Twas the night before I send two
And my heart is aching
Second Grade and kindergarten??
It just may be breaking!
I am not a Momma
who cheers at The Stop
I'm not looking forward to quiet
Nor wanting to go shop
My kids on the other hand
are bursting at the seams
To bed they went
Having school-filled dreams
But the tears I shed
are not all in fear
as they are attending
a Christian school this year
Their backpacks are ready
their lunchboxes packed
I've even included
their mid-morning snack
A skirt and pink top
with matching socks and brown shoes
A red plaid shirt and jeans
colored dark denim blue
It is hard to believe
they're getting this big
I know all too soon
they'll be learning Trig
For now I am busy
with schedules and soccer games
piano and homework
and learning friends' names
Momma's a second-hand learner
as we all journey this path
learning all about God's love
and His holy wrath
Praising His Name
and commiting to heart
His Word and Commandments
praying never to part
So may this new journey
be one full of cheer
We're all trusting God
For a fantastic school year!
Tuesday, August 23, 2011
Tuesday, April 5, 2011
Fall (and now spring) Soccer!
Brayden's Soccer picture
Team photo!! What a great bunch of boys!
Getting ready to be goalie for the quarter!
This would be my Gram and Dad on the sidelines.
Needless to say...it was COLD!!
Another team photo =)
Go Fireballs!!
I offered to take the team pictures this fall. I took TONS of action shots each game and also group/individual photos. I had so much fun! We just started the spring session of soccer and I am very much looking forward to it. The blog needed a serious update and I can only use previously uploaded photos at the moment =( Thankfully I had all of the fall season uploaded already!! Until the first week of June, soccer will be the activity every Tuesday and Thursday evening and Saturday mornings. It is fun to watch Brayden learn and grow in his skills. He has a great group of boys on his team--we are so thankful for that! I know that he loves being with the boys after days on end of a house full of girls...poor guy! He counts down the minutes until his Dad pulls in the driveway. So here's to a great Spring season!!
GO FIREBALLS!!
Monday, January 24, 2011
Grampa Whitney's Poem
I was asked to compose a poem to be read at Grampa's funeral service. The hardest two pages I've ever read in my life. But I've never been more honored and humbled in my life. What a blessing to give tribute, as one of the speakers noted, to a mountain of a man.
~~~~~~~~~
Reverend Andrew Jackson Whitney.
Grampa. A great man indeed.
Great only because he knew his greatest need
Was to bow the knee, make the LORD King
Not just in some areas—but over everything.
So how do you sum up the qualities of a man
Who lived a full and blessed life through following His Plan?
The blessing is that there’s no secret side to reveal
No matter how you knew him, Grampa was always real.
The Fruits of the Spirit were ever apparent
Grampa died to self and became transparent
So that the love of Jesus could shine and work through
His earthly body for there was God’s work to do!
A servant’s heart; a man of strong conviction,
He was a breath of fresh air
In a world of contradiction.
His undying love for Gramma was so beautiful to behold
At times he would say that he didn’t feel whole
But Grampa kept his eyes looking to Heaven above
Drawing strength from Jesus and His perfect Love.
Grampa loved to play jokes; was quite the funny guy
There was often a mischievous twinkle in his eye.
Retelling stories, often in jest
Poking fun and making sure the point wouldn’t rest.
Grampa’s large, powerful hands would greet you with a squeeze
And happily cradle a child on his knees.
With those hands he would lovingly build a fire
Keeping his granddaughter warm when she tired.
Writing letters, emails, and birthday cards
With reminders of keeping our lamps trimmed and hearts on guard.
Grampa established a family altar of prayer
6:30 Wednesday mornings we all would meet there.
He was so often our steady when life felt unstable
A stalwart reminder that God is always able.
So though we sit and shed tears in this earthly place
In our sorrow there’s a greater joy
For Grampa left us with a great heritage of faith.
So, Grampa, we follow your lead--We know the LORD is soon returning
And, praise Jesus, we’ll keep our lamps burning!
~Mandy Yount
January 22, 2011
~~~~~~~~~
Reverend Andrew Jackson Whitney.
Grampa. A great man indeed.
Great only because he knew his greatest need
Was to bow the knee, make the LORD King
Not just in some areas—but over everything.
So how do you sum up the qualities of a man
Who lived a full and blessed life through following His Plan?
The blessing is that there’s no secret side to reveal
No matter how you knew him, Grampa was always real.
The Fruits of the Spirit were ever apparent
Grampa died to self and became transparent
So that the love of Jesus could shine and work through
His earthly body for there was God’s work to do!
A servant’s heart; a man of strong conviction,
He was a breath of fresh air
In a world of contradiction.
His undying love for Gramma was so beautiful to behold
At times he would say that he didn’t feel whole
But Grampa kept his eyes looking to Heaven above
Drawing strength from Jesus and His perfect Love.
Grampa loved to play jokes; was quite the funny guy
There was often a mischievous twinkle in his eye.
Retelling stories, often in jest
Poking fun and making sure the point wouldn’t rest.
Grampa’s large, powerful hands would greet you with a squeeze
And happily cradle a child on his knees.
With those hands he would lovingly build a fire
Keeping his granddaughter warm when she tired.
Writing letters, emails, and birthday cards
With reminders of keeping our lamps trimmed and hearts on guard.
Grampa established a family altar of prayer
6:30 Wednesday mornings we all would meet there.
He was so often our steady when life felt unstable
A stalwart reminder that God is always able.
So though we sit and shed tears in this earthly place
In our sorrow there’s a greater joy
For Grampa left us with a great heritage of faith.
So, Grampa, we follow your lead--We know the LORD is soon returning
And, praise Jesus, we’ll keep our lamps burning!
~Mandy Yount
January 22, 2011
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