4 Years Ago
We celebrated Sophia's fourth birthday on Saturday. (Yep, she's a St. Patrick's Day baby.) We invited three of her friends from school over, sent the parents off to brunch and had a party! Sophia had a blast.
Even though Sophia has never seen a Mickey Mouse cartoon while here at the house and even though we don't have any Mickey Mouse books, Sophia wanted a Mickey Mouse cake. (Why do you think that is, GRAM!?) And so Laura obliged...from scratch...without a pan in the shape of Mickey Mouse's head. I'm so impressed with this wife of mine. She's silly talented. Check it:
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Laura reflected on what life was like four years ago:
I can remember lying in the hospital bed holding my brand new baby girl. The TV was on but I had more important things upon which to gaze. It was March 19, 2003. Sophia was two days old and my world had been rocked. I wasn't the center of the my universe anymore. I was someone's Mommy.
The world outside of those hospital walls was also being rocked. Every station on the TV was reporting on one thing. America had invaded Iraq. We were at war.
One of the lectionary texts for this week is Isaiah 43:16-21. It is a piece of war poetry that speaks about Israel's past dominion by Egypt and its present subjugation to Assyria. In an essay titled "Poetry for Peace in a Time of War" Dan Clendenin writes "Isaiah reminds his readers that the Hebrew God was one who vanquished military violence in the past and that He would do so again. Yahweh, wrote Isaiah, 'drew out the chariots and horses, the army and reinforcements together, and they lay there, never to rise again, extinguished, snuffed out like a wick.' Isaiah dares his readers to imagine a new future of peace that he likens to streams in the parched desert."
Oh how we need that same peace today. Too many lives lost to count. So many more physically, mentally and emotionally wounded.
Lord, on this fourth anniversary of war, the people of Iraq and the people of America desperately need your "river in the desert." Pour out your peace on both nations. We can't see an end to the violence in sight and so we beg you to do a "new thing" and let it "spring forth." Amen.
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Even though Sophia has never seen a Mickey Mouse cartoon while here at the house and even though we don't have any Mickey Mouse books, Sophia wanted a Mickey Mouse cake. (Why do you think that is, GRAM!?) And so Laura obliged...from scratch...without a pan in the shape of Mickey Mouse's head. I'm so impressed with this wife of mine. She's silly talented. Check it:
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Laura reflected on what life was like four years ago:
I can remember lying in the hospital bed holding my brand new baby girl. The TV was on but I had more important things upon which to gaze. It was March 19, 2003. Sophia was two days old and my world had been rocked. I wasn't the center of the my universe anymore. I was someone's Mommy.
The world outside of those hospital walls was also being rocked. Every station on the TV was reporting on one thing. America had invaded Iraq. We were at war.
One of the lectionary texts for this week is Isaiah 43:16-21. It is a piece of war poetry that speaks about Israel's past dominion by Egypt and its present subjugation to Assyria. In an essay titled "Poetry for Peace in a Time of War" Dan Clendenin writes "Isaiah reminds his readers that the Hebrew God was one who vanquished military violence in the past and that He would do so again. Yahweh, wrote Isaiah, 'drew out the chariots and horses, the army and reinforcements together, and they lay there, never to rise again, extinguished, snuffed out like a wick.' Isaiah dares his readers to imagine a new future of peace that he likens to streams in the parched desert."
Oh how we need that same peace today. Too many lives lost to count. So many more physically, mentally and emotionally wounded.
Lord, on this fourth anniversary of war, the people of Iraq and the people of America desperately need your "river in the desert." Pour out your peace on both nations. We can't see an end to the violence in sight and so we beg you to do a "new thing" and let it "spring forth." Amen.
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