We were on our way to pick Daddy up from work the other day (he was going to help us shop at the commissary) when Caleb told me that he "had a really funny dream when it was dark and night time." I asked him to tell me what the dream was about and this is what he said:
"Once upon a time there were some chefs and bully boys and the bully boys were bombing the chef’s house. And the chef said, 'what this place is a mess,' and then the bully boys went running away in the rain forest and turned into prickly trees and the pricklies got on the chef."
As he was was telling me his dream he was laughing his contagious belly laugh! I thought that his dream was quite imaginative since I am not sure that he knows what "chefs" are? I do know where he got the term "bully boy." That is a term of endearment that we call Luke because he has been known to be a bully to other kids so we call him "Bully Boy Maddry." He is for sure the cutest Bully Boy we have ever seen!!
Wednesday, January 31, 2007
Tuesday, January 30, 2007
It is well with my soul
I have been feeling like my life is so out of control these past few months. Finding out we're having twins, getting so sick, Joseph's long unpredictable hours, and last night I started having contractions at 10 min. intervals. I am so anxious about Joseph leaving us for 6 1/2 weeks, how I'm going to take care of the kids, the twins coming during his hardest rotation, the Joseph leaving us again for 5 weeks after the twins are born and now these contractions...I'm feeling overwhelmed! I'm a mess. A control freak who is out of control!
So, I went to my bible study this morning and heard the following story:
IN THE 1870s Horatio Spafford was a successful Chicago lawyer and a close friend of evangelist Dwight L. Moody. Spafford had invested heavily in real estate, but the Chicago fire of 1871 wiped out his holdings. His son had died shortly before the disaster.
Spafford and his family desperately needed a rest so in 1873 he planned a trip to Europe with his wife and four daughters. While in Great Britain he also hoped to help Moody and Sankey with their evangelistic tour. Last minute business caused Spafford to delay his departure, but he sent his wife and four daughters on the S.S. Ville Du Havre as scheduled, promising to follow in a few days. On November 22 the ship was struck by the English ship Lochearn, and it sank in twelve minutes. Several days later the survivors landed at Cardiff, Wales, and Mrs. Spafford cabled her husband the brief message, "Saved alone."
When Horatio Spafford made the ocean crossing to meet his grieving wife, he sailed near the place where his four daughters had sunk to the ocean depths. There, in the midst of his sorrow, he wrote these unforgettable words that have brought solace to so many in grief:
When peace like a river, attendeth my way,
When sorrows like sea billows roll;
Whatever my lot, Thou has taught me to know,
It is well, it is well, with my soul.
It is well, with my soul,
It is well, with my soul,
It is well, it is well, with my soul.
Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come,
Let this blest assurance control,
That Christ has regarded my helpless estate,
And hath shed His own blood for my soul.
My sin, oh, the bliss of this glorious thought!
My sin, not in part but the whole,
Is nailed to the cross, and I bear it no more,
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul!
For me, be it Christ, be it Christ hence to live:
If Jordan above me shall roll,
No pang shall be mine, for in death as in life
Thou wilt whisper Thy peace to my soul.
But, Lord, ‘tis for Thee, for Thy coming we wait,
The sky, not the grave, is our goal;
Oh trump of the angel! Oh voice of the Lord!
Blessèd hope, blessèd rest of my soul!
And Lord, haste the day when my faith shall be sight,
The clouds be rolled back as a scroll;
The trump shall resound, and the Lord shall descend,
Even so, it is well with my soul.
excerpt taken from: http://chi.gospelcom.net/GLIMPSEF/Glimpses/glmps064.shtml
Does that story put things into perspective?!
Lord, this is what I want the anthem of my life to be in the next couple of months...and beyond!
So, I went to my bible study this morning and heard the following story:
IN THE 1870s Horatio Spafford was a successful Chicago lawyer and a close friend of evangelist Dwight L. Moody. Spafford had invested heavily in real estate, but the Chicago fire of 1871 wiped out his holdings. His son had died shortly before the disaster.
Spafford and his family desperately needed a rest so in 1873 he planned a trip to Europe with his wife and four daughters. While in Great Britain he also hoped to help Moody and Sankey with their evangelistic tour. Last minute business caused Spafford to delay his departure, but he sent his wife and four daughters on the S.S. Ville Du Havre as scheduled, promising to follow in a few days. On November 22 the ship was struck by the English ship Lochearn, and it sank in twelve minutes. Several days later the survivors landed at Cardiff, Wales, and Mrs. Spafford cabled her husband the brief message, "Saved alone."
When Horatio Spafford made the ocean crossing to meet his grieving wife, he sailed near the place where his four daughters had sunk to the ocean depths. There, in the midst of his sorrow, he wrote these unforgettable words that have brought solace to so many in grief:
When peace like a river, attendeth my way,
When sorrows like sea billows roll;
Whatever my lot, Thou has taught me to know,
It is well, it is well, with my soul.
It is well, with my soul,
It is well, with my soul,
It is well, it is well, with my soul.
Though Satan should buffet, though trials should come,
Let this blest assurance control,
That Christ has regarded my helpless estate,
And hath shed His own blood for my soul.
My sin, oh, the bliss of this glorious thought!
My sin, not in part but the whole,
Is nailed to the cross, and I bear it no more,
Praise the Lord, praise the Lord, O my soul!
For me, be it Christ, be it Christ hence to live:
If Jordan above me shall roll,
No pang shall be mine, for in death as in life
Thou wilt whisper Thy peace to my soul.
But, Lord, ‘tis for Thee, for Thy coming we wait,
The sky, not the grave, is our goal;
Oh trump of the angel! Oh voice of the Lord!
Blessèd hope, blessèd rest of my soul!
And Lord, haste the day when my faith shall be sight,
The clouds be rolled back as a scroll;
The trump shall resound, and the Lord shall descend,
Even so, it is well with my soul.
excerpt taken from: http://chi.gospelcom.net/GLIMPSEF/Glimpses/glmps064.shtml
Does that story put things into perspective?!
Lord, this is what I want the anthem of my life to be in the next couple of months...and beyond!
Monday, January 22, 2007
PINK...the new color for the Maddry household!!!
This pregnancy continues to bring us surprises! At our last ultrasound we were shocked with the news that Baby A & Baby B are GIRLS!! I was so convinced that we were having more boys. I didn't think that we knew how to make girls (I also never knew that twins were even an option for us!) Anyway, to say that we are all thrilled is an understatement. At first Caleb wasn't too excited because he wanted more brothers to play "army" with, but he is warming up to the idea of sisters. We have been getting fun pink gifts in the mail and Caleb is the first to "ooh" and "aah" with me! Luke has been carrying 2 baby dolls around with him at school and doesn't let anyone touch them and calls them "girls". I'm not too sure how much he understands, but he does identify anything pink to a baby. Joseph of course is super excited!! And already nervous about the teenage years!! I am beside myself!!! I love looking at clothes and am already working on the nursery. So exciting!!!
Saturday, January 20, 2007
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)