Happy Thursday! It’s been a pretty great week! Little Miss H is smiling with more frequency and definitely giving up lots of half smiles. Roscoe P. got his senior (yes, he’s now a senior but not getting any senior discounts at the vet!) wellness check. The best thing I can say about that is that no one was harmed in his examination. Also, the week has not been a total rain-out. Who am I kidding? Any four day week is probably a good one!
Sadly, I have to report some bad news. Luvs diapers stink! We are now the proud owners of an Amazon Prime membership. I thought “Great! Let’s order diapers!” They are very noisy due to material, and they are scented. I HATE scents! The smell of baby powder (which is what they smell like) reminds me of a time that I used way too much baby powder as a child and nearly made myself ill! Looks like I am off to Sam’s Club again for diapers!
Since I’m home on maternity leave (which is officially over in a week as Big H will be out of his M-F preschool), I have a bit more free time when the Little H naps. I’ve been trying to return to my daily devotional time. So far, I’m doing pretty good! I think the best thing is to be flexible with when it actually happens. This is also true for work-outs, but I digress.
I like to flip through my Bible and read random selections. Now, I prefer the New Testament. I mean, who doesn’t? However, I try to show some love to the Old Testament sometimes. I happened to flip to Ezekiel and read chapter 34. It was talking about a bad shepherd v. a good shepherd. It talked about how the good shepherd lovingly tends the sheep and does not rule with force or cruelty. This passage reminded me of my children. If I do not tend them, they become prey to any “animal” that comes along. It also says that the good shepherd will give the best food, rest, and peace to his sheep. Now, the good shepherd spoken of in this passage is God. I realize that I can’t be the perfect parent/do everything for my children to make them have these perfect existences. However, I do feel sure that God holds me responsible for my “flock.” As I was telling Holden last night, I have to correct him and teach him how to behave. I have to be an example of whatever I want him to do. The Mr. and I are their first teachers, their first coaches (you should know how much sweat and tears have gone into H’s first soccer season), first confidant, first of many things. It’s my job. God gave me these two precious little people, and I only have them for a few years. I’m so thankful for the job. Even when Big H asks ten million questions in 2 minutes and Little H has been crying for an obscene amount of time about NOTHING, I am thankful for them. It would be completely fine though for everyone to take a moment of silence every once in a while. 🙂
Ezekiel – Chapter 34
11 “‘For this is what the Sovereign Lord says: I myself will search for my sheep and look after them. 12 As a shepherd looks after his scattered flock when he is with them, so will I look after my sheep. I will rescue them from all the places where they were scattered on a day of clouds and darkness. 13 I will bring them out from the nations and gather them from the countries, and I will bring them into their own land. I will pasture them on the mountains of Israel, in the ravines and in all the settlements in the land. 14 I will tend them in a good pasture, and the mountain heights of Israel will be their grazing land. There they will lie down in good grazing land, and there they will feed in a rich pasture on the mountains of Israel. 15 I myself will tend my sheep and have them lie down, declares the Sovereign Lord.16 I will search for the lost and bring back the strays. I will bind up the injured and strengthen the weak, but the sleek and the strong I will destroy. I will shepherd the flock with justice.
Cute little sheep, aren’t they? I’m quite sure they smell better too.