Monday, April 25, 2011

One weekend.

Having just finished the Easter weekend, I can't help but be introspective about it.  It's humbling to remember that He did it for me.  That kind of love is just unfathomable.

I've been thinking a lot about what that Friday must have been like.  I know it didn't feel like a "Good Friday" to those that loved and followed Jesus back then.  What sorrow they must have felt. What defeat.

That Saturday could not have been any better.  Even though the "worst" was over, they were still reeling from the tragedy of the day before.  They didn't know that Sunday was coming.  But it did!

That weekend continues to play out in our daily lives.  Maybe you've just endured a Friday.  The sky is black and you feel hopeless.  Or maybe you're in the midst of a Saturday.  Reality is sinking in and you're desperate for good news.  Rest assured, Sunday is coming.

"Sorrow may last for a night, but joy comes in the morning." Psalm 30:5

We do all the baskets and eggs and chocolate bunnies and pretty dresses, but our girls know why we celebrate Easter (in the most age appropriate way of course).  As a child I used to wonder why we didn't get a bunch of gifts on Easter, like we did on Christmas.  They were both "Jesus" holidays, so why does one get more attention and hoopla than the other?

As an adult, I've realized that Easter IS the biggest gift.  There's no way we could top it.  We need to just accept it, and be grateful.  How can you compete with grace?

In college as an RA, I had a student that had a plaque over her dorm room door.  It read:
"Good morning! This is God.  
Don't worry, I've already taken care of today.  
Please don't go messing it up by trying to do things yourself."

I imagine that God would add to that by saying, "By the way....I've got tomorrow covered too."

It's a good reminder for each of us. Don't worry.  But I still do.

I was worried about the girls getting into the charter school we wanted.  The week before the lottery I called to find out the exact date we would hear anything and they informed me that there were absolutely no openings in third grade.  That meant Reagan would be wait-listed regardless of the lottery.

We discussed a bunch of different scenarios if Skylar got in and Reagan did not: homeschooling, two different schools next year, taking her out mid-year if there was an opening, etc. etc. etc.  Then we prayed.

The day of the lottery we got a phone call from the school administrator.  She said "Just calling to let you know that we have a spot for Skylar in the Fall!" I started screaming and jumping up and down (in true girl fashion).  Then she went on to say, "And we've decided to make room for Reagan and increase the class size by one so that she can come here too." That's when I lost it.  Tears of joy.

God knew.  He had already taken care of it.

Why do we worry?

I know, I know...we're human.  We try but we fail again and again.  But that's ok.  God knows that too.

 Today, I'm just thankful for grace and the promise of Sunday.

Friday, April 1, 2011

Friday Funnies

It's been a while and I've been terrible at writing down the funny things the girls have been saying.
But here are a few that I DID remember (if you know me on facebook, some of these will look familiar):

Reagan overheard me talking to a friend about her 14 year old niece making poor choices. Reagan said, "what kind of poor choices is she making?"
I said, "Well, she's spending too much time with boys."
Reagan said, "Oh! Like playdates?!"
Ha! Love her innocence.
At Skylar's 5 year well child visit, the pediatrician asked her, "Do you know some of your letters Skylar?" In a very serious (and blatantly sarcastic) tone, she said, "Um, yah. I know how to read."
(Then of course the Dr. asked her what her favorite food was and she said 'hot dogs.' We never eat hot dogs!)
Reagan and Skylar were watching the lizards in our backyard one afternoon.  They do this funky "push up" move that always cracks the girls up.  Skylar said, "I wonder why they do that." Reagan answered (very matter of factly), "I bet it's because it's mating season.  He's working out to attract the females." OMG! Animal Planet is officially banned now! :)
Skylar was setting the table the other night for dinner and she gave Bailey a fork that Bailey didn't like.  She started whining that she wanted a princess fork and Skylar looked right at her and said, "You're three now Bailey.  It's time you learn how things work around here.  I get the forks.  You don't complain.  Got it?"
We were at Costco and decided to grab lunch at their food court.  There was no one in line when we got there but after we sat down with our food the line started backing up.  My mom said, "Wow, we got here at the right time. Look at all these people now."  Reagan said, "Yep. Must be happy hour."
(I wondered how in the world she knew about happy hour, but realized later that Sonic has a happy hour).
I was doing my hair one morning and Reagan walked into the bathroom.  She said "What smells like bologna?" Then she got closer to me and said, "Oh! It's you.  Well, not you, but your hair stuff.  Now I'm hungry."  Note to self....stop using that leave in conditioner. :)
Bailey was out in the garden with me last week and remarked, "Mommy, we're growing weed in our garden."
Me: "WeedSSSS, baby.  WeedZZZZ."
I was reading upstairs and Reagan walked into my room.  She said, "If you see something outside, it's just daddy.  He's really good at getting high!" (Which is even funnier considering the comment above! Don't worry, he was just hitting golf balls!).
We were at Reagan's school one morning and I saw one of her classmates.  I said, "Look Ray, there's Carson.  He's such a sweet boy."  She replied, "He's more boy than he is sweet.  He makes disgusting noises with his hand in his armpit." Ha! Gotta love growing up with just girls. :)
I was pulling weeds in the backyard yesterday and Skylar asked if she could help.  After about ten minutes of her helping, she said, "Ok, I'm done helping.  I'm going back to being a kid again." :)
After pulling weeds I came in and made pasta with spinach. While Bailey was eating, she said, "Mommy, did you put the weeds in our pasta?"
We were running at the park one afternoon and Bailey needed to go potty.  All they had were port-a-potties, and Bailey said she was too scared to use one.  So Skylar told her, "Don't be afraid Bailey.  The Bible says 'don't be scared because God is always with us.'"  I was overwhelmed with pride until she said, "So stop being such a crybaby and get over it!"

Have a great weekend!


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