Where's the Cake?

My husband has been really busy starting a new job and everything. So I sometimes manage his personal emails which include church stuff. I don't have to do it often but we were discussing about our Pastor's birthday coming up. He was playing some ideas and he thought before men's group, he'd suggest for the men to go eat at the all you can eat kalbi place. And he said that he'd get a cake, too. Couple days later and 2 days before the actual day, a fellow brother in the church sent out an email to some people about it being our pastor's birthday , soon. I emailed him about our idea and that my husband will bring the cake. Well, I told my hubs about the dinner and that it was going to be open up to everyone in the church but I neglected to tell him that I volunteered him to bring the cake since I already decided I wasn't going (I would watch the kids at home).

So, while my hub was at the birthday dinner, I realized I forgot to tell him that he was definitely suppose to bring the birthday cake. I had an uh-oh but I convinced myself that my hubs would have thought about getting the cake on his own.

Cut he arrives home after the b-day dinner. He's telling me how great the food was and that our Pastor seemed to enjoy himself and that he liked his gifts. After 30 minutes of talking, I remembered about the cake and I asked, "did you bring the cake?" He said, "no.." , "yeah, no one brought the cake." I said, " I know, because I forgot to tell you that I volunteered you to bring the cake." He then got really upset and said that people were asking him where the cake was. after the dinner was cleared out, people were waiting around. and Bill was talking and his phone kept ringing. He didn't recognize the phone and then the person across from him picked up his phone and asked my hubs, "hey, did you bring the cake?" and Bill got so confused and answered, " No, did you?" and then he said they were saying that he sent out an email that he was going to bring the cake. and He was like, "I did? I dont' think I did." He was so confused and they kept saying how he said that he'd bring the cake. He thought they were joking and then he said to me that he got so confused and that they wouldn't let it go... He was thinking to himself, okay let's move on the jokes over but they were talking about how he was suppose to bring the cake.

I could not stop laughing at how funny it must have been. I asked a friend who went about it. And she couldn't stop laughing and said, "Ah! that was why he looked SO confused!" He must have looked so clueless!

SO funny...

Undo by Rush of Fools

I've been here before, now here I am again
Standing at the door, praying You'll let me back in
To label me a prodigal would be
Only scratching the surface of who I've been known to be

Chorus

Turn me around pick me up
Undo what I've become
Bring me back to the place
Of forgiveness and grace
I need You, need Your help
I can't do this myself
[ Rush Of Fools Lyrics are found on www.songlyrics.com ]
You’re the only one who can undo
What I've become

I focused on the score, but I could never win
Trying to ignore, a life of hiding my sin
To label me a hypocrite would be
Only scratching the surface of who I've been known to be

Chorus

Make every step lead me back to
The sovereign way that You

Chorus

The Boy is Talking

The past week, I've noticed that Jonah is talking.  He's saying words... and I can see the words he's trying to say.  I'm so relieved and so happy.  I was worried and many people have tried to comfort me and tell me that boys are late talkers... And it's happening...  He's saying mmmm consonant. He says Hello very clearly.  Oh, he's talking.  I'm soooo happy.  Just when I was about to call early intervention.  

I tell the girls they can't play the computer on Sundays. This past Sunday, after we got back from church,  she squeezes by me as we walked in the house and she runs into our computer room and I hear her say, " I'm going to play computer....oh, man I forgot I can't play computer.  I HATE SUNDAYS!"  And the melodramatic person that I am,  I gasped and said,"  what,  Oh, Emma!"  and then she just burst in to tears and she said, "Ahhhhhhhh!  I didn't mean.. I mean... ah!!!!!  I don't like Sundays but I still LLLLLLLLLoooooooove Jjjjjjesus!"  She so hilarious.   I told her she can play the computer, if she wanted to.  I had to run back out and as I was walking out I saw Emma playing downstairs and she didn't play the computer.  

I hosted a farewell party for a dear little sister last Saturday.  It was a bit hectic and I lost my wallet again  In the past year, I've replaced 3 atm/credit cards.  One, I left in the atm machine, and the other two are floating around the house.  I can't put anything in children's reach b/c they take and they play with it and they dont' put it back and they forget where they left it.  I'm thinking Jonah's the culprit.  So since Saturday, I've been ransacking my home in search of my wallet.  I just replaced my card last month.  I wonder if they record, how many cards one person replaces.  Today I gave up.  But I'll randomly ask Jonah, if he saw my wallet.  He'll light up and lead me to my cellphone.  My purse.... the diaper bag  and then out of no where, he comes and says, "here it is!"  And he hands me my wallet.  He's such a sweet boy but man, he's testing his boundaries all the time.   

The Lost Get Found by Britt Nicole

Hello my friend
I remember when you were
So alive with your wide eyes
Then the light that you had in your heart was stolen
Now you say that it ain't worth stayin'
You wanna run but you're hesitatin'
I'm talkin' to me

Don't let your lights go down
Don't let your fire burn out
'Cause somewhere, somebody needs a reason to believe
Why don't you rise up now?
Don't be afraid to stand out
That's how the lost get found
The lost get found

So when you get the chance
Are you gonna take it?
There's a really big world at your fingertips
And you know you have the chance to change it
There's a girl on the streets, she's cryin'
There's a man whose faith is dyin'
Love is calling you

Don't let your lights go down
Don't let your fire burn out
'Cause somewhere, somebody needs a reason to believe
Why don't you rise up now?
Don't be afraid to stand out
That's how the lost get found
The lost get found

Why do we go with the flow
Or take an easier road?
Why are we playin' it safe?
Love came to show us the way
Love is a chance we should take
I'm movin' out of the way

