2005-09-16

Friday

~ Troy is home safe and sound. The kids (and me) (and the dog) are thrilled. He's putting the kids to bed now, blessed man. The week went great. At least 5 kids accepted Christ.

~ I am one tired Mama. Nic was up at 4 with a slight asthma attack. Thank God we don't have to be up early tomorrow.

~ Meg got 10 out of 10 on her spelling test.

~ Busy weekend ahead. Tomorrow we have set-up for church, I have to get bulletins and inserts and letters for parents about Godly Play photocopied, clean the house for houseguests arriving Sunday and Monday, buy enough groceries to last until Tuesday (payday! oh how I love thee) etc. Sunday is church and maybe people coming over for lunch. I think it needs to be a crockpot kind of day. Tempting to buy the roast chicken and fries from the place down the street but no can do. Crockpot it is.

~ TWO weeks left before I go to Quito!


2005-09-15

Theme Song

Troy bought the new U2 album on itunes back in March. He has it on his computer, and he burned a cd, which he promptly lent to our friend Jake. So here it is September and I hadn't really had the chance to listen to it. So today I burned another cd and listened to it on way to and from Ikea where I had coffee with a friend. I had heard this song a few times, but today it really resonated with me. So for now, it's my new theme song. Here are the words...

Yahweh

Take these shoes
Click clacking down some dead end street
Take these shoes
And make them fit
Take this shirt
Polyester white trash made in nowhere
Take this shirt
And make it clean, clean

Take this soul

Stranded in some skin and bones
Take this soul
And make it sing.


Yahweh, Yahweh
Always pain before a child is born
Yahweh, Yahweh
Still I'm waiting for the dawn

Take these hands
Teach them what to carry
Take these hands
Don't make a fist
Take this mouth
So quick to criticize
Take this mouth
Give it a kiss

Yahweh, Yahweh
Always pain before a child is born

Yahweh, Yahweh

Still I'm waiting for the dawn

Still waiting for the dawn, the sun is coming up

The sun is coming up on the ocean

This love is like a drop in the ocean

This love is like a drop in the ocean


Yahweh, Yahweh

Always pain before a child is born

Yahweh, tell me now
Why the dark before the dawn?

Take this city
A city should be shining on a hill
Take this city
If it be your will
What no man can own, no man can take
Take this heart
Take this heart
Take this heart
And make it break.

The parts I really like the best are "Take this soul, stranded in some flesh and bones, take this soul and make it sing." Sometimes I do feel stranded in flesh and bones, especially when there are so many roles I take on in life. Sometimes it's really hard to know how much time and priority to give to which role.

I also really like "Take these hands, teach them what to carry" because I am a woman who picks up all sorts of random things in life. Then I find myself standing in front of God, dropping things, trying to balance the rest. And He just looks at me and shakes His head in a loving way, asking me "What are you doing with all that stuff?" This year I really want to hear Him telling me what things I should carry and what things I should leave by the side of the road.

And "take this mouth, so quick to criticize, take this mouth, give it a kiss." I love that image. I can't think of a better way to get my wayward tongue stop wagging than having God silence me with a kiss of His love.

And of course, the whole last verse. I pray that someday, Madrid will be a city standing on a hill. And I pray that He does break my heart with Madrid.

Amen.

2005-09-14

Jackpot!

OK, it's obvious that writing every day can be a problem for me, but this is my third post today. What can I say? I just had to share this now because I have the nicest friends!!! I am always moaning about how I never get real mail and hardly ever packages. Well, today was the mail jackpot. The mailman delivered not only one but two packages! One was an envelope of magazines from my friend Lucy. And the other was Canadian candy (all chocolate) from my friend Jenn. We were chatting the other day and somehow got on the topic of things I missed from Canada. And now look!

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Anyway, just wanted to say thanks to my friends for this great treat! You are the best!

It's a Dog's Life...An Ode to Dolly

For the history of these photos, you have to read this post on K's blog. That way you'll know why there was a huge, red-velvet lined guitar case in our basement.

At any rate, I just had to post these photos. Lexi, who is all about comfort, found out one day that this was a really good bed. From that day on, whenever she saw K getting "Blue" out of the case,


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she would immediately get up and stand patiently until it was clear. She would then proceed to do this:


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How cute is she? We didn't have the heart to make her move...

Bittersweet

This morning I went to the public school where Nic was supposed to go this year to let them know he wasn't going to attend. (For many reasons we decided to keep him in the little preschool where he went last year.) He is very happy there and he has a great teacher, but for some reason it made me sad that he wasn't going to be part of this other school. I thought they started on the 15th and by showing up today I would be giving them a head's up. But school has already started. In fact I arrived right when the kids were going in. The building where they are meeting until the new school if finished is a special ed school. It must be fairly new; everything seemed to fresh. The kids were adorable, lining up to go into class. I asked someone in the hall where the office was, and went to explain that Nic was not coming. They were so nice. I had braced myself for Spanish abruptness, but there was none of that. While the guy dug out Nic's papers for me I watched lines of little kids shuffle by. At least in the hall, their teachers were cheerful and gentle in a culture where there is often only yelling and shame to get kids to toe the line. I walked back through the halls, and I found myself feeling a little grief that Nic was not going to get to be a part of what seemed like a really great environment.

2005-09-13

Where's My Rhythm?

I'm having a hard time finding the rhythm and routine of fall. I'm sure a lot of it has to do with having to get up earlier (especially when a little boy I know has been waking up very early--yesterday it was 6--and coming to "cuddle" in our bed.) It's not like there are not a million things to keep me busy. Already on my plate this week: going to the public school to let them know Nic won't be attending, doing a bulletin for Sunday's service, a letter to Mountainview parents with some basic information about Godly Play (the children's program we use), finalizing worship for this Sunday, laundry...the list goes on. This week I already had to go buy Meg's Spanish books. I was rebellious though and did not cover them. They will probably come home tonight with strict instructions that they MUST be covered. Oh well, it was a gamble I was willing to take!

To top it all off, the Reverend T leaves in a bit to go speak at a retreat for the jr. high and high school kids at ECA. So I am on solo parent duty until Friday. The worst part of that is that Mom just doesn't cut it when it comes to comedy. So Meg & Nic will be in need of an extended comedy routine when he gets home.