Hi all! I haven’t been on here lately. Facebook has eroded my brain! 😀 As I said before, it keeps me connected to my people. But guess what? My church is open for business starting next week! Praise God. We’ve had a huge tent set up where we had some old fashioned tent revival services last week! And will continue with 2 services this Sunday and back in the building next sunday.
With opening the church comes lots of work ahead. Got to get her sparkly and cleaned up this week. So I’ll have something to do.
On the homeschool front…I got a desk for myself! 20 bucks. And if the world ends, we can use it as a bomb shelter! The thing weighs a ton.
I also made a filing system for next year’s lessons so I’m not so bogged down with the planning. My goal is to have all their lessons planned before school starts.
Chasing chickens…because what else should a kid do?
Just for fun
Imitating the little one’s constant frown when it’s pic time
My oldest turned 26…time flies, it sure does fly
Your neighborhood friendly bank robber! (She wasn’t too excited about it, but had to wear it to see the eye dr)
Paddle boats are so much fun!
We did another birthday parade, this time for our pastor. We rolled up with about 12 cars honking while he was eating dinner! He had no clue. He was happy to see us come running up his front lawn with cards and signs.
My newest thought is this…You know how the Isrealites marched around Jericho 7 days? Each day they walked around one time and on the 7th they let out a shout and the walls fell. Got me thinking how maybe the vibrations of so many poeple marching each day may have loosened the foundations so that on that final day the shout was all it took to take it down since everything was already jarred. Now don’t get me wrong because I know God set it up and told them what to do. It’s just my humanistic, logical mind wants to reason it out. Anyway…..
I thought of marching like prayers. Yes, we build up memorials in heaven of prayers. But prayers also tear down strongholds. So on day one your quiet prayer just goes up, day two; the same. Until day 7 when your prayer becomes a shout of desperation, a shout of agony, a shout of praise, shout of help…then the walls come tumbling down.
Maybe this is no epiphany. Maybe many have likened that story to this.
But maybe someone, myself included, needs to be reminded to not give up on that prayer you’ve been prayin over and over…because each prayer is loosening the foundations of longtime addictions, weakening strongholds, cutting dangerous relationship ties. So that when that shout comes…they crumble!