The Portion of my Inheritance

Looking at things through the eyes of a child changes everything. It gives new perspective and everything becomes precious and exciting!

Time slows in these moments and the quiet settles in. The stillness allows for basking in the grand surroundings, through the eyes of a child.

Through the eyes of a child, seeing things created causes great awe and everything becomes magical, leaving you with a wonderstruck heart.

Small gifts become great treasures when found through a deep sifting, searching out the earth, unveiling what lies beneath, through the eyes of a child.

Simplicity and complexity mingle, merging together into one, unifying heaven and earth, in the eyes of a child.

His glory is found here, perfect and complete and it brings great joy to both the Lord and the child when it is seen through the eyes of a child.

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Genie: [sniffs tearfully] No matter what anybody says, you’ll always be a prince to me.

Sultan: That’s right! You’ve certainly proven your worth as far as I’m concerned. It’s that law that’s the problem.

Princess Jasmine: Father?

Sultan: Well, am I Sultan or am I Sultan? From this day forth, the Princess shall marry whomever she deems worthy.

Princess Jasmine: Him! I choose… I choose you, Aladdin.

Aladdin: [chuckles] Call me Al.

Quote from IMDb

And if it seems evil to you to serve the Lord, choose for yourselves this day whom you will serve, whether the gods which your fathers served that were on the other side of the River, or the gods of the Amorites, in whose land you dwell. But as for me and my house, we will serve the Lord.”  Joshua 24:15

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A typical Texas winter, with absolutely no snow! So in guided lesson number three we created our own.

Inspired by pinterest, once again, we begin our journey through layers and color.

The main lesson in this painting was blending, one of my favorite things to do. She was a little nervous about getting the paint too close together, and it took some convincing for her to let it go and mix away. It was hard for her to see at first, but when it started to come together she had fun with it.

While this layer was drying. . . . another painting.

Onto the second layer, painting in the snowman, along with his scarf, buttons and ear muffs.

So . . . . while this layer was drying. . . . a little beading.

The final layer really brought the whole painting together. She used a black paint pen and drew in the face and traced the snowman.

She signed her name and she was done!

This was a fun project and I think it turned out great.

“For to the snow He says, ‘Fall on the earth,’ And to the downpour and the rain, ‘Be strong.’ Job 37:6

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This is the second guided painting lesson with Aria.

This painting is all about Spring, with sky blue colors, bright, cheerful birds and red and pink apple blossoms.

The inspiration came from pinterest.

Just like the first one it was done in layers. She painted the base color, then waited for it to dry.

She used a play pizza cutter to make the branches.

After the second layer was dried, she moved on to the  flowers.

I pitched in and helped a little with the flowers, it was a little overwhelming for her.

The birds came last, and she was finished.

Look at the birds. They don’t plant or harvest or store food in barns, for your heavenly Father feeds them. And aren’t you far more valuable to him than they are? Matt. 6:26

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My time with my girls is so precious to me. I want our time together to be memorable for them, moments that fill their hearts with warmth and love. I strive to make each visit special, filling our days with laughter, snuggles, good food and teachable experiences. I want to share my limited knowledge with them, passing along to them my joys and loves, things that bring pleasure to me, and hopefully to them also.

Aria has been showing a great interest in art and does a good job at it. I am in no way an artist, although I do love art and I truly enjoy creating art in many forms, so I thought that art would be something that we could share and learn together.

I saw this picture on Pinerest and thought it would be a good painting for Aria to do. The painting was done in three layers. The first layer was the background. She mixed three colors together and painted the canvas, then went over the paint-while it was still wet-with a butter yellow.

After the first layer was dry she used an old plastic pizza cutter taken from her play-doh box and ran it through brown paint and made the stems. She then used a small brush to make branches.

After the second layer dried she used a sponge dabber to make her flowers.

She had a lot of fun doing this painting. Part of the lesson was for her to know that little mistakes, and clumps of paint are OK.

She gifted her mama with her masterpiece.

“Do not neglect the gift that is in you, which was given to you by prophecy with the laying on of the hands of the eldership.”  1 Timothy 4:14

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My special time with Aria has gotten to be less and less lately. With school, responsibilities and conflicting schedules, it makes it hard for us to spend time together. But now that school is out for summer, dance recital behind us and a little more time on our hands, we make the most out of it.

We spent some time working with pastels, expanding on the pond unit making lily pads.

We studied the nest that gumps had found and put in the apple tree for her to find.

She picked strawberries, and played in captured rain water.

She played Barbie dolls, and drew on the whiteboard.

And our time ended much, much too quickly.

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The day turned out to be a fun filled day of science, instruction and yummy food for gumps and Aria. 

Brookshires in Bridgeport had a crawfish boil, so gumps loaded Aria up and set off for town. She was able to see and play with the crawfish before they met their doom, and soon, they came home with dinner in hand . . .  yep, two pounds of crawfish!                 

At first, she wasn’t quite sure of these creepy little critters. She watched her gumps closely, asking questions, and eyeing every move he made as he ripped them apart and shelled them for just a tiny little bit of meat.              

