12 Put on then, as God’s chosen ones, holy and beloved, compassionate hearts, kindness, humility, meekness, and patience, 13 bearing with one another and, if one has a complaint against another, forgiving each other; as the Lord has forgiven you, so you also must forgive. 14And above all these put on love, which binds everything together in perfect harmony. 15And let the peace of Christ rule in your hearts, to which indeed you were called in one body. And be thankful.
~Colossians 3:12-15 (ESV)
Evan: Mom, I’m reading my Latin words from the next few chapters. You’re my mater…
Mom: Yep.
Evan: …and Daddy’s a homo!
Mom: ::sputtering:: Um, right.
Glossary: mater=mother, homo=man
After we returned home from trick-or-treating, Kendall took her candy to her bedroom. As we don’t allow the kids to have food out of the kitchen, I asked her to bring it back downstairs. She brought it down in a box with this inventory taped inside the lid. Hmmm…
For Halloween, we had an Indian Princess and a Power Ranger (notice the Ninja death blade the Power Ranger is carrying–long story). The Power Ranger was extremely nearsighted until we convinced him that he could indeed wear his glasses under the mask.
A couple months ago, the kids were trying on all the Chinese clothes we have and told me that they could just “pretend” to be Chinese for Halloween. I guess they decided they couldn’t pull that off. =)
Evan introduced me to his newest Lego creation this morning at breakfast. It is called the “Ghost Spider”. He was showing me all of its features.
He must very carefully observe how things go at our house because, as he set a Lego person next to the Ghost Spider on the counter, he said, “Look! It even comes with the fleeing woman!”
“The reality of spiritual blindness has important implications for the Christian community. The Hebrews passage [3:13] clearly teaches that personal insight is the product of community. I need you in order to really see and know myself. Otherwise, I will listen to my own arguments, believe my own lies, and buy into my own delusions. My self-perception is as accurate as a carnival mirror. If I am going to see myself clearly, I need you to hold the mirror of God’s Word in front of me.”
~Paul David Tripp, in Instruments in the Redeemer’s Hands (p. 54)
Jesus, the Lord, my Savior is,
My Shepherd, and my God;
My light, my strength, my joy, my bliss;
And I His grace record.
Whate’er I need in Jesus dwells,
And there it dwells for me;
’Tis Christ my earthen vessel fills
With treasures rich and free.
Chorus: Mercy and truth and righteousness,
And peace, most richly meet
In Jesus Christ, the King of grace,
In Whom I stand complete.
As through the wilderness I roam,
His mercies I’ll proclaim;
And when I safely reach my home,
I’ll still adore His name.
“Worthy the Lamb,” shall be my song,
“For He for me was slain;”
And me with all the heavenly throng
Shall join, and say, “Amen.”
© 2001 Same Old Dress Music (ASCAP).
We were running errands and had limited time to make it to an appointment, so I figured fast food was the best option.
Mom: What do you want to get for lunch?
K-Girl: Arby’s!
E-Boy: No! Connecticut Fried Chicken!
It’s as if they conspire together to avoid the inevitable “lights out”: one wants a drink of water, one needs a Motrin, one’s too hot, one wants a story, one wants to inquire about tomorrow’s weather…and I have one child (I’ll let you guess which) who comes up with some really random questions when I’m trying to get out of the room. Here are a few examples:
There are some questions that I just can’t answer. Like about the bald guys–who knew?
UPDATE:
To Grandma: Grandma, where do babies come from? Because Kendall and I came from North Carolina and I’m not sure if they all come from there.
To Daddy: Daddy, why are some men obsessed with women in bathing suits?
At breakfast on Sunday, we were discussing the difference between real laws and “Mama’s laws” (I objected to how this was stated, because my laws are real).
So Tim asked Evan to recite one of Mama’s laws.
He thought for a moment. “You may not swear in the house, unless you’re a parent.” Then he started giggling.
Tim was, rightly, giving me the “what goes on when I’m not here” look. I just didn’t know what to say. I swear I never codified that law.
