Wednesday, October 24, 2012

Spurgeon Morning and Evening--Oct. 24

"He began to wash the disciples' feet." 
John 8:5

  The Lord Jesus loves His people so much, that every day He is still doing for them much that is analogous to washing their soiled feet.  Their poorest actions He accepts; their deepest sorrow He feels; their slenderest wish He hears, and their every transgression He forgives.  He is still their servant as well as their Friend and Master.  He not only performs majestic deeds for them, as wearing the mitre on His brow, and the precious jewels glittering on His breastplate, and standing up to plead for them, but humbly, patiently, He yet goes about among His people with the basin and the towel.  He does this when he puts away from us day by day our constant infirmities and sins.  Last night, when you bowed the knee, you mournfully confessed that much of your conduct was not worthy of your profession; and even tonight, you must mourn afresh that you have fallen again into the selfsame folly and sin from which special grace delivered you long ago; and yet Jesus will have great patience with you; He will hear your confession of sin; He will say, "I will, be thou clean;" He will again apply the blood of sprinkling, and speak peace to your conscience, and remove every spot.  It is a great act of eternal love when Christ once for all absolves the sinner, and puts him into the family of God; but what condescending patience there is when the Saviour with much long-suffering bears the oft recurring follies of His wayward disciple; day by day, and hour by hour, washing away the multiplied transgressions of His erring but yet beloved child!  To dry up a flood of rebellion is something marvellous, but to endure the constant dropping of repeated offences--to bear with a perpetual trying of patience, this is divine indeed!  While we find comfort and peace in our Lord's daily cleansing, its legitimate influence upon us will be to increase our watchfulness, and quicken out desire for holiness.  Is it so?

Saturday, March 31, 2012

It's been awhile since I have written.  Life is crazy right now as the kids have been sick the last two weeks and I have been trying to get some things done around the house before Josiah gets back.  I wasn't in a hurry to get them done because I had plenty of time to get it done.  I mean, Josiah was going to be gone over 100 days, surely that is plenty of time to do all kinds of stuff!!!  Well, here it is less than 3 weeks before we go down to get him, and I am scrambling to do stuff.  I wanted to thoroughly clean and rearrange our room and "spice" it up a bit, and here I am trying to get it done at the last minute.  I went shopping with my sister-in-laws and a friend yesterday to get stuff, now I have to find time to get it all put up.

I am doing a no sugar challenge  I just cannot seem to do it by myself so I decided to join this when I saw it.  I do not take everything to the extreme that the lady does who set this up, but I really do eat too many sweets and am hoping this will help me.

It seems like all I pretty much think about these days is getting to see my sweetheart.  I cannot believe that it is getting so close.  The kids get more excited each day.

We were blessed today by the kindness of friends and family.  Ivan woke early this morning with a terrible earache and nothing seemed to help it feel better.  Carl woke up when I got up to get Ivan some medicine and would not go to sleep so I was up with 2 crying boys and really wished that Josiah was here.  We were out of spring water and garlic and I could not go get some, but my dear friend Harmony called and asked if there was anything that I needed.  She came back with water, garlic and popsicles for Ivan.  Another dear friend, Rachel stopped by with balloons for each of the kids.  That really brightened their day.  My mom stopped by with more popsicles, and my dear sister Alicia called to see how we were doing.
Thank you to every one who helped to brighten a rough day for us!  You all mean the world to me and I thank God that he has blessed me with such caring friends and family!

Saturday, March 3, 2012


Here are some pictures of our most recent snow storm.

In the front of the house.

In the back of the house before it got shoveled.

The snow banks and the back of the house after being shoveled.

Friday, March 2, 2012

North Dakota Trip!

Life has been kind of crazy this last month!  We went North Dakota for almost three weeks and stayed at Mom and Dad Brainard's house.  We had a great time.  I've got pictures to prove it

They LOVED the stairs.

Here Ivan is going head first down the steps
 Carl on the steps

The first Sunday it was warm so we took them to Heimdal Park.

Carl on one the jumping toys!

Ursula at the park!

Ivan hanging upside down!

Carl's favorite "toys" were the water jugs and crates!

Ivan LOVED the trees.

While Ivan was outside climbing trees, this is what Ursula was doing.

Grandma took the kids ice skating.  I took pictures and took care of Carl.  I cannot skate otherwise I would have been out there!

Carl in the van!

Grandma made play dough and the kids spent a bit of time playing with it!

Ivan and Ursula in a tree!

 A random picture of Carl that Ivan took!

We had a very refreshing time (not sure if Grandpa and Grandma did).  I felt spoiled as I just had to take care of the kids and do our laundry.   The kids had a great time and did not want to come home.  But I think once we got home they were happy to be there.  Especially Carl.  We walked in the house and sat down in a chair and he looks around with the biggest smile.

That's all for now!

Monday, January 9, 2012

God's working in me!

