We just had some generous grandparents in our congregation pick up both kids for a sleepover with their granchildren. We get a date night! (Or we will as soon as my Beloved quits frantically typing some notes on Board agendas…)

The problem is that Viking is going to tell them everything he knows. No secrets with him. I’m trying not to worry about what he’ll say.

  1. I didn’t vote for him, but that doesn’t mean we don’t owe him respect as our elected leader (Romans 13:1-2).
  2. Hoping for the newly elected President to fail does not demonstrate the abundant grace that God has extended to us all and asks us to share with each other. As my Beloved regularly reminds us, it’s not grace if you deserve it.
  3. God is sovereign (Job 38). God sometimes allows us the blessing of participating in his plans, but he doesn’t need us to accomplish them. In times like this we need to recognize that the inverse is also true: God can use anyone to accomplish anything he wants to do (Proverbs 21:1).
  4. Prayer is still our most important tool. We should pray for our new president (1 Timothy 2:1-4 ), that God would help us to be an effective witness (Colossians 4:3-4), and above all, that God would be glorified.

And that’s all I have to say about that.

We always do Bible reading and prayer with our children at bedtime. For the past year we’ve been including congregational needs in our family prayer time – health, jobs, other needs. We want our children to develop compassion for people around them and want this church to be more than just Daddy’s job, but our family ministry.

A couple of weeks ago one of our deacons stopped by urgent care for a cold and in a matter of hours was diagnosed with lymphoma. It shocked us all and rocked his family. We have been praying for him every day since and last night Principesa’s prayer stopped me in my tracks:

God, help Mr. B to get better quickly, even faster than all the doctors say. Help his family not to be scared and to trust you to take care of their dad because you are the one true God.

Amen and amen.

iPodI’m sure that somewhere, someone has done a psych dissertation on what someone’s playlists reveal about their personality. I have to laugh at what they would make of Beloved’s iPod. Being a bit of a Luddite (or maybe just a cheapskate) I don’t have one, but we were on a road trip yesterday so Beloved pulled his out to play in the car.

His main playlist would give you musical whiplash. It has a lot of Yo Yo Ma, Stevie Ray Vaughan, Hillsong, and and various favorite singles from over the years. Since it’s on shuffle, the back to back song order can be a bit funny at times.

He says it means he’s eclectic. I say eccentric.

What he said

My son has a Super Sniffer. He can smell anything, even the faintest whiff of popcorn or gasoline. He also has a remarkable mental memory of smells and is always telling me “that smells like…”

Today both of them were coloring and Viking informed me that his markers smell like wet wipes. That’s when this conversation happened:

Viking: These markers smell just like wet wipes.

Principesa: They smell like what wipes?

Viking: wet wipes

Principesa: but what wipes?

Viking: wet wipes

Principesa: I’m asking you what wipes!

This went back and forth for a while before I finally quit laughing long enough to break up the who’s-on-first routine before it broke into fisticuffs.

Overheard in the back seat:

Principesa: “Hey, pick which hand it’s in.”

Viking: “That one.”

Principesa: “No, you can’t pick that one.””

Man, it’s hard to play tricks on someone else when they have you all figured out.