Monday, March 29, 2010

Gifts from God

How did I get so blessed with these 'beyond amazing' grandchildren? So often I hear that grandparents are supposed to spoil their grandchildren, doting on their every whim. For the Christian grandparent, that's an absurd idea. Why would a grandparent set out to undermine the hard work of the parents? It's our job to shower the love of God on our grandchildren and to come along side, instilling grace, mercy, godly instruction and encouragement into their lives so they can thrive in becoming the men and women God created them to be. Nothing do I desire more, than to see my children and grandchildren walking with God, obeying Him because they love Him. I will stand behind my children as they discipline my grandchildren and I will be happy, for love without discipline is no love at all. May my children and grandchildren always have their eye set on things above and not the things below.

From smallest to biggest, Evie, Carter J, Taye, Jaden and Caleb.



 Adrian and Addison





















Evelyn (Evie)   







Addison (Addie)












I don't know why the photo's warped out so oddly. If I accomplish getting this fixed, well... then we won't look so funny. Or at least not warped out funny.

Saturday, March 27, 2010

Tired of Snow

Yep. Officially tired of snow. I don't tire of it easily. I love snow. I love cold weather! But right now I would dearly love to be out planting a bed full of snap dragons. Well, maybe not RIGHT NOW. It is 1:30a.m. Kind of dark for planting. But you get the idea. I want to feel the warm, moist dirt in my hands. I want to see the plants returning to their full glory, showing off heavy blooms and filling the air with their heady fragrance. I want to sit on the porch with friends and kids and grandchildren. I want to pluck a sprig of lemon balm and stick it under my nose. I want a pitcher full of lilacs adorning my kitchen table again. It's time. Almost.


One of the first signs of spring is the arrival of Ben. (Any robin will do. They're all named Ben.) Every year, it was almost a contest of who would see Ben first. One of the kids would come running to tell me that Ben was 'home'... and there was great rejoicing! One year, I tried my hand at building a birdhouse for Ben. A wonderful thing with many doors, a good sturdy roof and a porch. Silly bird didn't care for the inside of the house and built a nest on the porch. (See photo above.) But I can't really blame Ben. I'd rather sleep on my porch than inside during the summer too... if it weren't for bugs and raccoons and skunks and mountain lions and bears. Oh my. Okay, I'm not really much of a camper, but it sounds nice in theory. I have no doubt that in Heaven I'll be an avid camper. There won't be any creepy crawly things there. And I won't look like a chicken dinner to whatever critters are about!

We're supposed to have snow showers tomorrow. It's time for an oldie but goodie happy song...

Sunday, March 21, 2010

Saturday, March 13, 2010

Suckers



Fruit trees grow slender branches that arch out providing havens for birds as well as producing delicious, nutritional fruit. Fruit trees also grow another kind of branch called a  sucker . Suckers shoot straight up and
produce nothing. What they do is steal from the rest of the tree. They steal water and nutrients necessary to the health and continued production of fruit.

There is no way to reform these sucker branches. They will never bear good fruit.  Self  is a sucker. Self preservation, self esteem, self fulfillment, self importance, selfish ambition, self pity and selfishness. How contrary to what Jesus teaches us. Selflessness, denial of self, humility, humbleness and death to self.

As a Christian I can fluff out my leaves and give the appearance that I'm a healthy, productive part of the tree. Until it comes time to produce fruit. It is impossible for self to be transformed into a fruit bearer. Fruit is
used to feed others and to bring glory to God. Frankly - self just isn't interested in the needs of others or in glorifying God -  unless it does something for self.

The only way to deal with a sucker is to take an ax to the base of the branch and be rid of it.

When Christ calls a man, He bids him come and die.