Friday, March 28, 2008
Thursday, March 27, 2008
Since we didn't do all of the normal "Easter" activities, it was hard to focus on the true meaning of the holiday. We celebrate Jesus rising from the dead and giving us new life. I am having a hard time putting into words exactly what I want to say about Easter, so I am stealing someone else's. :) Beth Moore is a favorite author/leader/speaker of mine and here is what she had to say on her blog -
"...Christ is watchful and active and overflowing with unabashed, unbridled affection over every single one of [us]. As Present in one as any other. As purposeful in the life feeling the least purpose. The most exhaustion. He still raises the dead. Saves the lost. Heals the weak. Sets prisoners free. He never misses a tear. Never let’s us go. He was lifted up so we could be drawn to Him. Killed so we could live. Beaten so we could win. No matter what stone seems to have you entombed, He can roll it away. Nothing can stay in the grave when God has resurrection on His mind. And, Sweet Thing, God has resurrection on His mind right now.
He had it on His mind with every beat of that hammer on the nails penetrating Christ’s flesh. “For God so loved the world that He gave His only begotten Son.” Death never gets the last word. Not even the death of relationship. Respect. Well-being. Health. God cannot – will not – leave well enough alone. His business is life and life at its liveliest. Loveliest. May He roll away every last thing that is stifling His effervescence in us. He never promised that life here would always be fun but He mighty well promised that life here could always be full. Every single ounce of power expended on the Cross is yours in Jesus’ Name. Ask Him what that means. How you draw from it. That’s what I’m doing today. Like you, I’ve had innumerable blessings and unforgettable moments of late. Like you, I’ve also had my own heartbreaks, disappointments, and worries. Felt weary to the bone. Frustrated to the core. I’ve cried, too. Thought I was fed-up with some things, too. Wondered if I’d ever change, too. Then comes Good Friday. The violence that says something’s about to be different. That causes our earths to quake. Then comes the Saturday wait that seems an eternity long. Then, finally, FINALLY comes Sunday morning…long before dawn. By that time the Father has waited long enough. And stones begin to roll.
“When you were dead in your sins and in the uncircumcision of your sinful nature, God made you alive with Christ. He forgave us ALL our sins, having canceled the written code, with its regulations, that was against us and that stood opposed to us; He took it away, nailing it to the cross. And having disarmed the powers and authorities, He made a public spectacle of them, triumphing over them by the cross.” Colossians 3:13-15
Some of us are burdened and weary because we never have allowed ourselves to feel the full and free forgiveness of the Cross. What if today you believed it? What if today you believed Him? What if you finally let it go? What if today the deadness in us could no longer resist the sound of Christ calling us forth from the tomb? What if we decided to get up and really live? "
With all of that said, here are some pictures! :)
Opening an egg.
Putting an egg "back together."
First taste of a Peep.
(Let it be known that I detest these things. I thought Jack wouldn't go for them either. But, he loved them. Go figure.)
Thursday, March 20, 2008
Thank you all for your prayers. :) Here are some pictures from our stay at the hospital.
Jack and his lion. The lion was given to him by the hospital.
This was Tuesday...one of our worst days/times.
I believe this was taken Wednesday afternoon. He was OUT.
Wednesday, March 19, 2008
Last night was rough. He cried for a couple of hours before finally falling asleep for the night at 10 pm. His fever was pretty high and I think he was just uncomfortable. He slept pretty well through the night, but had to be woken up at 1 am because of some major diarrhea. Yuck. But, thankfully they were able to get a stool sample from that (which we had been trying - unsuccessfully - to get for most of the day) and so we'll find out later if he has rotavirus.
Again, I am at home just to take a shower and clean up. We'll find out later in the day if Jack can come home...it all just depends on his ability to take in his own fluids and keep them in. I'll post when I can!
THANK YOU so much for all of the prayers. It means so much to Lonnie and I to know that people all over the world are praying for us and our little boy. Praise God!
Tuesday, March 18, 2008
Please pray for Jack. Pray that he feels better and that his body heals. Please also pray that Lonnie and I lean on God during this time. We are both very tired and it hurts us to see our baby hurting.
I don't have internet access at the hospital (well, I haven't really checked it out yet) and I am home right now to shower and get a few things. I'll try to update when I can. Thanks so much.
Thursday, March 13, 2008
This week - Daddy came home. And the sun came out. And we all felt better. :)
In more exciting news...the snow is melting!!! I can see my grass!!! I never thought this day would come. It has. I couldn't be happier. It was FIFTY-FIVE degrees out today. Jack and I went to get some new rubber boots and he enjoyed splashing in the puddles that are forming around the house. He was so excited to walk in the grass! I had to put daddy's hat on him today because the sun was bright and bothering his dilated eye (summer should be fun). He sure looked cute in that hat, though. :)
Yesterday we went to one of those paint-your-own-pottery places for a special children's session. We listened to a story and then the kids got to paint a piggy bank. Behold, the finished product. (There is much more to it, but I think you get the idea from this picture!)