Grace On Rainbow

Saturday, October 11, 2008

Life is changing around the Allen House

Can you believe it. Now Grandpa (Allen) if you are reading this - don't pass out. Life is truly changing around the Allen house. Noah is no longer my little boy. OK I don't know if he was ever really "little", but he certainly is growing up to be a fine young man. Cub Scouts has been so good for all of us. It has really allowed him to develop in areas of leadership and responsibility. So Daddy thought that it was time that he have his own knife. YES . . . I know I was thinking it to, "but he's so small" - "what if he slips" - "how much does an ER visit cost" - "are you sure they can sew back on fingers!" Crazy I know. . . but that was the Mommy in me. So we went to Wal-Mart and Daddy and Noah headed off to the knife counter and Mommy and Avery headed as far to the other side of the store as we could get. I said I was changing . . . I didn't say it was a finished work yet. Well as soon as we got home he found the "smallest" stick he could and began his wittlin' . . . If our prayer life were measured during the day, I would have to say that this is where mine hit its climax. But he did a great job. Actually he is very careful and responsible. The boys will actually earn their wittling chips this year in Scouts, so it is good practice for him. Although I believe they are suppose to start with soft pliable soap -I will have to talk to his Den Leader about that :-)

Well that wasn't all the surprises for this little boy. Danny Peacock (one of the guys from our church) invited Bob and Noah out for a campout. Noah's first. Grandma's I tried to get Bob to take the camera with him, but I don't think he thought it was too manly sitting around with a bunch of guys snapping photos of his son's FIRST CAMP OUT ! ! ! Ok just had to add that for Bobby's benefit when he reads this. I'm actually the one that never remembers to bring the camera, and when I do I always forget to take it out of the car or the battery is dead ! ! Well Sissy and I had a great girls night . . . we crafted, ate cookies and popcorn, and watched Little House on the Prairie - What more could you ask for in life?

So off I go to make desserts for Fall Festival today and six quiches for Men's Prayer Meeting tomorrow, which may be interesting considering I have never made a quiche before. Oh well we shall see.

Have a great day everyone - Lisa

The beauty of a rose

Now don't get me wrong . . . I do like flowers, but early in our marriage I decided that flowers were not a thing that I needed. While we were dating and even first married Bobby would surprise me with flowers almost every week. Well after we got married, and bought a house, and a dog, and a new car, and . . . . . . I realized that flowers are expensive and not a thing I need. So I asked Bobby to stop buying flowers . . . I know can you belive it. That being said - I hardly ever receive flowers anymore . . . and it makes those times when he does bring some home even that more meaningful to me. This was one of those days. I was totally surprised when he came home with a dozen roses. Roses are not my favorite flower (I know can you believe it), but it has been a wonderful delight to actually watch these flowers blossom and grow right before my eyes. God has allowed me to see even in a flower His wonderful creation and watch as it grows fuller and fuller with each passing day. Each bud has opened up to its fullest potential and perhaps that is a good reminder to all of us that we also need to drink from God's water and open up to our fullest potential through Him. It has been a couple hard weeks for me and I needed to be reminded of this once again. I am thankful that God uses simple things in life to show us teachable moments. Thank you Bobby for showing me not only your undeserving love but also God's wonderful beauty.
Have a wonderful day everyone - Lisa

Sunday, October 5, 2008

Devotion Time

I thought I would share with you some pictures from our devotion time the other night.

Bob taught from Numbers 22 about Balam and Balick and the "talking donkey". It is a great lesson for each of us to learn to heed God's voice and obey His commands. Isn't it ironic that it took a donkey to open the eyes of a man - sometimes we are just as stubborn as Balam and God uses a "donkey" to get our attention as well.
Noah was Balam - and Avery was the Angel of the Lord (Sword and all) I'm not sure whose idea it was to give that girl a sword. . . what were we thinking ! ! !
Daddy played the role of the talking Donkey.

If you have never read the story from Numbers 22 - please take some time this week and include it in your bible study. You can continue with the story of Balam and see how he later would destroy thousands and thousands of people through his false prophecy.

This was so much fun and I "think" through all the giggles they truly understood the importance of listening to God. I pray that each of us will take time this week and listen to God . . . where is He telling you to go (or not go). Balam saught God's advice, but he didn't heed his warnings. I pray that we are not like Balam. Have a wonderful week everyone - Lisa

Could it be . . . are they actually getting along.

I know it is hard to believe, but you are reading correctly - I have posted twice in two weeks ! ! ! ! Look at me - I'm on a roll.

Well I walked into Avery's room the other morning and this is what I saw . . . Noah and Avery sitting on the floor playing a game together - not fighting - not arguing - getting along in sibling love ! ! ! This is a true rarity in our house these days. I'm not sure why, but for some reason Noah and Avery have decided that speaking kindly and lovingly to one another is just not the "thing" to do anymore. So when they are actually getting along and even playing a game - what is a Mommy to do, but grab her camera and take a picture of the moment (for future reference and peace of mind).

Well when I got back to the room (just a few moments later mind you) this is what I saw. The ironic thing is the name of the game they were playing says it all "Trouble".
I know fits are not funny, but can I just say it is really hard not to get tickled at "Little Miss Pouty" sometimes. She hasn't realized yet that Noah doesn't pay any attention to her fits and sad face. He was just as happy sitting and playing by himself.
Well I'm off to finish picking up the
house before church tonight.
Have a great day everyone.