"Lo, Children Are An Heritage of the LORD: and the Fruit of the Womb is His Reward" - Psalm 127:3
Wednesday, February 19, 2014
Okay, So It's NOT Clearing Out
It was a dark and stormy ... day. In fact this was first thing this morning, before it even got bad. At one point it was snowing hard enough we couldn't see the willows.
And the wind was crazy too. It was so bad that I didn't even take the five year old in to preschool today. We did go to town later for the nine year old's archery (4H club). It had stopped snowing by then, but the wind was blowing snow over the highway so it was very icy. Crazy weather. This is really like typical spring storms we would normally get in late March through May. Very wet, heavy snow. And yesterday was really warm - so warm that I washed our Excursion. I've given up on trying to follow the forecast.
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