There is a season...

Ecclesiastes says:

"There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under heaven;...

a time to weep and a time to laugh, a time to mourn and a time to dance,"

Is it ironic that God promises us in His word that all of these things will come, and yet if you are like me sometimes you are surprised by them.

I have noticed that God (when I listen) tends to prepare me ahead of time for things I may have difficulty with.

This Sunday our preacher started a sermon series surrounding the hymns we sing. He started by describing the story behind "It is Well With my soul" by Horatio Spafford. Tragic events in his life inspired these well known words. (For the full story click here.)

"Whatever my lot, Thou has taught me to say, it is well, it is well, with my soul."

Our preacher talked about the sorrow of Israel, and God's response to that sorrow, found in Isaiah:

"For my thoughts are not your thoughts, neither are your ways my ways," declares the LORD. "As the heavens are higher than the earth, so are my ways higher than your ways and my thoughts than your thoughts."

A few days ago this was the following verse in my devotional.

Ps. 91:2 "I will say of the LORD 'He is my refuge and my fortress, my God in whom I trust'"

So praise be to God my refuge and fortress in good times, and in sorrow. My God who even when I do not understand things I can trust that his ways are higher than mine, and His promise is for my good. I love you Lord. I trust you.

4 inches...

Wednesday night I did it.


Elizabeth has been wanting a haircut for months now. She has really wanted to cut a lot off of her hair, but I wasn't really willing to take the plunge. In the last few weeks her Daddy has joined in her cause (mostly so that he will have less work during bath time), and with the two pronged attack I didn't last long.

So Wednesday night I turned on Peter Pan and sat the kids in the bathroom. Then took 4 inches off of my 5 year old's hair! She absolutely loves, and has been SO excited. Her first comment when it was all finished was, "I look like Dora!"

I think I had such a hard time because she didn't have much hair for SO long! If I had cut 4 inches off before she was 4 she would have looked like a boy.

Here is proof a photo of her in 2006, just after her 3rd birthday.

This was taken in June when she was my friend Laura's flower girl. (By the way this is one of my all time favorite photos.) Her hair had grown even more in the last 6 months.

And here is our final result. (Please forgive the picture I made her get up from her "nap" so I could take it.)