tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1044035766032952352024-03-13T19:56:19.654-07:00Five's a PartySassy_Canukhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02647141779818384515noreply@blogger.comBlogger270125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-104403576603295235.post-1067853952787191562011-07-28T13:32:00.000-07:002011-07-28T13:46:06.045-07:00Happy Birthday, Lia Amanda!Yes, it has been a <a href="http://fivesaparty.blogspot.com/2010/08/lia-amanda.html">whole year</a> since Lia joined our family! She is such a happy cutie, full of smiles and personality.<br />
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I have such mixed feelings about this. I can see the "leading" in it, how God has been slowly paving the way. I can't WAIT to live where I can go to the beach, have so many bible conferences close by, and just be "down east". I am also dragging my feet, because in spite of having wanted to go back since I left, I have my sister and so many great friends here. It's hard to go to a new place and start over, especially when you are leaving behind people you love. <br />
It will be nice to raise my boys in the east, but they too will be leaving their friends, and really what they've always known. We've been in Ontario for 9 years now! <br />
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really.<br />
really.<br />
really.<br />
hot.<br />
Today is the hottest one yet, with the humidex it's at 46. I know some people from down south may think that isn't so bad, but trust me, for us northern people used to a much cooler climate, it's very hot!Sassy_Canukhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02647141779818384515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-104403576603295235.post-4124460199479949872011-07-20T11:03:00.000-07:002011-07-20T11:03:35.479-07:00Summer is here in a big, hot, sunshiney way. <em>It has been a while.</em> Poor blog and readers, I apologize for neglecting you! What a lot of happenings! I'll bullet post some of them so I don't have to go into detail, since I don't want to take all day.<br />
~ My friend and I went to Alberta in April, to see my baby niece Faith Rebecca come into the world. I actually had the privilege of being in the room as she was born, by c-section, on April 18th.Baby Faith makes the fifth birth I have been present for. (not counting my own three, obviously I was there!) babies are so exciting, and i do love welcoming my new family members into the world. <br />
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~ While in Alberta,I was in a car crash. Fortunately, no one was seriously hurt. Just bruises and sore muscles. My Dad did have a cracked wrist from the airbag, but he's much better now. I had an impressive bruise on my hip from the seatbelt, but God sure had his hand on us :)<br />
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~ Ryan, my oldest, graduated from elementary school. He'll be in grade 9, high school next year. <br />
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~ went mountain climbing and spelunking with Liam and G in the blue mountains. It was such a nice adventure! I found the entry fee to the park a bit steep, but the caves and trails were interesting.<br />
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~ Kyle went to Alberta for a fishing trip with his Uncle and Grandpa. He didn't catch any fish in the rockies,but he did see some grizzlies close up and got to know his aunts, uncle, cousins and grandparents better. It was also his first time on an airplane that he can remember. He's been on before, but he was not even 2 years old.<br />
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That's all I feel like typing out right now. Hope I can post a bit more often!<br />
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I also love the left overs the next morning, fried as hash.<br />
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Can't wait to see my nephew and three neices out west! <br />
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Look what he brough home for me this Valentine's day.<br />
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The disappointing part about it is that my children already had tomorrow off for a teacher development day. (yes, I know, snow day, PA day, what's the difference) I like to wake up to wild weather and then snuggle back under the covers for a few extra minutes of unexpected coziness!<br />
The news is telling people not to be on the roads tomorrow, if they can help it, which makes me a bit nervous after what happened near <a href="http://www.theglobeandmail.com/news/national/ontario/snowstorm-strands-hundreds-on-highway-near-sarnia-ont/article1836551/">Sarnia</a>. I think I'll pack some extra lunch and a blanket or two for G, who has a 45 minute drive to work on country roads. <br />
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It gets light out earlier, and stays light a little longer. This makes it feel as if spring is almost, almost, maybe still coming. Yes, I know, warmer temperatures won't be here for another five or six weeks, but that extra bit of daylight brings hope to an almost frozen body!<br />
This morning, as I got up to prepare lunches and breakfasts for four hungry young men (I have my little neighbour here for 10 days) the sun rising was so beautiful. God had frosted each tiny branch with a coat of fur, which sparkled and glittered in the pink, purple, and yellow light.<br />
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I do like it, it's shiny blue and has a keyboard so i can text!<br />
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<em><span style="color: #351c75;">2:37 And she was a widow of about fourscore and four years, which departed not from the temple, but served God with fastings and prayers night and day. </span></em><br />
<em><span style="color: #351c75;">2:38 And she coming in that instant gave thanks likewise unto the Lord, and spake of him to all them that looked for redemption in Jerusalem. </span></em><br />
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<span style="color: black;">I was reading the account of the Lord Jesus Christ's birth in Luke chapter 2 the other day, and I was sidetracked by the three verse account of Anna. If anyone had asked me before about Anna, I would have been confused, and not remembered anything about her. I mean, it's only three little verses, and she's not very important, right?</span><br />
<span style="color: black;"> or is she?</span><br />
<span style="color: black;">All this account tells us is that she was an old, old woman, aged 84 or 105, depending on how you read the "<em>widow of about fourscore and four years",</em> she had been married, was from the small, scattered tribe of Asher (son of Jacob and Zilpah the maid) and her whole life was given to God.</span><br />
