"Lo, Children Are An Heritage of the LORD: and the Fruit of the Womb is His Reward" - Psalm 127:3
Saturday, February 8, 2014
We're getting quite a bit of snow today. It's still coming down hard and it's just past noon now, so we may get quite a bit more. I hear it's supposed to snow throughout the weekend. This is one of our decks. The kids' picnic table and play kitchen are nearly buried. The lump in the middle is one of those ride-on toys for toddlers.
I love the way snow looks when it's fresh - especially on fences and such.
I would guess we have around 8-10 inches now.
So it's a good day to stay inside and build an airplane ;)
And read a pile of books, do a puzzle or two and play some family games. I love snow days... particularly when they fall on days I don't have to go anywhere. Unlike most of the country, nothing closes here when it's cold or snowy.
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