Thursday, September 06, 2007
THE LAST FIRST DAY
Sarah had her "last" first day of school yesterday. She grabbed her lunch out of the fridge, ran down the driveway, jumped into Jessica's car (whom she wasn't even speaking with two days before, btw) and she was off -at slightly after 7:30 AM EST. She had lots of drama over at SHCS before she called at slightly after 7:30 PM EST for a ride home (she had an away soccer game). Join the fray won't you and vote on her choice for a senior portrait? It's strictly for fun and won't influence her one bit I'm sure. I'll post my top three choices next and you can share your opinions. Many thanks go out to Kim Crown who did Sa's hair and make up after a rousing softball game and picnic on Labor Day.
John rode the bus to school to finish the story. Sept 5, 2007 was the 22nd straight year of meeting the bus at the end our driveway. Ever since 1985 when Steve was 4 1/2 we've had a rider. Some years we've had just one, like this year and next, and the year after, which will be our last, because John'll be a senior. Some years we've had as many as five - many years we've had five! But those years are gone. As gone as Libby, who used to eagerly meet and greet that diesel taxi's occupants like clockwork, rousing up from deep naps half an hour early and begging to be let out- even in snow and rain - even when I tried explaining about things like soccer practice, projects and detention. We sure do miss you, girl.
ON to the subject of the softball game... it went rather well - no injuries or major diplomatic incidents that I'm aware of...yet. We had quite a few players at one point. My team was down 9-0 against Steve, Dad, Sarah, and neighbors Greg and Chase U., until Djere got off work and retired me to the sidelines with Ginnie. Then along with Tom, John, Robbie and Robin (a wonderful, amazing PA from church- it never hurts to have a medically-trained athletic team member at one of our games btw -oh and Robbie was great too!) my team -minus myself I'd like to point out again- came from behind to win 12-9. According to Steve, Sarah and Chase lost the game for them "mentally"...whatever that means. Yes...and I get to into Clashes, Steve. Well at least we know where you get it.
Next weekend...Chloe comes back!!!! I have some great new coffee: "Vanilla Biscotti"!
Blessings, Mom
John rode the bus to school to finish the story. Sept 5, 2007 was the 22nd straight year of meeting the bus at the end our driveway. Ever since 1985 when Steve was 4 1/2 we've had a rider. Some years we've had just one, like this year and next, and the year after, which will be our last, because John'll be a senior. Some years we've had as many as five - many years we've had five! But those years are gone. As gone as Libby, who used to eagerly meet and greet that diesel taxi's occupants like clockwork, rousing up from deep naps half an hour early and begging to be let out- even in snow and rain - even when I tried explaining about things like soccer practice, projects and detention. We sure do miss you, girl.
ON to the subject of the softball game... it went rather well - no injuries or major diplomatic incidents that I'm aware of...yet. We had quite a few players at one point. My team was down 9-0 against Steve, Dad, Sarah, and neighbors Greg and Chase U., until Djere got off work and retired me to the sidelines with Ginnie. Then along with Tom, John, Robbie and Robin (a wonderful, amazing PA from church- it never hurts to have a medically-trained athletic team member at one of our games btw -oh and Robbie was great too!) my team -minus myself I'd like to point out again- came from behind to win 12-9. According to Steve, Sarah and Chase lost the game for them "mentally"...whatever that means. Yes...and I get to into Clashes, Steve. Well at least we know where you get it.
Next weekend...Chloe comes back!!!! I have some great new coffee: "Vanilla Biscotti"!
Blessings, Mom
Tuesday, June 26, 2007
ALBUM REVIEW
Sara Groves to me is all about connections. I was introduced to her at, of all places, a dear, dear friend's funeral: Tim Grant. One of his daughters shared a story that day of how he was driving out to Rochester a few weeks before he died, bringing her Sara's Conversations cd because of how much it was affecting him recently. He even kept calling her all the way back to Watertown to see what she thought of it. Even with his testimonial she was not initially impressed although it did grow on her a bit, but with circumstances turning out as they did, she felt it was something we all should hear. So she played it. I loved it and looked for it right away...
Wednesday, June 06, 2007
IS THERE A THIRD SON?
28"Tell me what you think of this story: A man had two sons. He went up to the first and said, 'Son, go out for the day and work in the vineyard.' 29"The son answered, 'I don't want to.' Later on he thought better of it and went. 30"The father gave the same command to the second son. He answered, 'Sure, glad to.' But he never went. 31-32"Which of the two sons did what the father asked?" They said, "The first." Jesus said, "Yes, and I tell you that crooks and whores are going to precede you into God's kingdom. John came to you showing you the right road. You turned up your noses at him, but the crooks and whores believed him. Even when you saw their changed lives, you didn't care enough to change and believe him.
I'm sharing this story from Matthew with you because Steve asked me if I wanted to write something while I've recently had some free time and this is what God had been challenging me lately with. As you can see, it's the parable of the two sons, who when asked by their father to go work for him for the day each responded the opposite way of their eventual outcome ironically enough.
Matthew Henry tells us that it speaks of the response to God of John's Baptism Ministry by the sinners and the religious Pharisees and Saducees. Everyone was suspicious at first, but the sinners did end up coming and receiving, whereas the religious people of the day spoke one thing, but did quite another by hardening their hearts toward God's mercy.
Oddly enough, God didn't give me that insight, seeing as how He'd already given it to Mr. Henry and all. I mean I did glean from it that we need to be careful as longtime Christians not to assume that we think we know everything already thereby missing what God is trying to say to us. Maybe we should spend some time around newbies and make sure we not getting hard-hearted and crusty. Maybe we need to go through a few verses of Keith Green's "My Eyes Are Dry"...and get our hearts softened up again?
But anyhoo, the point He was making to me was that maybe there was a third son. If not there should be. And that child, should be the one who says "Yes, I'll go." and then goes and does it. What could God do with a church filled with obedient children like that? Does that challenge you? I know it did me. If you need a song or verse to start you off here try this one: "Create in me a clean heart, O God, and renew a right spirit within me."
Blessings,
Mom/Connie