Monthly Archives: May 2008

Grief & Grace

For the past week I have been sadly captivated by the tragic loss of Steven Curtis Chapman’s precious little girl. For those who haven’t heard, she was hit by the SUV her teenage brother was driving, and did not survive. I’ve been keeping up with updates on the memorial service and such via a blog set up by their manager. (Is it weird that I found that blog? I just used to listen to Steven Curtis a LOT, so when I heard about this ordeal, I felt a pull to keep up with it and learn how the family is coping…anyway…)

Upon learning of the accident, my thoughts, first of all, were of the incomprehensible amounts of grief that that family must be experiencing in the wake of such a tragedy.

My thoughts then honed in on her brother who hit her with the car. The overwhelming guilt he is likely feeling crushed by. I then wondered how Steven Curtis and his wife were feeling towards their son. I wondered if they were struggling with forgiveness or anger. Today I heard the answer, and was greatly challenged by it.

I listened to this Sunday’s message by Scotty Smith, the pastor of Christ Community Church — a large church in Franklin TN, that happens to be where the Chapman’s attend. In the message, pastor Smith spoke of the scene he found in the emergency room last Wednesday night, immediately following little Maria’s death.

He said that when he walked in the room, he found Steven Curtis on the floor, arms wrapped around his son, pleading with God not to allow Satan to use this tragedy – and the ensuing shame – to steal the heart of his boy.


That’s grace in grief.


On a separate but similarly sad note, some friends’ of my family just lost their mother/grandmother to the tornado that hit Iowa on Sunday. Her husband is injured but OK…their home is in shreds. Please say a prayer for the Meyers/Luhrings.


Trying to Bond

Trying to Bond

Crawling for Food

It’s official: Will is now crawling! Here’s a video to prove it. I had set this bottle on the floor of the office momentarily, then when Mark & I got to talking, I noticed Will going after it, so I grabbed the camera! If you listen close, you can even hear him sucking on the bottle. This explains the sudden shakiness of the camera, as I started laughing. 🙂

More crawling videos can be found here.

I’m so proud.

And so terrified.

My 15 Minutes of Fame

(or 3 minutes and 57 seconds, at least…)

Today I was listening to my daily dose of “Ask Pastor John” (a John Piper podcast) only to discover that he answered a question I sent in a month or two ago!

You can read/listen to it here.

Thank you, thank you very much.

(In all seriousness, it was good to hear his thoughts on the topic!)

Crib Prison

His crib is a prison & he wants OUT!

Holy Granola?

The other day I was at CUB, browsing through the organic foods section (which, I love, by the way. I feel healthy just walking through it.), looking for some good granola to try, when I saw this on the shelf:

“Ezekiel 4:9 Granola”. As the front of the box states, Ezekiel 4:9 reads”Take also unto thee Wheat and Barley and Beans and Lentils and Millet and Spelt and put them in one vessel and make bread of it…”.

My guess is that the manufacturers must think that this combination of grains and legumes, because they are listed in Ezekiel 4:9, must create some sort of super-snack.

My curiosity was piqued.

I wondered if eating it would somehow give me super-“spiritual”-energy, or if it would serve as brain-food to help me memorize Scripture better or something.

But it was over $5 a box, so I opted to trust the Holy Spirit instead. 🙂

And the Award for Ditziest Moment Ever Goes To…

Yesterday my friend Bethany was in town from Nashville, so we decided to celebrate by packing up the stroller & heading over to the zoo for the day. It was lots of fun. We…

…looked at fish (which Will loved)…

saw some camel(s) (how do you pluralize the word “camel”? Is there an s at the end or no? Hmmm…)…

…and we held some miniature buffalo. Aren’t they cute?

I also regret to report that I experienced my ditziest moment ever. While I was in the underwater paviolion, perusing the exhibits and aquariums, I noticed what appeared to be a tank containing a blowfish – and the blowfish was inflated!!! This is amazing, I thought (and said), I’ve never seen an inflated blowfish before! I marveled at it’s beauty and the intricacies of God’s creation. I wondered what the blowfish would do next, now that it was inflated. Would it “deflate”? Would it attack the little fishie next to it? I stared at the blowfish. Then I stared some more.

Then I noticed that the blowfish wasn’t moving.

Then I noticed that there wasn’t any water in the tank.

Then I noticed that the blowfish was made of plastic.

Oh my. 😦

The worst part was that, now that I think about it, I’ve been there before.

I’ve seen that very plastic-y blowfish before.

Anyway, here’s me and the synthetic blowfish after I discovered my blunder.


Oh well. It was still a fun day, and it had a great ending. We got home, and I wasn’t sure what to do for supper, when this came in the mail:

to give you a closer look:

Ah, yes. Dinner was taken care of.

’twas a good day indeed, even if I was the queen of the ditzes.