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Thursday, May 28, 2015
Tuesday, April 14, 2015
Gifts 351-370
351. Fresh sprouts
352. Reese's Easter eggs
353. Hearing their giggles as they play
354. Pinterest finds
355. Being at home
356. Micah grabbing my hand and laying her head in my palm.
357. Fierce little hugs
358. My Asher making pancakes like a big man
359. Clean hands
360. Chocolate chip cookies with nuts. Homemade of course!
361. Zaddok's kitty-cat hugs, all snugly and sweet.
362. Rain
363. The clicks and hums of the washing machine making my life easier.
364. Rain
365. Good, clean food
366. When Levi is excited to go to school
367. A night with friends
368. A cloudy, lingering morning
369. Flip flops again!
370. When Micah holds up, with great effort, her 2 fingers to show how old she is.
Sunday, April 12, 2015
In the Canyon
Saturday we were able to take the whole family out to Palo Duro Canyon to enjoy the weather. We took a picnic lunch and got to hike and play in the water. It was the perfect Sabbath/Passover day activity. I love how this family likes to be together.
Friday, April 10, 2015
Pesach
Passover and the Feast of Unleavened Bread has become such a special time of remembering in our home. Our kids have grown accustom to the traditions and look forward to them.
Matt and I have gotten better at hosting our Seder every year. Something that felt overwhelming has turned familiar and so important.
I pray you had a beautiful and profound Holy Week and/or Passover and that His resurrection was celebrated in your hearts and homes. We are still in the Feast and continue to remember our Earthly condition and the price he paid to save us.
PS-I can't wait for BREAD next week! :)
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I decided to make my own matzo this year. It was a simple recipe but hard to roll out. You have to get it really thin.
After you roll it and stretch it you have to pierce it with a fork. I stood there for awhile looking at the dough. Because for, Christians celebrating the Passover, this bread is not merely the Bread of Affliction (Deut. 16:3) but it is a reminder of the cross. His body was pierced and broken for us.
It too me a bit to get up the courage to stab the dough with that fork. It may sound silly but tears rolled down my face as I remembered the burden that he endured for our sake.
Sometimes even baking is a spiritual experience.
This is charoset. The most fantastic of all the Passover goodies. It is apple, cranberries, walnuts, cinnamon and orange juice. Apple pie in a bowl. So good.
It reminds us of the sweetness of forgiveness.
I like to have a Passover table that is special but not ornate. We spend a lot of time at the table during our Seder. I want it to be comfortable.
Before our Seder, Matt read the story of the Last Supper in our children's Bible. It is a retelling from Mark and John. It is most important to us that our kiddos connect the Passover to the final sacrifice.
Then we have a special time of washing feet. Matt always gets down on the floor and becomes a servant to all. (Mark 9:35)
The littles fight over who gets to wash Daddy's feet.
This is our celebration of the Resurrection. (We also attend our church on Resurrection Sunday for worship and more celebrating!) We seek to be obedient in the keeping of God's Feasts. But in the keeping of those Feasts, we are always searching for the pictures of Messiah. We are always yearning to keep these things as Jesus did, with perfect understanding.
We will keep seeking until He returns!
Wednesday, April 8, 2015
A little history.
Last week we had the privilege to get to see a part of our nation's history. The B-29 Superfortress was a long-range, heavy bomber flown in WW2. Out of the 2766 built only about 40 remain today. There is only 1 that can still fly. One of the most famous of the B-29's was the Enola Gay.
We got to get up close to one of the B-29's. The Air Power Tour came to the Texas Air and Space Museum in Amarillo. We got to get into the aircraft. We got to look out the same windows the brave men who flew these planes looked out. We got imagine what it might have been like to be in this plane, flying into war.
It was sobering. I am so thankful my children got to have this personal experience with this piece of history. It is a sad time in our history but still one we need to remember.
We will always be thankful for the sacrifice made by many young men.
Tuesday, March 31, 2015
More Gifts...301-350
301. Fever snuggles
302. Girl's night out
303. Good healing oils
304. Christmas lights dotting the night sky across the sprawling prairie.
305. The perfect gift
306. Winter walks
307. Stew, warm and bubbling in the pot
308. The noise of my babies being home
309. The family-like connections within our church home
310. Winter's sleeping colors in the grasses and trees
311. Gooey Frito pie with onions and jalapenos
312. The Boxcar Children
313. All of us together
314. The power of a good leader
315. Spring peeking through
316. Smelling fresh laundry
317. Breakfast with friends
318. I love you mommy, hugs
319. Kid-sized excitment
320. Warm donuts
321. Feeling good about a decision
322. Fresh-smelling shampoo
323. Good-fitting boots
324. A car that starts
325. Making plans
326. Wearing the same size shoes as Jolie
327. Finally finishing the laundry
328. Snack time!
329. Mail
330. Men's deodorant
331. Sweet worship
332. Getting the bill paid
333. Being ok with having a different opinion that everyone else
334. A clean floor
335. Possibilites
336. Great and beautiful, natural creations
337. Digging hands deep into cool sand
338. Car-ride conversations
339. Road snacks
340. Seeing their amazment
341. Familiar laughter with my sister
342. Relleno Burritos
343. Freshly polished toes
344. Little arms reaching for a hug
345. When the groceries are unloaded and put away
346. Walking, praying and crying into the dusky sky
347. Wearing his shirts, so cozy and comfy
348. Seeing the bees again
349. Green poking up through the brown cover of winter
350. One more cool day.
350. One more cool day.
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