Tuesday, April 27, 2010

Flower Photo Contest

I adore flowers! I think they are here to give us a glimpse of the beauty of heaven! Johanna at An Old Fashioned Girl, is hosting a flower photo contest on her blog. You can enter up to five pictures. Below are my entries. Go ahead and enter yours!
Maellen
1. Multicolored Irises


2. Pink Clematis on a trellis



3. A beautiful tee blooming at the zoo a couple of weeks ago



4. The sweetest smelling rose in my yard.



5. This rose starts off a brilliant pink, and fades to a light pink.

Tuesday, April 13, 2010

Our Trip to the Zoo


The flamingos


Nicholas, Daniel and Emily


It was Nich's turn for a camel ride. All the other kids have had a ride - next is Mom and Dad??


Oh my!



Pretty bird!


Looking at the giraffe


Dan the movie man (and photographer)


The flowers were in bloom!


Sweet little baby "Reece", born October 2, 2009.


Here we are using the timer on the camera....


In the Rainforest


Nich being pensive.


Emily, feeding the ducks.


The ducks have such incredible colors!


His royal majesty graced us with his presence! I loved how this guy's crown and robe were so regal!




Thursday, April 8, 2010

To be Feminine, or Not to be Feminine? That is the Question!

Here is Emily in one of her "feminine" outfits


I am so encouraged by the Feelin' Feminine Challenge my daughter, Emily, is doing. She and I follow a blog called Feminine Farmgirl. Jenna, the writer of that blog, is facilitating this challenge. You wear a skirt or dress everyday for one week, and do your hair in pretty styles each day. The challenge is to live like you usually do, and to do everything in your skirt or dress. Emily has been officially taking the challenge, and posting pictures on her blog every day, of her different outfits. I have been doing it unofficially, with her. It has been quite fun, seeing what new outfits we can put together. It has also been fun, going to the blogs of the other girls taking the challenge, and seeing what they are doing and wearing.

God has made women to be different from men. We are to be feminine. We don't have to be dumpy or dowdy to do this, either. We can make ourselves pretty, without being overly done up. I think this can be accomplished with pants, but not so easily. We should always remain modest, that is why I don't wear skirts higher than my knees, or low-cut shirts. I am trying to dress like a lady - pretty and simple - not too showy - modest. I must admit though, I still like my comfy, loose fitting jeans! :-) God is not done with me yet!

Tomorrow we go to the zoo. Em already has several choices sitting out. Let's see what I can find to wear for that!

Wednesday, April 7, 2010

Family

I just have to say, I love my family! I love to hear my sweet, little wunkle, Emily, singing her worship songs throughout the day. I crave to see my son Daniel's eyes twinkle as he laughs and giggles over his jokes. I live to feel my son, Nicholas, put his arms around me and give me hugs... and then lift me up almost over his head...! I adore to laugh with my oldest son, Silas, as he sees things the same way I do, and we both end up crying from laughing so hard. I so look forward to hearing the keys in the door, and running to give Monty a hug when he comes home from work.

I have the best family in the world!

Monday, April 5, 2010

BARABBAS

I guess I never really thought about it before - the fact that Jesus took Barabbas’ place on the cross. Not in this way, anyway. In church on Sunday, our pastor spoke a little about this. It made me think about it as if it were I in Barabbas’ place.

Barabbas was in jail because he was a terrible criminal. He was a robber. He deserved the punishment he was about to receive. Now Pilate didn’t believe Jesus was a criminal, but he was afraid of the people. He decided to let them choose which man should go free. Of course, he assumed, it would be Jesus! He didn’t DO anything bad!

Imagine Barabbas sitting in his jail cell, hearing what was going on outside. He hears his name, and Jesus’ name. He hears that, according to custom, someone will be set free. He also assumes it will be Jesus. He knows what he did and that he deserves to die. He hears them yelling, “Crucify him! Crucify him!” and knows they are asking for his own blood.

Then the guard comes into his cell, and he figures his time is up. He is going to be crucified. But instead, the guard tells him he is free to go. Jesus is dying in his place.

Can you imagine his shock? Can you imagine his relief? Can you imagine his feeling of thankfulness mixed with confusion? Well, that Barabbas is me. Jesus died in my place, when I should be the one to die! I GET TO LIVE!

I am incredibly thankful and dumbfounded! What an amazing God!