Pain

Today I heard of 2 different stories of pain and suffering  At this moment, a set of parents is waiting in the ICU as one of their daughters fights to stay alive.  Earlier today, these parents said goodbye to their other daughter when she went to be with Jesus in heaven.  The 2 sisters were in a car accident.  The other story was from a mama telling of her baby boy, stillborn at 36 weeks.  Neither of these families are near and dear to me, they are just stories I encountered today. But the pain is so real to the storytellers, and they are suffering.  I am struggling tonight with these stories of pain.  This morning I read from Psalm 91:1-2 - "Those who live in the shelter of the Most High will find rest in the shadow of the Almighty.  This I declare of the Lord: He alone is my refuge, my place of safety; He is my God and I am trusting Him."  I still believe in what I read,  even though I wouldn't have a clue how to explain my belief to these hurting souls.  It is an unanswerable question, the one of "why do bad things happen to good people".  Someone much wiser than me would have to tackle that one.  The only thing I can offer is to humbly admit that"I don't know why", and also bravely proclaim "God loves you".  I put all of my trust in this.  I don't know what else there is.  Because my acquaintance to these stories is new and from a distant there is nothing more that I can do other than offer  prayers for them.  I believe that God is listening and He loves these people.  For my own burdened heart I will follow 

1 Peter 5:7 and "give all of my worries and cares to God, for He cares about what happens to me."

 

Growing

Here are some brand new photos of Tilly and her little ones. They have certainly grown.  I don't know how much longer they will be apart of our lives.  Eviction is around the corner,  I'm afraid.  I've really enjoyed it all but its starting to border on questionable having her SO near and dear to us.  Yesterday, she brought a rat "home" to feed her babies.  My goodness... my kids complain about MEATLOAF!  I could handle the squirrel and the rabbit.  But rats... mmmm... I just don't know.  

Artist

Meredith is taking a Kindermusik class, and the theme of her class is "Cities".  Each week she has a project that she is to complete that has to do with "Cities".  This week she was supposed to build a place that she regularly goes to.  All of the kiddos will put their places together, forming a city. So, she decided to make her preschool  -  "Little Lambs Preschool".  She was so excited to use her artistic skills.  Projects like this are right up Meredith's alley. She has the enthusiasm of 20 kids when it comes to something like this. All I did was provide her with the shoe box and she did the rest.  Because her preschool class is really small (4 girls total and her teacher) there are even "people" in her school shoe box. She was oozing with creativity and practically glowing with pride.  It will be fun to see her present it to Miss Susan tomorrow.  

What little boys are made of...

This evening, my sweet little boy MOONED his sister!!!  Pulled his drawers down, sang "Nah nah nah nah nah", and MOONED Meredith.  I could not believe it.  At first Meredith was shocked and then she started laughing.  I tried to keep a straight face to let him know that this could not become normal behavior and that his mama would not be very happy if she ever saw him do it again.  Does THIS look like a little boy who would ever do such a thing??? Where in the WORLD did he learn this behavior???  Must be from his Uncle Adam!!! ***SMILE***