<span style="color: black;"> Can you imagine what it would be like to fast and pray ALL THE TIME? We aren't told how long Anna had been staying at the temple, but I get the impression that it had been a long while, and that her heart ached for God's people. Her dedication, care and love to her people and her faith were all consuming, day and night. Even as Anna didn't forget about God, and God didn't forget about Anna. He sent Anna his son, in a physical form, and allowed her to see, with her own eyes, his redemption for her beloved Jerusalem. She knew <em>immediately</em> that the infant she was seeing was her long prayed and fasted for redeemer.</span><br />
<span style="color: black;"> Anna didn't faint, or go into hysterics. She simply thanked God, and told everyone she knew about the answer to her prayers, that redemption had come.</span><br />
<span style="color: black;"> Even now, that redemption is available. You don't need to fast and pray day and night, or be very old, or live in a temple, or even go to church. God's salvation is offered freely to every person, no matter who you are.The baby Anna saw grew to be a man, God in human form, who freely laid his life down so that I, and you too, could find redemption from our sin!</span><br />
~<em><span style="color: #990000;">But as many as received him, to them gave he power to become the sons of God, even to them that believe on his name: (John 1:12, KJV).</span></em><br />
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just sayin' <br />
A friend of mine says that new year's resolutions are a pagan practice. Ah well. I'm making some anyway. I don't think this counts as pagan!<br />
Having (sort of) done my 10 new things in 2010, This year, my resolutions are a bit different.<br />
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1. Memorize John chapter 1.<br />
2. attend three conferences<br />
3. and the standard lose ten pounds heeheeSassy_Canukhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02647141779818384515noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-104403576603295235.post-34666775544404545902010-12-22T19:14:00.000-08:002010-12-22T19:14:16.562-08:00Company!I have COMPANY!!! I love it... we've had super Mario (the real, OLD nintendo Super Mario!) wars, played duck hunt, eaten pizza, stuffed ourselves on yummy christmas baking, shopped, had birfday cake, gotten exciting presents, riled up all the kids, and had such a great time!<br />
My Christmas wish is for my whole family to live close together so we can do this more often :D <br />
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Yes, I found an earwig in my french fries. Well, not exactly *my* french fries, Kyle's, to be exact. It was big. and ugly. and oh, so disgusting to see in his supper. I called the company who made the fries, and they sent me a gift card for about 10 times the amount the fries were worth! <br />
and I thought this part was funny.... the gift card had lemons on it heehee<br />
Went on a photo shoot yesterday, with my friend who is starting to do photography in a more serious way. She snapped a few of me, and this one turned out quite well, I think!<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Only four more sleeps until my brother and his wife arrive at my house for Christmas!</div>Sassy_Canukhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02647141779818384515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-104403576603295235.post-38155555308944140952010-12-15T08:12:00.000-08:002010-12-15T08:18:37.567-08:00My year according to facebook<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhygiLX0EqHYgmQ505w3TYqLtAJ7NWUuVLGU82rE4Tw3RKZLh5ov_IGbTg4Tw0cGPDjY_7TziLp6wgJePMGXQgrMIcdYsp6AUWkn1APIfWvflu8lmghFI-9L10EBVMOlW2ueMC9xm8U-tg/s1600/164119_10150097473251136_522656135_7852080_7515990_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; cssfloat: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" n4="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhygiLX0EqHYgmQ505w3TYqLtAJ7NWUuVLGU82rE4Tw3RKZLh5ov_IGbTg4Tw0cGPDjY_7TziLp6wgJePMGXQgrMIcdYsp6AUWkn1APIfWvflu8lmghFI-9L10EBVMOlW2ueMC9xm8U-tg/s400/164119_10150097473251136_522656135_7852080_7515990_n.jpg" width="318" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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He came home from school just about glowing with excitement about the high school~ the tech, the music, the science programs available to him there. he also, unfortunately, said someone tried to sell drugs to his best friend.<br />
I hope he is still as excited about the programs when he is actually in the school doing the work!Sassy_Canukhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02647141779818384515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-104403576603295235.post-19625239097320170262010-12-13T15:30:00.000-08:002010-12-13T15:35:08.954-08:00The wages of sinThe Bible verse says "The wages of sin is death" (Romans 6:23) It's true. everyone dies. <br />
This isn't a post about death, though. It's about the "now" wages of sin. <br />
When I was (I think) 11, Mom sent me outside to play. I didn't want to go, I whined and gave her a hard time. but I went. ooooh... what was this? My little sister and the neighbour boy playing with the axe! Dad told us not to touch that axe! Pride reared up... I had to RESCUE her from her sin of disobedience, before she got hurt. So, I took the axe from her, not even thinking that <em>I </em>was sinning just as much as she was. How often do we justify our sin? "It was necessary...I couldn't help it...I would be laughed at...there was no other choice" and on and on we go. <br />
In taking the axe from my sister, I was being disobedient and proud. I thought I knew better, I was big, I was above the rules. I was justified in my actions. I was "saving" my sister, but doing it the wrong way.<br />
I drove the axe back into the chopping block. Only, the block was FROZEN. Now, I don't know if you've ever tried to chop frozen wood, but it just doesn't work very well. At least not when you are 11 and a scrawny girl. That axe handle bounced up and knocked out my front tooth.<br />
That one moment of sin has cost me. I've had at least four dental surgeries since then. I need another, where I will lose more teeth.<br />
The "wages" of my youthful sin have been annoying, expensive, and even painful, but imagine how much more serious the eternal wages of ignoring God will be. God tells us to come, believe, accept, be clean and live in his word. <br />
I am so glad that the verse continues.. "The wages of sin is death, but the gift of God is eternal life, through Jesus Christ, our Lord" The wages have already been paid in full, no cost, or pain, or annoyance is required to heal your poor sinful soul!Sassy_Canukhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/02647141779818384515noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-104403576603295235.post-73125084043669286012010-12-13T04:58:00.000-08:002010-12-13T04:58:19.948-08:00Well the weather outside is frightfulBut playing in the snow is delightful! <br />
We were hit with a whomp of wet packing snow, so we took advantage of it to build a big snowman. It was a great family time, with snowballs flying and much laughter.<br />
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