Rather than telling you what Matthew has been up to I thought I’d just show you. I wasn’t planning on ending the video there, but he had other ideas.
The wasps aren’t gone yet. They continue to plague our outdoor existence, especially when it comes to grilling. And we might have to rethink the whole wasp killing scenario. My dad told me the other day that wasps interfere with fire ants. Which is the lesser of two evils?
In the house, we have another pest…fruit flies. I don’t know where they are coming from. We haven’t left anything out to attract them and they don’t seem to be concentrated in any specific area. I’ve managed to kill about 10 a day for the past four days. Please tell me their numbers have to be dwindling…
…so does the sluggard on his bed (Proverbs 26:14). That has been my life since the time change. Before the time change I was getting up at 7am, waking Matthew up at 7:30 and I made it to baby boot camp in the mornings on time. For one week it was a beautiful thing. I hadn’t been able to do that since we got home from Christmas vacation. And then the time change wrecked everything. This morning Matthew did not start getting antsy in his bed until 10am! And I slept until about 9am and took my sweet time getting ready. The cold weather hasn’t helped much. I’ve had no motivation to go outside and for the past 72 hours Matthew and I left the house once, this morning, to go to mine and Doug’s new doctor.
The reason for the new doctor is that I had a lump on the middle finger on the inside of my hand where my finger connects to my palm. I noticed it back at the end of January, we talked to my obgyn about it and she referred us to a family doctor. When I called the first available appointment he had for new patients was March 16. This week Doug and I had to go in for blood work and other lab tests so he could have a baseline for where we are health-wise. I told the nurse on the phone I was pregnant and she assured me that shouldn’t effect the testing at all. The downside is that starting last night we couldn’t have anything to eat after midnight. We didn’t make it to the doctor’s office for the lab work until almost noon, so when they took my blood I was fine until the end and then started feeling faint. The nurse gave me some juice and had me put my feet up. And then it was Doug’s turn. She had no problem finding a vein on him and getting blood, but he had the same reaction I had. So we were quiet a pair. And then we recovered and went to the Tavern for lunch, and after two cokes Doug declared he felt a little like he was intoxicated.
And after all that I noticed last week that the lump was gone. Go figure.
After lunch we came home and all took long naps. So my hypothesis is that Matthew is having a growth spurt; I’m lazy; and Doug is staying up late working on a project. Doug and Matthew are “wrestling” and after the munchkin goes to bed we have a couple movies to watch.
Last night Doug and I gathered with our brothers and sisters to pray over a family who has meant so much to us. This family has had a hellish time over the past several months. Trials and tribulation are being poured out on them. It is a long list, both physically and spiritually, what they have had to endure since 2008. My heart aches and weeps for them. As we closed our time in prayer we sang “it is well with my soul.”
I watched the father, the husband, on his knees, tears pouring down his checks with his arms stretched up to God singing those words in pain, but with an unshakable confidence.
“When peace, like a river, attendeth my way,
When sorrows like sea billows roll;
Whatever my lot, Thou has taught me to say,
It is well, it is well, with my soul.”
He can sing with confidence and passion of the state of his soul, no matter what he endures because he knows his HOLY, HOLY, HOLY God.
“My sin, oh, the bliss of this glorious thought!
My sin, not in part but the whole,
Is nailed to the cross, and I bear it no more,
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul!”
Through the life of this man, and through his family, you see the power of the cross. It is well with his soul because God Himself upholds them with His righteous right hand (Isaiah 41:10). He will endure. He will not run. He will stand with his family. His wife will stand beside him. In a time where the world counsels him to curse God and die, he continues. It is well with his soul.
I thank God that this man and his family are who Doug and I have as an example. Through their lives we see what it means to cling to the gospel, to hold fast to the covenant of marriage, to stand strong against insult and injury. In 10…15…20 years, when Doug and I face something like this, when all that holds us together and keeps us constant is Jesus Christ, I pray that we will be on our knees, tears pouring down our faces, our arms raised toward God, singing with confidence “it is well with my soul, it is well with my soul. It is well, it is well, with my soul.”
I just bought a potty chair for Matthew. Part of me thinks I’m absolutely crazy. But I have to try. Diapers are expensive, and having one kid in diapers would be a beautiful thing. So starting April 1 we’re going to start working on it. That gives me two months before our baby girl arrives. I’m hoping patience and perserverence will win out. I’ll let you know how it goes once the adventure starts.
On the waspy side of things, Doug killed the ones that tormented us a few weeks ago. But we caught another one trying to build a nest yesterdady. His work hasn’t been interrupted yet because Doug ran out of wasp killer. Doug also pulled a muscle in his back and has been in moderate to severe pain the past two days. Today he seems mildly better. Usually this occurs when he does some heavy lifting and lasts for a day or two. We’re not sure what triggered it this time. All he did on Wednesday was swim and it started that evening. He might need some pointers from Anna on how not to injure onself while swimming.
And Matthew just laid down on the floor in mock temper tantrum. He was climbing up behind me to try and get on the desk and when I put him on the floor he fussed and laid down. But once he laid down he got distracted. He’s going to have to work on that. Hopefully the first time he throws a fit we’ll have found our video camera and we’ll let you enjoy the experience with us.