Tim you are a wonderful father and husband. There is no doubt in my mind. You always put our needs first before your own. Making sure that we are taken care of. Your children adore you. I adore you. I am beyond blessed to have you as my husband and the father of our children. You have grown exponentially. It's amazing to see how you are growing in the Lord, as a husband and father. I am praying for you. I always pray for you.
I love you.
Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing
By: Robert Robinson, 1735-90
Come, Thou fount of every blessing,
Tune my heart to sing Thy grace;
Streams of mercy, never ceasing,
Call for songs of loudest praise.
While the hope of endless glory
Fills my heart with joy and love,
Teach me ever to adore Thee;
May I still Thy goodness prove.
Here I raise my Ebenezer,
Hither by Thy help I’ve come;
And I hope, by Thy good pleasure,
Safely to arrive at home.
Jesus sought me when a stranger,
Wandering from the fold of God;
He, to rescue me from danger,
Interposed His precious blood.
Oh, to grace how great a debtor
Daily I’m constrained to be;
Let that grace now like a fetter
Bind my wandering heart to Thee:
Prone to wander, Lord, I feel it;
Prone to leave the God I love.
Here’s my heart, oh, take and seal it,
Seal it for Thy courts above.
A little explanation. This week it was "come thou fount of every blessing" at church on Sunday. Pastor Mark spoke and we ended with song. This one in particular broke me. The 3rd verse to be exact. Tears. That's all I can say. Tears and lots of hugs to my kids and husband. I love you Lord.
Recently I have become more aware of the sanctifying process that God is taking me through. (Note that I said process. Yes a process. A long one at that too. ) I am not a process type of person. Not one to like to wait or want to wait. I like things done timely, quickly...efficiently. "Spit spot" as Mary Poppins would say. One of the main reasons that I have recently become more aware of all of this process stuff, is because I had been studying through a book called "how people change" with a women's CGroup at church. It's a great book and was so blessed to be able to go through it with a lovely group of godly women. Great godly women.
The book made you ask the hard questions and dig deep beyond the surface sin crap icky crap stuff and get to the bottom of it all and roll around in it. Get your face in it kind of crap. You had to. You have to lose the bubble of comfort, and just face it. Confront it. What is it? What is deep down there that makes you react the way you do? When you do? Throw out all the excuses, like, I was this or because of that. It is not ok to let my situation, my feelings, what I think may be my needs, my fleshly desires decide or depict the way I react and respond to others. My glory, my comfort is not the goal. God's glory is.
God is a good God.
I am so thankful though, for being allowed to walk through it with a group of women. Who were committed to doing it together. Praying together, sharing, holding each other up, loving each other knowing the horrible details. Showing Christ to each other.
so for now, to be continued.....
My hope is built on nothing less
Than Jesus’ blood and righteousness;
I dare not trust the sweetest frame,
But wholly lean on Jesus’ name.
When darkness veils His lovely face,
I rest on His unchanging grace;
In every high and stormy gale,
My anchor holds within the veil.
His oath, His covenant, His blood
Support me in the whelming flood;
When all around my soul gives way,
He then is all my hope and stay.
When He shall come with trumpet sound,
Oh, may I then in Him be found;
Dressed in His righteousness alone,
Faultless to stand before the throne.
Refrain:
On Christ, the solid Rock, I stand;
All other ground is sinking sand,
All other ground is sinking sand.
Apple Cider Vinegar kills dandelions and other weeds, but won't kill your grass. And Raccoons like beer. The reason I know this is because there was a HUGE one in our back yard exactly 13 minutes ago. I saw it from our bedroom window while on the phone with my good friend Melinda. Tim was asleep in bed when I yelled, "Oh my gosh there's a raccoon in our back yard...and he's drinking my beer!" Tim lept from the bed to see what was the matter, ran down the stairs in search of his gun. Oh my. Meanwhile, Melinda is giving me advice on how to get rid of it "just clap your hands 3 times, and it will go away". Nice. But Tim didn't think that was good enough so he proceeded to try and caulk the gun and shoot. The reason I say try, is because there was no quickness about it. If it would have been a huge beast we would of been gonners. I truly believe Tim is out of practice. We'll have to get him to the shooting range soon:)So while he continued to work on the gun, the little guy, raccoon that is, just stared at us-like we were the ones in his back yard. I'll give him that; technically he's right, but we can talk about that later. Onto the beer drinking raccoon! ok so, Tim finally shot at him, and missed. Really I was glad he missed-I would of freaked out if he had hit him, but he still just stood there staring and sniffed at where the pellet had hit near by, like "oh soo scary..." he was laughing at us inside. Then he figured he would try to escape by climbing the fence but then realized he would be better off just going under and scooted off into the night. You might be asking yourself "why was there beer in the back yard?", well we do drink it here at the Zion casa, but this beer was set out for those horrible slugs that have been eating my garden. If you set out beer in a cup, dig a whole level with the ground and set inside, they are enticed by it and fall in and drowned. Much better than slug bait you get at the stores for multiple reasons, and much more entertaining too. You get drowned slugs and a drunk raccoon.
Where have we been? Home. Doing what you might ask. Just doing stuff, nothing special, really. Basically there isn't one good reason why I haven't written since the middle of April. And today is the 12th of June. So I am guessing that most likely we have been busy or something. Maybe it was due to the fact that we lost our camera, or better yet, it flew off the car while driving. Note to self, don't set the camera on top of the car. Not a good idea. But since then, we have had a camera on loan, thanks to Uncle James. so yes we are back in the swing of things as pictures are concerned and hopefully writing as well. 
