Happy Valentine's Day, indeed

 Last night at our small group meeting, we discussed 1 Corinthians 7... specifically verses 25ish to the end of the chapter, but we had a good time puzzling over 29-31:

What I mean, brothers and sisters, is that the time is short. From now on those who have wives should live as if they do not; those who mourn, as if they did not; those who are happy, as if they were not; those who buy something, as if it were not theirs to keep; those who use the things of the world, as if not engrossed in them. For this world in its present form is passing away.

In other words, live open-handedly and don't get too bogged down in the Stuff of this life because it's just a blip on your eternal timeline, right? We then backtracked to verse 4 which says:

The wife does not have authority over her own body but yields it to her husband. In the same way, the husband does not have authority over his own body but yields it to his wife. 

We talked about how that would have been revolutionary at the time because the first part made sense in that ancient culture but the second half would have rocked their world. 

I raised my pointer finger, and rather smugly added, "so when your wife tells you to make your doctor's appointment..."

One of the other married guys didn't miss a beat. "But now I'm living as if I don't have a wife...." 

Yeah, well played, buddy.

Go schedule your stuff, everybody. It's halfway through February already. Heart health, GI health, mental health, all of it. Go make your appointments and then reward yourself with a Valentine's Day treat! Love you all!

Shoeless Damon Sebastian

This is the child,

the adorable child,

who makes me laugh every day.

This is the child,

determined child,

who does things his very own way.

This is the child,

the demented child,

who gets in the car without shoes.

This is the child, 

infuriating child,

who forgets to deliver the news.

This is the child,

good-thing-he's-cute-child,

who makes shopkeepers laugh in delight

Cuz it wasn't their kid

needin' a new pair of skids.

We found five dollar ones- outta sight!

This is the child,

sometimes wild-sometimes nice,

whose Mama is learning to double check twice.

This is the child,

with sweet, precious face,

who reminds his Mama to do life with grace.

***

For those of you not into poetry, the above story is true. It happened last night, in fact. Everyone was scurrying around, trying to get ready for back to back karate classes. The big kids go first and then Damon's class is second. He had his water bottle in one hand and his belt in the other and I told him to get his clogs on and get in the car. 

Apparently he only heard, "get in the car."

We're halfway to karate, which means we are physically out of town, before he realizes and mentions that he is shoeless, but does in fact have his socks on.

There really is no convenient place to pull over to bury a body, so I kept driving and dumped the big kids out of the car for their class, parked, piggybacked him into the nearest secondhand store, and presto. Third try's a charm, so he ended up with new shoes because 1) they fit and 2) they were only $5 and 3) he'd outgrown his old ones anyway. 

Naturally he thinks he got them because 1) they're Spiderman and 2) they light up and 3) they're velcro instead of laces.

I call it a win.

And once we were all back home, a pair of flip flops went into the pocket of the car door beside his car seat.

I call that a win- win!

Might as well just homeschool

Once again, we have no school. And it's still coming down. And we need to leave for karate in an hour. Bah, winter.

Damon decided to play outside two days ago. He wasn't fazed that he was out there by himself. He gleefully pelted snowballs all over the place. You can probably tell from the pictures that I was taking them INSIDE. I do enough shoveling that I didn't want to be out there again unless I absolutely had to be.

 

Well, today his sister joined him. I've mentioned before about the drifts. Here he is getting stuck in one...

 

 

Not sure what the dramatic flip was all about.

 

And not sure what's happening here, either, but it looks like CPR.

 

 

And now hauling his body off into the woods.

 

Just kidding!

 

Now scroll through these last few quick to see what it looked like in real life. I laughed so hard I had to put the camera down.