Just Another Week

Today it's just a short post involving a few tidbits of my week.

--When you don't think you can possibly home school another day because you feel like you're drowning in chaos, and most certainly a school could do a MUCH better job than your paltry, pitiful attempts that reek of failure...just look up Christian school tuition fees and you'll find that you can probably stomach another week or two. And so you resolve to find a little more time again and a little more patience.

--A 2 year old's tantrum will immediately cease when you point out that his socks have orange on them. Of course, you have to have amazing foresight and ensure that he's wearing his orange socks everyday to utilize this parenting technique.

--Friendship is free--which is a great thing cause some days there is just no way to repay a friend. So you pray that God, the Giver of the best gifts, would heap great blessing and reward upon them.

--After trying all week to get our passports done, Dan comes home from work early, we rush back into the city with the kids and our paperwork, just to find out that they don't process passports after 3:30. It was 3:41.

--Thomas Boston is just as fantastic to read as 2 years ago. I did not over exaggerate in an earlier post. I think he's officially become my favorite Puritan.

--My super cute baby has turned into a nasty mutilation machine. She crawls all over the floor and when she finds an abandoned book on the floor, she mutilates, slimes, rips and ultimately destroys it.

--Lindsay has perfected the art of making paper snowflakes. Of course, this coincides perfectly with Courtney's love for eating tiny pieces of paper that gets left on the floor. I suppose as a bonus to me, I don't have to sweep or clean up after Lindsay;-)

Foreshadowing?

A boy heads upstairs on a Monday morning wearing a crookedly buttoned, red checkered dress shirt, a bright blue snap-on tie, with dark blue pants to complete the outfit. Paul informs me that he is going to be a minister. He tells me that he will know every song in the songbook. He assures me that he can find EVERY chapter in the Bible. And I quote, "I will tell all the moms to make their kids listen in church otherwise they have to take them out and they can't have their special snack when they get home. I will ride a motorcycle everywhere I go. I will tell the people about God and I will tell them to listen to me. I will also have a big dog. I will be a GREAT minister. But I have to practice preaching a lot."

So there you have it. I know he's only 4, and that his career choice will very likely change several thousand times. But this momma often prays that the Lord will call one of her sons to this heavenly, holy calling. I understand that the Lord's will shall be done, and perhaps He has other plans for my sons. In fact, all parents ought to pray that their children bring glory to God both now and in the future. But I still smile when I watch my 4 year old, and hope that one day his game of pretend will become reality. Regardless of our station in life, may the Lord use us all for the furtherance of His Kingdom!