Saturday, July 31, 2010

Sugar Creek Gang

   The first thing I did when I got home was to slip into our bathroom and lock the door and take a good look at myself in the mirror.  Or perhaps I should say, a bad look.  I certainly was a sight, and I think that I actually looked meaner than the little red-haired, mean-faced Till boy.
   I didn't like to have my parents see me like that, but of course they did.  I washed my hands and face carefully and combed my hair.  When I came out of the bathroom, Mom, who was getting upper, gasped and said, "What on earth!"
   I hated to mention the fight, so I said, trying to be indifferent, "Oh, I just got too close to a bumblebee who didn't like me very well." I knew that before long I'd have to tell her about the fight though.
   Mom stood there with a teakettle in one hand and a potato peeler in the other, and with astonishment all over her face.  She said, "It certainly looks like you got too close to two bumblebees!" There was  a twinkle in her eyes though.  She knew boys pretty well and was used to having me come home with a sore toe or a worn shirt or with a new bump on my head were I'd fallen down somewhere.
   Mom turned around and poured water out of the teakettle into something she was cooking, then she said, using the same tone of voice I'd been using, "What were you trying to do? Use the bumblebees for binoculars?"
   She didn't scold me for getting stung 'cause she figured maybe I couldn't help it. Besides, getting stung and having your eye swell almost shut, is enough punishment. I certainly would know enough to be careful next time without being told.
   I went in to see Charlotte Ann who was getting cuter every day and who had the sweetest smile.  We'd do most anything to get her to smile, such as tickling her under the chin or touching her pink toes or making funny faces, and sometimes she wouldn't, but would just lie there with her big blue eyes open wide and look innocent.  Then her little arms and legs would start going like four windmills, and she would coo and act awful smart.
   Well, when I came in with my swollen eyes, she started smiling right away.  "How do you like your big ugly-faced brother?" I asked her, and those four windmills started going and she looked like she was so happy she could talk, only she couldn't.
   I picked her up carefully like Mom had taught me to and held her a while, being especially careful to hold her so her little head wouldn't bob around too much.  Then we went and stood in front of our big mirror in Mom's bedroom.
   I tell you she was a grand little sister.  Something in me just bubbled up kind of like the water does down in the spring, and I kissed her on top of her curly, black head and called her Charlie and said, "We're going to be pals when you grow up, aren't we?"
   That bubbling up kept going right on inside of me.  Oh, I tell you she was wonderful! Grand! Great! Astonishing! Perfectly swell!
   I put Charlie down in her bassinet and went out into the kitchen, gave Mom a hug and went galloping out of doors yelling "Whoopie" forgetting all about my swollen eyes, except that I couldn't see very well. I started helping dad with the chores.


Friday, July 30, 2010

Favorite Devotionals...

Come Forth as Gold #30

1 John 3:2-3

...The picture of the Refiner is stright from Eastern life.  The Eastern goldsmith sits on the floor by his crucible.  For me, at least, it is not hard to know why the heavely Refiner has to sit so long.  The heart knows it's own dross.
"How do you know how long to sit and wait? How do you know when it is purified?" we asked our village goldsmith.
"When I can see my face in it," he replied.
Blessed be the love that never wearies, never gives up hope that, even in such poor metal our Father may at last see the reflection of His face.

My Father, if you are working into me some traits I would not have chosen to work on myself (for example, patience!), then I ask for your grace to carry me through.
"Purify" me of everything but perfect acceptance in you.....


EXTREME Smile
Day 207

Romania: Milan Haimovici

The cold, dark prison cell was crowded with Romanian Christians who were determined to bring the light of Jesus into the darkness.  One of these prisoners was a Jewish believer names Milan Haimovici.
One day, Milan began a discussion with another cell mate who was a great scientist but a godless man.  Milan was not of the same intellectual and cultural level as this professor, but he told him about Jesus.  The professor scorned him, "You are such a liar.  Jesus lived two thousand years ago.  How can you say that you walk and talk with him?"
Milan replied, "It is true that he died two thousand years ago, but he is also resurrected and is living even now."
Then the professor challenged Milan, "Well, you say that he talks with you.  What is the expression on his face?"
Milan answereed." Sometimes he smiles at me."
"Such a lie," the professor laughed. "Show me how he smiles." Milan graciously conceded.  he was horn and only skin and bones, with dark circles around his eyes.  Hews missing teeth and was wearing prisoner's uniform, but such a eautiful smile appeared on his lips.  his dirty face shone.  There was so much peace, so much contentmetn, and so much joy on his face.
The godless professor bowed his head and admitted, "Sir, you have seen Jesus."







Learning How to Breath...


The Will of God is Good...

Saturday, July 24, 2010

Pledging Her Allegiance to Christ

video

Graduation 2010

video
At the beginning of the video I am saying that I am going to be taking a video to show those of you who weren't able to make it around my church.  :)

Decorations

Parents with Roses and Diploma
FOOD! :)
Friends
More decorations
Board
Display Tables
Gift/Card table
Great-Grandma Mary with Josiah

Sunday, July 11, 2010

Psalm 18:1-3

I love you, O LORD, my strength
 The LORD is my rock, my fortress and my deliverer

       my God is my rock, in whom I take refuge


       He is my shield and the horn of my salvation, my 


stronghold
 I call to the LORD, who is worthy of praise


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Monday, July 5, 2010

Here is some cuteness from a week ago.  They were both looking outside for their Dads.  :)