Fulness of Grace
We spent the morning with the Stolhammer boys a couple weeks ago! (Truman loves to don that bow-tie)
Painting rocks was a novelty, and somehow by the 5th and 6th rocks the novelty hadn’t worn off.
The pillows make great mountains for jumping, rolling, and smashing oneself on, (it’s a compromise…no jumping on furniture, but you know, put the pillows on the floor and I’m fine.)
A just-because-picture…because she’s so cute! (The hat was made using my friend April’s hat pattern, check out her shop - great patterns and fabulous options in decorative decals)
Totally love each other. We’re working on the other sibling combinations:)
The little porker is all about feeding herself, which has significantly increased my hands-free time. Jeepers…how did I do all of that spoon-feeding-only stuff before? Thankfully she’s on to bigger (and better!) food. Currently some of Lucy’s faves are cottage cheese, bread, hummus, bananas (rolled in crushed cheerios..mmmm), lasagna and potoates. Bring on the world she says.
As I post the pics of smiling cherubs and the makings of wonderful memories this week, I’m also remembering the mess, wandering, failures, and shortcomings of the past several days too…on everyone’s part. But following that up close behind is a great well of joy found in knowing the fulness of God’s grace.
The kids and I were reading earlier this week the story of King David out of The Jesus Storybook Bible (if you have children and do not have this book, make that a lie now and go buy it…seriously..it is not like any other children’s Bible book I have ever laid my eyes on.). I was reminded again of the mess that David had made of his life, and yet how the Bible still refers to him as “a man after God’s own heart”. That in humility he came before God in all of his sin and asked God to give him a new heart, and that’s just what God did for him. And my goodness….that is my hope…your hope…that God has done that for those who have called upon Him as Savior, and will continue to work His new-heart-project until the day we are re-united with Him.
A few weeks ago I heard a Christian woman (whom I respect and know loves the Lord!), mention in frustration, that frankly she is so tired of people bringing up David and the example of his sin as a way to excuse their own sin and falling away.
I hear her heart of frustration with a complacent faith. I just don’t think I could ever tire of hearing of God’s unending, unconditional grace given over and over and over and over to those deep in sin. We are deeper than we know. Deeper than we’ll admit. Because even in our complacency God’s grace is given and breaks through to levels we didn’t even know needed to be reached.
I want to hear about that everyday, because I need it everyday and by God’s grace I am learning to be thankful for it everyday.