Sandy Hook

I made the mistake of looking at the faces behind the names of the Sandy Hook victims. Those sweet smiling faces :(

Our local newspaper printed the names and ages of everyone who died. I cut it out because I want to be praying for these families. Especially the parents of the children. How heart wrenching Christmas is going to be!

Precious Children

 I love children. I love seeing their smiling faces and watching them play. It just breaks my heart that  20 babies(to me they were just babies) were murdered for no reason at all. The brave staff who died trying to protect those little ones :(

My heart is just broken and for this to happen so close to Christmas. For those families never mind December 21. Their world came to an end on December 14th 2012.

Random Ramblings

I had so many things I want to write about so I'm just going to put everything in one most likely rambling post.
Our family has gone through much this year. Our daughter Kaitlyn going through cancer which I still find it hard to believe but the scars from the surgery and radiation treatments are a constant reminder. We lost our dear Papa Richard Mummau who was an inspiration to all who knew him.  He was loved by  both plain and non plain people.
Financially it as been very hard but we still have a roof over our head. The Lord has been good to us and I know He is still there for us.



According to some people the world is coming to an end on December 21 2012. Now the way I see it, only God knows when the end of the world will happen. Also if the world truly is ending, shouldn't people be getting right with God and turn from their sin?  Shouldn't be God's judgement be on their minds?
As Christians we need to be in prayer and not stressing over what may or may not happen. There are so may lost souls out there. We need to be sharing Christ with people.

Well that's my ramble for now but more will probably come.

Food As Comfort??

 My daughters and I  volunteer as  childcare care workers every couple of weeks at a church. We have the babies ages 6-12 months or so. Sometimes the babies are fussy so we give them Cheerios or these organic puff things made for babies. Many of the babies are fussy because they want their moms or are hungry. We give them Cheerios or whatever snacks their moms put in the diaper bags but are we sending wrong messages by giving them food when they are not hungry and we just want to console them? Maybe at this age we don't have to worry about them learning to use food as comfort? It's so hard to know because you don't want to withhold food from a baby. That's just mean.
It's almost 11:30pm and I'm tired and I can see a ramble coming on because I'm too tired to think what to write anymore. I can tell because I repeated myself but I'm too tired and  sleepy to delete my repetition.

Happy Thanksgiving

Happy Thanksgiving to my sisters in Christ. Enjoy your time with your families. And do yourselves a favor.  Forget about the greedy stores that have the audacity to open on Thanksgiving for their pre- Black Friday sales. Spend that time with family instead.

Thankful

We are so thankful  that Lord willing, we will be celebrating our daughter Kaitlyn's 12th birthday on Saturday. I confess that when she was diagnosed with cancer I was afraid she wouldn't be here for her birthday.
And Thanksgiving will be very special to us this year! We are thankful to the Lord for bringing us through and sparing our daughter.

Lift Every Voice and Sing

I remember singing this song in public school when I was about nine or ten years old.. It was special to me back then and now that I'm walking with the Lord the lyrics have a new meaning for me.  It was written by brothers James W and John R Johnson. The is from Hymntime/The Cyberhymnal.

http://www.hymntime.com/tch/htm/l/i/f/liftevry.htm

Lift every voice and sing, till earth and Heaven ring,


Ring with the harmonies of liberty;

Let our rejoicing rise, high as the listening skies,

Let it resound loud as the rolling sea.

Sing a song full of the faith that the dark past has taught us,

Sing a song full of the hope that the present has brought us;

Facing the rising sun of our new day begun,

Let us march on till victory is won.



Stony the road we trod, bitter the chastening rod,

Felt in the days when hope unborn had died;

Yet with a steady beat, have not our weary feet,

Come to the place for which our fathers sighed?

We have come over a way that with tears has been watered,

We have come, treading our path through the blood of the slaughtered;

Out from the gloomy past, till now we stand at last

Where the white gleam of our bright star is cast.



God of our weary years, God of our silent tears,

Thou who hast brought us thus far on the way;

Thou who hast by Thy might, led us into the light,

Keep us forever in the path, we pray.

Lest our feet stray from the places, our God, where we met Thee.

Lest our hearts, drunk with the wine of the world, we forget Thee.

Shadowed beneath Thy hand, may we forever stand,

True to our God, true to our native land.