Miracle Monday

It's Miracle Monday! Instead of highlighting a miracle today, I thought I would highlight a portion of scripture.

As the stock market is crashing and retirement funds disappearing and as gas prices are at an all time high and many people are worried about how they are going to pay their bills and feed their families, I just wanted to remind everyone of this...

25"Therefore I tell you, do not worry about your life, what you will eat or drink; or about your body, what you will wear. Is not life more important than food, and the body more important than clothes?

26Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they?

27Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to his life?

28"And why do you worry about clothes? See how the lilies of the field grow. They do not labor or spin.

29Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these.

30If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, will he not much more clothe you, O you of little faith?

31So do not worry, saying, 'What shall we eat?' or 'What shall we drink?' or 'What shall we wear?'

32For the pagans run after all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them.

33But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well.

34Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own. - Matthew 6:25-34

God will give us all that we need, all we have to do is ask him, trust him and believe in him.

*Thanks to Alicia for the inspiration for this post.

If you have a miracle to share, it's easy to participate. Just post a miracle on your blog and link it back here using Mr. Linky below.

Please mention "A Mom's Life" and my URL in your post. And if you want, you can use the Miracle Monday button in your post as well.

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This edition of Miracle Monday is now closed. If you have a miracle you want to share, please come back next Monday. Thank!

A sure sign there are too many political ads...

As Peter was drying off after his bath tonight, he looked in the mirror, puffed out his chest and said, "I'm John McCain and I paid for this message!"

I'm a rock star, baby!

I ate lunch with my son again on Friday.

Between volunteering for Spanish Enrichment where I am in all 4 Kindergarten classes every Wednesday, volunteering in my son's class every Thursday and eating lunch with him whenever he can convince me, it feels like I am always there.

And I guess volunteering to help with Spanish Enrichment isn't such a bad thing because in addition to getting a better understanding of exactly what is going on in my son's class, I am getting to meet all of the Kindergarteners.

And it makes me feel like a rock star.

As I was walking through the cafeteria yesterday, kids were waving at me, yelling out "Hola, Miss Beth" and tugging on their friends shirts and pointing in my direction.

Several kids even came up and gave me hugs. HUGS!

I think next week I'm going to take my Sharpie in case any of them ask for my autograph.

And just think of all the money I could have saved by NOT sending him to preschool!

After volunteering in my son's class today, I ate lunch with him.

He was munching on an apple when I asked him what his favorite part of school was.

He thought for a moment and then answered me. "Lunch," he said with a giggle.

"What's your next favorite thing?" I quizzed him, a little uncomfortable with his Sweathog response.

"Going to the playground!" he answered with some hesitation.

"And then what?" I asked him, hoping for an answer that at least resembled something academic.

And with no pause at all, he answered, "Coming home!"

I had been eagerly awaiting the start of Kindergarten because I knew Peter was going to love it. At least that was my hope.

He really enjoyed preschool and it only seemed to follow that he would enjoy Kindergarten. But that doesn't seem to be the case and it worries me.

People are continually asking me how Peter likes school.

And I continue to give them the same half-hearted answer, "He doesn't like getting up early but I think he's enjoying it."

I had a conversation with Jennifer yesterday and she thinks it is because he's bored.

She volunteered in the class (her son Colton is in the class too) earlier in the week and she said that Peter and Colton both already knew everything that was being taught in the center that they were working in.

At lunch today, I asked him why he didn't like school very much. And his answer was, "We are working on letter sounds. I already did that in preschool."

So, perhaps Jennifer is right. Perhaps he really is just bored.

So now when people ask me how Peter likes Kindergarten I guess I'm going to answer them with a hearty, "He's completely bored because he already knows it all!"

O.k. maybe I won't answer it like that but I'll be thinking that in my head while I give them my standard response.

In the meantime, what am I supposed to do so that he doesn't lose interest in school and decide at the ripe old age of 5 that he hates school?

Do they wobble to and fro?

Peter and Sarah are good at getting me to linger in their rooms at bedtime.

Usually they say, "Mommy, can I ask you a question?"

Throught the day they ask me if they can ask me a question before they ask it (not sure why they do this, but they both do it) so it seems only fitting that when they are trying to stay up a little later at night, that they would use this as a ploy.

On Sunday night as I was trying to leave Peter's room I heard the usual, "Mommy! Wait! Can I ask you a question?"

So I said yes like I always do and leaned down over his bed to hear the question.

And as usual, there really wasn't a question but I could see the little gears in his head spinning as he tried to quickly think up one.

Finally, he blurted out, "Do your ears hang low?"

