Why I hate this snow…

I hate this snow for many reasons.  Some of which may sound silly and others no one can relate to.  But, I hate this snow. 
I hate this snow because after you make two or three snow monsters, have one or two snowball fights, and sled for a couple of days there isn’t much else to do in it.  I mean, we’ve even got a pretty decent sledding hill (for a development) with a jump and everything in or backyard, and in only took a couple of days for us to get bored of that.  Here’s proof of our boredom:

I mean, when you have to build a six foot ramp to make the decent sledding hill better, you’ve pretty much exhausted your resources.

And I hate this snow, because it takes nearly a half an hour to get our boys all dressed up each time they want to go back out.  And it’s not like they can all just stand there and be little manaquins for me, they’re all after me to "hurry up!" and "me first!" and "Daddy, can you help me put on my boots?" and "Daddy, can you come out too?" and all that.   And once I do go outside, it’s not long after that that they want me to go sledding with them, and you know how ridiculous a guy my size looks on a sled of any kind?  THIS is how ridiculous I look:

Most of all, I hate this snow because it severely affects my ability to make one dollar.  Since I drive an over-sized tobagan for work, I’m probably overly-sensitive to taking any risks of wrecking my van that I couldn’t afford to repair, or wrecking anyone else.  Sure our insurance would cover it, but that only means that our insurance that I can’t afford would go up even more.  So, I haven’t worked in 7 days because of this blasted snow, and that means that I’m working today come hell or more snow. 
Man, I hate this snow…
But…. a White Christmas will sure be cool…

Getting Ready to Say Goodbye…

It’s coming… much sooner rather than later… our close friends, housemates, life group members, phase10 partners, second dinner companions are about to move out.  And it’s not like they’re just moving down the street.  They’re moving to Jackson.  Not Jackson High School in Mill Creek, WA or Jackson, Mississippi… But, Jackson, Michigan.  A town apparently the size of Lynnwood, WA that no one’s heard of is where the Missionary School is located that will prepare them to go to people that no one’s ever heard of to bring the gospel that no one’s ever heard.  We are going to greatly miss them.  They’ve lived with us for nearly two and a half months, and things couldn’t have gone smoother.  Our boys abosolutely adore them.  They pester Taylor every day and night to wrestle with them and yell "throw us on the bed!" – which he does.  Abby allows the boys to crowd around Norah, dropping soft toys on her head, because – according to them – "she likes it".  Micah has gone from being terrified of Abby for no reason, to talking her head off, and even last night – playing "kick Abby" with her, where he stands next to her while she sits on the couch, and he kicks her (gently) while Abby retaliates with tickling and poking him.  When we reminded the boys that Taylor and Abby where going to be leaving soon, Austin let out a great "Aaahhh, man!"  Like it was the first he’d ever heard of it.  He routinely reminds other people that there’s 9 people in his family, and all the boys call Norah their baby sister.  It’s going to be hard on all of us to go back to a quiet 1400 sq. ft. house with "just" the 6 of us again.  But, like we’ve told Austin – the sadness will be mixed with joy as we remind ourselves that they’re leaving not for a more successful career, where they can make lots of money.  But, they are leaving to follow the call that God has placed on their lives that will produce something far more rewarding than lots of money in a safe house with a safe family and safe cars and a safe neighborhood.  Their reward will be eternal, and it will be great.  And we couldn’t be more proud of them! 

Simply Profound

This is amazingly short and even more amazingly profound… From John Piper, at Desiring God and Bethlehem Baptist Church in Minnesota.

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God Isn’t Grateful

Posted: 13 Dec 2008 07:21 AM CST

(Author: John Piper)

It is good news that we will never be thanked by God.

Not thanking us is a form of love.

We need to adjust our expectations of what it feels like to be loved by God compared to what it feels like to be loved by men.

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Athiests?…. Really?….

Apparently everyone’s supposed to be all freaked out because of some ridiculous sign that’s in the state capital.  And, I’ve gotta say… I’m pretty shocked.  Not shocked that they put a sign up saying what they DON’T believe in – because that’s all athiets can talk about.  I’m shocked that athiests are actually relevant still.  It’s been a good 5 to 10 years since a church could have a debate between an athiest and a christian and actually get people to give a hoot.  And now, they’re in the news, cable tv, and oprah.
Are there really that many athiests anymore?  Aren’t most people humanists?  Don’t most people (and even most people that call themselves Christians) think that they’re good people, and that happiness comes from your work, or family, or within, or from exercising, or saving the spotted owl?  And that if I do enough good things it’s gonna balance out all the bad things I do.  Because God doesn’t care THAT much about sin.  I mean it was nice that Jesus came and died, but it was really necessary for me.  I mean, I’m not like THAT guy. 
And, why does a group of people that only talk about what they DON’T believe in get all this press.  I’d much rather hear from people that actually have a belief system.  It’s like asking someone if they believe in santa, and they say, "No, I don’t believe in santa."  And, you ask honestly wanting to know, "Oh.  Well… what do you believe in, then?"  To which they reply rather sanctimoniously, "Oh… I don’t believe in santa."  Then you begin to think that you’re talking to an insane person, and so you keep the cycle of insanity going with, "I know you don’t believe in santa, but WHAT DO YOU BELIEVE IN?"  After little thought they simply answer, "I don’t believe in santa."  And then you shoot yourself in the head just to end the conversation.
My response to all this?  Who cares.  There are tons of people that don’t believe there’s a god.  There are even more that don’t believe in the Triune God of the bible.  I do, however, think it’s rather ridiculous that these athiests got to put up a sign that mocks the other displays, when the others were just that – displays!  Why doesn’t our beloved moron Chris Gregoire have statements of faith from every orgainzed (and disorganized) religion in the world.  Since she apparently lacks any amount of leadership abilities, that way she wouldn’t have to hurt anyone’s feelings by saying "no" to anyone, and all these wacked out belief systems would have to write down what they actually do believe in.  Then all these "religions" will be exposed for how ridiculous they are.  Except for Festivus… THAT holiday is legit.