"Lo, Children Are An Heritage of the LORD: and the Fruit of the Womb is His Reward" - Psalm 127:3
Thursday, April 10, 2014
We've finally had several days of beautifully warm weather, and our snow is receding quickly. The yard has a lot of bare spots in it now.
The field out in front of us is becoming a lake.
I know I posted pictures from the park the other day too, but we have to enjoy the nice weather while we have it. We will definitely have snow again before summer. Yesterday at the park we ran into one of my old daycare kids. The boys had a lot of fun playing together again.
This is kind of a funny picture. The five year old was trying to pull the ladder off the side of the fire truck, so he could fight fires :)
This little girl was a riot. No idea who she was, but she attached herself to the two year old and "took care of him" and helped him play the whole time we were there.
And in case you've noticed the ten year old wasn't in any of these pictures, that's because he was at archery practice.
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