Goodbye Rose

Rose Pierce

? 2008 - January 2009

Rose, today we mourn our loss. What can we say about the old hen? She was extrodinary in her own ordinary way. She was adventurous which might have led to her untimely death; though we believe her act was one of bravery. She was working for the good of the flock and learned the hard way, crime doesn't pay. Yes Rose you were seeking provisions, a tasty pellet of your very own. Never mind that you flew the coop to get it. Death at the jaws of one of our own.

Rose do know that your death may not be avenged, but the others have learned their lesson...stay off the porch when Sierra was there first.

May you Rest In Peace!

Not Me Monday!

1. I did not find my Nator walking around with a dead mouse in his hands. (actually I didn't my husband, and a guest that was at my house did).

2. I do not have to rewash an entire load of laundry because there was a dead mouse in the dryer with it. (Hey, at least they're dying!)

3. I did not consider digging for coke bottles in the trash to redeem points for My Coke Rewards so that I can better my chances of winning a cool camera...I'm not that desperate.

4. I also did not insist that Mr. Incredible drink only drinks that came with Coke points for the same reason. And I for sure would not try to make him feel guilty by asking "does that come with coke points" when he put something other than a coke product in the basket.

Go check out Mckmama's for more Not Me's.

Yes dear...I will blog this.

What is this you ask? Well it appears to be a black background with some tape and...what is that little white stringy thing? Am I such a thrifty sewer that I hold on to even the tiniest threads of string? Is it a sliver of silk from the ancient chinese silk worm? Perhaps a piece of horse hair from the violin of a famous musician...no, but close!

This my friends is the firt gray hair plucked from the chin of my husband. It is significant, it is symbolic, and it will not go unnoticed!

First the significance:
It is the first of his gray hairs.
He plucked it, which means something like 7 will grow back in it's place
He is in fact mere months away from turning 30

Now the symbolisim:
It is a sign of wisdom more than age as 30 is not old...or at least I no longer think so. But wisdom abounds in him as he has grown increasingly more dependent on the Lord.

It is a sign of maturity, again not in the sense of age, but rather maturity that comes from having a wife and three children. Of running a household and dealing with stress. Maturity that comes from waiting on the Lord and rejoicing in times of drought.

To me this is a proud symbol. Proverbs 16:31 says "Gray hair is a crown of splendor, it is attained by a rightous life."

"This righteousness from God comes through faith in Jesus Christ to all who believe. There is no difference, for all have sinned and fall short of the glory of God, and are justified freely by his grace through the redemption that came by Christ Jesus." Romans 3:22-24

Wordless Wednesday

Hmmm...Not Me!

1. I did not just get out of the shower at 4:00pm today...

2. I did not mistakenly call a friend on the phone and say "mom?" when I really meant to call my mom.

3. I did not let my Nator run all over DQ last night just because the older people thought he was cute.

4. I did not finally poison the mice only to find green mouse poo all over my house. I would not then assume that the poison must not be working because it's running through them too fast.

5. I do not long for the day when my bed is just for my husband and I.

See what Mckmama did not do this week

Sanctity of Human Life Month

January is Sanctity of Human Life month. I was privilleged to get to speak about a special ministry I am involved in yesterday at a local church. I was truly honored to be able to speak about the ministry I am involved in and it was the first time I shared my testimony with people whom I'd never met. What really struck me though was my own reaction to words God had given me to speak. I had written my speech and I read an reread it before I spoke, but still the Lord moved in my heart when I shared these words:

"Matthew 25:40 says "And the King will answer them, 'truly, I say to you, as you did it to one of the least of these my brothers, you did it to me.'" There is no more helpless indvidual than an unborn child nestled in his mother's womb. But what can we do for that unborn child when we can not touch him? We can not physically perserve his life with our own hands. But, we can touch the life of his mother. We can speak truth to her. Truth, that, her baby is "fearfully and wonderfully made" and that she has a God who loves her. We can help her with her physical needs and teach her how to be a good mother. We can offer her hope for the future by showing her that she has more than one option in her situation. And, we can love her unconditionally just as Christ does."

Someone did that for me. God did that for me. My sin brought brokeness to my dying body. God gave me new life through Jesus Christ as a young mother. Oh what that means to me! What that has meant to my husband and my children and the people I interact with! What that means to the glory of God!

When the Pharisees accused Jesus of interacting with sinners and the worst of all people they accused him of caring for me.

We are waiting on a decision to be made. Has that ever happened to you? You are at the mercy of some other person(s) to decide the fate of your family in a very big and sensitive area? No Mr. Incredible isn't in trouble with the law.

When speaking with my Lord about the matter the other evening I felt an overwhemling sense of peace at the thought of the outcome of the decision. Whether that decision be yes or no. But then, out of no where and much to my surprise we didn't get a yes or a no, we got a WAIT!

I was thrown for a loop with that one. I wasn't prepared for that answer and it was NOT what I wanted!

Now, I've had to wait a time or two in my life...I waited 27 months total to see each of my precious children for the first time. I waited 13 years to be out of school (I really disliked school). I waited 2 years for Mr. Incredible to ask me to marry him. I knew on the first date we would marry.

But waiting is fresh and new each time you have to do it. It's a new sense of agony and wondering. I think this time though, I'm going to choose to glorify God in my waiting. I'm not going to waste my time day dream about what if and what could be (I'm good at that).

God how can I serve you today? How can I not waste my waiting by glorifying you?