The Week’s End Activities.

This weekend was a nice one. We enjoyed the farmers market, a few yard sales, and got to spend some quality family time together. Daniel also preached his very first sermon yesterday, which was special. I’m not just saying this cause he is my husband, but for the first time preparing and delivering a sermon, he did EXCELLENT. We have discovered that my husband has quite a bit of natural talent for public speaking. While listening to him, I became overwhelmed for a few minutes with emotion- both good and scary. For months I’ve been feeling God moving us towards a pastoral or some kind of leadership calling. I also felt very undeserving of such a wonderful man. I am so grateful.

Over the weekend I got some stuff done and picked up some things here and there. Wanna see?

I ordered striped paper straws for Abram’s birthday party and they came in Friday afternoon. They are really cute!

I made a bunch of hair clips for a little girl at church. I always love to decorate and package my orders and gifts, because it always brings a smile to the receiver.

Picked up this cute pair of overalls at the Educate BV yard sale on Saturday. From the looks of the tag, they might be vintage. I just really liked the colors.

Snagged this gem of a vintage bag for a dollar at a yard sale.

FINALLY found a pair of shorts that fit me comfortably. Still working on the post-pregnancy bod, and man things just fit so weird. These are cute, and go along with the nautical theme I seem to be following lately.

Bought this liquid container that we are going to use for the bubble station for Abram’s birthday party. This will hold the refill bubbles, and I’ve saved baby food jars here and there to hold the bubbles in for the kids. Recycle!

Decided to finally get a case of ball jars, they’re real cheap: only 9 dollars for 12 jars at Wal-mart. I want to use these for pretty drinks for the Bachelorette Party I’m hosting for my friend Kay. I also want to use them for everyday drinking. That is green tea in there, btw. I realized after taking the picture that it looked kinda gross.

I made a list that gives Daniel and I a daily reminder of the things we need to do to the house so that it is guest-ready for when family and friends come in for Abram’s birthday.

 

Well that was my weekend. How was yours?

 

 

 

Fairies in a Jar.

So that picture that’s been going around on pinterest for the fairies in a jar recipe is, for lack of a nicer word, fake. I mean, I kinda knew deep down in my¬† heart that the picture couldn’t be real. But the wide-eyed child in me was really hoping that it was. Here is the original picture (just a disclaimer: I could not find the real origin of this picture or who put it up).

The directions that came with this picture goes like this: Cut a glow stick and shake the contents into a jar. Add diamond glitter. Seal the top with a lid, shake and voila! Fairies in a jar.

Well I thought that this was a wonderful activity for the kids to do at Abram’s first birthday coming up in April, since it will be a neverland theme. I tested it out last night, and here were my results:

So clearly, it looks nothing like the first picture above. Nevertheless, it is still really cool and I plan on doing these at his birthday party. And at this point I don’t have a choice because I have a box full of glow sticks sitting on my couch. What’s great is that the kids get to take these home and use them as night lights for at least that night because they are premium glow sticks that last 12-18 hours. Oh yea, I went big.

Man O’ War.

So one of my new year’s goals back in January was to write and record an album. This is the first season of my life where I have felt both the need and the courage to do this, so I’ve been tackling it for the past two and a half months. The process of writing has been wonderful, and it usually flows out of me when the hurricanes of a bad day hit. I didn’t originally have a plan for this album; I just knew I wanted to do it. But as I’ve written, this project has turned into a concept. I never thought I’d be the author of a concept album, because usually my writings and lyrics are so sporadic and don’t really ever flow. But as I’ve been writing, I’ve noticed a common theme, the idea that ties them all together: the sea.

I wrote this one song a month ago on Valentines day, and just recently arranged the music for it. Hopefully Daniel and I can get a rough track done soon. I’d like to share with you the song, but also the thoughts I wrote down before the lyrics came rushing out.

I imagined the idea for this song on my way home from surprising Daniel with his valentine. Earlier I had written about a deep sin struggle, and was reflecting when I thought about the time my sister got stung by a man o’ war jellyfish. I thought about how it wrapped around her body, its tentacles penetrating her skin with its thousands of anchors stuck to her and in her. When they finally got it removed, she was torn up, bloody, swollen and paralyzed. She was unable to move for two weeks. When my sister saw the jellyfish, she went after it because she thought it was a ball. She had no idea that lurking beneath the water were long, dangerous tentacles that were very harmful and potentially fatal.

I liken it to sin. Enticing and often seemingly good and harmless, we chase after something and don’t realize we are about to be consumed by it. Sin burrows into us and holds us captive. And when God decides to rid us of our parasite, we can often be left bloody, broken and barely standing. We eventually heal and come out of it stronger, wiser, more humble and exponentially more compassionate.

However, the stronger the sin, the deeper those anchors go and the more painful it is to have them pulled out. Sin equals death, so when I think about death being pulled out of us, removed by its roots, it is nothing short of a hellish sight.

I want this song to be honest and graphic. I want to take the imagination to a place that paints a realistic picture of what this process is like. In the end, it is worth every bit of pain and terror.

Like a child to a ball
Are my eyes fixed on this
As the child goes after the toy
I will lie cheat and kill to get it
Grabbing it tight
And my eyes shutter with satisfaction
This thing has swallowed me whole

Like a man o’ war anchored into my skin
Deep are the veins that fill with poison
Wrapped around me
Squeezing
Consumed

Don’t rip them out
You’ll tear at my skin
If only gently removed
You might not hurt it
Terror fills my eyes
And the pain leaves me sick
Now I sit in my massacred mess

Like a man o’ war anchored into my skin
Deep are the veins that fill with poison
Wrapped around me
Squeezing
Consumed

Like a child to your knee
Are my eyes fixed on you
I can move whole again
Battle scars were once wounds
Your hands saved me
Thanks for pulling death and I apart
Now I see through new eyes