A Favorite Hymn

I thought I'd share the words to one of my favorite hymns. It actually might be my favorite.

I love the words and I love the tune. It is an old Irish tune, apparently quite old. If you are interested in a brief history of the hymn please check out this link.

While here, you can listen to the hymn...I have it playing on my songspot. I hope you enjoy it and enjoy seeing the words along with it.

Be Thou My Vision

Be Thou my Vision, O Lord of my heart;Naught be all else to me, save that Thou art.Thou my best Thought, by day or by night,Waking or sleeping, Thy presence my light.

Be Thou my Wisdom, and Thou my true Word;I ever with Thee and Thou with me, Lord;Thou my great Father, I Thy true son;Thou in me dwelling, and I with Thee one.

Be Thou my battle Shield, Sword for the fight;Be Thou my Dignity, Thou my Delight;Thou my soul’s Shelter, Thou my high Tower:Raise Thou me heavenward, O Power of my power.

Riches I heed not, nor man’s empty praise,Thou mine Inheritance, now and always:Thou and Thou only, first in my heart,High King of Heaven, my Treasure Thou art.

High King of Heaven, my victory won,May I reach Heaven’s joys, O bright Heaven’s Sun!Heart of my own heart, whatever befall,Still be my Vision, O Ruler of all.

Laundry Dreams

For the past 4 years or so, I've been using our apartments coin-op machines. Not neccesarily a bad thing, if you have tons of quarters to put toward it, but after a few years of this and having three children and a husband that works out...well, you know the piles of laundry grow. I wasn't doing too bad keeping up with the laundry and then, I had Liam. Suddenly the piles seem like Mount Everest without an oxygen tank! I am so behind it isn't funny! Do you know how many times a baby needs to be changed a day? Way too many!

Well, enter a dream come true....

This weekend my parents moved apartments. They have had an apartment washer-dryer for quite a few years now. They are small but hardy little things. Well, a few weeks back as my Mom and I talked, she mentioned that she might give me these machines. Well, I must say, I was quite excited and hoped that she might. Although my parents are not moving somewhere that has a machine in the apartment, they decided to pass these machines on to me. Mom said she feels it would be more helpful to me with three kiddos(she has been there herself), than for them. Wow!

So, as they moved this weekend, my hubby and I helped them and at the end of the day...my Dad took the machines over with my hubby and they are now sitting prettily in my kitchen awaiting their first run. I'm so excited, I can hardly express my feelings of gratitude. I know that my parents will now be paying for the laundry service, but what a generous and helpful gift they have given me...they are great parents!

I haven't used them yet...but tomorrow morning, I will take on my Mount Everest...and it wont be without oxygen!

Thanks Mom and Dad...you have just taken a load off of my shoulders:-) and blessed me with a very precious gift.

Blessings,

Sommer

Sunday at Rest

Make a joyful noise unto the Lord, all ye lands.

Serve the Lord with gladness: come before his presence with singing.

Know ye that the Lord he is God: it is he that hath made us, and not we ourselves; we are his people, and the sheep of his pasture.

Enter into his gates with thanksgiving, and into his courts with praise: be thankful unto him, and bless his name.

For the Lord is good; his mercy is everlasting; and his truth endureth to all generations.

Psalm 100:1-5

Something to Ponder....

" A mother is a chalice, the vessel without which no human being has ever been born. She is created to be a life-bearer, cooperating with her husband and with God in the making of a child. What a solemn responsibility. What an unspeakable privilege-a vessel divinely prepared for the Master's use."

Elisabeth Elliot

Quoted from Quiet Moments for Mothers compiled byJoyce & H. Norman Wright

Is He Crawling Yet?

Yes, I actually had someone ask me this this weekend. My Little Man is just now six months...I don't know many wee bairns that have begun crawling at this age. And I really have no desire to rush the little darling! Of my three children, I have successfully nursed him the longest, he smiles and chatters regularly and right now he is tucked into the crook of my arm refusing to stay asleep in his own bed...only Momma will do right now:-)

Why do moms feel the need to compare, dare I say....compete, with others about their babies? Yes, there are times to worry if milestones are not met, but usually even the doctors say that babies vary greatly when they hit these marks. So, am I worried that he doesn't roll over consistently both ways or that he doesn't sit un-assisted yet? Not a bit of it!

But, I am a happy Momma, that would love to share with my dear friends what he has been up to...care to see?

Liam's first taste of cereal...yummy, oatmeal:

Let's practice sitting up:

Surely this is good progress and I am so proud he is my son! One day he will be crawling and then running, and I'll long for the days when only I could get him to sleep and patch his booboos. I'll ache to hold him once again in the crook of my arm, just as I miss those moments now with my girls, who seem to have no need of my hugs most times...but still, even now, they come to me with their hurts...what a blessing to be a Momma to my little dears!

Blessings,

Sommer