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Strange things can happen when Zak is in the bathroom. I am thinking that the older he gets the less bathroom episodes we will have. Well, we are not out of the woods yet...I was busy doing a Mom "thing" - washing Zak's face after lunch. The food had been eaten and it was ready for Zak to head up to his room for a nap. He was sitting on the table in front of me - wash cloth covering his face as I

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If you are just joining us for this series I invite you to read the previous posts first.*Principle of Separation*Principle of FemininityWhen I look at the New Testament model for woman I see that it says I am to adorn myself in modest apparel (I Timothy 2:9). This is not an option nor is it left to cultural interpretation. Modesty envelops the characteristics of a godly woman. Since the word

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We looked previously in this series about the principle of separation used to help define the standard for dress. God has clearly laid out that there is a gender distinctiveness that He created. Taking this a little further, I believe that God wants my dress to be unquestionably feminine. It is sad when we live in a day and age where there are people trying to say that there is no difference

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I have come to the firm belief that every area of my life must be based on the foundation of biblical principles. What I choose to wear must be guided by the principles laid out in God’s Word. As a Child of the King, I am responsible to find the principles God lays out and apply them to my everyday life. In the area of dress God is far from silent and has graciously given me the principles needed

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My husband has told me to post on this subject matter for some time now. I have not. Not because of a fear of the subject; but because it is a vast subject. I have started the post several times only to hit the delete button - felling too overwhelmed to even broach the vast chasm that encompass this topic.~However, I must say that my heart has been burdened as I see so many are walking away from

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It was nineteen years ago, this week, that I married my best friend.God has been so good!

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The monument stood allowing all who passed and looked on to consider. To remember...Freedom has never been free. Freedom in any form always comes at a price - a high price.He is but a boy; but with big dreams. Thoughts of what he could be. Thoughts of the future wrapped up deep within him.He stands and he looks on. Even though he is only ten he understands...Military service runs deep within the

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The Fisher Price cell phone is pink. The Fisher Price cell phone belongs to Anna. The Fisher Price cell phone is one of Zak's favorite toys. How big he feels when he pulls it out of his pocket and converses with 'someone' on the other end. Just like Dad. We have tried to teach our kids courtesy while we are on the phone. "Unless it is an emergency - do not interrupt the person while they are

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Can any Mom ever receive too many flowers - even yellow ones?The other morning - Zak was so excited that there were so many flowers that were in the yard just waiting for him to pick for me.Neat to think that what one person sees as a weed another person may see as a beautiful flower.Sometimes it takes a little one to remind me to look past preconceived ideas and see what is really there - right

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Glad I have help getting everyone ready on Sundays. Big sisters for Anna - a Daddy's helping hand for Zak. We are getting our Sunday morning routines down and everyone out to the van on time. If you could have seen us shortly after we moved here -you would realize just how much of an accomplishment that had been! Packing a family of 7 to be gone an entire day on Sunday has had it's challenges. :)

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The school year is coming to a close. The summer schedule is being made, plans for teen camp and other activities are actively being pursued. It had been a great year with the kids and their violin lessons. Last week we attended their spring recital. They all played their violins - and Mama was proud. Next year will be different -new avenues being explored and perfected.Rachel will continue her

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Outside my front door it appears that spring is here. Anna seems to be enjoying its arrival. Don't be too impressed with the beauty - I turned around for a minute and she picked all the blooms off - and threw them on the sidewalk. :)Glad I got the picture first. Thanks for stopping by, I am so glad you did.Blessings,~Martie

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Success Encrypted:(An epitaph written on the tombstone of a missionary)"When he came there were no Christians. When he died, there were no heathens."How I seek for my life to be a success - it will only come as I daily seek to obey what He has me to do - each day. May Christ be Lifted Up,~Martie

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My blog, as of late, has not been all that exciting - I know. The posts have been sporadic at best - I am sorry.In December that decision was made to revisit each of Zak's doctors. Life spun out of control with his issues - and we needed answers.The doctor appointments have been made and kept; sometimes seeing two different doctors in one week - each trip taking 2 hours there and back in travel

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Last year's Mother's Day was perhaps, the happiest Mother's Day I had celebrated since the birth of my first daughter 15 years before. God had answered our prayers and miraculously given us a baby - Anna.I had seen God work in ways I had only dreamed of. We were in the midst of change - needing to see God direct; and out of the blue - He gave us a smiling happy baby. I spent the day at church on

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Because we did a gradual placement with Anna the first week after we met her she stayed at her foster home. I would come in the evenings and give her a bath and feed her before bed. Then, as she settled down for the evening I would put her to bed. Meanwhile at our house - everyone was busy getting ready for her to come to our house for visits.It was wonderful for her to be able to get to know me

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It has been one year ago today since we met her. How much love and joy she has brought into our lives this past year! We indeed are blessed.(First Visit with our baby to be: April 29, 2008)(First feeding from Mom - how my heart was beating with joy!)(First Picture with Daddy and Mommy - April 29, 2008)"For this child I prayed..."We were able to do a gradual placement with Anna. That way moving to

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(Grandmother- the way I remember her...)Dear Grandmother,It's been two years since we said goodbye. I miss you. Today would have been your birthday - you missed celebrating your 90Th birthday by eight days. I have chosen to remember your birthday - April 28, rather than the day you left us, April 20Th. I think you would have wanted it that way.I missed saying goodbye to you face to face by only a

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We try very hard to be able to enjoy dinner together as a family. Last night we were successful! As we ate, I watched as Rachel fed Anna, Zak laughed with his Daddy and Abbey and James carried on a conversation. I felt so blessed to watch my family eating together - enjoying the meal time - together as a familyI had this overwhelming feeling come over me - when I realized I have no idea just

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We enjoyed a beautiful Easter Sunday - I trust you did too.Perhaps never in my life have I seen the cross as clearly as I did this past Sunday. To see His love - for me. All He endured - for me. All His sacrifice accomplished - for me! Sunday, in my heart I knelt before that cross - and found myself amazed at His sacrifice.Oh where would my life be if He had not come.I would have: ...no hope

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I try... but it is hard - to allow your children to do things for themselves; even if it means there is a bit more mess involved. I want them to be around me - helping me - learning.Life gets a little more complicated in the child raising department when you have been blessed with a special needs child. The nights are longer. The childhood milestones take longer to reach. Simple things are

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This Friday for S&T I wanted to share a little gift my husband made for me. The up stair's hallway in our other house had plenty of room for books and for ready to boot. Our new house has a bit of a different lay out and not nearly the same amount of room in the hall upstairs. I was wondering what we would do with all the kids' books. My husband told me he had a plan and set to work. I was not

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Well, I finally think I have found a beautician I like. What's more - my husband was pleased with the results too - I will be honest and tell you that does not happen much. (Especially after 5 inches were cut off !!) I can not believe how quickly I can get around in the morning!! WOW!

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The last day of the month. A month that has 31 days. I read again the passage - the Proverb of the day. I am challenged - to be that woman.Committed to her faith. Passionate about her family and their needs.Concerned deeply enough to be motivated to care for the needs of those less fortunate.Strong enough in character that her days are filled with purpose and ingenuity.Then I read the second to

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How thankful I am for the gift of sound. So much of my day is richer and more pleasant when I take time to listen......to the sound of Anna's "Hi" when she first awakens in the morning... to the steady breathing of my Zak as he pauses and takes an afternoon nap...to music being learned and perfected by my older children as the practice their violin...to the still small voice that tells me I am

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