Thursday, August 29, 2013

Singing Works of Praise

The other day, we were having a BAD evening.  It all started well.  Schooling, conversations, lessons up at co-op. What I came home to after co-op was a child in distress.  Studying all day, staying confused, unable to work at a pace he was accustomed to and generally frustrated the clock was running out.

So, like any good homeschool mom, I stopped everything, inspite of starving, to help him overcome multiple choice questions.  It wasn't long before I felt the same frustration.  Oh, I was to the place exactly where Satan wanted me.  I had lost my joy.

No problem, praise band practice and sign language class was approaching and I get a lot of joy there.  We left out the door, still starving and no dinner cooked.  Through a series of events, the chickens were out in the adjacent lot.  We scrambled to round them up, then, my son's truck died right behind the working truck and we found ourselves (with the help of a good neighbor) rolling the truck out of the way.  

I was squawking much like all my girls today who were frustrated with waiting in line to lay their eggs in the same box.  Little things felt like huge obstacles.

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We got up to church, only for me to be called back home because I had the jumper cables in my toolbox. I left my defeated-feeling son to continue on.

I couldn't do it.  I couldn't continue on with frustration and a hungry stomach.  So, I focused on 2 things. Worship music and cooking.  Just me in the kitchen.  I found every old hymn I could find on YouTube and sang as I cooked.  My joy was returning.  I was reminded at who held the sun, moon, stars and knew my future.  I remembered who loved me enough to die for me - Jesus. I remember that no matter my lot, God has taught me to say, it is well, it is well with my soul.

Hubby arrived home, looked at the truck, asked me to start it and it started right up.  It didn't even need the jumper cables.  Wow.  I needed faith.  I needed grounding.

I picked son back up from practice and dinner was enjoyed by everyone.  We weren't even finished and a good friend called, hearing my pleas for prayer.  Praise God her son offered to come over and help my son with his work.  In less than 2 hours, they were done and our entire outlook at 5 pm had disappeared.

Hebrews 13:15 says:

"Through Jesus, let us continually offer to God a sacrifice of praise, the fruit of lips that confess His name." 

That was all I did.  And He blessed me.  He removed my obstacles and returned my joy.  Best of all, he returned my son's joy too.

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He also gave me different perspective as I learned the news of a young father in our church passing away that morning.  Terribly tragic situation for all.  I need to stop sqawking at the little things.

I really learned a lesson.  I will continually praise Him regardless of what I see before my eyes. He is with us.

Friday, August 9, 2013


by Robin

Sometimes I think I'm dreaming because I live in this extraordinary part of the country.  If you're not a landlubber, you can find yourself offshore, never seeing land.  Or, you can sail your way from Jacksonville to Miami in our Intracoastal Waterways.

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If you're not into salt water or land, you can find your way into orbit.  Such an amazing night.  The Vehicle Assembly Building was standing proud as the sun set.

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Jack and I made our way up the bridge, like we have so many nights before to take our walks.  This time, we took the camera with us.

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I took these photos of the latest rocket launch on Wed night.
Blast-off at 8:29 pm.

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We watched the side boosters fall off.  Then, there was a cloud of ice crystals in the sky.  It all seemed quite magical.  There is so much to experience in our area.  I just love it here.

God bless,

Monday, August 5, 2013

CHICKENS!! - Cover Shot!

by Robin

No, they didn't make Glamorous or Cosmopolitan magazines.  They didn't even make the tabloids.  But, they did make my cover shot for Facebook.

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We recently added the Rhode Island Red/ New Hampshire cross in the back left.

Glad to see they're all getting along.


Friday, August 2, 2013


by Robin

I am so thankful for my network of wonderful homeschooling Moms that keep each other encouraged.  Last week, we had a birthday party for one.  We played small ice-breaker games that deeply connected us in ways we couldn't have known before we started.  Some shared testimonies.  Others gave grace.  Most of all, we built each other up with words of kindness.

Sadly, we did not get the big group shot, but are fortunate to have this one taken after most were gone.

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My friend Karen put this together with the quote.  I really like how creative she did it.



by Robin

We have a new girl.  Trying to decide a name.

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So far, she's not well-liked by the others.  Nobody is fighting, but they're also not meshing.  Sometimes it is so hard to get chickens to understand that they need to be loving to one another.  They prefer to grumble and murmur (aka squawk) loud enough for everyone on the street to hear.