We got there! We put the pizza plan in action and made it to church last night without a hitch. (It really helped that Mr. Fix-It got off early and got the chores done before I even got home with the crew!) We even had a new baby lamb when he got there, and we still managed to leave on time. (The little guy seems to be doing just fine without any help from us–that’s what we like to see!)

And what was the sermon about?

God turning the bitter waters to sweet for the Israelites in Exodus 15:22-24.

Well, well, well.

I came across pictures from our family evening doing Valentines for school a few weeks ago.

The Israelites lost their vision. They forgot that God had delivered them from slavery, parted the Red Sea, defeated all their enemies, and lead them through the desert. They started complaining rather than praying. Having bitter hearts rather than grateful hearts. Thankfully Moses was there to appeal to God for them.

And thankfully, we have the Bible, printed and in our hands, to remind us and get us back on track when we lose the vision.

“And let us not be weary in well doing: for in due season we shall reap, if we faint not.” (Galatians 6:9)

It was a fun evening, but the kiddos get a little wound up.

That and churches. A place to fellowship and renew.

“Be careful for nothing; but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known unto God. And the peace of God, which passeth all understanding, shall keep your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus.” (Philippians 4:6-7)

The Cowboy is very indecisive. He takes forEVER to pick his cards.

I had a post all ready for today about how my boys have been running my heart ragged lately. About how unappreciated I feel and how tired I am.

What a waste of space.

Thankful Thursdays are a much better use of my stolen moments for writing.

It was definitely a tag-team effort between me and Mr. Fix-It.

I’m thankful for healthy children with bright minds. The Ladybug might be struggling with school, but she’s learned enough to read stories to her brothers.

I’m thankful for our house. It may not be everything I ever thought I wanted, but it’s meeting our needs and nurturing our family under it’s roof. It’s the only home our children have ever known and wholes all the precious memories of their lives so far.

I’m thankful for 14 healthy lambs, 28 healthy chicks, and 2 healthy calves. I’m thankful for Spring popping up everywhere an a haze of green slowly covering the fields. I’m thankful that everything is new again in the morning.

Counting your blessings is a so much more productive way to start (or re-start) your day.