Saturday, September 12, 2009

We are getting closer and closer to 6 years old with Ezra.

I love the beauty of the 5 and 6 year old mind. My baby is a fabulous reader, thanks to great teachers. This morning I got the ever lessening privilege of spending a morning reading with him. We opened to Acts 22, which is my area of devotions at present. I was struck that he could keep up with me in reading. When he got to verse 14 and it said "His will", he said that doesn't make any sense now does it? He didn't understand the use of the word will like that. I told him how the apostle was sharing the difference between knowing God in his mind and knowing God with his heart. His will became a beautiful opportunity to explain how we grow in our knowledge and relationship with God, when we are privileged to grow up in a home where God is taught to us. There is a time when God reveals Himself in truth and we prayed together that this would be true for him also. This has been a regular part of the growing process with our children and it is a wonderful blessing to see God working in their hearts and minds.
I am weeping that I have to grow past this childhood time, now for the very last time, attempting to write When we were 6 by AA Milne ever since Ethan and Christina were at that tender age. I may never have this completed, but I rejoice that I have had my mind and heart touched with infancy and toddlerhood very intimately for most of my life and I hope I never outgrow that innocency, though I must grow up and grow old. God keep my conscience tender, even now that my children are older.

1 comment:

Joanne Bodden said...

MAy we grow to be strong dignified and true and may we all stay forever Young!!! What a bright boy Ezra is... I always thought he looked like an angel and he seems delightful. I hope you know that the moment you think it is over that's when your children start having children and it's a new even more wonderful time with your Grands! I can't tell you the joy Muffin's Ilana and Nyra are. I know they are not my Grands but I get to feel the joy of them & its wonderful !

Title- The Studious One!

Title-  The Studious One!
artwork by Elyse

Of biscuits and syrup

Of biscuits and syrup
tasty treats

Happy Saturday!

Happy Saturday!
a day at the Raptor Center.

Widdle Emmie in outer space school

Emmie jumped on the bus and off it flew out into the atmosphere. There was a set of clouds with turbulence right above the house and it took a few minutes for my Emmie to buckle her seatbelt. They hit the bump hard and it knocked my Emmie out of her seat and she bumped her head. The video camera came on and the monitor looked through and stated, Ms. Emmie, where are you? You are not in your seat. Where are you? I am alright I fell because I hadn’t buckled correctly. Well jump up Emmie we have a long way to go and you have to be buckled there is entirely too much turbulence in the stratosphere for you to unbuckle now. As soon as we are through this weather system there will be straight sailing but right now you must buckle. Emmie scrambled into the seat with intensity and purpose now. She watched every cloud pass her window and her nose was pressed to the window trying to see the top of the house as it drifted slowly out of sight. Soon they were not only out of sight of the house, the sun came out brightly and just as quickly they were putting on the atmospherical breathing apparatus and the outerspherical lights. The ABA and the OL. These precautions were to make them appear to be satellites to the radar as they were out in the ionosphere. Emmie knew all about this now. She had gone to the orientation and had a good breakfast and it took them 20 minutes for her to get out past the atmospherical pull and to feel the zero gravity. It would be 15 minutes before the gravity simulators would take effect, a glitch in the system which was being worked on. Until then, they enjoyed the couple of minutes of floatation, while being connected to the seats by belt. The first thing they saw everyday was the strataflotsam. The items which had been dumped into the atmosphere by earlier generations. What would their generation do about this ecological waste area that remained floating above their heads? This was a question for the generations. For now it was the area that they had to guide through on the way to school.

Midnight at the OASIS

Midnight at the OASIS
Sunset in Huntersville

My little Emmie

ran to the bus on the first day of the last year of school. 2 buns on the side of her head. She kissed me and ran at dawn to the bus. She was starting the adventure of a lifetime. I would never see that little girl again, she was going to woman school!

My Father and I 1989

My Father and I 1989

to the tune of Parsley, Sage, Rosemary and Thyme


Are you going to Mary Immaculate?

Apricots, Chocolate Cherries and Pie,

Remember me to the one who lived there,

He once was a true love of mine,

Tell him to buy me an acre of land,

Apricots, Chocolate Cherries and Pie,

Between the muddy Hudson in Jamaica Bay,

Then, He’ll be a true love of mine,

Tell him to sow in it seeds of pure cream,

Apricots, Chocolate Cherries and Pie,

And build Ice cream mountains and buildings of whipped cream,

Then, He’ll be a true love of mine,

Tell him to reap them with sickles of M&M’s,

Apricots, Chocolate Cherries and Pie,

And chew bubble gum and eat till we’re done,

Then, He’ll be a true love of mine.

Tell him to run it off down the motor parkway,

Apricots, Chocolate Cherries and Pie,

After your done 50 pushups

and jog down the West Side Highway,

Then he’ll be a true love of mine…

(Don’t wait for me today dad, The kids are sick again, My tummy’s bulging again, My heart is aching again, And now there’s no love there…)

He once was, a true love of mine….So, Girls, I do beg you don't miss your Daddy,Apricots, Chocolate cherries and Pie,You have one short chance to see him on this side, Go visit him and let your light shine.