So the routine...

...of this crazy household has finally begun.

Kianna's in kindergarten every morning
I'm finding time to do administration work for a missions organization
Small group is starting tonight
I STILL babysit 2 little boys (in addition to my own 2 children) Monday-Friday
Youth group is still on Fridays and I love it
Hubby is doing the junior high youth group on Tuesdays...

It looks as if things are going full speed now that September is nearly over.

And I ALREADY NEED A HOLIDAY!!!!

Ok, maybe I just need a holiday from the kids

A person's allowed to dream, right? ;)

I've also been spending more time in my bible. As I've been reading, I've been realizing that God isn't only the kind, concerned, loving God that we seem to hear about in church every Sunday. In the Old Testament it appeared to me that He was more blood-thirsty and craving revenge on those who didn't follow his will. At least that's how I imagine a non-believer to view things.

I've been processing this new realization for myself at how things were before The Ultimate Sacrifice happened with Jesus' death and resurrection. People were always sacrificing animals and sometimes even their own children in order to appease the gods. Our God, the one and only God, wanted blood sacrifice and accepted it in the form of animals on countless occasions which are recorded in the Bible.

I can see why God ultimately sent His son to cover our sins. There was then no more need for these animal offerings because Jesus was the final Sacrifice.

I'm still processing this so bear with me as I try to convey my thoughts...

(after all, isn't that what a blog is for??? )

:)

First day of Kindergarten..

Kianna started kindergarten today.

I brought her to her classroom. We found her locker, changed out of her coat and outdoor shoes and into her indoor shoes. We placed all of her labeled school supplies in the designated area.

"Mom, when are you leaving?"

"Mom, are you going to go yet?"

The teacher read the kids a story about a raccoon who was scared on his first day of school and how it's mother gave him a kiss on the palm of his hand.

The teacher gave the kids a little heart to put in the palm of our hands (parents) and then they said good-bye and we left our children there in her capable hands.

My daughter had no worries about me leaving. She couldn't wait for me to go!

I guess she's ready for this new world called school.