Who's Harold?

I can't believe how long it has been since I have posted on here. I think about it several times a week, want to get back started again, and yet I haven't done it. Part of me wonders if what I have to say is important enough, will anyone read it? Then I remember why I started blogging to begin with. I started as a means to capture thoughts and memories for myself. Somewhere along the way I lost that. So here I am again, back at it.

This morning I had one of those moments that I wanted to freeze frame and remember forever. It was an ordinary moment, nothing so special about it, except that I was struck by how quickly my kids are growing up and wanting to hold on to their innocence forever.

Prince is a morning person. He wakes up in a happy mood, often singing about what a great day it is going to be. This annoys Princess to no end. She is not a morning person at all. It reminds me very much of the dynamic between my sister and I growing up. I got on my sister's nerves so badly because I dared speak to her before what she considered a decent hour - 10:00 or so. Anyway, this morning Prince was singing "Hark! The Herald Angels Sing" and Princess was really ticked off about it. As he sang, I thought I would make a joke. Prince loves jokes. So I asked him, "Who is Harold?" His response was, "I don't know but he has a catchy song." It went right over his head! Before I could explain, he was down the hall continuing his song.

It made me think about traditions and what we pass on to our kids. Generations have sung this song and probably not given much thought as to what the words mean. When we were little, I remember my sister singing this song and instead of singing "with the angelic hosts proclaim," she sang "with the jelly..." Makes me think perhaps it is about more than just passing on the traditions, but also using those teachable moments to make sure our kids understand what they are singing. What do those words mean? No one uses the word "hark" anymore. Perhaps this advent, as we sit around the table for our family devotions we will have some discussion about the songs we sing and the traditions we hold dear.

Long Time No Blog

It's been so long since I have written and posted.  I have started many entries, mostly to sort through my thoughts and feelings.  However, it has been way too long since I have written anything that is worth publishing.  Where does the time go?

We just finished celebrating the twins' 9th birthday.  I can't believe my sweet Prince and Princess are 9 years old!!  If you have read my blog much, you know this is a difficult time for me. I want to celebrate the blessings God has given with two healthy children, but I also struggle with remembering the circumstances of their birth and all we went through to get to this point.  This year was no different.  Hubby and I both struggled as we thought about the life and death stuff we have come through. 

You can read about their birth story Here and the follow up Here. 

We've come a long way, Baby!

 

Earlier this week I was talking to a friend who has had a difficult time lately with some health issues he has been facing.  He said that he has been struggling and asking God why and then he feels guilty because of the long life and the blessings God has already given Him.  This resonated with me because I have felt the same way.  I know I should be thankful for what I have.  I know that God has worked things out for His good and His greater purpose.  I know that I must sound like the spoiled little kid who wants things her way and wants them to come without a price.  I still struggle, but I would like to think that as I wrestle with the questions, I am growing through it.  God is big enough to handle my questions and I may never understand why, but when I ask those questions I like to think that God is drawing me closer to Him and asking me to just trust Him.   

 



I look forward to the day that July 14th comes and I am fully in the present and the promise that the future holds, not dwelling on hurts from the past.  However, it is from the past that I have learned what it truly means to trust in God's perfect plan. 

These miracles are truly a gift from God and they teach me so much about my relationship with God and who I want to be when I grow up