To Praise Him

Jesus, my Lord, my savior
I want to praise thee
With my voice reaching up to heaven
I want to praise thee with music and dance

But my songs are interrupted with baby cries
And my dance is held off until my hands are not so full

How can I honor thee as a mother of 6 younglings?

Every time I touch my children, I will do it with the gentleness of thy handsdvvygxcffnjhhgdsdddgvvvgggyyttuui

What miracle do you have in mind for my son?

What miracle do you have in mind for my son?

My brilliant son, who can grasp advanced algebra problems, but not understand the consequences to his own actions?

What miracle do you have in mind for my son?

My sweetheart of a son, whose heart's to be as pure as gold, but whom can't seem to control his actions?

What miracle do you have in mind for my son?

You have caused the lame to walk, the blind to see and have cast out devils. You have even raised the dead and my autistic son screams in pain at the thought of going to school.

What miracle do you have for him? I await for the day when your hands will lay upon his head, and your arms will embrace him.

When will that day come?, that I can lead him to you and then see the angel inside him shine?

My hand is out stretched still

His hand is out stretched still

And the Lord brought us forth
out of Egypt
with a mighty hand,
with outstretched arm,
and with great terribleness,
and with signs, and with wonders:
His hand is out stretched still

He hath smitten them:
the hills did tremble
and their carcases
were torn in the midst
of the streets. For all this his
anger is not turned away
His hand is stretched out still.

I have made the earth,
the man and the beast
that are upon ground,
by my great power
and by my outstretched arm
the universe was formed.
My hand is out stretched still.

my Father sent me
that I might be lifted
up upon the cross,
my arms out stretched
Behold, I have graven thee
upon the palms of my hands.
My hand is out stretched still

Isaiah

How do we know Isaiah truely was a prophet?
He named his son "^dMaher-shalal-hash-baz." which means destruction in imminent"

Mike said he could have just called him "Galen"

Lessons in Nursery

Sometimes you get a calling that seems more like a sentence then a calling.

My last calling was the primary music leader- a calling I felt I was born to do. We had lots of fun and all the kids got their wiggles out. And then I was called from that to Nursery. I cornered the Primary President and asked her why she out me in there. She explained that she didn't want to move me from music, but that the nursery needed a strong leader who would be dependable. (ie, I actually show up, and often am prepared too).

So I have now served a year in nursery (I served many years in nursery before. I was called to nursery when I was 18, and kept getting that calling until my oldest was 4 years old and out of nursery himself.)

As much as I loved organizing the nursery, getting a good consistent program running and teaching to gospel to 6 open, innocent minds every week, I began to wonder why the Lord would put me there again. What am I to learn from this?

Well, when I got pregnant and began being bigger then normal earlier then normal, we began to wonder if we might be having more then 1 baby. Then I began to watch nursery and realize that the lesson I was looking for might be that I can handle an awful lot of little ones. How many babies could I be pregnant with? well, the 6 kids in nursery already counted 2 of my own. Is the Lord showing me that I could handle quadruplets?

That scared the pants off of us. 4 toddlers is a little different then 4 preemie newborns. (quads are almost always premature). Then I had a weird dream where a doctor told me that I had conceived 4, but only had 6 legs kicking me. So then we were wondering if there is any credence to this dream, and triplets had a chance of full term birth. Still scary, but I have known people who have had triplets and survived to be proud of them as young adults.

So, we were really looking forward, with some in trepidation, to our ultrasound last week. What would it show? What are we in for?

We were slightly shocked and pleasantly surprised to find out that instead of 2, 3, or 4. That my belly just had 1 big baby boy in it. He is so big that it could have easily been 2.

So besides a big sigh of relief, then I was still left wondering about what am I to learn from nursery?

Sometimes I wonder if it is the same lesson, but to be viewed over a longer time frame. Maybe it is the lesson that just showing up is 90% of the service. Show up and let the Lord work through you.

Vital role of women

I know that each of us has a vital and essential role as a daughter of God. He has bestowed upon His daughters divine attributes for the purpose of forwarding His work. God has entrusted women with the sacred work of bearing and rearing children. No other work is more important. It is a holy calling. The noblest office for a woman is the sacred work of building eternal families, ideally in partnership with her husband.

—Sister Silvia H. Allred

Football on Sundays

At church this Sunday, my little angles were not being too reverent. So I explained to them that we are not to run in the hallways at church. That worked about as well as always, only I guess Clay was listening (5 year old), because the next time Shanny (2 year old) went running down the hallways he ran faster and tackled her flat on her face. She ended up with an extensive bloody nose, all over her (thank goodness) red dress.

So I asked Clay what did he think he was doing? He said he was trying to keep Shannon from running in the hallway. I told him I was so mad at him that he wasn't allowed to come and have snack in nursery before going off to Sunday school today.