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Wednesday, March 30, 2011

going on a bear hunt

The day before we found out the twins were gone, the Lord whispered some precious words to me through a sweet lady.  She couldn't have known what these words would mean to me over the next few days.

Mrs. Daisy is an amazing woman who is helping us do some important educational work with Wubba.

When I took him in for his weekly appointment she was reading him a book that I have always loved, "We're Going on a Bear Hunt."  Do you all remember that?  When I was a kiddo I remember teachers doing fun activities in circle time with that story.

The beautifully illustrated pages show a Daddy taking his four children on an exciting adventure.

It goes like this...

"We're going on a bear hunt.
We're going to catch a big one.
What a beautiful day!
We're not afraid."

Mrs. Daisy pointed out that the children weren't afraid because their Daddy was with them. 

The children would often meet with obstacles.  For example, high grass, a deep river, oozy mud, a dark forest, a snowstorm, a narrow and gloomy cave.

When they faced these difficulties the books says...

"We can't go over it.
We can't go under it.
We've got to go through it!"

Mrs. Daisy pointed out this is true of life sometimes.

I cannot tell you how many times over the last 13 days I have heard those words run through my head.

I do not have to be afraid. 

My father is with me. 

There will be obstacles I have to face head on. 

I can't avoid them. 

I will have to walk right through the middle of them.

What peace it brings to my heart to know that my Father is with me!

Do you know what I noticed this week as she read the book to him?  One of the lines is, "What a beautiful day!"

I praise you Lord!  Even in the midst of trials you give me so much beauty.  I can honestly say...

It is a beautiful day!

Monday, March 28, 2011

Twilight saga at FSF...

One night after we had the boys tucked safely in bed, we heard the biggest cat fight outside. At the time we had our two cats and about 4-5 barn cats...they usually got along, and we had NEVER heard something this loud and crazy.

I quickly got up and headed out the front door, along the way I grabbed a flashlight because it was very dark out. By the time I got to the side of the porch I saw my two cats scurrying up to the front of the house getting away from whatever was causing the commotion. Unfortunately it was a very foggy evening making it difficult to see clearly to the back of the house from the front. I headed to the back to see if I could figure out what was going on. Our house is about 30 yards from the garage. As I was about get to the garage I was looking to my right trying to see through the fog with my flashlight. I saw several beady eyes of cats hiding after the fracas that had just happened...none were moving and willing to give me any clues as to what or who caused this disturbance.


Just then a thought went through my head..."what if a vampire had gotten hungry and flew to our barn to have a cat snack?...NO vampires aren't real!" I thought.

Almost immediately I spotted in the distance about 50 yards away (across the corral in the barn yard) I saw two green eyes at MY EYE LEVEL! There are NO hills causing a cat or raccoon to be at my eye level.

"HOWEVER THERE COULD BE WEREWOLVES!" I thought! Just then the eyes started moving as if they were walking to their right, all the while staring at me!

AAAARRRRHHHHHGGGG!!!! Instant heart racing and adrenaline! I ran to the house to the back door and tried to barge through the back door!

IT WAS STILL LOCKED!!!

HELP!!!!!

Farm Chick OPEN THE DOOR!!!

She was totally confused to why I would be so out of sorts. She casually came and opened the door; all the while the culprit could have easily leaped and bounded and closed the distance between us. I busted through the door and slammed it and locked it in one smooth motion! I quickly turned off all the lights in the house and with a safe one pane of glass between me and the outdoors I stared out with my flashlight trying to see what I had conjured up in my head!

NOTHING!

I told Farm Chick what had happened and she laughed at me the rest of the night thinking that I was as crazy as a loon!