Saturday, June 21, 2014

Sweet and Sour...sometimes that's life.


This summer, "our" kids from our youth ministry graduated.  They were the class that we thought we would "retire" from youth ministry after they were gone.  They were some of our first students.  They were extremely loved and prayed over (as were all of our kids).  Because of a few nasty people, all of our plans for serving those kids...went down the drain.  In an instant.  Instead, we had to love them from afar, and watch them grow up via facebook, messages, phone calls, and occasional visits.  I am fairly certain that those kiddos have no idea how much they truly meant to me. I wish I could tell them how there were nights that I would cry myself to sleep, because I missed them and was angry at the men who put us and them in that situation. How I longed to be a part of all those major milestones in their highschool life. 

Today, one of those seniors played in the state championship baseball game.  While I was majorly proud of him, and loved every picture I saw, I also sobbed.  I missed it.  I didn't get to sit near his mom, and watch her bite her fingernails as he was up to bat and was walked to first.  I didn't get to hug his neck and tell him how proud I was of his great accomplishment.  I didn't get to sit with all of our teens and cheer together, wearing our blue!  Instead, I sat by myself, with my Shakamak t-shirt on, and cried happy and sad tears.  Messaging his Momma how happy I was for them and how I missed them so much.  She wrote back, "I miss you too.  Terribly." 

Ministry, is sometimes incredibly sweet...and others...it is just sour.  I miss my kids.  I miss our friends in all of our ministries.  I love it where we are.  I love our church family.  But today...I miss all of the others that we have had to say goodbye to. 
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Wednesday, June 18, 2014

First Baptist of New Washington, Indiana


I have been struggling to get our church's website to show up in google searches, but for some reason, my blog has no issues at all!!!  Go figure.  So, I am going to see if this works:

Our church name is First Baptist of New Washington.  We are located in Clark County, Indiana.  Here is our website:

www.fbcnewwash.com
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Monday, November 11, 2013

I still believe in magic.


As I sit here, nearly 35 years old, I realize that I still believe in magic.  I still believe that their is something special about warm chocolate chip cookies.  I still believe that a 2 year old's giggle inspires some kind of wonderful, somewhere in the world.  I still believe that an 8 year old boy can find crazy amazement by playing in the leaves for 3 hours straight.  I still believe that a 12 year tween has a glimmer in her eye, when she thinks of Christmas morning.  I still believe that there is something enchanting about a softly falling snow...something so fascinating and hypnotic...that I might consider staying awake 2 hours past my bedtime to view it. 

Yes, I do still believe in magic.  When I fear that the cynicism of this world has brought my feet closer to the ground, I just stop and think of the magical things in my life.  Then, I remember that my thoughts are supposed to be founded in whatsoever things are:  true, honest,  just,  pure, lovely, whatsoever things are of good report; if there be any virtue, and if there be any praise, think on these things.  "Magical" times of life...are lovely.  We have to stop and be thankful for them, and ponder them, lest we loose our twinkle and end up like the grandpa from grumpy old men.  I want to forever be like Ariel from the Little Mermaid.  Captivated by new discoveries and adventure! 
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Tuesday, September 10, 2013

Life...


So...I am not a faithful blogger.  I keep forgetting that this new format is MUCH easier than the old one.  Maybe I will be able to keep it up?  Maybe not?

Anyhow...life here is busy.  My baby has had kidney stones for the last week.  My active son has started soccer.  My attitude-filled pre-teen has started horseback riding and AHG.  And, my chatterbox 2 year old is potty training!  Fun times in the Shaw house.  Fun times.

Through all of this, I have been working on a town wide ladies Bible study, Brian is teaching a MMA class, homeschooling is in full swing, the ever challenging clean house looms over my head, and I have started quilting.

Our lives are filled with so many neat things.  3 years ago, I am not sure I would have been able to handle a schedule like this.  I am thankful that the Lord is gracious in giving me the energy I need to keep up.

Going to keep trying on this bloggy blog thing.  :D
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Wednesday, May 15, 2013

A Clothesline Journey


 3 summers ago, I was hanging up newly washed maternity clothes, while dreaming of all things baby. It was hot and the heat multiplied my morning sickness (all day sickness) by 40...but I loved it. 2 summers ago, I was hanging up sweet little infant clothes, while a tiny (probably less than 10lbs) 6 month old Gracie sat in her stroller...content on hearing her momma talk to her as I hung her bibs and such. Today, a bright and happy 2 year old giggled as she handed me the clothespins to hang her favorite elephant pajamas. She called out who each piece of clothing belonged to, and yelled out, "EWW gross" when seeing "Iggy's" underpants. lol So thankful for the clothesline journey of our life. Hanging each piece makes me really ponder the blessings I have been given.
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Monday, January 28, 2013

Don't Forget:


How Isaac did not want you to stop reading the biography of George Washington.  He loved that Washington had many similarities to himself.  Someday, he will not want to have his mom read to him...and that might be sad!
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Thursday, January 17, 2013

Do Not Forget:


How the Papa Johns pizza delivery guy looked at Gracie when he walked in the room.  He almost jumped when he saw how tiny she was.  After asking us if she was a real baby, he told us he was that tiny when he was born, but that he had never seen a newborn before. We let him oogle her a little bit (she was worthy of oogling!)  Priceless.
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Saturday, November 3, 2012

Emmanuel...


I came across this video of my sweet Abbie.  This Christmas was one that I will always remember as a favorite.  Honestly, it was such a calm time.  I don't remember any of the inevitable squabbles, any financial hardships (although I am sure there were plenty), or any frustrations.  I just remember loving my kids, loving the look of the Christmas tree as we walked down the stairs, loving the sweet little baby in my tummy, and loving my Lord. 


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Thursday, November 1, 2012

Happiness is...


NOVEMBER 1ST!!!!!

As a kid growning up, we were not allowed to sing Christmas songs until the day after Halloween.  I think it was my mom's attempt to keep her sanity.  Not sure it worked, but I digress.  As an adult, I have not adopted this rule.  We sing Christmas songs all year.  We watch Christmas movies in the heat of July.  I am a rebel.  But, no matter how old I get, I still wake up on November 1st with a little bit of extra joy, because deep down in my heart, I know it is the beginning of the Holiday Season!  (Meaning: Thanksgiving, Christmas, and New Years---they are all one big and glorious season!)

To kick off my happy day, we watched this video:


I am pretty sure that my eldest daughter has a mega crush on  the lead singer.  Honestly, there are not alot of good guys out there who I would recommend her looking at for ideas of a future husband, but he is a pretty neat one!  lol  I think knowing that this band loves the Gospel 100% and lives to tell others, makes this happy Christmas song, even happier!!!!
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Wednesday, October 24, 2012

The Earth is Yours


One of my favorite passages in the Bible is Job 37.  I love that in the midst of Job's troubles and trials, he is reminded of the awesome powers of his Lord.  So, when I heard this song for the first time, it made my heart smile.



Your voice it thunders
The oaks start twisting
The forest sounds with cedars breaking
The waters see You and start their writhing
From the depths a song is rising

Now its rising from the ground

Holy, Holy
Holy, Holy Lord
The earth is Yours and singing
Holy, Holy
Holy, Holy Lord
The earth is Yours
The earth is Yours

Your voice it thunders
The ground is shaking
The mighty mountains now are trembling
Creation sees You
And starts composing
The fields and trees they start rejoicing.

Now its rising form the ground
Its rising from the ground
Hear us crying out
Hear us crying out

Holy, Holy
Holy, Holy Lord
The earth is Yours and singing
Holy, Holy
Holy, Holy Lord
The earth is Yours
The earth is Yours
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