Lunchtime Reading

I love to read.

I love to read quietly.

I LOVE to read out loud to anyone who will listen. 

My husband is someone who loves to listen. 

My kids love me to read to them too. 

We read to them at bedtime. 

I love those moments. 

But, my favorite time is our lunchtime reading.

We just finished reading the boy's Storytime Bible. 

We read a couple stories each lunchtime that we're home. 

Monday we finished it. 

I didn't know what to read next. 

So i went to the boy's bookshelf - it has chapter books i plan to read him one day. 

I selected one, and we began it at lunch. 

i hope they love it as I did as a kid.

Lunatic, Liar or Lord

**Alright, so I changed the look of my blog - not sure what I think.  

Oh well, I'll let it stay for a while and then tweak it to something I like.. or who knows I may begin to LOVE it.  we'll see.**

As Easter arrives, and thoughts turn to Christ, His death and resurrection - 

the reason we celebrate Good Friday and Easter.

I have been thinking about who He is, and why He did what He did.

C.S.Lewis (Clive Staples Lewis) was a fantastic Christian writer.  

He wrote wonderful kids stories (enjoyed by ALL ages) - The Chronicles of Narnia.  

But he also wrote many books about the Christian Life.

(photo from wikipedia)

This quote, from his book 'Mere Christianity', is CS Lewis talking about who Christ was/is.  

"I am trying here to prevent anyone from saying the really foolish thing that people often say about Him: 'I'm ready to accept Jesus as a great moral teacher, but I don't accept his claim to be God.'  That is the one thing we must not say.  A man who was merely a man and said the sort of things Jesus said would not be a great moral teacher.  He would be either a lunatic - on the level with the man who says he's a poached egg - or else he would be the Devil of Hell.  You must make your choice.  Either this man was, and is, the Son of God: or else a madman or something worse.  You can shut Him up for a fool, you can spit at Him and kill Him as a demon; or you can fall at His feet and call Him Lord and God. "  *emphasis, mine.

Lunatic...Liar or Lord.  

As the Easter holiday comes and goes, take the time and think about who you truly believe Jesus to be.

some wishes come true.

Have you ever said or wished something and then only a mere moment later have it happen?

Not a positive wish.

One that you didn't really mean, but it was a frustration or angry moment and the thought/words came before you could filter them.

I had one of those on friday.

Our dog has been a handful this past week.

He has not been listening.

I have been quite frustrated and annoyed with him.

Friday i put my daughter to her nap and went out to see 'Jack'.

There he was

playing in the ditch

down by the road.

I called him.

He looked at me, cocking his head, as if debating what to do.

Why come when he is doing something wrong.

...to sum up he did finally get out of the ditch and ran to the back edge of the yard.

On my way to the house to get the chain i started venting - to no one in particular.

"i hate this dog.

I'm sick of cleaning up his poo

I'm sick of him not listening

i just wish he'd run on the road and get hit.

but what I hate is that I'd miss him,

i'd cry.

i'd actually miss the annoying dog."

and I continued to complain.

I came out of the house, attached the chain to the pole and called Jack.

IMMEDIATELY, from the road...

THUMP!...

WHIMPER.

I ran so fast to the front of the house

I knew exactly what happened.

there was a pick-up pulled over on the side of the road, with a lady exiting it-crying

She hadn't seen him until he jumped onto the road - from the ditch on the other side from our house

I had just wished it.

I HADN'T MEANT IT!

Thankfully, he wasn't lying anywhere.

in fact... he wasn't anywhere.

we searched, called his name.

another driver had seen the hit and saw him run across the street and up into the bush.

My neighbor - who I am SO THANKFUL for - went out looking for Jack as I had to go in with my kids.

My neighbor spent the next hour and a bit looking in our back bush.

When dan came home he and his dad joined the search.

the boy and I prayed Jack would be alright.

just over 2 hours from Jack being hit

Dan came home walking a very sore, banged up, scared dog!

Jack has some wounds.

but he is ok. 

I am so thankful my full wish hadn't come true.

Be careful what you wish for!

"but you're not alone.."

i was watching Criminal Minds tonight, a favorite show of mine, and (if you know the characters) Garcia left a message on Prentiss' phone.  

This was part of the message:

"but you're not alone,

you are not alone,

we are in that dark place with you,

we are waving flashlights and calling your name.

so if you can see us then come home but if not, you stay alive.."

That brought a tear to my eye. 

It was something that I'm sure everyone who is going through a dark time longs to hear.  

I loved that she said they were in there with her, but waving flashlights and calling her name.. 

coming to find her, to rescue her, to help her.  

loving her enough to search for her.

i could go all spiritual right now, and it does cross my mind, but i want to think on the earthly level.. how important it is to be that for those we love.  

are we there in the dark with them searching for them, hoping to help them, to rescue them?

are we the home for them to come to.  

or do we wait somewhere wondering why they don't get their butt in gear and come home on their own? 

no one wants to be alone. 

dark places are scary, a flashlight is the light you long to see. 

my wish is that everyone has someone who would come to their rescue no matter what. 

oh man, i am sitting in the dark typing this and, maybe it's just the rainy late night, but thinking about this makes me want to cry.  

i don't even know if i'm making any sense, but read those lines i quoted and imagine yourself being lost, alone, without hope and hearing that said to you. 

How do you feel?

Kindergarten

I just registered my boy for school.

my little boy will be 4 this summer.

He will go to school for the first time in his life, in September.

He will only go 3 days a week, because i don't want to send him all 5.

He will start his scholastic career and stay with it until i let him leave; after he gets his Masters.

(just kidding to anyone who believed that.  he will finish high school Lord willing and can decide what he's doing with his life: college, univ. or the work world)

His sister will miss him terribly each day he goes.

I will miss him terribly each day he goes.

we will both get over it quite quickly.

He will be meeting new friends.

He will like his teacher - i hope.

He will learn how to do many new things and improve on his present skills.

He will enjoy recess.

he will ride a school bus each day.

my little boy is growing up.

I don't know if I want that to happen.

Japan

So, there was an earthquake and a tsunami in Japan.

no, I'm not behind with the news, I didn't just hear about it, but I'm finally sitting down and writing out some thoughts. 

yesterday as I was doing something - i forget what it was - something that was just a part of daily routine, I stopped and thought about all those people whose lives have been turned upside down - some of them, literally.  

and I wanted to cry. 

the day to day, ho-hum routine is probably something they are wishing they could be doing now, but instead of that they are hoping to hear from loved ones, or find loved ones alive.  

They are sifting through rubble and mud finding anything that they can save.  

they are staring at the location their home used to be before the wave came.

wishing... that it had all been just a drill, that it was a bad dream, that they had somewhere to live, their own home. 

lives have ended...been disrupted...been devastated.

I was trying to think about how I would feel as my house collapsed around me.  

would I be able to get both kids to whatever safety there was?  

what about the wave sweeping toward my home, could I get my kids high enough, fast enough? would my husband be at work and would he be alright?  

i would want to stay strong for my family.

would i question God and His goodness?  

i can say I would definitely be asking, crying, "WHY?" 

how long until that answer would be revealed?

i believe God is in total control, and I believe He loves us, but I know I would be asking why.

would I doubt His love?  

I'd like to say I wouldn't doubt, but I honestly don't know how I would react to a catastrophe like that...

I pray for the people of Japan, and the families here in Canada and the US.  

So far away from their loved ones during this time.

This song is only $1 on itunes.  all the money raised is heading to Japan.  more people buy the song, more money can be sent to help.