Weeds

We're enjoying our first vegetable garden this year. The kids and I have been spending lots of time checking our growing crops and plucking out the weeds that seek to consume them. We're always amazed by how quickly they pop up and it's provided a great visual illustration for the sin that grows in our hearts: we need to get it by the root or it just grows back heartier and more stubborn!!

Last night at the dinner table, Mighty Man began a conversation that touched my heart. It is so encouraging when God shows Mr. Right and me that they're getting it!!

Mighty Man: "Dad, xxxxx (a young man we know who needs Jesus) has weeds in his heart."

Mr. Right: "Yes, he does. Do you know who else has weeds in his heart?"

Mighty Man: "Who?"

Mr. Right: "I do."

Pause.

Mighty Man: "So do I."

Princess Peacemaker: "Me too."

Another pause.

Mighty Man: "Dad, I pushed Princess Peacemaker in the pool today." Turning to his sister, "Please forgive me."

A few seconds later we heard a long sigh followed by these words: "Boy, it sure feels good to get rid of that weed. It was a big one 'cause I'd been holding onto it for a long time."

Fun, Fun, Fun, in the Sun, Sun, Sun!

We've had a string of warm sunny days here in the Pacific Northwest. In fact, yesterday the temps reached the mid-80's and we felt like we were melting...I know, I know, it's all about acclimation!

The tribe has been enjoying some splashing time in our teeny-tiny pool.

And Little Miss Giggles can't get enough of it. Princess Peacemaker had taken her inside to get dressed right before this...

...Diaper and all...!!

Quote of the Week

Receive every inward and outward trouble, every disappointment, pain, uneasiness, temptation, darkness, and desolation, with both thy hands as a true opportunity and blessed occasion of dying to self, and entering into the fuller fellowship with thy self-denying Savior.

William Law

A 'Wet' Weekend

Two summers ago the insurance man sent us to a hotel for a week while the wood flooring man came in to repair some water damage in our kitchen. We had such a great time swimming and relaxing and being away from home that we decided to make it an annual event (the hotel, not the floor damage!).

The kids have been reminding us for a couple of months that it was time to 'go to the hotel', so this past weekend we spontaneously packed up and headed out. We only drove an hour north, but it felt like we were really getting away, and the kids spent as many hours as possible in the pool. I think they're still prune-y!Giggles, in her seemingly unending quest for thrills and danger, loved floating upside and downside and jumping in when no one was looking. Fortunately her daddy is very attentive and she was kept out of harms' way. Does she look worried?
And, I know we're biased, but we think we've been blessed with the cutest baby (and daddy)ever!!!....

Quote of the Week

I am soooo guilty of this...change my heart O, God!...

We tend to look at the circumstances of life in terms of what they may do to our cherished hopes and convenience, and we shape our decisions and reactions accordingly. When a problem threatens, we rush to God, not to seek His perspective, but to ask Him to deflect the trouble. Our self-concern takes priority over whatever it is that God might be trying to do through our trouble...

An escapist generation reads security, prosperity and physical well-being as evidences of God's blessing. Thus when he puts suffering and affliction into our hands, we misread His signals and misinterpret His intentions.

Arthur Mathews

Snow on Top of the Mountain

True Confession: I'm almost as nervous to post this recipe as I was the first time I served it to guests. It's unique, but I promise, it's delicious!

I had had it several times in different places and finally decided to make it myself. It was a hands-down hit! People are usually shocked by how good it is because when they look at the combination of ingredients on the table it seems hard to believe, but even the most die hard skeptics have changed their tunes once the food hits their mouths. It has just the right amounts of sweet, salty and crunchy!

Here's what you'll need for 6-8 people:

4-5 cups white rice
1 Family size can cream of chicken Soup
2 cans evaporated milk
1-2 cups cooked chicken, shredded
2-3 cups Cheddar cheese, grated
1-2 cups celery, thinly sliced
2 tomatoes, diced
1 bunch green onions, sliced
1 cup almonds, slivered
1 large can chunk pineapple, drained
1 can olives, sliced and drained
2 cups chow mien noodles
1/2 bag sweetened shredded coconut
curry, to taste

Curious yet? Here's what you do:

Cook rice as per directions. In large saucepan, combine cream of chicken soup, shredded chicken and evaporated milk (I usually add the curry to this mixture because we like curry, but you can also serve it on the side for those who don't). Simmer on low, stirring occasionally.

