Saturday, June 30, 2007
We began the paperwork for adoption in April of 1999. Nathaniel was placed in our arms on August 10, 1999. That’s a fast adoption, right? Yes, it was in retrospect but what’s that saying about a watched pot? That’s right. It was the longest four months of our lives. We were right back where we’d started; throwing fits with God for not following our timetable. It was in the middle of one of these tantrums that the Lord finally got my attention.
I was home alone one day and I had cried and prayed until there was nothing left emotionally. I sat with my Bible in my hand (please note that I had not bothered opening it until after venting my fury –pitiful!). I was sick and tired of reading the same passages over and over. You see, I had been picking and choosing the ones that I thought would put the most pressure on God to act immediately on my behalf. Verses like Matthew 7:7, “Ask, and it will be given to you; seek, and you will find; knock, and the door will be opened to you.” According to my calculations, God needed to uphold His reputation by making good on those promises RIGHT NOW! (you know you've done it, too!) But obviously He wasn’t getting the message.
So, spent and frustrated, I decided to read a passage of Scripture that was obscure, if you will. I had never done a detailed study in the book of Ecclesiastes and didn’t know of many people who had. It seemed like a good starting place. Initially I did what I had painstakingly trained myself to do. I skimmed the page for any “key” verses that would help me tighten the fetters I had placed on God’s wrists. Nothing jumped out. Then I hit chapter five and the words exploded on the page. I stared in disbelief for a few seconds. It was so specific, so personal, so not what I wanted to hear that I knew it was exactly what He was saying to me.
“Do not be rash with your mouth, and let not your heart utter anything hastily before God. For God is in heaven and you are on earth; therefore, let your words be few.”
Ouch! My words had been many; my mouth had been rash; and my heart had uttered hastily time and again. An almost audible voice thundered this paraphrase, “Shut up you whiny baby. You can’t see what I (God) see. Just be quiet!” Maybe you’ve never been slapped upside the head by God. The thing is it hurts…for a moment. But the same hand He smacks you with is slathered with salve –a healing balm. It stings and then instantly soothes. Amazing grace indeed.
I spent the next days and weeks learning (and failing repeatedly) to hold my tongue. I knew that God could handle my incessant ranting and raving but that enough was enough and sooner or later I had to “be still and know that He is God.” And next thing you know, a precious baby boy was placed in my arms. He was perfect in every way. Nathan was five weeks old when he came home with us but weighing just over seven pounds, he still seemed brand new. It was at this time the agency told us that our profile had been chosen by Nathan’s birth mother on the very first day it was shown. God had already provided and already been faithful before we could even see it.
Nathan is Mr. Whimsy as noted occasionally on this blog. After we sang Happy Birthday to him in bed this morning, he jumps up and does a little booty dance while singing "I like to move it, move it." Silliness. He is Mr. Compassionate. I'll NEVER forget the day that Mamoune was in trouble and he pulled me aside and asked to take her place -no strings, no hidden agenda, just love for his sister. And he is Mr. Supreme Snuggler. In fact, we have his word that even after he gets married and moves out he will come over on Friday mornings and snuggle in the bed with us. ;-)
Nathaniel means "gift from God" and he is exactly that!
Wednesday, June 27, 2007
Cheyenne (my youngest niece -the camera loves her)
Jordan, the tool man.
Lisa -taking it very seriously.
And here they all are with the finished product. They painted them the next day but I don't have a picture of it. We have a license plate topped birdhouse for each of the states that Granny and Grandad have lived in. Pretty cool, huh?
Thanks Grandad for a great idea and a great memory!
Here they are sharing a brain, I mean, ipod. They were just getting in the zone for their first big event which was...
synchronized peanut eating; followed by the even more difficult...
synchronized ice cream eating.
The discipline of these men is extraordinary. Years of training and some serious genetics make them an unbeatable team.
