Breathing God's Word

Momma T gave Barrett a New Testament on Sunday, on Sunday afternoon I found him on the couch with it resting on his nose. I ask him what he was doing and he said breathing his Bible verses. I knew I couldn't laugh but this did make me smile. 

We need to all take a moment and breath...in and out slowly. Now we can think and let fact and not emotion rule our thought. In this time of uncertainty all around us has the truth of God being the creator of the universe changed?? No. In this time of fear has the truth of God being in control changed? No. In this day of self-reliance has the truth of God being our Abba Father changed?? No. We need to stop listening so intently to the media. We need to turn off our media outlets and get into scripture all the while allowing our fears be subsided by our creator.  It is not healthy for us to be glued to our television sets and our computers constantly. Our focus has one place, on the Word of Jesus Christ. Our children will see how we handle the world's crisis and mimic our response. 

Tired but Thankful

This has been a long week and I feel beat up, well that makes sense seeing how last week was so incredible spiritually..the enemy would want to tear down and attack. I find myself getting lost in the day to day and not focuses on the "big picture". Bear has been sick this week with that mysterious high fever that stalked him a couple of months ago and then turned out to be mono. He amazes me, in the midst of feeling so bad and hurting he looks at me and says Mommy we need to pray.....why don't we as adults stop immediate when we need the Saviour our Father and pray. Watching him this week has helped me to regain my focus and to see this for what it is an attack...so with that being said I say let us love like we've never loved and see people through the eyes of our Father and realize everyone we are "seeing" Christ gave His life for them!

Men of the Savior

When did it become acceptable to ask a dozen people what they think when God has told us to act? When did we think man would have an answer that only God was able to provide? When did we slip into a pretend Christianity and believe that we could just make our own rules and acceptable adjustments to the gospel? 

I am so troubled by the state of the church right now. To state it simply we have disregarded the gospel and have watered down our calling when we surrender to Christ. I don't have any answers just a heavy heart and a great deal of conviction that the Holy Spirit has given to Alfred and I as of late.  Last week we sat under the teaching of Dr. David Platt and through God's leading on his life and what he shared Alfred and I were so convicted that we are not living Radical. That word bothers me and always has...RADICAL. First of all youth groups and churches love to throw that word around and haven't the slightest idea what that means in our following Christ. If we were ask to give up the comforts we know and cherish for the poorest as Christ directed in scripture then we would slowly slip into some other cool term and go about our business as usual. Where are the men like Martin Luther, John Calvin, and dare I say it Jerry Falwell.  I feel such a grave responsibility to raise Godly men...my men Barrett and Brock Burgess to be not just Christ followers but Christ seekers and Christ listeners and Christ-emerged! Let that be my quest as a mother and novice Christ follower. 

Monkey's first day of school

Well here they are my pre-kinder and my almost 3 year old. I can not believe how quick time passes and how I remember holding them in my arms minutes after they entered this world.  And now Bear doesn't need my help as often and Brock is still my "baby" but he too doesn't need me quite as much. I love these two little men. I love the tenderness that I see in their hearts and when Barrett prayed tonight he ask God to always keep him the way God made him. That is a profound statement for an almost 5 year old and it's my sentiments exactly. God, keep these two precious little boys EXACTLY the way you made them. I am grateful to be their mommy. They love OLC so much and going to school each day brings an excitement as they both talk and try to tell me every second of their day's experiences. It is almost comical to hear them talk louder trying to out do the other. Brock hasn't figured out he is the younger brother and is trying is best to keep up with everything big brother is accomplishing. I pray they continue this love for school and learning. This zeal for new experiences...it is so contagious and wonderful. I love school and all it bring...