Tuesday, July 29, 2008
I am claiming five children at this point and wanted to make sure you all knew that this was an unintentional slip and not some hidden message.
There are only five of them, there are only five of them, there are only five of them, there are only five...
Monday, July 28, 2008
When we visit Atlanta my mom always says, "Boy, do I know when my kids are home. Ya'll have stuff strewn from one side of this house to the other." Ahem, don't worry Mom, I'll ship you your black shoes, white sweater, Steak-n-Shake cups, Daddy's socks, and cooler.
Boy, do I know when the grandparents are here. ;-)
Friday, July 25, 2008
Tim made a declaration upon arriving home from work Thursday. "We need to embrace a lifestyle of peaceful tranquility." I only had one question: "Where are we hiding the children's bodies?" yeah, that was when the declaration became a pipe dream.
Last night was rough. It was a phone call near midnight - poopie diaper at 1 - Isaiah leg cramp at 2 - bottle at 3 - Justus doesn't want to go back to sleep 'til 5 - why won't you take your pacifier - oh, because that's your ear I'm shoving it into - kind of night. yawn.
But my parents are here (I will try to post grandparent/Justus pictures tomorrow) and it's fun to relive the newness of his being here through their eyes. Now if I can just convince them to take the night shift...
Thursday, July 24, 2008
I have a Daily Bible. 365 Daily Readings in Chronological Order. What could be simpler? Today is July 24th. I am on May 12th. sigh. Oh, and that is after I skipped February, March, and most of April trying to get caught up. double sigh. But I keep plugging away.
I don't know about you but when I read the Bible, weird things jump out at me. I see the lessons and the obvious things that you'll find in commentaries, devotional books and such but sometimes the strangest things capture my attention. This could mean that I am total heretic who rips Scripture out of context and distorts it for my own purposes. I hope not. Or it could just mean that my brain (hopefully in conjunction with the Holy Spirit) works in mysterious ways. Here's what I'm pondering today.
1 Kings 3.16 Classic story where Solomon displays his God-given wisdom by discerning the true mother of a child after threatening to cut it in half. A bizarre story from beginning to end but this is what struck me today...
v.16 "Now two prostitutes came to the king..."
Did you know that already? Somehow in 3o+ years of life, I must have locked and sealed into my head the kindergarten, children's bible, G-rated version of this tale. They were prostitutes. Working girls, women of the night, streetwalkers, harlots, whores, tramps, sluts. Okay, okay, Amie. What's your point? My point is that these were women who would hardly have received a second glance from any of us, apart from a disdainful shake of the head, given their ungodly and shameful career choices; and yet, here they stand before the king, seeking justice. And God not only gives justice (clearly coupled with mercy) to the mother of this child, but He uses this incident as the first example of His divine gift of wisdom in Solomon's life. He uses this story to set the people's hearts in awe of their new king.
God is not in our box.
And this immediately turned my mind to the adulterous woman in John 8 -"caught in the very act of adultery." yikes! The Pharisees wanted justice according to the law. Jesus scatters her accusers and spares her life -giving her true justice soaked with mercy.
God is not in our box.
And then there's the Samaritan woman in John 4. Five husbands and shacked up with her current lover?! Based on what was considered "just" or right in those days, Jesus never would've even spoken to her. And yet, the Messiah reveals Himself to her and offers her living water.
God is not in our box.
In most of our "god-boxes" there is a compartment reserved for scandalous women such as these. It's the one labeled "condemnation." The young woman who aborts her baby, the promiscuous teen, the cheating wife, the teen pop star who doesn't bother wearing underwear, and so on and so on -all stand condemned under our self-appointed title of judge and jury. But Amie, sin is sin and God never lowered His standard! So, humph! You're right. He never lowered the standard...
He lowered Himself. So that side by side, hand in hand, arm in arm, face to face, we might have the strength to take one tiny step closer to the standard.
I want to live life out of the box! To lower myself and offer tender mercies to a world of people who, just like me, have "sinned and fallen short of the Glory of God." What box are you in?
