Friday, June 9, 2017

Blessed in February

Presentation on weather...filming a segment to show later.
Bobo said this is his favorite part of the house.
"Why Bobo?"
"Bunch of glass and old." 
So of course I had to get a picture of him in front of it!

Waiting for Bobo while he has his ukulele lesson.


Another cooking night!

I wanted to talk with mom today.  There will be a day when I won't
can't talk to her.  She said she felt like she had forgotten how to
do things and that made it hard in her day.  She is aware that
her mind is no longer hers.  She said she was lonely.  So sad.




Our sweet sweet girl.  Can we take too many pictures?
Nah!

She is getting better and better!


Sometimes she doesn't want out kisses.
Helping out.  Sometimes I feel the weight of Bobo's sin. Does God
feel that way about me?  My prayer: God you parent Bobo.
I was listening to a podcast recently.  The guest was saying they
realize their sin more as a parent (me too).  They went on to express
that often what they are telling their kids God is telling them.
She said, they need to know they are loved no matter what so when
they go out they will call upon us (or God) and feel no shame. 
Everyone has a place in the Kingdom and they need to know that now!
Cleaning to leave our house soon!
Pretty bracelet from Auntie Catherine.


Our girls!  Beyond blessed with our 3!

Community (once again) feels elusive and I know I need to stay
on my own path.  Feel a sense of peace today- God is with me.
I feel like I will be okay and I have a sense of even if I don't
taste the community I desire, this side of heaven, it's okay.
 
I do wonder if this will be a thorn for my kiddos.
I feel sad about the potential, will they taste this?
I don't want them to.....
 
Super Bowl Sunday has always represented, not having
people.  Maybe silly...maybe not.....
 
I heard recently the words, "Love is not easily offended."
from ! Corinthians 13.  I like thinking of those words
in terms of our expectations of people or community.
We just keep going, getting up, and saying
yes when the invitation comes.



 

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