Meet Wilbur

Since are move to KC one year ago Lia has had an imaginary friend, Wilbur. Wilbur was first just responsible for any silliness that Lia found herself in, he is who would knock Lia down and tickle her and eventually they moved on in their relationship and were married. There was a small wedding, Wilbur's family and our family of course as well as the 8 brothers and sisters that Lia has also created in her imagination. It's worth noting that these brothers and sisters are very tiny and can fit into the palm of your hand--I've been asked to carry them and it's far easier than carrying the normal sized toddler on your hip!

Today Lia was chatting about Wilbur and his family and told me all of their names. Wilbur's full name is "Wilbur Care Patch", His father is "Sunny Patch" and his sister is "Um Patch." I didn't get the mom's name . . . somehow I just couldn't believe we were having this long conversation about Wilbur and forgot to ask about Mom!

Lia was looking quite cute so I took a picture of her and then she asked if she could take a few shots of Wilburn. I could't resit and let her. Wilbur was being quite silly she said and took two pictures.

I think she may be a genious!

you can listen

Here is a link to the song if you are interested. I keep listening to it over and over. The song title is "The Grace of my God."

http://thebluefish.org/2008/06/like-stars-most-beautiful-matt-giles.html

Incredible Truth

Came across this today.

1. The grace of my God, an unbreakable chain,
for those He redeems, He in grace will sustain.
I will treasure the cross and rejoice in the Prize,
This unspeakable Gift! This the gospel of Christ!

2. Without Him my eyes would be downcast in guilt,
And in trembling shame would my lips have been sealed.
Yet my mouth fills with praise, when I call on His name
And my eyes may delight in the wonders of Christ!

Yes, wave upon wave of grace reaches me,
He deals with my sin and He washes me clean.
And each accusation is drowned by His blood,
For Jesus has paid with immeasurable love!

3. Without Him is hell, where His wrath will consume,
In perpetual fire; an eternity doomed.
Yet in Him is all love, and my soul is at rest,
For hell's gates have been barred through His glorious death!

4. Without Him the darkness is all I can see,
And the terror of sin would abound within me.
Yet a boundless horizon of glory is mine,
When Christ in the depths of my heart is all light!

5. By grace my affection is drawn to the Lord,
And by grace I'm renewed by the power of His word.
It is grace that will strengthen my will and resolve
To live for my Christ 'til I kneel at His throne!

Matt Giles © 2008. Honeycomb Music Publishing Ltd.
v1, v2, ch, v3, ch, v4, ch, ch (instrumental), v5, ch.

she just keeps them comin'

Todd arrived home from a very long interview feeling a little exhausted but thankful to have had the opportunity--he is hopeful an offer will be made. For those reading and asking didn't Todd just get a job a few months ago, why is he interviewing? Well, almost 2 weeks ago Todd's position was eliminated due to company revenue issues. This development took us by surprise but God has been holding and keeping us in His grace and we trust that He is working this together for our good and His glory.

Now onto my story . . . Daddy is very tired so he sat down to rest his eyes for a few moments. I come downstairs and say to Lia who is talking non-stop,

"Lia, let Daddy rest."
Lia replies, "I can't, I have too many words."

lia

after an emotional evening lia ask,

"Mom, does God hear me when I cry?"
"Yes, He hears you when you cry."
"Is God like an angel?"
"God's greater than the angels!"
Smile. Eyes closed. Sound asleep.

more of lj

Lia, it's time to go to asleep. Turn off your light.
I am asleep.
Oh, really? You don't look like your asleep.
I am asleep . . . in my head. I'm sleeping in my head!

Lia with a shout out from the back of the car--
"Mom, can you get me a cranberry SLIME aid from Sonic?"

monday

all i want is for you to have your way
you are the potter, i am the clay

all i need is for you to have your way
you are creator, and i'm what you've made

you are god, i am man
you are sovereign

finally, i surrender

words by misty edwards