Cry of the sick

So the silence of the very sick has now been replaced with the pterodactyl cry. It comes out of no where and for the slightest little thing and is occassionally accompanied with the thrashing of arms and legs. While I know this means Mason is feeling better it may cause this mamma to lose her mind!

Sick boys

Owen has had a nasty cold for a few days now and last night Mason took a turn for the worst. Needless to say it was not a fun day around here. Mason was not happy unless he was being held or a sleep in his bed. He barely ate of drank anything. He finally called it quits at 6 p.m. tonight. I hope we don't regret it, but I had to put him out of his misery and he was asking to go to bed. Hopefully he'll feel better in the morning.

Following Yonder Star

Tonight after dinner we had a special scavenger hunt. I got the idea from an advent book for children. Basically you cut out paper stars and write clues on each one and hide them. Then the kids are suppose to follow the stars like the wise man did. At the end they find the best gift of all - "baby Jesus" or in our case the Little People Nativity set.

Do you like his "wise man" costume?

This is how he looked a majority of the time. Utterly confused!

Spiderman/Superman was a wise man, right?

You thought Owen looked confused, Mason was the "drummer boy."

In the end, he did find the set. Not quite the hallmark moment I was going for. Oh, well maybe next year.

Ahh

Forget about "bring on the snow" (his tee shirt) I'll take 65 degrees any day. Owen got so excited he was requesting shorts and flip flops. I thought it was a nice treat not wearing a jacket.

Mason was so happy with himself for "riding" this bike. Really he was just pushing it with his feet, but I am not sure he has every done that before. His feet still don't reach the pedals.

Come let us adore Him

A scene from the production Owen and I saw on Saturday struck my heart and has continued to pop in my mind. Our church sermon on Sunday has continued my thinking.

Many of you probably have a nativity scene at home. Ours is much less glamorous than most, its plastic and made by Fisher Price. There are no real specifics in the Bible on the number of people that visited the baby Jesus. For some reason, sets usually contain 3 wise men, 1 or 2 Shepards, Joseph, Mary, Jesus and an angel. Now, I realize a nativity scene can only be but so big, but this small almost dull and boring scene has been forever etched in my mind. I never really put much thought into it.

Suppose the scene was much larger. Suppose 300 or more people came and brought with them their most precious gifts. Suppose they couldn't help but sing, play music and worship him. Well, this was the scene in Saturday's production that has been stuck in my mind. It was truly fantastic. Now, I am not claiming this to be scriptural, I am just saying that it has helped energize my heart for the kind of adoration Jesus deserves as our Savior.

The song, "Come let us adore Him" now brings an entirely different image to my mind. Not one of a calm, quiet and statuesque moment, but one full of energy, excitement and praise for the Lord. I pray that the Lord moves in each of your hearts this Christmas to truly "Adore" Him.