Hi!

Okay! We now officially have a very lame and boring blog!!! …Why did I get blasted Facebook? But I doubt anyone even follows us anymore…so if anyone out there still checks this blog out…Hi!

I’ll try to put something on here sometime.

Emily

A Totally AMAZING God

Okay, I’m home! That’s the good thing. Bad thing is my shoulder hurts like crazy, but that’s okay! Everything’s great:) No complications, no fever, no open surgery, no mean nurses! It’s all good. So, what did I learn? Well, I wasn’t scared at all until a week before…then I started thinking about them cutting into my stomach…okay, getting a little nervous, but not too bad. The two nights before my surgery I did cry a little and I was getting pretty freaked out but then, as I was lying there, I began thinking about what I was scared of and why? I mean, it’s not like there wasn’t someone there the entire time watching me. Not only that, He loves me! I mean, he wasn’t going to let anything happen to me, and even if He did it would only be for my good and because He loves me!

At the hospital I was still feeling nervous and right before I went “under the knife” (as dad says), Mom asked Dad to pray. I was having a hard time focusing until I heard Dad say the words, “Lord, we know she is in  Your hands.” Then it really hit me, I was in the safest place that anyone could ever, has ever, or will ever be! I am loved by the Creator of the universe and I am in His hands! I know I am being very redundant but I can’t get over it! After Dad prayed I felt completely safe. I knew that God had a reason for all of this and not only was it for my good, it was for His glory!

So, I am really glad that all of this happened because, not only am I going to feel SO much better, I was also reminded of a very important truth. When we really take the time to think about it, we have a totally amazing God! We really need to thank him everyday for everything He does for us!

Sarah

I Love Kids!

I love teaching kids! Kids are great! I teach the children in our church home group on Sundays after our church meeting. We sing songs to memorize verses and read bible stories and color (I mean, the kids color). They range in ages from about 3 to 12 years old, which can be a challenge trying to not be too light for the older ones but not go over the little ones heads. But I really do enjoy it a lot.

I don’t know about the other church groups, but I think I got the most interesting bunch of kids. Like, there’s Trevor who is absolutely infatuated with the story of Sampson, and Gwenyth, who always comes wearing the most interesting clothes, she has a very unique style, and Elijah who draws the strangest pictures. Once he drew the Devil! and once it was the fires of hell!!! I was a little freaked out but I got over it. All of the kids have their own interesting characteristics. I’m always amazed.

One of the funniest things happened while we were studying a Bible verse a couple of months ago. We were talking about sin and I asked the children “what sins do you as children need to be careful about?” I was expecting them to say something like, disobeying our parents or getting angry with out brothers and sisters or telling a lie. I looked around while the children thought about it and then Kelly Walker raised his hand. With a very sober face, he said, “ADULTERY!” Then Ruth Oiler said, just as seriously as Kelly, “MURDER!”    Annie (who also teaches with me) and I had to laugh. Kids always jump right to the extreme!

But I, and I’m sure Annie, have so much fun with them. Last week I had the kids review their verses and then they performed one song for the adults. The younger kids really like it when we do that but I’m not so sure the older ones do as much. They don’t want to seem “little,” but they do it anyways and don’t complain. They’re all really good kids. I hope I can teach them as long as I’m here.

Emily

Down to the River to Play

It was a beautiful day. I don’t know why Emily didn’t want to go. Laura and I were really in the outdoors mood and decided to go for a walk. We called Annie who eagerly accepted our invitation. It was absolutely amazing outside. The weather was perfect, the sun was just beginning it’s decent from the sky and there was a soft, cool breeze. We decided to go down to the river. It was only about a two mile walk. We stared down the road know as “South Bluff road” It ends up at the back of Weston bend state park.

