Monday, March 31, 2008

Havin' A Cow and Horsin' Around...

I just had to share a picture that Giosaia made. Here are two farm animals which Giosaia said symbolize Anthony and me. The horse is for Anthony because he likes horses, and the cow... is me. Don't even think what I know you could be thinking!!! :-) This sweet and rather artistic son of mine just wanted to make a couple of very lovely creatures and make their names be "PapĂ " and "Mamma". :-)

"Just" Another Thought...

So many times in our lives we are faced with questions and misunderstandings that loom over us, bigger and heavier than we can handle on our own. And so, we take them to God. "Why, God?", "Why do bad things happen to good people?", "Why is this happening to me/us/them?"...may be some of the questions we ask. Question after question can parade or even ricochet behind our eyes.

A couple of years ago my pastor spoke on a passage of scripture that I am often reminded of when passing through a hard time.

Hebrews 6:10 says, "For God is not unjust to forget your work and labor of love which you have shown toward His name, in that you have ministered to the saints, and do minister."

Our pastor particularly pointed out the beginning portion "God is not unjust". Unjust? Hmmm... According to the Webster's Dictionary (copyrighted 1991, K. Nichols), this word is an adjective meaning "not fair; lacking justice or fairness". So, why would I be so taken with this phrase?

Have you ever asked why God chose to say that He is NOT unjust instead of plainly saying that He IS just? I think it is a difference of how strongly the point is made. The first makes it clear and definite whom God is and whom He is not, while the second makes one wonder how much more or how much less "just" He is. The point is...God is a just God who is never unjust.

So when you are passing through a hard time in your life, a time when you just don't understand or are too tired to, trust the One who is always fair, knowing, loving, and right.

Friday, March 28, 2008

Which Austen Heroine Are You?...

I am Anne Elliot!

Take the Quiz here!

You are... Anne Elliot of Persuasion! Let's face it; you're easily persuaded, particularly when friends and relatives try to use "the Elliot way" against you. But this doesn't mean that you don't have conviction. Actually, your sense of duty is overwhelming. And though you won't stick your neck out too often, you have learned to speak up when it counts. To boot, you know how to handle sticky situations. You love deeply and constantly.

(I'm not sure how accurate this is, but the test was fun. )

April 1st- A Holiday For Fools...


In Florida , an atheist became incensed over the preparation of Easter and Passover holidays. He decided to contact his lawyer about the discrimination inflicted on atheists by the constant celebrations afforded to Christians and Jews with all their holidays while atheists had no holiday to celebrate.

The case was brought before a judge. After listening to the long passionate presentation by the lawyer, the Judge banged his gavel and declared, 'Case dismissed!'

The lawyer immediately stood and objected to the ruling and said, 'Your honor, how can you possibly dismiss this case? The Christians have Christmas, Easter and many other observances. Jews have Passover, Yom Kippur and Hanukkah...yet my client and all other atheists have no such holiday!'

The judge leaned forward in his chair and simply said, 'Obviously your client is too confused to even know about, much less celebrate his own atheists' holiday!' The lawyer pompously said, 'Your Honor, we are unaware of any such holiday for atheists. Just when might that holiday be, your Honor?'

The judge said, 'Well it comes every year on exactly the same date---April 1st! Since our calendar sets April 1st as 'April Fool's Day,' consider that Psalm 14:1 states, 'The fool says in his heart, there is no God.' Thus, in my opinion, if your client says there is no God, then by Scripture, he is a fool, and April 1st is his holiday! Now have a good day and get out of my courtroom!!

Wednesday, March 26, 2008

The Curious- Learning Tag...

I could not pick just 6 people, so I sent it to all I thought might like to know or remember (mom and my sister, for example) how weird I can actually be… no fear of me being ashamed of that, by the way. Now to come up with things that are unknown… hmmm… and, I came up with a little more than 6 things, but don’t feel like you have to do more. It is just me. I want to write down any I can think of…

The guidelines are as follows:

A. List 6 or so facts/habits about yourself that no one knows.

B. tag 6 or so other people.

1. I have been known to color-coordinate the clothes hanging in my closet.

2. I inherited clicking ankles (that knuckle cracking sound) when I walk, especially when I am trying to be really quiet... :-)

3. Besides a mommy, the first thing I ever wanted to be when I grew up was an archaeologist… then, I “matured” a bit and wanted to be a singer. (Actually, when I realized how much math goes into being an archaeologist I decided I had best move on to something else that I know I like alot…)

4. My earliest memories are when I was three and living in St. Kitts for three months with my grandparents… (Mom, I remember crying cause I wanted you, and I remember posing for some pictures and walking along a stone bridge-like thing. And the cold floor as I laid on the tiles under Pop-pop’s desk as he made his business calls.) funny huh?

5. I played the violin for three years in elementary school. I could not read notes but followed along by ear. I wasn’t the greatest, but I got along okay.

6. I love paper and colors and words and plays on words and punctuation marks!!! Wrapping paper, card stock, wall paper, crepe paper, parchment paper, tissue paper, stickers, you name it… in paisley, checks, Turkish colors, asian mixes, neons, metalics, glittery, gem tones, swirls, polka dots, flowered, striped, animal print, etc., etc., etc… some poetry, alliterations, imagery, synonyms, antonyms, run-on sentences, exclamation points, adjectives, quotes--- the American English vocabulary is SO much fun!!! Might be why I tend to enjoy card making and scrapbooking. Always wished I could have a more practical gift like sewing, crotcheting, or painting… but they just do not come as naturally.

7. I sometimes think in poetry.

8. I was once told that I walk like my dad… hmmm. Hope that is a good thing. Mom, what do you think?

9. I used to help myself to fall asleep by either rocking myself or decorating a house I had in my imagination.

10.I hum not only to wordy songs but to any music I know, including guitar solos.

