Tuesday, July 24, 2007

What a Beautiful Thought!!!

I read this today and thought it would be great to share! I know I enjoyed it this morning, I hope you will too!!

Malachi 3:3 says: "He will sit as a refiner and purifier of silver."

This verse puzzled some women in a Bible study and they wondered what this statement meant about the character and nature of God.

One of the women offered to find out the process of refining silver and get back to the group at their next Bible Study.

That week, the woman called a silversmith and made an appointment to watch him at work. She didn't mention anything about the reason for her interest beyond her curiosity about the process of refining silver.

As she watched the silversmith, he held a piece of silver over the fire and let it heat up. He explained that in refining silver, one needed to hold the silver in the middle of the fire where the flames were hottest as to burn away all the impurities.

The woman thought about God holding us in such a hot spot; then she thought again about the verse that says: "He sits as a refiner and purifier of silver." She asked the silversmith if it was true that he had to sit there in front of the fire the whole time the silver was being refined.

The man answered that yes, he not only had to sit there holding the silver, but he had to keep his eyes on the silver the entire time it was in the fire. If the silver was left a moment too long in the flames, it would be destroyed.

The woman was silent for a moment. Then she asked the silversmith, "How do you know when the silver is fully refined?"He smiled at her and answered, "Oh, that's easy -- when I see my image in it"

If today you are feeling the heat of the fire, remember that God has his eye on you and will keep watching you until He sees His image in you.

This very moment, someone needs to know that God is watching over them. And, whatever they're going through, they'll be a better person in the end.

Monday, July 23, 2007

A Trip Down Memory Lane

I have been sucked in well, maybe I jumped in. Either way, a post about my childhood home... Where do we start? We could start by saying which one, at my last count I think I was up to about 30 or so different homes.
So let's go with the most memorable, the one we stayed at the longest and was the greatest because we actually moved away and then moved back right into the same house!!
First there has been so much remodeling going on around there that it is really not even the same house anymore, just more like the same shell. Any who, when we first moved in there was no landscaping, no color on the walls or floors, it was just another "cookie cutter" house in the middle of the Suburbs.
It was a great house though, the neighborhood was full of kids all ages and a park diagonally across from our house!
I remember a group of us getting together and deciding we were going to hold a carnival at the park, the neighborhood park, where we charged admission!!
We went around door to door selling tickets half price a couple of days before, and actually quite a lot of people bought them!
We also charged the kids to get into the park that day and then proceeded to charge them to "ride" the slide, tire swing, swing, and monkey bars. We were ambitious to say the least!!
There was the time we went "boating" in a wheelbarrow down the "river"-Horsepen Creek. Wow, we actually put our selves in that water on purpose!! We caught tadpoles, picked wild berries, brought home every wild flower we could find in that bayou- complete with all the bugs and critters that lived in them!!
We had a skating club, that boys were not allowed in and only girls that had roller blades could join. We would pretend we were ice skating in the middle of July- in the middle of the road!!
I suppose we were often in the middle of the road. Our house happened to be the last one on the dead end street, so we were really in no REAL danger from being run over.
My most favorite memory of this street would have to be the time we had and all out war with eggs, and soap and some smelly juice we made from things you should never mix together-like milk, eggs, hot sauce, ammonia, and some other stuff that really smelled bad! We loaded up our water guns and spray bottles with the smelly juice and had an down right old-fashioned girls vs. guys war. Extremely fun at two o'clock in the morning, during Spring Break either my junior or senior year. Man did that place smell the next day! It was fun though and I think that was the point!
I have such fond memories of that house/street! I am just really blessed that my kids get to go back and enjoy that place just as I did when I was little!!
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Friday, July 13, 2007

Bilingual Children

I suppose I though that we were doing a good thing teaching our children two languages, however, I may just have changed my mind. A few times already my very not so shy- but not exactly friendly child has decided when people begin talking to him, in a store, restaurant or what have you his all time favorite response is:

"No hablo ingles," translation; "I don't speak English"

As cute as it was the first time it is becoming less and less cute and rather a little rude.

However, the other day, as we were walking through Wal-Mart-oh, Lord why do I torture myself so?- any who, this woman walked up to me to talk to the boys, rub their heads (for good luck?) and tell me how absolutely adorable they both are, I have to say I can not disagree.
AJ responds and answers the woman's questions, "My name is AJ, that is short for Anthony Joseph, I am five"

As she turns to Jay for his response, not exactly what she was expecting to say the least. He says. with the biggest grin on his face by the way, "No hablo ingles,".
Oh, the woman just ate that up," Esta bueno mijo, eres bien chulo, Como te llamas?" (translation, "that's OK son, you are very cute, what's your name?)
Not what Jay expected at all, so his response was "Oops, I don't speak Spanish either,"

As he sat down and giggled.

What do you do except wish you had a camcorder to video the whole display.