"Lo, Children Are An Heritage of the LORD: and the Fruit of the Womb is His Reward" - Psalm 127:3
Thursday, February 27, 2014
I don't know how well these pictures will show it, but the five year old and I stopped on the way home from preschool to watch a couple of bald eagles. I had spotted them on the way to pick him up. They were hanging out at a pull out on the highway, munchin on a dead bunny.
So on the way home, I pulled in to see if they were still there. Unfortunately they flew off a ways. We stayed put for a good 10 minutes hoping they'd come back up to the road but they didn't. I only had my phone with me, so I couldn't zoom in very well. Anyway, it was neat to watch them for a bit, even if I didn't get a good picture.
This is only about a mile from our house. We've seen them here and had them land on the house. I'm thinking I need to throw out some scrap meat or something to see if I can lure them in ;)
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