To any young mothers who read this, I want to encourage you to write down the cute things your kids say and do. Here's some I recorded about Freeman. He is now 24. Can it be?
Three and one-half years old-
Freeman, very tired, " I feel a little wobbly." He lay down and said, "I can't walk. I ate too much bread."
At Story Hour at the Library, a little girl stood up and others couldn't see. Freeman reached toward her and said,"Sit down, Little Darling." The Mothers went,"Ahhhh...Is he yours?" I tried to be modest in my affiirmation but I was very pleased and proud.
Freeman took two paper towels and was trying to "blow Gabe's nose". (Gabe was our dog.)
Freeman, watching Phil leave for work, "He is a sweet little daddy, mama."
"Hear the crickets yellin' ?"
Me-"Here-you can get the flies with this fly swatter."
Free-"But I'm not a very good getter."
Me -(pregnant with Philip)-" Freeman, will you pat my head. I don't feel well."
Freeman-" Do you want this fast or slow?
Later, "Freeman, will you pray for me?"
Free-"No-pray for yourself, cause I'm so tired."
Freeman, laying on my 5 month pregnant belly.
Me-"Now you can feel the baby kick."
He moves off. " I don't want her kickin' my belly."
(He thinks it will hurt.)
Freeman patting my hips-"Mommy, you're getting a little clumpy."
Freeman's feet hurt him. Phil explained that Jesus can heal him. Freeman very sweetly said, "He's healing someone else right now." Next morning he comes downstairs and says excitedly-"He healed me!"
Thursday, July 31, 2008
Worship and other gems from Mother's journal
Is asking a part of worship? It seems so. Matt 15: 25-"Then she, the Caananite woman, came and worshiped Him, saying,'Lord, Help me!' " I never thought of that (asking for help) as worship, but it shows that He is great, powerful, and loving and that we are very needy. And even just the crumbs of that mercy and goodness are enough! v.28b-And her daughter was healed from that very hour.
Me-I remember one Communion where I only got part of a tiny cracker and it came to me that just a crumb healed this ladies daughter. And healing was the children's bread, Jesus said. Surely there was more at the table than bread. O God, help me eat and drink all that you have for me.
This is quite a statement-Psa. 68:18b & Eph. 4:8- You have led captivity captive-Not just the aptness of the phrase but also in the profoundness of the thought. He takes and controls whatever is controlling us. Familiarity has deadened its message!
Quotes-"Life is not so much learning new things but in re-learning old."
"Few run well to the end."
Giving out of our abundance does not impress Jesus at all. Mark 12:43,44-"---this poor widow has put in more than all those who have given to the treasury---she out of her poverty put in all that she had." C.S.Lewis said he feels we will be judged according to what we have kept, not by what we give. And he lived it.
Psa. 42:5b- "Hope in God, for I shall yet praise Him for the help of His countenance." These verses have given me hope many times. But I never noticed the difference in the last line before. v11b-"For I shall yet praise Him, the help of my countenance and my God." The help of His countenance has spread to our countenance because the depression has left? Hope in God will do that assuredly!
Me-I remember one Communion where I only got part of a tiny cracker and it came to me that just a crumb healed this ladies daughter. And healing was the children's bread, Jesus said. Surely there was more at the table than bread. O God, help me eat and drink all that you have for me.
This is quite a statement-Psa. 68:18b & Eph. 4:8- You have led captivity captive-Not just the aptness of the phrase but also in the profoundness of the thought. He takes and controls whatever is controlling us. Familiarity has deadened its message!
Quotes-"Life is not so much learning new things but in re-learning old."
"Few run well to the end."
Giving out of our abundance does not impress Jesus at all. Mark 12:43,44-"---this poor widow has put in more than all those who have given to the treasury---she out of her poverty put in all that she had." C.S.Lewis said he feels we will be judged according to what we have kept, not by what we give. And he lived it.
Psa. 42:5b- "Hope in God, for I shall yet praise Him for the help of His countenance." These verses have given me hope many times. But I never noticed the difference in the last line before. v11b-"For I shall yet praise Him, the help of my countenance and my God." The help of His countenance has spread to our countenance because the depression has left? Hope in God will do that assuredly!
Wednesday, July 30, 2008
El Shaddai
Susan Hunt quotes from the book," The Glorious Names of God", in her book, "Spiritual Mothering."
"The traditional translations of Scripture have consistently rendered this name " Almighty." But to appreciate its full flavor, it will be helpful to examine its Hebrew roots. El is a shortened form of Elohim. It sets forth the might, the strength, and the excellence of God. Shad is the Hebrew word for breast. Shaddai pictures God's fullness or bounty, His tenderness, His generosity, His desire to nurture us and make us fruitful. In one name, God's attributes of might and tenderness are brought together."
John the Beloved writes that Jesus is the One in the bosom of the Father. He also writes that he was the one who leaned on Jesus bosom. Did he know that he was leaning on the bosom of the One who is in the bosom of God?
Micah, my four year old nephew, was sitting on my lap facing me. He pressed his whole body into my bosom. I said to his mother, "This gives whole new meaning to 'pressing into the bosom of God.' Ever since then, when I pray and worship, I imagine myself pressing hard into the bosom of God.
Psalm 131 sings:
Lord, my heart is not haughty,
Nor my eyes lofty.
Nor do I concern myself with great matters,
Nor with things too profound for me.
Surely I have calmed and quieted my soul,
Like a weaned child with his mother;
Like a weaned child is my soul within me.
O Israel, hope in the Lord
From this time forth and forever.
A weaned child is no longer wanting to be fed from his mother's breast. He is at rest and enjoys just sitting on his mother's lap. I want to be like that with God. I want to press into Him and rest in His bosom beside Jesus. Somehow He makes us feel like we are the only ones there and that we have His full attention. But there is plenty of room for more to come rest. I'll move over.
"The traditional translations of Scripture have consistently rendered this name " Almighty." But to appreciate its full flavor, it will be helpful to examine its Hebrew roots. El is a shortened form of Elohim. It sets forth the might, the strength, and the excellence of God. Shad is the Hebrew word for breast. Shaddai pictures God's fullness or bounty, His tenderness, His generosity, His desire to nurture us and make us fruitful. In one name, God's attributes of might and tenderness are brought together."
John the Beloved writes that Jesus is the One in the bosom of the Father. He also writes that he was the one who leaned on Jesus bosom. Did he know that he was leaning on the bosom of the One who is in the bosom of God?
Micah, my four year old nephew, was sitting on my lap facing me. He pressed his whole body into my bosom. I said to his mother, "This gives whole new meaning to 'pressing into the bosom of God.' Ever since then, when I pray and worship, I imagine myself pressing hard into the bosom of God.
Psalm 131 sings:
Lord, my heart is not haughty,
Nor my eyes lofty.
Nor do I concern myself with great matters,
Nor with things too profound for me.
Surely I have calmed and quieted my soul,
Like a weaned child with his mother;
Like a weaned child is my soul within me.
O Israel, hope in the Lord
From this time forth and forever.
A weaned child is no longer wanting to be fed from his mother's breast. He is at rest and enjoys just sitting on his mother's lap. I want to be like that with God. I want to press into Him and rest in His bosom beside Jesus. Somehow He makes us feel like we are the only ones there and that we have His full attention. But there is plenty of room for more to come rest. I'll move over.
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