The Shindig

We are back from our yearly couple's beach trip. We didn't go the first year it was started. I think we slid our way in because another couple couldn't go one year, we're okay with that, as long as we keep getting invited!
It was originally started for our friend Kim's 30th Birthday, her husband wanted to bless her and have others bless her with coming together for a big celebration. It was also a way for husbands to show love to their wives. They even had T-shirts with the Ephesians verse that speaks of husbands loving their wives at Christ loves the Church. I saw how the theme of love really played out this weekend. However, the couples we were around, love each other with Christ's love I think on a daily basis. There has been a lot that most of the couples that we went with have been through. I feel blessed to even see a glimpse how Christ has worked in and out of their marriage and families. God has been good to my friends and He will continue to be good. I take great peace in knowing that He is in control and is gracious with His love, His providence and His power. Here are a few pictures below before we went out to our fancy dinner.
Oh and my friend's like to eat, and I mean eat good, that is one of the reasons we keep coming back!

Sunday is coming.....

I was thinking about Easter and what I wanted to post about. I read Beth Moore's post today and thought she shared the hope I desperately believe. No matter our circumstances, our trials, our joys, our sufferings He is alive and in the midst of those who call upon His Name. The context of the below quote from Beth Moore is about some of her blog friends commenting on how they are doing, just in general. How life is going for them. Some difficult things were shared that I pray that I will never have to go through. Some great joys were shared too.... She sums all of it up with her following thoughts.....

"And Christ is watchful and active and overflowing with unabashed, unbridled affection over every single one of them. As Present in one as any other. As purposeful in the life feeling the least purpose. The most exhaustion. He still raises the dead. Saves the lost. Heals the weak. Sets prisoners free. He never misses a tear. Never let’s us go. He was lifted up so we could be drawn to Him. Killed so we could live. Beaten so we could win. No matter what stone seems to have you entombed, He can roll it away. Nothing can stay in the grave when God has resurrection on His mind. And, Sweet Thing, God has resurrection on His mind right now.

He had it on His mind with every beat of that hammer on the nails penetrating Christ’s flesh. “For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son.” Death never gets the last word. Not even the death of relationship. Respect. Well-being. Health. God cannot – will not – leave well enough alone. His business is life and life at its liveliest. Loveliest. May He roll away every last thing that is stifling His effervescence in us. He never promised that life here would always be fun but He mighty well promised that life here could always be full. Every single ounce of power expended on the Cross is yours in Jesus’ Name. Ask Him what that means. How you draw from it. That’s what I’m doing today. Like you, I’ve had innumerable blessings and unforgettable moments of late. Like you, I’ve also had my own heartbreaks, disappointments, and worries. Felt weary to the bone. Frustrated to the core. I’ve cried, too. Thought I was fed-up with some things, too. Wondered if I’d ever change, too. Then comes Good Friday. The violence that says something’s about to be different. That causes our earths to quake. Then comes the Saturday wait that seems an eternity long. Then, finally, FINALLY comes Sunday morning…long before dawn. By that time the Father has waited long enough. And stones begin to roll.

“When you were dead in your sins and in the uncircumcision of your sinful nature, God made you alive with Christ. He forgave us ALL our sins, having canceled the written code, with its regulations, that was against us and that stood opposed to us; He took it away, nailing it to the cross. And having disarmed the powers and authorities, He made a public spectacle of them, triumphing over them by the cross.” Colossians 3:13-15

Some of us are burdened and weary because we never have allowed ourselves to feel the full and free forgiveness of the Cross. What if today you believed it? What if today you believed Him? What if you finally let it go? What if today the deadness in us could no longer resist the sound of Christ calling us forth from the tomb? What if we decided to get up and really live?"


AMEN!! (That's my contribution)

"Honey, why do you think your stomach hurts?....."

Marschall "Well I think I ate too much food"

Me "What have you eaten?"

Marschall " Hotdog, chips, cake, peanut butter & jelly sandwich, banana,
yogurt and some chocolate candy"

Me "Did they serve you lunch at school? I had feed him the peanut
& jelly, banana and yogurt once he had gotten home)

(His preschool is over at 11:50, they usually eat "snack" around 10:30")

Marschall "No, that was my snack".

Me "Marschall, a hotdog, chips, and cake is not a snack, that is a meal.
How about next time you tell me what you have had at school to eat
before I fix another lunch for you. That way your stomach won't hurt.

Marschall "Yeah.. I will". (As he sits on the toilet for the second time today)

I've been tagged

I have been tagged by Melissa. I am suppose to share 7 strange things about myself..... Here goes

* I am an impulse buyer, however, I am the queen of returning things. I almost get more joy purchasing than actually keeping.

* I hate having clutter, we have a junk draw that I clean out every so often; without hardly looking at what is in the draw I will chuck everything into the trash.

* My aim in life is to be as cozy as possible. I love big blankets, big fleece pants and tons of pillows. Sounds attractive, huh? I love making the boys cozy too, with warm drinks and a cozy sofa pallet to watch their favorite movie.

* I love checklists, I will make a "to do" list that actually has the action to make another list for something else. Like "Create beach trip list".

* As Melissa mentioned buffets, I feel I have let the system down if I don't at least go back 3 times to a buffet, hence why I hate buffets, I feel terrible for the rest of the day.

* I cannot not wear mascara.

* I like reading magazines from back to front, I will even peak at a back of a mystery book to see if I can glance what the ending is. I don't like surprises.

His Best Buddy

My 4-year old's best friend drives a car, he's married and has children. I am asked through out the day when is "he" coming home? When I tell him "he" is on his way home from work, Marschall runs to look for him out the window. He has the rest of the evening planned for what he and his best buddy, (which he refers to him often) will do together. I get to witness a very special relationship. I am so thankful Marschall has the kind of dad he does. I see Pete longing to be home with his boys too. He gives me the call, "On my way, love, tell them to get ready". Usually, get ready means, they will have "the best fight ever". They wrestle...a lot. Sometimes I think someone may fall through the floor upstairs.
I caught a glimpse yesterday into my 4 year old's mind. How much he yearns to be like his dad and just "be" with his dad. I took a double take yesterday and wanted to capture this memory. Marschall had gotten his baseball mitt, his ball, bat and most of all his dad's mitt together. That was his "plan" for the evening, an old fashioned game of baseball with his dad. Supposedly, Marschall had the best hit ever and I guess his dad threw the best pitch ever. I sure do love having boys around, all three of them.