Brookelyn's newest accomplishment - getting into the fridge! I never thought the fridge would be something I need to child proof but after the past two days, I think I need to. Yesterday I heard some noise and called for her to come here.. this is what I saw
She had found the bottle of heavy cream and drank it!!! Today I dozed off on the couch while she was watching her morning movie and I awoke to a gallon of open milk sitting on the floor. I picked it up and started looking for the cap when I realized there was cilantro floating in it!! Thankfully the cilantro wasn't in there long enough to infuse the milk but still, she can drink that milk and I will drink from the fresh gallon :)
A friend of mine posted this on their facebook and it encouraged me so much I want to
share it! Hope you are encouraged as well.
(courtesy of Keith Trevolt)
This reverse of Psalm 23 sent to me by Mr. Nick Middleton was a solid reminder to me of God's goodness and benefits that we have in the Authentic and Unchanging God. Sometimes I think we cherish the real thing when the opposite is compared and contrasted.Though, it's not necessary to have to experience the opposite of God's goodness to embrace His richness. I included the real Psalm 23 below. David Powlison wrote this anti-psalm 23:
I'm on my own.
No one looks out for me or protects me.
I experience a continual sense of need. Nothing's quite right.
I'm always restless. I'm easily frustrated and often disappointed.
It's a jungle — I feel overwhelmed. It's a desert — I'm thirsty.
My soul feels broken, twisted, and stuck. I can't fix myself.
I stumble down some dark paths.
Still, I insist: I want to do what I want, when I want, how I want.
But life's confusing. Why don't things ever really work out?
I'm haunted by emptiness and futility — shadows of death.
I fear the big hurt and final loss.
Death is waiting for me at the end of every road,
but I'd rather not think about that.
I spend my life protecting myself. Bad things can happen.
I find no lasting comfort.
I'm alone ... facing everything that could hurt me.
Are my friends really friends?
Other people use me for their own ends.
I can't really trust anyone. No one has my back.
No one is really for me — except me.
And I'm so much all about ME, sometimes it's sickening.
I belong to no one except myself.
My cup is never quite full enough. I'm left empty.
Disappointment follows me all the days of my life.
Will I just be obliterated into nothingness?
Will I be alone forever, homeless, free-falling into void?
Sartre said, "Hell is other people."
I have to add, "Hell is also myself."
It's a living death,
and then I die.
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Psalm 23
I. A Psalm of David. The LORD is my shepherd; (That's Relationship!)
I shall not want. (That's Supply!)
II.He makes me to lie down in green pastures; (That's Rest!)
He leads me beside the still waters. (That's Refreshment!)
III. He restores my soul; (That's Healing!)
He leads me in the paths of righteousness (That's Guidance!)
For His name's sake. (That's Purpose!)
IV. Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, (That's Testing!)
I will fear no evil; (That's Protection!)
For You are with me; (That's Faithfulness!)
Your rod and Your staff, they comfort me. (That's Discipline!)
V.You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies; (That's Hope!)
You anoint my head with oil;(That's Consecration!)
My cup runs over. (That's Abundance!)
VI. Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me All the days of my life; (That's Blessing!)
And I will dwell in the house of the LORD (That's Security!)
Forever. (That's Eternity!)
I'm on my own.
No one looks out for me or protects me.
I experience a continual sense of need. Nothing's quite right.
I'm always restless. I'm easily frustrated and often disappointed.
It's a jungle — I feel overwhelmed. It's a desert — I'm thirsty.
My soul feels broken, twisted, and stuck. I can't fix myself.
I stumble down some dark paths.
Still, I insist: I want to do what I want, when I want, how I want.
But life's confusing. Why don't things ever really work out?
I'm haunted by emptiness and futility — shadows of death.
I fear the big hurt and final loss.
Death is waiting for me at the end of every road,
but I'd rather not think about that.
I spend my life protecting myself. Bad things can happen.
I find no lasting comfort.
I'm alone ... facing everything that could hurt me.
Are my friends really friends?
Other people use me for their own ends.
I can't really trust anyone. No one has my back.
No one is really for me — except me.
And I'm so much all about ME, sometimes it's sickening.
I belong to no one except myself.
My cup is never quite full enough. I'm left empty.
Disappointment follows me all the days of my life.
Will I just be obliterated into nothingness?
Will I be alone forever, homeless, free-falling into void?
Sartre said, "Hell is other people."
I have to add, "Hell is also myself."
It's a living death,
and then I die.
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Psalm 23
I. A Psalm of David. The LORD is my shepherd; (That's Relationship!)
I shall not want. (That's Supply!)
II.He makes me to lie down in green pastures; (That's Rest!)
He leads me beside the still waters. (That's Refreshment!)
III. He restores my soul; (That's Healing!)
He leads me in the paths of righteousness (That's Guidance!)
For His name's sake. (That's Purpose!)
IV. Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, (That's Testing!)
I will fear no evil; (That's Protection!)
For You are with me; (That's Faithfulness!)
Your rod and Your staff, they comfort me. (That's Discipline!)
V.You prepare a table before me in the presence of my enemies; (That's Hope!)
You anoint my head with oil;(That's Consecration!)
My cup runs over. (That's Abundance!)
VI. Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me All the days of my life; (That's Blessing!)
And I will dwell in the house of the LORD (That's Security!)
Forever. (That's Eternity!)
2 comments:
Gotta love the mischievous side of children! Your daughter is beautiful, Jana! And cute, too :)
I love that little girl! I love the big girl, too, who gets to drink the cilantro-free milk.
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