Monday, June 25, 2007
That's right. June 25th, 1994 two very young and very stupid people stood before God, family, and friends and promised to love each other "'til death do us part." Thirteen years later, we aren't so young, we're still pretty stupid, and since neither of us is dead yet -we are still together. =)
Tuesday, June 19, 2007
Tim has some kind of fungus (he may not appreciate me telling you this but it is what it is) on his right toes. He is undergoing some homeopathic treatments and is a very cooperative patient, but it isn't comfortable at all and he is hobbling around on one foot.
I (Amie) stabbed myself in the left foot with a pair of manicure scissors (please don't ask me to explain) and the small puncture wound which resulted has become infected. Over the past two days a puffy, itchy, and painful redness has overtaken much of my foot. So, I am hobbling around on one foot.
Isaiah apparently has contracted one of two things: Lyme disease or Rocky Mountain Spotted Fever. We visited a local doctor's office today and he is being treated with antibiotics, rest, and round the clock Motrin. He is pitiful once the medicine wears off. For those who know him, this will put it into perspective -he didn't eat dinner Sunday night or breakfast Monday morning. I TOLD you he was sick.
So far, Nathan and Mamoune are hanging strong but please say a prayer for us and our ailments. What's a vacation for if not to be sickly and miserable? =)
Monday, June 18, 2007
We are in Atlanta right now enjoying a week with family so, there won't be any updates for a few days unless something truly interesting happens. I'm taking pictures though and will give you the low down on the whole trip when we get back next week.
Pray for safe traveling and patient children.
Oh -funniest thing so far was (and always is) our children's excitement over the world's most ginormous peach in South Carolina. Unfortunately, the architects were not thinking clearly when they erected this structure as evidenced by the fact that it has been affectionately dubbed "The Peach Butt" by our family. I think it was Mamoune who pointed out that "it's Isabella's first time seeing the big peach butt, Mom." Don't worry, I'll be writing it in her baby book asap. ;-) Such sweet milestones these little ones go through. Here it is in all its glory... (you thought they were exaggerating, didn't you?Just imagine it from the angle at which you can't see the leaf. yep.)
Wednesday, June 13, 2007
Monday, June 11, 2007
I fold the clothes and the kids put them away. Simple huh? Actually, that's the mommy way...less emphasis on fun; more on just getting the job done. The secret is in the pizza.
When the laundry basket comes out my kids morph into pizza delivery guys/girls. The clothes are the pizzas. They pick one up, deliver it, and come back for more. They love this game and I love that I don't have to keep yelling for them to get more clothes. They literally race each other to get back to me. Here are the pizza flavors they've developed so far but you can have fun creating your own:
red = pepperoni
orange = cheese
black = olive
green = spinach
brown = sausage
other colors (white, pink, blue, yellow, etc) are dessert pizzas
There you go, moms! When was the last time you heard your kids say "aw, is that all the laundry?" Yeah, I wouldn't have believed it either but it happened. I hope this will help motivate your little launderers. =)
Thursday, June 7, 2007
The next day a strangely familiar hummingbird was seen fluttering outside our kitchen window. Maybe he just wanted to say "thanks".
Tuesday, June 5, 2007
I'd like to say that they come highly recommended but...I can't. Despite their passionate claim to have eliminated EXACTLY 152 ants, their method of choice -soaking the downstairs patio with water and mud- might possibly interfere with the success of this business venture. All the same, Nathan says "we can use anything to kill those ants. Stomping, water, even DIRT, man!" And we all know how much ants hate dirt. =) Regardless of the process, their willingness to serve makes me happy.
Monday, June 4, 2007
...they would have. I imagine they were planning a way to get in, take over the airways, and conquer the world. If Isaiah's in charge, the world would slowly be brainwashed into eating all sugar all the time -a slow but happy demise. If Nathan is calling the shots it will be all war all the time. And if Mamoune is the head of this trio, God help us all. Thank goodness for padlocks and 10 foot fences.