What a beautiful song

No Greater Love
You loved me when I was so unlovely
You sought me when I was lost
You showed me how much You really loved me
When You bought me at the highest cost

There's no greater love than this
There's no greater love than this
That a man would give his life for a friend
There's no higher sacrifice
Than a man would give his life
You have paid the highest price for me

You chose me when I was so unworthy
You cleansed me with Your own blood
You clothed me with righteousness and mercy
And You crowned me with Your steadfast love

http://www.imeem.com/pabslike/music/ENgUE-of/don-moen-no-greater-love/

BabyWheel's First Day of Preschool

We love BabyWheel's new school. Her teacher is very sweet and energetic and seems to be very knowledgeable. We pray that she learns a lot.

I cried like a baby...I mean it's not not she hasn't ben in daycare before, but she looked so tall and like a big girl, that my heart just melted.

Here are some shots ;)

Nothing Changes

A group of minority kids were turned away from a suburban pool that they PAID membership for...

Little White Dress

You know the kind of person who goes so slow when they're driving in front of you or they're at the store in the checkout line and they are moving as slow as molasses??

Well, I was doing a return at the mall last night, and there was this woman who was in line in front of me. She went on and on AND ON with the cashier about returning this toddler white dress. (It was one of those fancy ones like for communion or even for a little flower girl.

The manager was adamant about not allowing the woman to return the "specialty" dress. The customer was almost in tears, but understood and got some luggage in exchange for the dress at the department store. The woman was just sort of talking aloud about what she planned to do with the luggage and was a little annoying....

One sentence changed everything...

The woman said to the manager....I was going to use this dress to bury my grandbaby, but my daughter already bought her a dress.

It stopped me in my tracks. The woman started to cry, but the manager was not relenting on the policy.

It made me think...the next time I get annoyed with someone for being slow or for talking a little too much, I need to consider what is going on in their lives.

Patience is a virtue.

I came home and hugged my little girl and thanked God that I did not have to buy a dress for her.

Surgery

I am amazed at God and His way of using technology to heal us.

Unfortunately, we lost a baby a few weeks ago, and I had to have surgery yesterday in order to correct some issues related to that.  Really, the point of the post is to talk about care....and love for people.

I am the sort of person that if someone passes away, I am the first one to call, make a meal or just go and comfort the person.  If someone has a bad hair day, I'm over with a hat and a glass of something bubbly to take the blues away..

I now realize that as much as I genuinely enjoy DOING those things for people, in some ways I also expected those things in return.  I have learned to adjust my expectations and realize that I am an odd bird. I am what I would call a first-responder...always on the scene, right in the thick of it for those I love.  

Everyone is not wired like me. I have to learn to accept that.

I can recall when tragic things happened in our lives, and no one seemed to respond. While that was hurtful, I can understand the viewpoint that people just don't know what to do or to say.

Today, two friends made me lunch (thanks for the soup) and then dinner for my family (the ziti and cake were FABU) *burp* One just came over without calling, and I was groggy, funky and all, but she showed love...she listened to my fears and my concern for our reproductive future.  

Jesus said in Matthew 25:35

"I was hungry, and you gave me something to eat. I was thirsty, and you gave me something to drink. I was a stranger, and you took me into your home."  

We have gotten away from the basics of loving each other...not only in my small situation, but in general.

This is not an indictment on the people who know me and read this blog, but really just sharing my heart about what makes me who I am and how I grow in relationships.

-MommaWheel

Happy Anniversary

8 years ago, 5.19.01, I made the best decision of my life and married my best friend. I was so nervous, and yet, absolutely at peace, knowing that God made us for each other.  

I had a replica of our wedding cake made and it was delish. I did a little tweaking and put his fave, strawberries and my fave, chocolate on the inside.

YUMMY!

She's Sharing, Ya'll

So we go to this fun grocery store to get some stuff for a party and we run into the cutest little girl with her mommy. I'll let Babywheel tell the story since it's about her:

Backstory: When we go to T ra der J o es, Babywheel always gets a balloon...we don't even have to ask. She does not have to sit with her mouth agape, wondering if she can have one...they just give her one because that's what they do at the store. I mean, what 2 y/o doesn't want a balloon when they go to the store?

Today: We are in Weg man's and Babywheel sees one of the men who work at the store holding a balloon...she starts to whine...I want one.  SO, I ask the man if the balloons are for display or can she have one. They gladly cut the balloon off the little weight and give it to babywheel...score.

Later, we see a little girl about 4 years old with her mom, and Mommy asks me...where we got the balloon. I told her we sorta had to bribe to get one.  

Mom starts to explain that in Buffalo, where she's from, all the kids get balloons no matter what....kinda like at Tr a der Jo e 's for us...anyway,

Babywheel out of nowhere starts taking the balloon off her wrist to give it to the little girl.  I said are you done with the balloon? Babywheel says yes...and says she wanted to get down out of the cart to give it to her.  

I kinda chuckled because the other mom was about to cry because she thought it was such a sweet gesture.  Then both Poppawheel and I along with the other mom extolled the girls on their sharing abilities and went on our merry way.

Later, out of the blue, we see this family again....but the little girl has a lollipop in her hand. She gives it to Babywheel in an effort to share the love.

 What a sweet gesture. I wish our world was this way.

We left the store and went to play skeeball at DnB for hours and had a wonderful time! :)

What a great day!

In other news....The night before, I did makeup for a prom. In my former life, I used to do this all the time. It make me feel great to make someone feel beautiful. I love to correct the lies that women tell themselves by spewing compliments about their beauty. When I do makeup, I feel like I am just sharing what is most precious to me....my ability to be creative and create something beautiful out of someone that may be nervous before a wedding or a prom or a fun event.