Don't let your lights go down
Don't let your fire burn out
'Cause somewhere, somebody needs a reason to believe
(Stand out)
Don't let your lights go down
Don't let your fire burn out
(Stand out)
'Cause somewhere, somebody needs a reason to believe
Why don't you rise up now?
Don't be afraid to stand out
That's how the lost get found
The lost get found

So when you get the chance
Are you gonna take it?
There's a really big world at your fingertips
And you know you have the chance to change it

Live For Today by Natalie Grant

Natalie Grant: Live For Today
Sittin' in my room staring at the wall
Wonderin' about the meaning of it all
Why is it this thing called life
Has got me goin' crazy
So I open up your word and let it speak to me
The purpose and the plan that you've designed
Is clear to see, and I believe

Chorus:
I'm gonna live for today
I'm gonna follow in your way
I'm gonna let my little light shine
Like there's no tomorrow
I won't worry about the past
I know my future is intact
So I'll choose to live my life one way
I'm gonna live it for today

You told me not to worry
About what lies ahead
So I am gonna focus on today instead
Making every moment count and counting
Every single blessing
I'm gonna set my mind on the
Here and the Now
This is what I want my life to be about
And this is How...

Repeat Chorus

Refiners Fire

Malachi 3:3

I was reading something the other day that reminded me of the following e-mail I got a long time ago. I thought it would be good to reread as a reminder:

Malachi 3:3 says: "He will sit as a refiner and purifier of silver."

This verse puzzled some women in a Bible study and they wondered what this statement meant about the character and nature of God.

One of the women offered to find out the process of refining silver and get back to the group at their next Bible Study.

That week, the woman called a silversmith and made an appointment to watch him at work. She didn't mention anything about the reason for her interest beyond her curiosity about the process of refining silver.

As she watched the silversmith, he held a piece of silver over the fire and let it heat up. He explained that in refining silver, one needed to hold the silver in the middle of the fire where the flames were hottest as to burn away all the impurities.

The woman thought about God holding us in such a hot spot; then she thought again about the verse that says: "He sits as a refiner and purifier of silver." She asked the silversmith if it was true that he had to sit there in front of the fire the whole time the silver was being refined.

The man answered that yes, he not only had to sit there holding the silver, but he had to keep his eyes on the silver the entire time it was in the fire. If the silver was left a moment too long in the flames, it would be destroyed.

The woman was silent for a moment. Then she asked the silversmith, "How do you know when the silver is fully refined?"

He smiled at her and answered, "Oh, that's easy -- when I see my image in it." If today you are feeling the heat of the fire, remember that God has his eye on you and will keep watching you until He sees His image in you.

( I did not write this but a friend emailed it to me and it encouraged me...)

Flying Jelly Bean

Jadyn had a ballet recital back in June. Since she was in the 3 to 4 year old group, it was an informal performance. It still was in a nice auditorium. We brought all our kids. I brought Jelly beans for Jonah since I knew he'd be eager to wander during the performance. We were watching the performance and Jonah was seating on my lap. He wanted to roam around so I brought out the jellybeans and I was feeding him one by one. Out of no where, he lets out a deep cough and I see this jellybean shoot out of his mouth and it proceeds to hit the woman in front of me in the back of her head. Then it falls down the back of the woman shirt. I WAS HORRIFIED! It took me a moment to realize what just happened. The woman then throws her hands up in pure disgust and whispers nastily, " WHAT IS THAT? IT'S down my shirt!" I started apologizing perfusely. I started feeling the back of her shirt to see if I could locate this lost jellybean. She kept saying, "forget it forget it!" This woman was UUUUPSET. Then I found it and I dragged it up using my hands and then I got it at the nape of her neck. It was gross. It was sticky and wet. I apologized again and she didn't say one word and just kept looking straight ahead.

My mother in law was there and she leaned over and said," That was so hilarious... look at her she's fuming mad. He's only a baby... she should be more understanding." I hope the woman will forget all about it next fall when ballet resumes. I think she's a mother of a child in another class. Thank goodness. So embarassing but so funny....

I"m Back!

I survived the year. My youngest Cara is now one. She's such a delight. It was a crazy year but I survived it. Only through God's grace... having four kids all under the age of 6 is really hard. There were many times I felt like I was going to go crazy. But I survived it and I feel like I can breath a bit. Life is extremely busy but it's a good busy. I move with a purpose and I feel very blessed. It's funny how you just let certain things go and you accept what you think would put you in more bondage but it just sets you free. Free to do God's will... no matter how small it may seem to others ... I finally see that I am planting seeds, I am tending to plants that I hope and pray one day will be amazing, beautiful and most glorious plants.

My church had 30 days of morning prayer. I woke up every day except Sundays at 6 am and went to pray with other members of my church. I was so tired but I really was efficient. moving quickly and getting so much done. Now that it's over I've been meaning to run during that time before my kids wake up, but I have failed miserably. I feel so lazy and not motivated to do anything. Ugh! I must get out of this funk. I got loads of wash to do and I got loads of wash to fold and put away. I hate folding laundry and putting it away. If only, I could have a house maid...

Jonah still is not talking very much so I'm going to have to call Early intervention. I heard great things about this free service so, I'm going to call. I've been trying to put it off because I was just hoping my now he'd be talking up a storm. He's grunting and pointing. And he gets so frustrated when we can't understand him. I'm trying to patient and wait for him to sound things out but Emma feel so bad for him that she'll translate for him. he'll be saying stuff and I'll say I can't understand you...use your words. And he'll start crying out of frustration and Emma will come up and say, "mommy, he's saying.... this " I know, I would tell her I told her I just want him to use his words. And Emma said that it upsets him. She's such the protective sister.

I'll hope to document more things... so fun having 4 little ones...