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Tuesday, November 12, 2013

On my mind

- We went to Costco over the weekend and the babies rode in the shopping cart for the first time (rather than in their car seats). We snapped a picture to commemorate the occasion and I thought it captured their personalities perfectly:

Clara, being a happy little spaz, and Colby, looking serious and somewhat concerned (we've decided his slogan is "happiness not guaranteed"- ha!)

- Public Service Announcement: the correct spelling of the slang word for "yes" is "yeah." It's not "ya" or "yah," and when people spell it that way, I hear it as if Franck is speaking from Father of the Bride. 

- It baffles me when people scrape the icing off of their cake/cupcake and don't eat it. To me, that is like plucking the chocolate chips out of a cookie before eating it. Why would you ever turn down something so delicious?

- Speaking of delicious, we're having crock pot chicken with black beans and cream cheese for dinner this week and it's pretty tasty. We spent a good deal of time this weekend preparing inordinate amounts of baby food for the twins, so it was nice to be able to make dinner for the week with almost zero effort. 

- Lastly (sorry to end on a sad note), as many of you have heard/read by now, my friend, Erika, and her husband, Matt, had their hearts broken this past weekend when the adoption of their new baby girl fell through. I know they would appreciate your prayers right now. I read a poem in a book by Beth Moore (Whispers of Hope) several years ago and it has been on my mind ever since I heard the news, so I thought I'd share it in case it's an encouragement to any of you:

Trust me with your Isaac

For every Abraham who dares 
to kiss a foreign field 
where glory for a moment grasped 
Is for a lifetime tilled… 

The voice of God 
speaks not but once 
but ‘til traveler hears 
“Abraham! Abraham! Bring your Isaac here!” 

“Bring not the blemished sacrifice. 
What lovest thou the most? 
Look not into the distance, 
you’ll find your Isaac close.” 

“I hear the tearing of your heart 
torn between two loves, 
the one your vision can behold 
the Other hid above.” 

“Do you trust me, Abraham 
with your gravest fear? 
Will you pry your fingers loose 
and bring your Isaac here?” 

“Have I not made you promises? 
Hold them tight instead!
I am the Lover of your soul— 
the Lifter of your head.” 

“Believe me, O my Abraham 
when blinded by the cost. 
Arrange the wooded altar 
and count your gains but loss.” 

“Let tears wash clean your blinded eyes until unveiled you see— 
the ram caught in the thicket there 
to set your Isaac free.”

“Perhaps I’ll send him down the mount 
to walk right by your side. 
No longer in your iron grasp 
but safer still in mine.” 

“Or I may wrap him in the wind 
and sweep him from your sight 
to better things beyond your reach— 
believe with all your might!”

“Look up, beloved Abraham. 
Can you count the stars? 
Multitudes will stand to reap 
from one dear friend of God.” 

“Pass the test, my faithful one; 
bow to me as Lord. 
Trust me with your Isaac— 
I am your great Reward.” 


Leah said...

Oh wow, so sad about your friend. I will pray for her. Also, that meal sounds yummy, but my crock pot BROKE... going to need to remedy that fast.

Brittnie said...

Love that pic of the twins, haha.

Love that poem, too.

Erika said...

I've never heard that poem, but it is really beautiful. Thanks for the love and support, friend. And the spelling PSA-- glad someone will keep the world in line spelling-wise while I'm under the weather. ;)

the blogivers said...

Cute babies, very necessary PSA, definitely don't understand the icing haters, going to have to test out that recipe some time, and good poem/message!

Courtney Squillante said...

Love this! It's drives me nuts when people spell yeah wrong! But I am an icing scraper- I just only like a teeny bit!

Natasha said...

Thank you for sharing that poem. It is really powerful.