11.I have been known to jump up and down and squeal with delight when I get excited--even now as an adult...

12.Although I am mostly outgoing, I am still a pretty shy person… you didn’t know that, did you?

Friday, March 21, 2008

Happy Easter Greetings...

Hello, All!!! Isn’t it nice to know that, when Christ becomes our main priority and we ask Him to be Lord in our lives, we can become new creatures? He has done so much for us, and given us so much. So… I want to publicly thank Jesus, my Saviour and Lord, for His numerous blessings to me, my family, and my friends- and His sacrifice of dying on the Cross for me and each of the people across this Earth. I also want to thank Him for not staying in the grave, but for raising from the dead, defeating Satan, and for going to heaven to intercede for us to our Father God. He loves us so much. What other way is there to prove that except when One gives His life for those He loves? He did, and He conquered over sin and death in the meantime. Wow!!! He rescued us and has provided a way out. Our hope, our peace, our joy, all that we need can be found in Him.
How do I know He is alive, you may ask? Well, He speaks to my heart in a sweet, small voice every day, He provides for my needs, He hears and answers my prayers, He has shown me over and over that He cares deeply for me. I could give you example after example of His goodness to me and my family. He is my Best Friend and Protector, my Saviour and Lord, my Shield and Defender, my Rock in whom I trust, my Counselor and Encourager, my Light when I have lost my way or am lost in the “fog”, and so much more. He is all that I need. He has promised in His Word that He is the “same yesterday, today, and forever”. So what does that mean for you? That means that He wants to have relationship with you as well.
If you would like to know Him in such a personal way, pray to Him (talk to Him as you would to another person you are talking with face to face). Ask Him to help you. Ask Him to fill your heart with His understanding. Acknowledge that He is Christ the Son of God. And ask Him to forgive you for all the wrong things you have done in your life- your sins (lies, hatred, bitterness, lust, meanness, grudges, cheating, etc… are examples of some sins that we all can easily commit during our days) -this is important because sin separates us from God and keeps us from having soft hearts that are open to all the wonderful and important things He wants to share with us and show us.
I pray that this Easter- when we celebrate more than bunnies, chicks and baskets filled with yummy sweets- you would be especially blessed to remember that JESUS IS ALIVE and He wants to be an active part of your life… loving, caring for, and growing in you… Happy Easter!!! Love you all!!!

With many thoughts toward you,

Anthony, Celita, Antonio, Giosaia, Luca, Miranda, and Dario P. :-)

Wednesday, March 19, 2008

A Cause For Unrest...

aggitation grows in my heart...
an effect of those who share words and actions
only meant to take, take, take, and make one weary,
with disapproval in every angle of their expression,
the high expectations which they place on my tired shoulders
reminds me of the Pharisees in their zeal.
Jesus said for me to rest and He would carry the load,
yet some seem to feel the need to test me to the limits,
putting weight that sinks my soul in cloudy exhaustion.
these are the kinds of people i try to avoid.
i long to be whole, full of peace and joy and love
not to be shackled by unwarranted guilt inherited by others.

release me, Lord, from this foggy soul
frenzied by others' cloaking worries and critiquing.
rescue me from the heaviness that threatens to ruin this day.
remind me that i am your precious child
and heal this wounded soul once again.


Thursday, March 6, 2008

Twist and Twirl Piggy Pop-up...

Well, I could not resist making this card for my friend, Roxana's, daughter's birthday in February... a pig pop-up with piggy tails all over the front... I liked it. Anyhow, I got the piggy idea from

An Anniversary For Me To Remember...

Okay, so I am just having a sad moment... I just finished blog hopping and entered one that made me have deja vu feelings... Hope you don't mind my sharing. I go through days in and days out being grateful for this family God has blessed me with. Sure, there are moments even my own mind echoes the doubts some others have expressed about my ability in raising 5 children. Sure, I often feel inadequate, but I rely on God's promise to "never give me more than I can handle" in His strength (1 Corinthians 10:13) and that He said He would "never leave or forsake" me. I have my challenges and struggles just like anyone else.

I think one of the hard and achy moments that I often have is concerning the fact that I have been pregnant 6 times, but I only have five of these chickadees to prove that. When I am asked about how many children I have, I hesitate to answer at first because... in my heart I have six, even though one is in heaven with Jesus. I have been told that I cannot count the one I did not officially give birth to, even though I held her little form in my hands and wept tears of disbelief and grief at the history I could never make with this child and could never show love to. How can I leave one out just to keep people from feeling uncomfortable?

Really, I'm okay with the miscarriage, but what hurts is not feeling free enough to include her in our public lives. I say "public" because my kids know of their sibling whom is in heaven, and they are excited over the possiblity of seeing her one day.

March 5th was the third anniversary of the day I miscarried. My baby would have been three. Oh, what she would have been like... personality, appearance, likes, dislikes, similarities and differences to her other siblings... so many things. I just wonder, that is all. I am content that she is with Jesus and other loved ones whom have gone on before, but I wonder. Regrets? Not exactly, more like ponderings of "could have been's". And even these can only make me more determined to have my family and me see Jesus, and to, one day, hold my baby in my arms.

I may not have officially birthed this dear one, but she is greatly loved, and I consider myself blessed to have carried her in my womb even for a short while.

P.S... For those of you wondering... we did not know the gender of our baby, but I seemed to feel that we lost our first girl. I came to refer to her as Bethany Hope, a.k.a Baby Hope. Giving her a name helped me to deal better with the miscarriage. It helped to make her a part of our family even in that simple way, since we could not know her in every day living.