If you’re walking on this road, you can look down through some woods and see the train track. I don’t know why we weren’t satisfied with the road but we all wanted to walk on the tracks. So I took the plunge into the thick brush that separated us from the tracks. After I showed Annie and Laura that it could be done they came down too. So we walked along the tracks for a while until we came upon something very interesting. An opossum skeleton. It was really cool! We took some cool pictures of me (almost) kissing it and then went on our way. For a while no one said anything (if you can believe that.) So I decided to give things a little spice. I convinced Annie and Laura that we were run away slaves and we were being followed. It really was fun until Annie said that she wanted to be an Indian. So we played that for a while. Then, we picked the best scenario. We were Jews running along the train track that had taken our family’s to the concentration camp. Naturally we were being followed by Germans so we had to be quiet. We needed names so each of us picked our favorite Jewish names. Laura was Jerusha, Annie was Rebekah and I was Hadassah. So we walked on, all the time being quiet because of the Germans. When we finally came to the bend in the road where the river was we really heard someone behind us. “It’s the Germans!” Laura said and we all went running into the woods.

When we finally came to the river we took off our shoes and put our feet in. Laura told us that there was a beach around the bend so we crawled along the eighteen inch slope that separated us form the water. Naturally we each fell in a few times, but it was worth getting to the beach. “It’s just around there” said Laura. We were covered in muddy water and the mosquitoes were everywhere. “Good” Annie and I both signed in relief. We came around the bend, there it was. The “beach” as Laura called it, was about an eight by eight plot of mud! She had dragged us all the way here for that? “Well…it was bigger” she said defensively. So we tried to make the best of it. By this time we were getting tired with the Jews so we decided to play pioneers. Somehow, we three girls got captured by Indians and then escaped. Now we were trying to find our wagon train. We weren’t getting very far because we kept falling in the mud.

We found a really big log and pushed it out into the river. Then we waded out and sat on the log. But when all three of us sat down the log sank (duh!) Anyway, after playing there for a while we headed home. We waked along the train track and had to hide twice because of the trains. Now somehow, Annie and I always have the misfortune of jumping into the wrong bush. Well, we’d done it again. The stinging nettle was everywhere and so were the mosquitoes! Somehow we made it home alive. All in all it was a really fun walk. Though it is scary to see a train coming towards you and you can’t figure out where to hide. But we managed…somehow.

Sarah for the Cz.Gz.

Just a thought

When you pray remember you’re speaking to the King of the universe.

Sarah for the Cz.Gz

Do you know?

Hey, bloggers!  Here is a quiz about me and my sisters.  See how well you know us.  I’ll comment the answers later:

1.  Which sister made a chocolate cake and forgot to put in any sugar?

2.  Which sister got locked in a rabbit hutch by her other sisters?

3.  Which sister threw a book at one of her sisters and broke a china cabinet window?

4.  Which sister made a homemade hair dye out of hibiscus tea?

5.  Which sister almost set the house on fire late one night by microwaving a dry dish towel?

6.  Which sister accidentally left the bath water running and flooded  the bathroom and hall?

7.  Which sister accidentally bleached her hair and had to redye it to match her original color?

8.  Which sister left a whole, uncooked chicken in the trunk of the car one hot, July weekend?

9.  Which sister has absolutely no sense of direction?

10.  Which sister lost the reigns of a runaway horse and almost was thrown into an electric fence?

11.  Which sister lost a $50 bill on the highway and found it later in a parking lot?

12.  Which sister, by whipping a shoe string, killed a fly in mid air?

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Voyage

I was reading out of The Valley of Vision  the other day and I found a prayer that I really liked, not like there are any that I don’t like but…you know. If anybody doesn’t know, The Valley of Vision is a collection of prayers from the puritans. Next to the Bible it is one of my favorite books. The one I found is called Voyage:

O LORD OF THE OCEANS,

My little bark sails on a restless sea, Grant that Jesus may sit at the helm and steer me safely; Suffer no adverse currents to divert my heavenward course; Let not my faith be wrecked amid storms and shoals; Bring me to harbor with flying pennants, hull unbreached, cargo unspoiled. I ask great things, expect great things, shall receive great things. I venture on thee wholly,  fully, my wind, sunshine, anchor, defense. The voyage is long, the waves high, the storms pitiless, but my helm is held steady, thy Word secures safe passage, thy grace wafts me onward, my heaven is guaranteed. This day will bring me nearer home, Grant me holy consistency in every transaction, my peace flowing as a running tide, my righteousness as every chasing wave. Help me to live circumspectly, with skill to convert every care into prayer, Halo my path with gentleness and love, smooth every asperity of temper; let me not forget how east it is to occasion grief; may I strive to bind up every wound, and pour oil on all troubled waters. May the world this day be happier and better because I live. Let my mast before me be the Saviour’s cross, and every oncoming wave the fountain in his side. Help me, protect me in the moving sea until I reach the shore of unceasing praise.  

Emily  

   

A Word From Me

Sarah and I have come to a conclusion; we need to post something new on our blog. I guess it’s my turn so I’ll try my best. The hardest thing is finding something new and interesting to write about. It seems like if I had a more interesting life it would be easier. Is my life interesting? Hmm…I haven’t really ever asked myself that. Is my life interesting? Well, is anybody’s life interesting? What’s considered interesting? I guess you could say that your life is interesting if you can talk about things in your life and people don’t get bored. But then it would depend on who you talked to. Anyway, I was going to post something and here I am talking about what’s interesting and what’s not. Now that isn’t interesting. But how can I know what interesting thing I’m going to write if I don’t even know what is interesting…? I guess anything you think about is interesting because if it wasn’t you wouldn’t spend the time thinking about it. But it wouldn’t be interesting for everyone else because not everyone else thinks about it…what ever it is. But that doesn’t help me at all because I don’t know what everyone else thinks about. However, if they took the time to read what I thought was interesting and what I think about they would be thinking about it too which would mean that they would think it was interesting. So I’m saying that I could write Bla, bla, bla..over and over on this page and if someone read it it would be interesting? No! I think I’m confused! That would mean that everything was interesting and then why would anyone have bothered to make up the word uninteresting? Is the word uninteresting interesting? It can’t be! Can it? No! Hmm…? I guess you wouldn’t say that anything God created is uninteresting. And if God predestined all of your thoughts they must be interesting too. If everything works out for the glory of God then everything is interesting in a sense. I at least have to say that everyone’s lives are interesting. Everything that the seemingly most interesting person in the word does was ordained by the same God who ordained everything that the seemingly least interesting person in the world does. (Did that make sense?) I’m a little confused but I think I have come to the conclusion that my life is interesting. If anyone actually took the time to read all of this they must be pretty bored.

Em

A word from Davy

Hi everybody!

I”ll give you all some fishies with a fish tank someday. And I’ll give you a net and a scruber to clean your tank with. And a sucker fish to clean most of it.

I’ll give you a surpise for your birthday. I might give you a toy. I might give you all something for your birthday.

Jesus is bigger and powerful and He can kill whatever he want asnd he makes us die when He wants us to.

If you don’t have a pillow and a bed, I could give you a pillow and a bed and a blanket for your doll.

I know that I be nice to kids and give them stuff whatever they want. these are from David and he is 5.

I might give your mom a picture of some flowers and some roses and the roses might have some spikes on it. And I’ll give your dad a new Bible.

The Bible says that whoever believes in Him will go to heaven. I believe in Jesus

From Daivd Timothy Wingerd

 

From Sarah and David for the Cz.Gz

Dickens or Bronte?

I love to read just about anything. I’d really rather read than do just about anything. Of course there are so many good books that I’m sure I’ll never get to them all, but I’ll just keep trudging along. Right now I am absolutely stuck! My problem is I like two books so much that I can’t decide which one is my favorite. The two books in question are, “David Copperfield” by Charles Dickens and “Jane Eyre” by Charlotte Bronte. I like them both so much but for different reasons. The major difference between them is that one is about a girl and the other is about a boy, hence the names Jane and David. I am determined to pick one for my favorite, but which one? Someone please help me! Leave me a comment and tell me which one you like best (if you’ve read them) and why. Then I will try to come to a conclusion.

Sarah for the Cz.Gz