~ Above all else, guard your heart, for everything you do flows from it. ~ Prov 4:23

Wednesday, September 26, 2007

Please keep mom in your prayers....

Mom goes in today at 11:00am EST for her first round of chemotherapy. Please pray that her body will respond well to the chemotherapy and that the side effects will be little to none!

Tuesday, September 25, 2007

Proofs from Olivia's 9 month pics.





Just added to my playlist....

I love this song. You might recognize it from Grey's Anatomy. I like it because it is happy, upbeat, and expresses love in such practical ways. So to my man B - this ones for you. Thank you for taking me the way I am!

The cooler weather is here!


and so today we lit our yummy pumpkin spice candles which traditionally signals the start of the fall season for the E family. I love the fall season! Aunt Rebekah sent us two beautiful mums for my birthday (thanks Reba!) that adorn the front entry. I changed the wreaths on the door, bought some candy corn and pulled out all the punkin decorations. The house has been transformed!

Why is it that every year around this time I have the desire to paint the foyer orange? I am squelching the urge yet again....


Autumn

O season of ripe beauty, you I greet!
Whose heart is love's calm wisdom at its throbbing core;
Your deep hues and myriad colors make the soul's wings beat
And lift a lover like me to your ambrosial shore.

Through you Nature weeps its precious golden tears,
In you a mortal eye could glimpse its native Immortality,
O endless fount of inspiration to the poet-seers
To be bound by your embrace is to be truly free!

A glad earth bathes in your benign and lustrous smile
And man's heart thrills with an unknown rapture and delight
By your whispers and footfalls and flute-call beguiled,
An ancient kinship links him to your celestial height.

A brimming of golden sweetness in your dreaming eyes
Fills the world with the beauty of a realm divine,
The sun's last rays serenely trickle from your purple skies:
I send my love and song and call your blessings mine.

By: Abhinabha

Sunday, September 23, 2007

So as not to leave any one out.........

for Chris:







and for the Sirois family:

Saturday, September 22, 2007

GO GATORS!

I have never been a huge football follower, but a friend sent me the link to this today and I got a good laugh. My father is a diehard UF fan and my father-in-law is a diehard OSU fan. So if you love UF check out this first one - and if you are a Buckeye fan.......





.........Check out this basement!


My New Addiction

3 bags in 3 days. Yum

Friday, September 21, 2007

Next year in Jerusalem

But on the tenth day of this seventh month it is the day of atonement; it shall be a holy convocation unto you, and you shall afflict your souls, and you shall bring a fire-offering to the Lord. And you shall do no work on this very day for it is a day of atonement to atone for you before the Lord your God. (Leviticus 23:27-28)
Yom Kippur, the Day of Atonement

Yom Kippur is celebrated on the tenth day of Tishri, i.e., ten days after Rosh Hashana, the Jewish new year. It is the culmination of ten days marked by increased levels of prayer, charity and other good deeds, and the seeking of forgiveness from anyone one has harmed, purposely or inadvertently, during the previous year.

This day, the holiest and most solemn in Judaism, is also among the most joyous, as it affords one the opportunity to rectify past wrongs and face the future with a slate wiped clean.

Happy Yom Kippur Day!

"The mere thought of death somehow makes every blessing vivid, every happiness more luminous and intense. " Tony Snow










Port Smort

My mom goes in tonight at 6pm EST to have the surgery to put in the port for her chemotherapy. I just talked to her this morning and she has been unable to eat or drink anything since midnight last night. It looks like she will start the chemotherapy sometime next week. Please keep her in your thoughts and prayers.

Thursday, September 20, 2007

Look Mom - I Found it!!

The Bluebell

1.. There is a story I have heard -
A poet learned it of a bird,
And kept its music every word-

2. A story of a dim ravine,
O'er which the towering tree-tops lean,
With one blue rift of sky between;

3. And there, two thousand years ago,
A little flower as white as snow,
Swayed in the silence to and fro.

4. Day after day, with longing eye,
The floweret watched the narrow sky,
And fleecy clouds that floated by.

5. And through the darkness, night by night,
One gleaming star would climb the height,
And cheer the lonely floweret's sight.

6. Thus, watching the blue heavens afar,
And the rising of its favorite star,
A slow change came- but not to mar;

7. For softly o'er its petals white
There crept a blueness, like the light
Of skies upon a summer night;

8. And in its chalice, I am told,,
The bonny bell was formed to hold
A tiny star that gleamed like gold.

9. Now, little people, sweet and true,
I find a lesson here for you,
Writ in the floweret's bell of blue:

10.The patient child who's watchful eye
Strives after all things pure and high,
Shall take their image by-and-by.

Wednesday, September 19, 2007

"This Grace gives me fear and this Grace draws me near"

But he said to me, "My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness." Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ's power may rest on me. That is why, for Christ's sake, I delight in weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. For when I am weak, then I am strong.

Corinthians 12:9-10

For now we see in a mirror dimly...........

Many of you have heard about my mother's colon cancer diagnosis. Unfortunately it had metasticized and is now considered stage 3C due to the amount of lymph nodes affected. She underwent surgery where they removed nearly 50 percent of her colon, over 30 lymph nodes, and a small spot outside of her colon. She is having a port put in this week and will start chemotherapy very soon.

This came as quite a shock to all of us. I thank all of you for your kind emails and continuing prayers. I don't know why this is happening to my wonderful mom or why God allows things like this to happen to anyone- but I do know that I see in the mirror dimly. My God is sovereign and because of that I am able to trust and have faith in His perfect will.

We love you mom. Even those that have never met you love you - just from the stories I have told them about you!

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