Thursday, February 26, 2009
Tuesday, February 24, 2009
We weren't sure how this would go-we were going into uncharted territory.
So we gave him a bath first, (because he loves his baths) and decided to try to sit him in the Bumbo and give him a toy to distract him. It worked because he didn't seem to mind.
Look how long that is! We cut off over an inch!!
My new little MAN! He looks older already, doesn't he?
Monday, February 23, 2009
In a Bible Study that I'm in, we once went through "Studies in the Sermon on the Mount" by Oswald Chambers. One thing he said in there really jumped out at me.
"The good is the enemy of the best in everyone. Not the bad, but the good that is not good enough."
So often we settle for being good. I'm a good employee. I'm a good husband. I'm a good Christian. That's good enough.
But that's not what God requires from us. God requires...He demands perfection.
"Be ye therefore perfect, even as your Father which is in heaven is perfect." Matthew 5:48
"Be ye holy; for I am holy." I Peter 1:16
For example, I'll get personal with you here for a moment. I often view myself as a "good husband." I wake up feed the animals, burn the trash (after only 4 reminders!), go to work, come home, play with Deacon, help get him ready for bed, and then spend a couple hours with Jane before I go to bed. Satan often convinces me that's enough. And unfortunately, I often agree. But wouldn't it be great if I helped with the dishes more? What about the laundry? Or actually taking the trash out before she asked the first time? Wouldn't it be great if I bought more flowers or took a day off of work just to spend with her?
Look, I recognize we are human and none of us will ever be able to obtain perfection. But that doesn't mean that we shouldn't strive for it.
By God's grace, Make it a great day!
Thursday, February 19, 2009
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
Monday, February 16, 2009
Forgive me if I have shared this story with some of you before. This happened to me when I was in college (somewhere between 6-10 years ago). I know I shared this story with some people back then, so if you are one of those, I apologize.
I was leaving my house one day getting ready to head up to IPFW and I was struck by the beauty of the sky. Now, I'm not the type of person who normally notices things like that, so it must have been extremely beautiful on this particular day. The sky was a beautiful deep, rich blue, not like the normal light "sky blue" that we are all used to. There wasn't a cloud in the sky. The sun was shining brightly. Everything was perfect! There was an extra bounce in my step as I walked out to the car. This was going to be a great day!
Approximately 1/2 an hour later, I was cruising along on 469 singing along to Rich Mullins. My mind was wandering (it does that a lot) and I wasn't thinking about anything in particular. And then I noticed the sky. The sky was dark and scary. (And to set the stage, I should preface this by saying that I am extremely afraid of storms.) My thought process went something like this: "Oh great, I'm probably going to have to walk to class in the middle of a thunderstorm! I'm gonna get soaked! Who knows, we might even have a tornado! Oh, man, we were supposed to have potluck tonight! Why is there always bad weather on potluck nights?" And then I remembered how beautiful the sky was when I left my house and that made me even more mad!
And then I remembered something else. It was so beautiful when I left and the sun was shining so brightly that I had put my sunglasses on. I took my sunglasses off and instantly it was a beautiful day again.
This made me realize something. It seems that so often in life we are walking around with our sunglasses on. We have a negative attitude about everything. And what if God had decided that it was going to rain that day? Who am I to argue with God? And considering God used a tornado to draw me to Him in repentance, who am I to complain if He decides to send another one?
This experience encouraged me to take off my sunglasses, to embrace all the beauty that God has so richly poured out around us.
And now, I would like to leave you with words of wisdom from two men whom I greatly respect:
Smokey the Bear always says, "Only you can prevent forest fires." Ok, maybe Smokey is only talking about wild fires in California, but lets look at the big picture. "Only you can prevent yourself from having a bad (or good) day."
The other piece of advice I have comes from someone I look up to a lot more than Smokey. My dad always says, "Make it a great day!" When we were younger, getting ready to leave for school or work, he wouldn't tell us to "have a great day," he would tell us to "Make it a great day!" No matter what happens, it is ultimately up to you to decide how to react to the situation. When someone says something to you that really hurts or makes you extremely angry, you still have a choice as to how you respond.
What kind of a day are you going to have today? The choice is yours.
Make it a great Monday!
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
Just dial *86 and you can check your voicemail.
But not me. I do not leave messages and I do not listen to them.
If someone calls me and I have a missed call, I simply call them back. . .and don't check my message. Which turns out to annoy a lot of people. So for all of you (Dad, Jessica, Adrianne. . . . ) that have been asking me to clear out my full mailbox for several weeks. . .
I DID IT!
You can call and leave me a message now! (But I probably won't get it until April:)
Monday, February 9, 2009
Saturday, February 7, 2009
Well at least we had an AWESOME night last night on a date!
Michael: After supper, we walked to Conseco Fieldhouse to watch the Pacers take on the Orlando Magic. Evidently, Jane looked pretty suspicious.
Jane: Well, afterall, I did have my purse stuffed with things to do (remember, this is Michael's dream date) like my book, letters to write, phone calls to make, and knitting supplies. Thankfully, I didn't need those things because God gave me a friend to visit with during the game. We didn't know who else would be there from Nesco, but then we were glad to see Mick and Brooke Gerber there!
Michael: Here are some pictures from the game. As you can tell, we had really good seats on the lower level.
Jane: But I felt sorry for him. So when we got up to leave after the game was over, I said, "Sir, I'll take your picture." And he instantly lit up and held up his Pacers shirt and said, "Finally, someone who appreciates me." And I snapped the picture and said, "God loves you!"
Wednesday, February 4, 2009
As I have been reflecting on one of God's precious gifts to us, Deacon, I was reminded about this clip. It is a good reminder that we should cherish each and every day that God gives us and not take them for granted. For each day we breath life, it is truly a miracle!