B-I-B-L-E

What's that spell??  BIBLE!!

I think every child who has attended a Southern Baptist church knows that song! 

Miss E has decided that she must sing it every day.  Except her version goes "B-I-B-I-B-E! Boo[k] me! Byebye! YAY!!" 

It is so sweet to hear our little one singing songs she has learned at church.

On another similar note, Lady A has requested a meeting with our pastor for Sunday morning.  She wants to talk to him about being one of the "good guys" instead of being one of the "bad guys."    Would you pray that she clearly understands?

Ebenezer

Today marks the 10th anniversary of the terrorist attacks on American soil. 

Remembering those who perished and those they left behind. 

Remembering those who survived that awful day and those who only caught glimpses on TV.

Remembering the innocence with which we started the day and the knowledge with which we ended it.

Remembering the men and women who gave their lives in the wars that followed.

Remembering the ones who came back, forever changed.

Here I raise mine Ebenezer;
hither by thy help I'm come;
and I hope, by thy good pleasure,
safely to arrive at home.
Jesus sought me when a stranger,
wandering from the fold of God;
he, to rescue me from danger,
interposed his precious blood.

(from Come, Thou Fount of Every Blessing)

Blogging break

In between school and rescuing squirrels, I have realized that I need to let some things go for a little while.  Therefore, I am taking a blogging break.  I plan to keep up with the major events or serious prayer requests, but the other chatty kinds of posts will stop for a while. 

You can always call or email me if you want.  I just may not respond right away.  After all, it is squirrel season. :)

It's Raining Squirrels!

Tonight Michael asked if I could change Miss E's diaper.  I, being the loving wife I am, said, "Sure.  I'll take care of it."

As I walked past Miss E's room, I noticed a strange cat stalking in our front yard.  Near the tree.  Where we found a baby squirrel on Sunday night...

I walked out and clapped my hands loudly to scare it off.  The cat dipped its head, grabbed something small and gray with its mouth and took off running.  But only to the sidewalk across the street. 

I knew it had a baby squirrel and I was determined to chase it down.  As I was walking across our yard toward the cat, I heard a soft crying sound.  There was a 2nd baby squirrel in the grass.  Princess N came out of the house about that time & I told her to guard the squirrel.  I followed the cat, but it disappeared around a corner.  When I got there, the cat was nowhere in sight.

I returned home and got the box back out.  I put a clean sheet in the bottom (the feet can get caught in the fabric of the towels) and filled the ice pack with hot water again.

We watched the squirrel through the window for a while until Princess N called out that the cat was back.  It waited on the neighbor's driveway, watching me.  I finally put the squirrel in the garage.  About 15 minutes later, our other neighbor came home.  I took the squirrel over to show his son.  Our neighbor mentioned that he had seen the cat just sitting on the sidewalk staring toward our house.

Miss E did get that diaper change, but we also rescued another squirrel in the process.