Everyday Miracles...

This morning we witnessed the hands of Jesus surrounding our family - more particularly, our little Sissy. After her morning bath while getting ready for church she was told to get some clothes from her chest of drawers. She went to obey and the next thing we heard was a terrible CRASHing sound and then the sound of my baby crying. Mister D went to the rescue with Gretta close behind. The chest of drawers had fallen over (why this had never happened before is a miracle in itself) on top of Sissy. When I got to the scene, she was in his arms and all he could say was, "Let me look at you. Let me see." A full examination produced ONE tiny scrape on her collarbone. No blood shed; no injuries. A MIRACLE in the flesh!

It's not too often that you are acutely aware of the miracles that the Lord provides - but all day all I could think of was how amazing it was that we continued on our way to church (to hear another amazing testamony of a family that also recognized the grace of God in their lives while sparing them in an auto accident) we came home and watched football and had a 'normal' Sunday. We didn't spend our time praying over a hospital bed as the circumstance certainly could have produced. WE ARE SO BLESSED and so acutely aware of the miracle we saw. Jesus loves me, this I know!

Frogs, Bugs and Other Girly Things...

After Dona said that her son won't touch frogs, bugs or anything of the sort, I had to share these pix and this story.

Sissy is a lover of all things boy. She has no fear of any of it and in fact faces things head on. She loves to get out the bug kit Papa & Granma Bear provided and go a-bug-huntin'!

One afternoon while playing outside with Papa she found a worm. She was playing contently with it until the announcement came. "Papa, I need a new worm, I broke this one!"

Even Missy got in on the fun when we found many little frogs in our yard this summer. The girls were almost fighting over who got to hold the frog next! Oh how I love my girly girls!

Tagged?

So my cousin, Dona, 'tagged' me and told me the rules (which include tagging others, but I don't have other bloggers to tag, so I guess the buck will stop here). Being tagged means I have to reveal 8 random facts/habits about myself to my blog audience. Aren't you excited? ha!

1. I have an interest in mortuary science. I think in another life sometime I would enjoy working with the survivors of death. The fascination came about when a friend same age as I am died tragically in an automobile accident. I fully came to the realization that our souls are merely housed in the shell called our body and upon death we truly are absent from the body. This is a blessed event for the lovers of the Lord. To be absent from the body is to be present with the Lord. But in addition to that I wondered about the logistics of the afterlife. What DO they do to a body after the soul is gone? When, what, how, who and why? I researched then started calling myself "Morticia" and even looked into educating myself formally in the field. None of that has come to fruition yet, but perhaps...

2. I am a singer.

3. In high school I wanted to be on Broadway. Then I met Mister D and his long hair and good looks along with his adament opinion about large cities changed my heart and from that my dream went from Broadway to the alter.

4. I have a fascination with tatoos. I have none.

5. I am in love with the Rocky Mountains. I would live in the midst of them if I could.

6. I have a guitar, Ebony, and would love to learn how to play fluently.

7. I love the music of Lyle Lovett (the former Mr. Julia Roberts).

8. I don't cook. I don't even try. I don't like it and I think a spoon and peanut butter would suffice just about every meal. (No, really.)

Vacation in beautiful Colorado

Mister D, Sissy, Gretta & Missy:






The Melk (as Missy used to call them).

Sissy, Granma Bear, Missy & Papa Bear

Papa Bear and his cubs climb the mountain.

(Who is King of the Hill here?)

Beautiful weather, beautiful state, beautiful rest & relaxation! Who could ask for anything more? A wonderful trip to Rocky Mountain National Park was well worth it. Sissy could hardly wait to get out of the vehicle to climb the mountains. She certainly didn't need any hand-holding. Missy just wanted to look good when she got there, although getting there was often filled with whining and complaining. (Her dad would say that is a spiritual gift.) She has become quite the pozer. Maybe model material? Rarely is she caught off-guard. Usually she is scouting for the cameras or requesting, "Mom, take a picture of me here - take a picture of me doing this." Occasionally Papa would ask the same thing. ??? Maybe they're related.
Granma Bear was just trying to nurse an injury but also had a good time away from her mounds of work. (Were they still there when she got back? Yes- but somehow they GREW!) Anyone who hasn't been to Colorado should go! You won't regret it!

First Funny...

For those who may not know, Sissy is very interested in bugs, climbing mountains - anything you might think a boy would like. Yesterday while cleaning her room we found a dead moth on the floor. I picked it up in a tissue that happened to be near and asked her to throw it away. She fooled with it a bit and dropped it on her dress. She began a conversation with the moth. "Come here, little fellow," she said. The conversation rapidly came to an end when the dead moth began climbing on her! With a squeal she jumped on her bed. The moth was lost. We began looking for it then after discovering it was still walking on her - she squealed again and ran out of the room. I laughed so hard! After telling her story to Mister D she gained enough courage to retrace her steps and take care of that little fellow with a mighty determination. Meanwhile...that little fellow found a way out and has never been seen again. Lucky little fellow!

Introducing...

In order of appearance:

Gretta, the creator of this experiment;

Sissy, the fearless and incredibly entertaining offspring;

Missy, the highly emotional, highly insightful offspring;

Mister D, the spouse of a decade, the daddy of the century.

Initial spot

Sept 24, 2007 and I am trying my hand at this blogging experience. It is a curious experiment and there's no telling how long it may last. An interesting prospect - internet posting. Exciting and invasive all at the same time.
Please be patient with me. This will, I'm sure become quite the outlet.
Ta-ta, for now...