If you have visited here before, you can probably see that I have changed the name of the blog again. I started blogging at 4URuthie to tell the story of our journey to adopt our 1st daughter. I changed it to Mountains for Maggie when we were praying for God to move mountains on behalf of our 2nd daughter. Well now it is no longer just Ruthie’s or Maggie’s stories. It is now our family's story, and the stories of those we share life with, as we Conquer Mountains together. Both ConqueringMountains.net and 4URuthie.blogspot will lead here.
Thursday, December 31, 2009
Tuesday, December 29, 2009
Monday, December 28, 2009
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Friday, December 25, 2009
Each child got gifts that were true to there personality.
Sunday, December 20, 2009
"We will never be of great use to God if we do not allow Him to crucify us to ourselves and the call of the world. Our consolations are exceedingly great, however! We trade in the pitifully small and potentially disastrous for the wildest ride mortal creatures could ever know. We don't just die to self to accept nothingness. We lay down our lives and the call of the world to receive something far more intense. The call of God!"
Good stuff and especially in light of what God was teaching me earlier this week (in the previous post). I hope this is relevent to what some of you are experiencing with Him too.
Today's Side Note:
The previously damaged and grey tooth came out last night with the assistance of one kick from a big brother and the corner of the neighbor's coffee table. It was truly traumatic for about 30 minutes, but now I think it is really cute.
Thursday, December 17, 2009
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Saturday, December 12, 2009
Friday, December 11, 2009
We ran into another China adoptive family while watching the parade. Beautiful girls.
I thought this captured Ruthie's opinion of Jo Jo the clown
Thursday, December 10, 2009
The Illuminations fireworks
Wednesday, December 9, 2009
Sunday, December 6, 2009
Thursday, December 3, 2009
When Jack was little (and life was simpler) we used to go to Chuck E Cheese almost weekly. One of my favorite games was called Whack A Mole. The idea is to hit the mole heads back down when they pop up and score as many tickets as you can to buy a reward before you leave.
I figured out that Whack A Mole is best played 1 of 2 ways. You either have to get someone else to stand beside you and whack an assigned 2 moles when they pop up or you have to release a few moles and just focus on a set few. I could actually whack more moles in 3 minutes if I just focused on 4 than if I focused on all 6.
Here is my point. I feel like my life lately looks like a game of Whack A Mole where I am desperately trying to keep everything down in its place and it is just not working. So taking lessons from simpler times, I am applying both strategies. Yesterday I resigned all of my committee chairmanships at the church (giving those moles up completely) and I am getting someone to help me clean and organize my house (help for a mole).
I feel like their is light at the end of the tunnel. Trent put it well when he said there are 350 other people who can chair those committees but only one person who can be his wife and the mother of his children. AMEN!
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