Divide remaining ingredients into individual bowls. Now you're ready to serve (and yes, it really was that easy!). Start with a bed of rice on each plate and add a generous spoonful of the chicken mixture.
Then let your guests go crazy building their own mountain. I usually suggest starting with the cheese so it melts a little and the 'snow on top' is the coconut, otherwise the order doesn't matter.

And there you have it: Snow on Top of the Mountain! We have served this for family gatherings, church functions and get togethers with friends. It's most fun when people ask what they can bring and I tell them something like "how about a can of olives and chow mien noodles?" Umm, what? Even the pickiest eaters love it because they make their own mountains with the ingredients they like.

I usually add rolls and green salad for side dishes, but it isn't really necessary.

Whew I did it! I exposed our craziest meal idea. Although this is a family favorite (and Mom likes it because it's done in 15 minutes on nights when we're crunched for time), I do serve 'regular' food occasionally.

Fear-less

We have a very special little girl at our house. Her daddy calls her 'Giggles.' Partly because it rhymes with a shortened version of her given name and partly because that's just what she does. Constantly. No matter what life throws at her, Giggles is, well, giggling! And in this she brings immense joy to our home because her spirit is infectious and has all of us laughing.

God has used Giggles to teach me some very valuable lessons. Her seizure disorder brings with it several unique challenges, one of which is an incredibly high pain tolerance, the other a seeming inability to fear. This combination often helps her to get into situations most of us would have the common sense to avoid. The fact that she is two only compounds her keen ability to find trouble!

Yesterday morning she was up in the playroom terrorizing her brothers and her sister. They were building Lego towers and she was taking it upon herself to be the one-man wrecking crew. After several pleas from her siblings for a rescue, I decided I'd have her come to the kitchen to help fix a snack.

As I was walking up the stairs I saw her at the top of the landing. I held out my arms and said "C'mon, Mama needs your help cutting the watermelon." To my surprise, she backed up about four feet and with reckless abandon made a running leap for my catch.

Only I hadn't really intended to catch her. I was still five steps down and it was too far for her to jump. She didn't seem to notice and was in the air before I could stop her.

And suddenly, there she was. In the security of my embrace, having no idea of the calamity that could have befallen her, giggling and happy, thinking she'd just had the thrill of her Tuesday.

Once my heart started beating again, I felt the Lord speak to me: 'I want you to live life like she does.'

How's that, tempting disaster on a continual basis?

'No, trusting Me.'

Wow.

I've been thinking about it ever since.

Giggles has an all-or-nothing spirit. And when she leaps, she leaps. Yesterday she seemingly had no idea of the peril that awaited her when she plunged off the landing. She wasn't worried about it because she had me in her sights. There wasn't a doubt in her mind that I would catch her. She is confident enough in my love for her that she knew I wouldn't, couldn't, let her fall.

And that's how God wants me to be with Him.

The trouble is, unlike Giggles, I have known pain. And because far too often I don't first check to see if He is there, I've fallen down enough times that I also have fear. Fear of the unknown. Fear of missing the mark. Fear of failure. Fear of not being caught. Fear of being hurt. And the most unfounded: fear that maybe, just maybe, He's stopped loving me.

So I hesitate. Before I choose to trust Him, I stop and weigh the options: What will trusting Him cost me?

But my loving Heavenly Father is not like me. There is no chance of Him dropping me when I leap into His loving arms. He is waiting for me. And like Giggles did yesterday, He wants me to back up, put a smile in my heart, let my hair flap in the breeze and RUN to Him. With reckless abandon. Into His safety. Into His embrace. Into His love.

Without doubting. Without stopping to think about how He might fail me. Because He won't. He can't.

He wants me to know that as much as I love my little girl, He loves me infinitely more. And as much as I want to protect Giggles, He wants to protect me more. As I watch out and care for her and help her to recognize danger, He does this for me more.

And even when it seems impossible not to crash and burn, He is still waiting for me with open arms. Never caught off guard. Always ready.

Unconditionally.