"Lo, Children Are An Heritage of the LORD: and the Fruit of the Womb is His Reward" - Psalm 127:3
Sunday, August 12, 2012
Saying Goodbye is Hard
The same day as the library's summer reading party our eight year old's friend moved away. Hard to tell from these pictures, but he is 11 (on the right). He moved to Denver. This just a week before we had to say goodbye to our daughter.
He just lived up the street, so the boys were always together. It was hard for the eight year old, but he's done well since, and hasn't seemed too upset by it. He was more concerned with not having anyone left on the street to play with. The two boys who lived right next to his best friend moved out at the same time. He has other friends he plays with now, so it's all good, I guess. Anyway, I know this is an odd post for the blog, but I wanted to have a picture of him with his friend here since we print the blog into a book each year for a family yearbook.
I'm a born again believer in my Lord and Savior Jesus Christ the Son of God. I am a very happily married wife and a homeschooling mom of five of the greatest kids in the world. We live in a little mountain town in Wyoming, which we love. I enjoy reading and studying God's Word, homeschooling my treasures from Heaven, sewing and doing all sorts of crafts.
Shelter~"That which covers or defends from injury or annoyance. The state of being covered and protected; protection; security. He that defends or guards from danger. To cover from violence, injury, annoyance or attack. To defend; to protect from danger; to secure or render safe; to harbor."
"The Bible calls debt a curse and children a blessing; but in our culture, we apply for a curse and reject blessings. Something is wrong with this picture." Doug Phillips
Lo, children are an heritage of the LORD: and the fruit of the womb is his reward. Psalm 127:3
Cleaning and scrubbing can wait till tomorrow... For babies grow up, we've learned to our sorrow... So quiet down cobwebs, dust go to sleep... I'm rocking my baby and babies don't keep!!
You may have tangible wealth untold: Caskets of jewels and coffers of gold. Richer than I you can never be - I had a Mother who read to me. ~ Stricklan Gillilan