Every good and perfect gift is from above...James 1:17

Friday, February 27, 2015


/snibe•er•ee/  v. : using the promise of snow activities as bribery

Monday and Tuesday we had ice days this week and on Wednesday we had a 2 hour delay.  Monday was a legit ice day, but Tuesday and Wednesday had clear roads. Today we had real snow; not the white stuff that is really sleet that FW usually gets and we call snow, but honest to goodness snow. For hours. And this is the day the administration decides we need to stay at school?
I was at school and drove home at 9:30.  The 18 minute trip took one hour and 15 minutes.  Cars and trucks were spinning out everywhere, causing backups.  At one point we were trapped on the road, just waiting for somebody to move. Eventually we made it home, just to let the dogs in and turn around to go back to get the bigs. Another hour trip to make it back to school, and by then the official word was that school was not dismissed early but parents could pick their children up early.

Believe it or not, my kids did not want me to take them out early. It took us another hour to get home, during which time I bribed them with the promise of wonderful snow activities. My arsenal consisted of snow play,
snow angels,
 snow ice cream,
with a surprise of a coke slushee,
ice cream cone cup cakes
and snuggling with a movie.
I think they finally decided an early dismissal was alright.
Thankful to be safely home in a warm house 
with the people I love.

Monday, February 23, 2015

Snow Day!

Technically it was an ice day. Regardless of the name we had no school.  Woo hoo!
 Mommy doesn't do cold.  Mommy does snuggling under a warm blanket, hot chocolate, game-playing and movie-watching, but Mommy doesn't do cold.  
Thankfully Daddy does.
I always love an unexpected day home with my people.

Saturday, February 14, 2015

My Brother

Today is my brother's 47th birthday. Instead of wishing him happy birthday, I'm gonna do the next best thing I can do and pay tribute to him.  I want to share a few things I have learned throughout the years from my big brother.
He taught me to be a tom boy. We played with Matchbox cars all the time. We would make race tracks in the dirt for our cars with little hills to jump. We always played with those plastic horses, too. That is until I would lean too hard on a horse and break its leg. Then he got angry with me and we would have to stop playing for the day.  I tried to play Lincoln Logs with him and build erector buildings with him, too, but I wasn't too good at either of those. We used to shoot his BB guns, but I guess I wasn't too good at that either since I shot him in the leg once. That's when he taught me that Mom didn't  need to know everything we did.
He taught me not only to take care of my parents, but to be there and have it done before they even know they need it.
He taught me to make my no be a no and my yes be a yes.  Steve knew what he wanted and what he didn't want and that was it.  Period.  There was no wishy-washy and no guessing on what he wanted. When his mind was made up that was it and you knew it.
He taught me to pursue my dreams. Find something I like and make it happen. Steel Kreations was his hobby he turned into a business. And that boy was talented. If someone wanted a design, he made it happen, and it happened with excellence.
He taught me to think about what others were thinking.  Let me clarify, not to think about what others think of  you. He couldn't have given a rat's a** about what others thought about him. And that's a good lesson as well.  But what I mean is that he was constantly thinking of others' needs and wants.  He did more than just think of them; he acted on it. He gave the most thoughtful gifts, and he helped others whenever or however they needed it, without any thought of getting something in return.
He taught me do the things you love with the people you love.
He taught me to take time to do the little things to show my family how much I love them.
I wish he would have taught me to be a better cook.  Man, he could smoke a mean meat, can some tasty cinnamon pickles, and whip up some fantastic pies.
My husband wishes he would have taught me his organizational skills. He has a million tools in his shop, each one has its own little home, and it stays there. One could not merely sneak in and out of his shop because he would know you were there every time.
There is such a hole in our hearts. It will never be filled again. It hurts.

God did not make this happen, but He will help us get through it. He tells us we will share abundantly in Christ's sufferings and through Christ we will share abundantly in comfort too. 2 Cor 1:5  Blessed are those who mourn, for they shall be comforted. Matt. 5:4  And Psalm 30:5b tells us weeping may stay for the night, but rejoicing comes in the morning.

God promises to comfort us who are left here on earth without Steve. But He assures us even better things for Steve and all those we have lost. 1 John 2:25 This is the promise he made to us--eternal life.

Our God is a god of love. We know he gave his only son so that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life.

So we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen, since what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal.
2 Cor. 4:18

For the rest of our lives in this world, we will miss you so much, Steve.  But I trust in the Lord that I will see you again.

Sunday, February 08, 2015

Eli's Born Again Birthday!

For it is by grace  you have been saved, through faith--and this is not from yourselves, it is the gift of God--not by works, so that no one can boast.

Ephesians 2:8-9

This precious boy is saved!
Tonight Lijee asked Jesus to be his savior.  

I know he's barely 4 years old and he doesn't totally understand.  But for now his little bitty four-year-old heart is filled with Jesus. 
Can I get an amen!
I also know when asked of his salvation story he will not be able to remember this exact moment, whilst getting ready for bed with his Mommy and the bigs. But what an awesome thing to not be able to remember a time in your life when you did not personally know Jesus Christ as your Lord and Savior.
A shout out to Daisy for faithfully praying for this moment, as well as planting the seeds.  Eli told me he already asked Jesus into his heart once with Daisy.  >3

Therefore he is able to save completely those who come to God through him, because he always lives to intercede for them.
Hebrews 7:25

Tuesday, February 03, 2015

Laughing Horses

Elijah and I fulfilled our duty as  good Fort Worthians by attending the annual Stock Show and Rodeo last week.  Sadly enough, that particular day they were in-between  livestock so there weren't a lot of farm animals there.  We did, however, see some chickens.  For a brief moment I actually missed Harold, who laid an egg a day, and Zues, who would jump up to eat dog food dangled from my fingers.
Then I wanted a horse as we walked through the equestrian building.  I would not, however, want to do calf roping.  I feel sorry for those little guys when they get their necks yanked so hard they fall down and then rough-housed when their legs get all tied up.  Bless their little hearts.

My country roots were coming out apparently, because along with the chicken and horse I really wanted an alpaca after the petting zoo.
Pardon the fingers…Lijee needs some work on his photography skills.
We played on lots of tractors,
including a cabbed one that had a special little seat so we both could sit in it.  I sang "Thank God I'm A Country Boy" while driving us around and dumping loads of dirt from the bucket on things for a good 10 minutes.
We also spent time playing in animal cages,
as well as running through worms.
 As we were leaving we walked past a horse that did a half-neigh.  Eli said he wasn't sure if that horse was neighing or laughing.