Sometimes in the valleys that we walk through, there are areas that get so dark that you cannot even see those that are standing beside you. I'm in a valley right now, and I can't seem to see anyone beside me. I know that I am not alone, and because of the Lord's great comfort, strength and joy, I have not felt fear. He is illuminating my way.
For You are with me; Your rod and Your staff, they comfort me...Psalm 23:4c
Your word is a lamp to my feet and a light to my path...Psalm 119:105
My Dad had brain surgery this week. He hemorrhaged another time but he is recovering very well. I have not had a chance to put our Thanksgiving pictures up or our preparations for Christmas. We have been going through the Jesse Tree. Will try to update soon. Please keep our family in your prayers.
Tuesday, November 22, 2011
|In all the of commotion of hospital visits and going to the doctor with my Dad, I've gotten behind with some of my posts. This is a garden update from the end of this summer.|
|This is what the backyard looked like at the end of last winter.|
|I was so excited when I planted my little plants. I was out there everyday checking to see if my plants had grown any :)|
|I actually didn't get any pictures of the most beautiful moments, but it didn't look too bad back then.|
|Another sweet little moment in the backyard.|
Monday, November 21, 2011
My Dad is celebrating his birthday this week. He went to get a blood draw today and his labs are looking really great. It's funny, when health is secure and our birthday comes, we think about what we would like to do on that day. Where you would like to eat, who you would want to spend it with... What about...For my birthday, I would like to be alive.
Through all the research I have done about blood and bone marrow and the cells that individually make up our blood, I am learning that every birthday we celebrate is a miracle. There are so many components that have to be in working order, just for our bodies to function. And this is just one part of the human body. I marvel at the thought of such an incredible piece of handiwork that the human body is.
Despite what the doctors have said and what my Dad's body has been through, he continues to enjoy life. His life is in the hands of the Creator. As is all of our lives. There is so much to be thankful for during this season of thanks. Every day is a blessed miracle of God to be lived for the purpose of glorifying Him.
You have granted me life, and favor, and Your care has preserved my spirit...Job 10:12
Thursday, November 17, 2011
Doesn't it look like my family stepped into a postcard? This was taken at Lake Sabrina in October when we joined my husband's family on their yearly fishing trip. We took a day before meeting up with the family at Convict Lake to just enjoy some of the beautiful nature. My husband and kids are always up for an adventure. I was a little resistant to the idea of joining their "man-cation", but there ended up being so many wonderful surprises along the way.
I actually took advantage of this opportunity to make a homeschool lesson out of it. We were learning about the native people of the North American continent so I looked up the native people of the area and came across the Paiute and Shoshone people groups. We made a stop at the Paiute-Shoshone Cultural Center. They had so many incredible exhibits that brought us back into the lives of these amazing people. My kids learned so much despite their young ages.
|Photo taken from the Bishop Paiute Tribe website|
When we came home, we found out that Sacagewea, who accompanied Lewis and Clark on their expedition to the West was of the Shoshone people group. She was married to a Frenchman, Touissant Charbonneau, who led her to the Lord Jesus Christ and who supported her spirit of adventure when they began their journey with Lewis and Clark. Their son, Jean Baptiste (who was named after John the Baptist) was only two months old when Sacagewea strapped him on her back to begin the journey. Because of this journey, the gospel of Jesus Christ was taken to the west.
Many, O Lord my God, are Your wonderful works which You have done; and Your thoughts toward us cannot be recounted to You in order; if I would declare and speak of them, they are more than can be numbered...Psalm 40:5.