Monday of Holy Week

John 12:1-11
Ominous, six days before the passover. Having just raised Lazarus from the dead, Jesus' enemies want to kill him. Well actually, both "hims". They want to kill Jesus to remove the threat to their political/religious compromise with the Romans. They also want to kill Lazarus, for being raised back to life! It's not Lazarus' fault, but he is the evidence that Jesus can conquer death, and he is the reason that many Jews were believing in Jesus.
Then, there is Judas. Isn't there always a Judas? Am I not often Judas? "Look at the waste! We could have used the money for the poor!" Some times I'm the thief; the one who is dipping into the bag; the one who wants to steal from Jesus' glory, something for myself. I deserve it, don't I? Time marches on. Only a couple more days with Jesus, then he will be gone...

Wanted: Dead or Alive

Imagine finding this picture on a telephone pole in your town. You catch your breath, your heart skips a beat; especially if it's true!
What do you do know? Disappear? Get outta Dodge!

What if it's not true? How do you clear your name? Would people believe you? Would they put their reputations on the line to clear your name?

The truth is that guy is wanted! God wants him! The only other question is: Would God prefer him dead or alive? Romans 6:11 or Galatians 2:20

Pie

What else can I say? Ahhhhh:)

Wow! One of us is wrapped around the others finger...

1, 2, 3, 4

Someone who has 4 girls got us 4 shirts for our 4 girls and here are 4 pictures to prove it. 4 sure they are the cutest, great 4tune!

So, we've been having fun...

While Suzanne's parents were here, we put Grandpa to hard labor, and he produced this! With some little helpers:) And it works great (there is much sleeping). Thanks for visiting!

Visitors are coming...

Reminds me of a song that goes something like this:
The animals visitors are coming two by two...

We'll have some maternal parents, followed by some spiritual parents, concluding with some paternal parents:)
In case that is still too confusing, there are three pairs of mixed gender parties, coming on different days...

Suffice it to say, we all are looking forward to the visits and the fun times of reconnecting in the next several weeks. Blessings to you and your parents (of all varieties).

I love this picture!

I laugh, and literally cry, every time I look at this picture. Seriously, I am laughing out loud and wiping tears from my eyes right now, as I type this! There I go, laughing again, and again...

Enough Said

Everybody is home now

Suzanne and Gloria came home on Sunday afternoon. They are both doing great, and I love having them here at home!
Some of you desire more details, so I wanted to share some Doctor fun. Those who prefer less detail, well you know how to go somewhere else. So, having a vbac meant we were Doctoring about an hour away. Here is the run down of how we met all 4 doctors at the clinic and the mid-wife:
Dr. 1 - our chosen doctor revealed to us that she is expecting a couple days after us. She delivered a week earlier than we do, so she is no longer available.
Dr. 2 - we met him 2 days before birth, however he was gone for the weekend starting on Friday.
Dr. 3 - never met him (Suzanne did a day after birth) was on call for the weekend, but evidently the weekend doesn't start till Saturday, unless your gone for the weekend.
Dr. 4 - doesn't do vbacs, and he's the only doctor available as we drive to delivery.
Midwife 1 - met her at the clinic just before going to the hospital, she worked with us expecting Gloria to come in an hour or so. Well, lots of work Suzanne's part but no progress on Gloria's part, and it became clear that Gloria wasn't coming out the expected way.
Back to Dr. 4 - we met him in the O.R. just before we met Gloria.
Nice to know them all now:) But really nice to know Gloria!

It's a girl!

Gloria Rose Nolt was born March 4th at 12:37pm.
She is 9# 12oz and 22in. There is much rejoicing!

Any day now...

Waiting. By Monday we should be celebrating a beautiful little bundle of energy. As one of the childrens songs says, "first they had to wait..."
And so we wait. Patiently.