  I usually shy away from getting attention and don't like writing about myself, but what I am going to write about now I feel glorifies God and I give him all the credit for it.

  It all started after Josiah and I were engaged and we were talking one day and he brought up how he had wanted to join the military.  I did not like the idea at all and told him so.  We talked about and as far as I was concerned the subject was closed and decided upon.  Although he did say that he would not promise me that he would not do it.  He said he had seen that done too much in marriages and did not want to it in ours.  A while after we got married he brought it up again and I was in shock because I had thought we were done with the subject.  We talked about again and it was dropped.  It got brought up every so often and I could not believe that he would not drop it, didn't he know how I felt about it?  It did start bringing a little tension into our marriage because neither one of us would change our minds on it. 
  God did start softening my heart to the idea, but I was too stubborn to let Josiah know.  I did not think I could just give in.  We had many talks, and I would wonder why it was me that had to give up what I wanted.  Couldn't he give up his dream of being a solider for me?  Why was it me that had to do all the giving up? I struggled and I prayed and wanted to talk to someone, but never did because I did not want them to get the picture that Josiah was being a mean and inconsiderate husband.
  Finally the end of 2010 I started sharing with him about how my heart was softening towards the idea, but I still wasn't ready for him to go ahead.  He went and got his GED (he needed it to join) and that was all fine with me as long as he did not do any thing else about it.  We continued to talk about it and finally in June God convicted me and I felt like as a wife I had no right to keep my husband from doing what he wanted to do.  So one weekend we left Ivan and Ursula with his sister and went away for the day.  I opened up my heart and told him how I was feeling, and that if he really wanted to join it was his decision.  I was no longer in the way.  He, of course, was very excited and I was happy for him, but I was still hoping that he would change his mind.
  He got a hold of the recruiter and told her that he wanted to join. So he started all the paper work and finally in the end of July he went down to MEPS for his physical.  I remember those days very well, because I was very upset.  I would go in the bathroom and almost scream and pull my hair, and just say, "why, why, why?  If he really loved me he would not do this."  I often voiced to him how I felt and he would say that he could go to his recruiter and tell her that he was backing out.  I would tell him not to do that.  I told him I needed to figure this out.  I told him that I was afraid that if he went and backed out of it all that he would have the struggles that I was having, and I just assumed it be me that had to deal with it, and beside I had felt like it was the right thing to do.  I prayed often that God would help me.  I wanted to be excited and happy for him.  I did not want to be dragging him down.
  Finally the end of Sept. came and he enlisted and got the days that he was going to ship out for BCT and I actually felt a bit of excitement.   I found myself trying to learn as much as I could about what he was doing so I could be involved in it as much as I could. And as time went on I felt peace more and more about the whole thing and I did not like it when some one would pity me and all because they could not believe that he would leave me to take care of 3 little children in the winter by myself, because I would start to feel the self-pity come in and I would struggle with every thing again.
  I was SO afraid that I would tell him just to do it, and then I would resent him and we would be in no better state then before I just let go.  But, thanks be to God, I can say that I harbor no resentment or hard feelings towards my husband, but actually the opposite.  I feel like our marriage has never been in a better place, and I have never loved my husband more than I do now, and I thank God that I am married to him and not to anyone else.
  Even though it is hard for me with him being gone and not being able to talk to him, I feel like God is using this time to draw me closer to Him, to my children and also to my sweetheart.  I look forward to seeing him again with as much anticipation as I did when I was waiting to marry him. 
  It has been fun writing to him letters.  Feels like the days when we were dating.  I mentioned that to a lady from church and said, "by the time you guys see each other again you will be just like newly weds all over again."  I told I had thought the same thing.

Friday, January 6, 2012

"I Don't Envy You."

   Those were the words I heard yesterday at the chiropractor's office about me having three children.  My reply was, "Hey, it is fun."  Ok, it is not always fun being a mom with three little ones, but I would not want my life to be any different.  I cannot imagine how life would be without my three gifts.  "Gifts?" you say.  Yes, gifts.  That is what the Bible calls them.  Well, those are not the exact words.  The passage that comes my mind is Psalm 127:3-5:

Lo, children are an heritage of the Lord: and the fruit of the womb is his REWARD.
As arrows are in the hand of a mighty man; so are children of the youth.
Happy is the man that hath his quiver full of them.

   I love my three children, and I want to have a lot more (if the Lord wills).  So many people cannot wait for their children to go up because they so much work when they are little.  I look back on different stages of my children's lives and often wish they could stay little.  They say the cutest things, they love to cuddle, and their energy for life is amazing.  I look forward to each stage of their growing up, and I cannot wait to see what they will grow up to be.

Here are my three blessings!!

  Don't know if this all makes sense, but it has been burning on my heart ever since I heard those words.  I could say those back to the person that said them, but  it would be that I do not envy their view of children!