I laughed out loud and then we both began to giggle.

What a memory that kid has! I can't even remember the last time we listened to the CD with that song on it.

Through my chuckling I told him goodnight and that no, my ears did not hang low.

I have lots of things hanging in different places these days but my ears are still right where they should be!

Do your ears hang low?
Do they wobble to and fro?
Can you tie them in a knot?
Can you tie them in a bow?
Can you throw them o'er your shoulder
Like a Continental Soldier?
Do your ears hang low?

Miracle Monday

Welcome to Miracle Monday!

Last week, Debra at Clothed In Scarlet, left a beautiful entry about answered prayer.

Debra had gone home for the weekend to visit family and while attending her old church, she ran into an old friend of her daughter's.

She was very excited to see this girl because the girl was at church with her new husband.

In Debra's words,

"This young lady is now secure for God's Kingdom. And you can see the joy on her face. She is transformed. And it is nothing short of a miracle.

I could list for you all of the things she used to be steeped in, but they no longer have a chain on her and it's the miracle of God changing her heart that matters, not the past! And it is the changed life that no one can ever dispute...ever."

Debra keeps a prayer journal and when she got home from her weekend away, she opened her prayer journal and found the entry that she made in 1998:

**prayer entry...Kerrie wants to be married to a man that will come to church with her like Jason does with us.

Debra marked this entry as "answered" on 9/28/1998.

What a wonderful miracle!

Debra faithfully prayed for Kerrie to make a turnaround in her life.

As Kerrie was making this turnaround, she prayed for God to send her a faithful man and 10 years later, these prayers have been answered!

Therefore I tell you, whatever you ask for in prayer, believe that you have received it, and it will be yours. - Mark 11:24

If you have a miracle to share, it's easy to participate. Just post a miracle on your blog and link it back here using Mr. Linky below.

Please mention "A Mom's Life" and my URL in your post. And if you want, you can use the Miracle Monday button in your post as well.

PLEASE NOTE - when linking make sure to link to your Miracle Monday post. Do not link to the front page of your blog.

This edition of Miracle Monday is now closed. Please come back next Monday if you have a miracle you would like to share!

I probably forgot to mention all of this...

Did I mention that I was roped into volunteered to help teach Spanish Enrichment to the four Kindergarten classes every Wednesday?

Did I mention that I don't speak Spanish? That I took French in high school?

Did I mention that I found out that being Room Mom essentially means calling other parents (that I don't know) and asking them to volunteer at different centers during all the class "celebrations"? And that not only do they have to volunteer at these different centers but that they also have to provide all of the items that will be used at said centers.

Did I mention that I hate calling people I don't know to ask them to do things that I know they probably don't want to do?

Did I mention that I'm ready for summer vacation?

One final post about hair. I promise.

I'm talking about hair - again - but I'll be quick so stick with me.

At the beginning of summer, I got my hair cut and was slowly, very slowly, beginning to work my way up to an inverted bob, much like the one Posh Spice sports .

But I had decided I was going to do it slowly so that I could make sure I liked the cut and if I decided I didn't, it wouldn't be too hard to go back to a classic bob.

Last week, I got a little more cut off in the back so that it is a little more angled. You can't really tell a difference from the front but the back is shorter.

I didn't post any pictures of this latest cut, because I figured that continually boring you with pictures of a hair cut that is imperceptibly different from the one before it would get old.

Several months ago, many of you told me I should just Go For It! Go for it and get the reverse angled Posh Spice bob.

But today, I want to defend my reason for not getting braver and bolder in my attempt to emulate the Posh Spice reverse angled bob or the POB as it is now called. (Yes. The hair world has dubbed her cut the POB!)

You see, I knew it was only a matter of time before Posh got tired of all of middle America having her hairstyle AND more importantly, it's not easy to grow out a POB.

Which left Posh with only one option:

That's right.

Two years ago, Posh Spice, aka Victoria Beckham, got a really cute, innovative bob and made all of America (and me!) want to get our hair cut just like her and then she goes PIXIE on us.

Hmmmph!

When I finally decided to jump on the bandwagon, the director decided to change the tune.

And this time, it's a tune that I just don't have the cheek bones to play!

Gracie is finally home.

Gracie Jean Lockyer passed away this morning at 8:08.

The family has asked that we not be saddened but to join them in rejoicing because Gracie is in heaven. Gracie has finally made it home.

Thanks to everyone who prayed for Gracie and her family. Please continue to keep them in your prayers.

If you would like, you can leave them a message in the guest book at the CaringBridge site.