dear blog

I'm a blogger without a blog post. I implore my students to capture a slice of life within their blog posts.

Today, I am caught in a swirl of life, unable to make the catch.

Snow Day

Jacob was super eager to go out and help Gene shovel the walk this morning. He swept off the porch and made a path through the yard and cleaned off a path beside the cars partly, all before Gene got outside. I was watching from the window as moms often do, seeing a little boy not so little anymore. Gene was shoveling the big path down the driveway, working his way up and down the path. Every couple of seconds. "Dad, look at this, my shovel stands up in the snow by itself." "Dad, I want to help sweep off the cars." "Dad, I've got this." "Dad, I have a great idea. Let's scoop the snow this way." "Dad, I am tired. I am going to have to take breaks." He stands on the front porch for two, maybe three seconds. "Break time is over. Back to work." Gene: "I wish I had a snow blower." Jacob: "Maybe we can save our money for one. It really would be best if we had one." "Mom, I am so cold, mostly my hands are so cold. I have to come inside. Can I have some hot chocolate?"

things my son says, part 2

It's great having another reader in the family, generally. In this week's Sunday bulletin, there was a blurb about an upcoming girls night out. When Jacob read this in the bulletin, he says to me, "Mom I really hope you are going to go to this girls thing. Then we can do something FUN with dad."

Things my son says

Sunday's message was addressing the question that comes from Luke 14:28-35. When it comes down to it, are we really willing to follow Jesus if it costs us everything? (It does, by the way). Jacob was drawing during the service, so I expected he was also listening somewhat. I later asked him what he thought about giving everything up for Jesus. His reply, "Well, I did sing today."

For perspective, it might help to know that Jacob's least favorite part of Sunday worship is the singing.