Saturday, December 12, 2009

Getting the speck out.....

Matthew 7 has new meaning for me. This morning, as I was making the pizzas for Cowman's "Pizza with the Principal" Party, I heard Alanna yelling for me out in the yard. I ran out to see what was the matter. She was leading Jake up to the house. He was crying and couldn't open his eyes. Alanna said that he had something in his eye. He was crying harder and harder. I grabbed the eye drops and right there on the front porch we had a wrestling match as I tried to get them into Jake's eye. I recruited the girls to help. Asking each one of them to hold a hand down. It didn't work. We prayed, we tried again. It didn't work.

So, I led him into the living room and helped him to lie on the couch. I again tried to hold his arms down and put the eye drops in at the same time. It just wouldn't work. We prayed again. I sent Brianna for a towel and a cup of water. Then I sat on Jake, sat on his arms too, and with one hand held his eye open and with the other hand, poured the cup of water over his eye. The two younger girls are wailing right along with Jake. Then, a small piece of bark, with one end being pointy, washed out of his eye and onto his cheek.
I helped him to sit up and pulled him into a hug - and apologized for having to sit on him.
He was still crying. Within just a few minutes - he settled right down.

What a lesson: the cleaning out process can be hard - but once cleaned out, the pain begins to lessen and restoration can begin.

I just asked Jake how his eye is feeling. He says that it doesn't even feel like there was ever anything in it!
Praise the Lord!!!

Monday, December 7, 2009

A strange sound woke me up in the middle of the night Saturday. I woke Brett up, asking him, "what is that"? It sounded again- we jumped up and ran to the bathroom and there was Brianna standing over the toilet throwing up in the dark.

We were so impressed! Not only had she made it to the bathroom, but she aimed right into the toilet - even in the dark! We were doubly amazed that she had not called for us or cried out. What 8 year old gets sick in the night and doesn't wake up Mom?

She stayed home from church Sunday; and was able to go to school today. She came home wiped out though.

Thankfully, no one else has gotten sick.
A strange sound woke me up in the middle of the night Saturday. I woke Brett up, asking him, "what is that"? It sounded again- we jumped up and ran to the bathroom and there was Brianna standing over the toilet throwing up in the dark.

We were so impressed! Not only had she made it to the bathroom, but she aimed right into the toilet - even in the dark! We were doubly amazed that she had not called for us or cried out. What 8 year old gets sick in the night and doesn't wake up Mom?

She stayed home from church Sunday; and was able to go to school today. She came home wiped out though.

Thankfully, no one else has gotten sick.