I suppose one could take too many pictures of a sleeping newborn baby.
Then let me be that one because she is growing too quickly.
Yesterday she turned four weeks.
Stop time, please - just for a little bit.
She woke up :)
What I wake up to... oh my goodness, the awesomeness of miracles.
Photography by Morgan:
Good view of her hair or lack there of ~
We love the faces she makes:
She can sleep through the loudest noise!
Sleeping in daddy's arms:
Bub with a pumpkin - he wanted to shoot it with the bb gun.
The little girls in the barn.
Christian - loves to head out at the property with tools and dig and look for treasures.
Man, do we all love it when Scott is home from school on the weekends! It has been so neat to see him thriving in every way this semester. So much I could write and say about the goodness of God in his life and what has taken place.
Shelton might be the smallest guy on the varsity team, but his heart and drive is huge.
Good friends and teammates.
Nothing quite like a good win.
The little girls have played a lot of dolls and house lately. They especially like to play outdoors.
Can you tell who the "mommy" is?
Morgan is the sweet heart of the world big sister. I seriously admire her.
Yes, Baby Haven pretty much just sleeps. We bring her in where ever we are and she just sleeps away.
This is the day I had time to make my bed.
Might be a tiger on the field, but he sure is a sweet kid off of it. Been a rough season, but he has grown through it and will come out more mature because of it.
Morning sun on Christian's Saturday game.
In place of the school dance, Scott had his own party last Friday night - inviting some football teammates from school out for go-cart riding, football, cooking out over the fire (hotdogs and smores), in the dark capture the flag, and hiking. It was so fun as a family hosting it and great to get to know some of his friends better. Nothing like a whole bunch of energetic middle school age boys! Too fun! They are already talking about their next party.
Not the most flattering picture, but our only one. Here we are at the rodeo with the kiddos - exhausted, fulfilled. Love watching the kids enjoy life. And doing it together.
The loads of laundry, trash can full of dirty diapers, tons of dishes, time driving children here and there, etc. etc. are worth every single minute of the wonderful times. Do I get it all done? Not at all. Do I try? Yep. Has there been one day since Haven was born that all the kids were dressed well, house clean, me clean, etc.?
There is a wonderful freedom and joy in living life just "doing the next thing." There is no need for fear or worry or stress. Breathe in and breathe out and do the next thing in peace. Trust. Rest. That is the key. I hold onto that key hard.
At the end of the day there is only ONE thing that matters to me: Did I LOVE? Was my heart like His heart?
At the end of the day that's all that really counts anyway.
It's really that simple. It doesn't mean I throw out responsibility, diligence, aim, determination to conquer the difficult. No, it means that above the here and now - things that "need" to be done - I want to put even more diligence, aim and determination into coming to the end of the day and knowing. . . my family knowing, others knowing, God knowing, that my heart resembled that of Jesus.
A few weeks ago, I came across this song - thanks to my brother. I wept. Click Here.
It's a song sung from the perspective of the life of David in the Old Testament.
I thought about how he fell a lot. Yet, he kept reaching out, striving for God! His heart yearned.
He was passionate, longing, in the midst of his fallenness ~ he believed in the redemption of God!
I am a very passionate person. Strong willed, fallen. Fearless sometimes in all the wrong ways, frustratedly finding myself striving for perfection instead of Him who is perfect. A fighter, yet famous for falling to the fear of man. A strong feeler, yet thinking too deep of thoughts for my own good. I have always felt a strong connection to the words written by David in the Bible.
"Create in me a clean heart, O God, and renew a right Spirit in me."
God reminds me through my fallenness what great need I have for Him.
It was the same for David. His humanness and acknowledgement of it, yet constant running after God, attracts me and holds my attention. It challenges me and gives me vision, re-flames my passion until I feel it burning inside of me somewhere deep.
I bought this song off of itunes. When I find myself running around trying to get a trillion things done here in the house, frustrated that I am achieving nothing -- I turn on this song. I play it loud. My heart feels like it's beating outside my chest with the desire to live it. It seems the words that stick to me are the ones, "'Til my heart looks like Your heart, my heart looks like Your heart. At the end of the day. . . my heart look like Your heart. . ."
They go round and round.
I want those words branded on my heart each and every day.
What a difference it makes.
Feel like a failure at what you are "suppose" to accomplish?
Feel like you can't get it all done?
Feel there are so many things that are "important?"
Re-focus. Rest. Do the next thing. Ask God for a redemptive heart.
At the end of this day only ask yourself one thing: "Did my heart look like His heart?"
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