you a family, and her awareness that she is incapable of doing any of that. We got to hug her and thank her for bringing you into the world.
So you can imagine the conflicting emotions that surged through us as the judge made her decision and you shifted from "foster baby" to "soon-to-be-son." We feel deeply for the loss of your biological family...and yet we are thrilled beyond words that God has heard our cries and is granting you a forever family...US!
You have molded and transformed my heart and soul, baby boy. God has used you as a mirror in my life to reveal sin and ugliness that I never knew existed. And, by that, he has used you to teach me of his great love for me; his unending grace that he lavishes on me. Because of you, my son, I more deeply understand what it meant for Jesus to pay the price for my rebellion, and to restore my relationship with my heavenly father so that I, too, could be adopted into God's kingdom. I have never known the depth of my depravity nor the greatness of grace. And my gratitude for what I've been saved from has never run so deep. It is my hope, my prayer, that I will be a better mommy to you because of how God has used you to teach me. And, one day, may you grow to understand these truths for yourself.
You know what? We are going to have another party for you in not too long. In about 6 months, you will officially be our boy and we think that's worthy of a pretty big celebration. But, for today, Happy Birthday little one! We love you and thank God for you!
Love,
Mama
Today we celebrated your 2nd birthday....and today we celebrated the news that you will soon be an official member of our family. A Plumb. A brother. Our son. What a day.
It was on Wednesday that daddy and I went to court. You got to play at Grandma's and had no idea that your entire life depended on what that judge said. While you ate cookies (I know Grandma gave you cookies) and played cars and slept peacefully with your little lovey, daddy and I heard the words that will forever change our lives: We can adopt you!
On the drive to court we passed a Planned Parenthood building. I don't think daddy noticed as my eyes welled up with tears and my heart swelled with thankfulness for the life you were granted. Two years ago there was a mama who gave birth to you...and now, for reasons more complex and miraculous than I can explain just yet, we get to call you son.
Daddy had his turn to tear up, too, when we got to meet your mama not a couple hours later as we waited outside that courtroom. She told us of her great love for you, her desire to give you the life she never had, to keep you safe and give you a family, and her awareness that she is incapable of doing any of that. We got to hug her and thank her for bringing you into the world.
So you can imagine the conflicting emotions that surged through us as the judge made her decision and you shifted from "foster baby" to "soon-to-be-son." We feel deeply for the loss of your biological family...and yet we are thrilled beyond words that God has heard our cries and is granting you a forever family...US!
You have molded and transformed my heart and soul, baby boy. God has used you as a mirror in my life to reveal sin and ugliness that I never knew existed. And, by that, he has used you to teach me of his great love for me; his unending grace that he lavishes on me. Because of you, my son, I more deeply understand what it meant for Jesus to pay the price for my rebellion, and to restore my relationship with my heavenly father so that I, too, could be adopted into God's kingdom. I have never known the depth of my depravity nor the greatness of grace. And my gratitude for what I've been saved from has never run so deep. It is my hope, my prayer, that I will be a better mommy to you because of how God has used you to teach me. And, one day, may you grow to understand these truths for yourself.
You know what? We are going to have another party for you in not too long. In about 6 months, you will officially be our boy and we think that's worthy of a pretty big celebration. But, for today, Happy Birthday little one! We love you and thank God for you!
Love,
Mama
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