But she was intrigued and her curiosity got the best of her, so she was willing to try. So they blessed their food and the adventure was on.                                                                                                 

Gumps fed her her first bite, and as she slowly chewed her eyes told us she was mulling it around in her thoughts, deep thinking it through.                                                                                             

She liked it!                  

She spent the time that it took for gumps to shell the the crawfish to examine them a little closer.  She inspected every inch of just about every crawfish on the plate, with much delight.                                                                                            

She asked him question after question about them and shared her findings with him.                              

Here is some of the conversation that I overheard:

“This is the best day ever gumps!”                                  

“This crowdad looks so ferocious, but I am very brave!”

“I’m too busy looking at science, because I am going to be a science mama when I grow up. Gumps,do you want to be a science guy when you grow up? Then you better act like it because I am studying these crowdads!”                                                        

‘Gumps, look at this, there are a lot of cool things about crowdads.”

“Gumps, does crowdads know that humans like to eat them? Well  . . .  they probably know now!”

The conversation went on and on until gumps convinced her to help him with the shelling.                                      

He guided her step by step as she shelled crawfish for the very first time.                                                        

After much work, she was able to taste the fruit of her own labors, and ya know, I think that was the sweetest bite of all!                        

Gumps sacrificed all his labor for Aria. She gobbled up the crawfish in just a fraction of the time it took to shell them, but gumps got more delight and enjoyment out of watching her then he would have gotten if he had eaten them himself.                                         

Jesus then came and took the bread and gave it to them, and likewise the fish.  John 21:13

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And here we are again.        

My girl and I . . . . remembering Him, giving Him thanks, worshiping Him, and just plain loving Him!

It’s Passover and we read of the account over and over again.       

We talk long and hard about the first Passover.  The talk of the plagues are serious and exceedingly expressive.             

And one by one we revisit those plagues.              

We read the script, the oppression of the Israelites and the meaning behind each precious item set before us on the table.          

We break bread~ His body that was broken for us~               

And the blood? Well . . . there is wonder working power in the precious blood of the lamb.

His blood, of the new covenant, which was shed for our sins.                                                                                  

And we partake. 

And Jewish music rang out and the violins played on as we feasted and celebrated our Lord Jesus on this important festival.                              

And the story continued on through the visuals and the reading of the most sacred Words.                    

And can we just say . . . One more time . . .   Thank you JESUS!                                   

There Is Power in the Blood 

Would you be free from the burden of sin?
There’s pow’r in the blood, pow’r in the blood;
Would you o’er evil a victory win?
There’s wonderful pow’r in the blood.

There is pow’r, pow’r, wonder-working pow’r
In the blood of the Lamb;
There is pow’r, pow’r, wonder-working pow’r
In the precious blood of the Lamb.

Would you be free from your passion and pride?
There’s pow’r in the blood, pow’r in the blood;
Come for a cleansing to Calvary’s tide;
There’s wonderful pow’r in the blood.

Would you be whiter, much whiter than snow?

There’s pow’r in the blood, pow’r in the blood;

Sin-stains are lost in its life-giving flow;
There’s wonderful pow’r in the blood.

Would you do service for Jesus your King?

There’s pow’r in the blood, pow’r in the blood;
Would you live daily His praises to sing?
There’s wonderful pow’r in the blood.

~Lewis E. Jones~

Therefore let us keep the feast, not with old leaven, nor with the leaven of of malice and wickedness, but with the unleavened bread of sincerity and truth.  1 Corinthians 5:7-8

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The secret to catching a monarch butterfly is to disguise yourself as a monarch butterfly! That way you can sneak up on them    unnoticed.              

And the search is on, high and low, tip toeing around so as not to be heard by the unsuspecting critters.                                 

And this is hard work and just when you get one in your eyesight, it soars through the air out of reach, and you’re just plum out of luck.

The conversation turns serious, with wide eyes, arched brow and a lisp, “Monarchs are the most fabulous, gorgeous, beautifulest, most popular butterfly in the whole wide world!”                                     

The warm afternoon is spent on this hunt, her darting from one butterfly to the next, and me following close behind, camera in hand,  taking great delight in this new adventure.      

Discouragement soon sets in, “Oh mammy, it’s no use! Butterflys don’t come anywhere near humans.”                      

And so this mammy takes the butterfly net and begins to chase the hugest monarch butterfly ever!               

Finally success!  We have in our possession the most fabulous, gorgeous, beautifulest, butterfly in the whole wide world!

He has made everything beautiful in its time.  Ecclesiastes 3:11a

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Don’t you just love a super hero?      

There is just something about a super hero that makes your heart skip a beat. 

A super hero always has a way of putting a smile on your lips!            

So awed by their feats of courage and their brave deeds. Always ready to help out in time of need.

Fighting for what’s fair and just, always on the side of uprightness.

Yet, at the end of the day, as they hang up the super hero cape . . . . .               

Turns out, a super hero is just an ordinary person that is willing to do extraordinary things.      

I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me. Phil. 4:13

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