"Lo, Children Are An Heritage of the LORD: and the Fruit of the Womb is His Reward" - Psalm 127:3
Tuesday, September 17, 2013
A Little Bit of Nature
We're still in the crazy busyness of moving, so I don't have much to show. I don't want to reveal home pictures until we are all settled. And I haven't had time to do anything that isn't moving related (well, aside from the daycare, the nine year old's football practices/games and swimming lessons, carting the four year old to preschool, etc. ha). So here are some of the few pictures I've taken lately. Mostly I've taken pictures of things I'm trying to sell as we move. Not real interesting for most of you.
The sunrise was beautiful this morning. The little boys and I headed into town a little earlier than usual and so I snapped a few pictures on the way. I never go anywhere without my camera :)
These last two were from last night. We've sure had some interesting clouds lately - and interesting weather for that matter. Tons of rain. So unusual for us, especially at this time of year.
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