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
We had a post-placement visit last night with our sweet friend from Amazing Grace Adoptions. As I've said several times -lots of people have surprise pregnancies; we have surprise adoptions. So, Tim revealed his plan for keeping our crew at it's current membership of five. He said he's going to buy a condom and wrap it over the phone so that we can practice "safe calling." Therefore, no calls which may result in children can get through. Insane. Tim claims that his productivity is down due to the lack of sleep but it seems to have heightened his sense of humor. I would say this is a great trade if not for the fact that he is the sole provider for our family. Productivity should probably be of greater value to those of us who like to eat.
Justus is growing and changing to a round faced little boy every day. Also, I have finally added a new post to the braindump story. Sorry it's been so long that you may have to back track to remember where we were.
Monday, July 21, 2008
Friends recently asked my husband how it is parenting five children. In a moment of practical profundity he said, "It's like that game 'whac-a-mole.' One of them pops up and needs something and just when you knock that one down, another one pops up." And I must add the obvious, that sometimes two or three pop up at one time. Of course, he wasn't referring to physically knocking them down; although I must admit that being armed with that giant, plastic hammer has a certain appeal. ;-)
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
Monday, July 14, 2008
Game junkies. They start so young.
Crazy women drivers.
After lots of fun we headed home for our Friday night community grill out. Everything was going as it usually does until...
Wednesday, July 9, 2008
While you were enjoying your Special K breakfast this morning -I downed a plate of spaghetti and a cup of coffee swimming in hazelnut creamer. I'm not kidding. I can only explain the spaghetti with the fact that my internal clock is way off set by being awake at weird times. Either way, I will be a whirlwind of accomplishment for the next hour or so. After which, well... would anyone out there be willing to come by the house at around noon and scrape me off the floor? ;-)
Uh, Amie, where exactly does Jesus come into the plan? I'm glad you asked. You see, sometimes I write this blog to challenge you. Other times I write it to challenge myself. This is one of those. I admit that the carbs are in many ways more comforting to me at times. I can see them, smell them, taste them. They are tangible. And to my shame, I choose them first too often. That's the ugly truth. A plate of peanut butter cookies is more soothing than the Man who hung on a cross to buy my eternity.
And while I'd like to think that God just doesn't really understand how powerful my sugar addiction can be, I'd have to explain away passages like Psalm 34:8 "TASTE and see that the Lord is good; Blessed is the man who trusts in Him!" Taste and see...hmmmm. And then Psalm 119:103 says, "How sweet are Your words to my taste, Sweeter than honey to my mouth!" I think God gets it. In fact, I think He is going to great lengths to say that the sweetest thing this world can offer -the hottest melt-in-your mouth Krispy Kreme donut- is just a sad sugar substitute compared to His word.
So, if you happen to pray for me today, you could pray in this way: that the cravings of my spirit for the sweetness of His word and the taste of His goodness would greatly exceed the cravings of my flesh for quick fixes and cheap substitutes.
Love to all!
Monday, July 7, 2008
new baby + sick husband = crummy blog updates
It is a fact and should be included in the Blogging for Dummies manual (which I'm sure someone has written.)
Justus is doing great. He's a truly content little fellow and is slowly braving the world of awakeness for longer periods of time. I was explaining to a friend at church yesterday how I keep having little moments of realizing that there are five children in this family. It hits me most when we are loading the van and every spot is full or at bedtime when every spot is full. It's all a bit surreal.
To think that 10 years ago we were learning that just doing what married people do doesn't always yield the expected result; and navigating the emotionally charged and sometimes spiritually treacherous waters of infertility. Yet here we are -one of those big families that gets seated in the back room away from the other restaurant patrons. (yeah, thank you IHOP for your vote of confidence.)
How amazing is God? How stupid are we? We actually thought we had a better plan...than God. How amazing that He never pounded us into the ground but with blessing after blessing continues to prove Himself? Hugely amazing!
Proverbs 113.9 has become a very special verse to me because I've had the privilege of living it out -five times over!
Wednesday, July 2, 2008
- Update the blog -I am so on top of things!
- Remember to change Bella's diaper more than once all day. Poor kid.
Clearly no one will ever accuse me of being an overachiever. shrug. I'm also looking forward to hanging with my friend Jena (home from Uganda -yeah!) for a while. The second bullet point is really more for her than for me. Hopefully, Justus will still recognize me as "mom" after I defunk. Here are a few photos to close out the post.
Justus chillin' in a warm bath.
Bella patronizing me with a fake smile. Little snot.
Checking each other out.