tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1308646638505268392026-04-28T15:42:34.109-04:00Keeping a Quiet Heart...My thoughts on faith, family, growing up, and other life adventures...heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14560192477499290803noreply@blogger.comBlogger239125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-130864663850526839.post-56265519866147989732015-01-19T14:00:00.001-05:002015-01-20T09:01:49.168-05:00Thank You, Covenant!
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mso-font-signature:50331648 0 heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14560192477499290803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-130864663850526839.post-29441439123033379702010-10-28T15:47:00.000-04:002010-10-28T15:47:20.726-04:00ChooseI know. I haven't blogged in awhile. You've probably deleted me from your RSS feed, or given up on ever hearing anything significant from me again. I attempted to get back into the swing last Monday with the first "Not Me!" in months. And then, I couldn't manage to find the time, the desire, or the words worth writing down, much less publishing on the blog. This is a long one; I guess I've had a heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14560192477499290803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-130864663850526839.post-63325774093746458262010-10-18T00:03:00.003-04:002010-10-18T09:25:29.238-04:00"Not Me!" Monday
Welcome! Are you feeling guilty for chewing your husband out over something completely inconsequential? Wondering if anyone noticed you sneaking bites of ice cream right out of the carton? Perhaps you just gave in and let your kids run willy-nilly through the backyard all afternoon, eating countless birthday cupcakes and without so much as a glimpse of a nap. No worries! "Not Me!" heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14560192477499290803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-130864663850526839.post-88531827727970676352010-10-08T01:55:00.001-04:002010-10-08T02:00:26.598-04:00IncredibleI'm sorry. I'm running out of adjectives, so I have to just start using the same ones again.
Our last full day in Sydney was incredible. After breakfast, we just left the hotel and started walking. We had a general idea of what we wanted to see, but no definite plan. That, to me, is awesome.
I really appreciated that Sydney was looking out for us. I mean, the roads are so much more attractive heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14560192477499290803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-130864663850526839.post-32666252227803877142010-10-06T17:09:00.001-04:002010-10-06T17:10:32.222-04:00Sunday in SydneySunday in Sydney was Hillsong Church. We went to the mothership, in Baulkham Hills. What a valuable experience for both of us! Kyler and I have always enjoyed visiting other churches and observing how they run ministries, organize spaces, and just how they "do" church. And since Kyler is a youth pastor and I am a worship leader, and since Hillsong is one of the more prominent church models out heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14560192477499290803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-130864663850526839.post-78622342813555096062010-09-03T22:57:00.005-04:002010-09-03T23:06:23.563-04:00Just As Amazing Yes.
As a matter of fact,
Sydney was
just as amazing
in person
as it looks in pictures.
All throughout the weekend,
as Kyler and I walked around Circular Quay,
I must have said a hundred times,
"I can't believe I'm actually here."
And I meant it.
Striking by day, but just heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14560192477499290803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-130864663850526839.post-51926009632850452472010-09-01T00:35:00.000-04:002010-09-02T00:38:37.700-04:00Baby MineWhere oh where did the time go? Our sweet baby boy is already one year old! And what a year it has been. A year full of incredible challenges and countless joys. For a fact, it has been a crazy tough year, but I wouldn't trade it. Maybe omit a thing or two....nah.
Callan loves music, and that warms this Momma's heart. His favorite lullaby is a chorus I've sung to all the boys, "Baby Mine" from heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14560192477499290803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-130864663850526839.post-38169950914936564412010-08-30T17:16:00.000-04:002010-08-30T17:16:44.354-04:00Sheep on the BeachThis post is not all about sheep. Or beaches.
But there are lots of pictures of both.
Just so you know.
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On Friday, we woke up to this:
And then, (depressed we were leaving...) we packed our suitcases and prepared for the five hour drive from Dunedin to Christchurch. But first, there were a few things that piqued our interest in our heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14560192477499290803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-130864663850526839.post-53263231963504530622010-08-27T00:16:00.001-04:002010-08-27T00:18:56.262-04:00The Steepest Street in the World
This is Baldwin Street.
Baldwin Street...
...is the steepest street in the world, according to the Guinness Book of World Records.
...has a slope angle of 38 degrees (35% grade).
...is home to fourteen houses.
...is only 1,150 feet long.
...is one of only seven streets in Dunedin known affectionately as heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14560192477499290803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-130864663850526839.post-48653672753110870762010-08-26T15:17:00.004-04:002010-10-19T11:16:27.113-04:00Trevor and Joan
Have you ever had a pen pal? I've had loads. A few I had for several years. I even remember a pen pal I had in 2nd grade. He was from Adelaide, Australia, and his name was Davinder Gill. I'm not sure I even spelled his name correctly; I think I only wrote to him about three times. Not because I didn't like him, (in fact I'm pretty sure I still heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14560192477499290803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-130864663850526839.post-49361990384285463562010-08-25T00:14:00.001-04:002010-08-25T23:17:20.428-04:00Queenstown Gardens & Dunedin
Waking up to this...
...makes it really difficult to leave a place.
So before we left, we decided to have a walk around the peninsula (in pic above and lower peninsula in pic below) that was home to the Queenstown Gardens.
The trees were big there. Reeeeeally big.
Sigh. I miss this view.
The little community beach I blogged about yesterday. Can't youheatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14560192477499290803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-130864663850526839.post-59680271902473212522010-08-23T20:25:00.001-04:002010-08-23T20:42:26.677-04:00Queenstown (Part 2)
As you can imagine, it didn't take us long to chunk our stuff down in our hotel room and set about exploring Queenstown. We were anxious to make the most of our time, since we only had roughly 24 hours in this gorgeous little gem of a town.
So, we bundled up (well, I did) and headed right out the door and across the street to the lake. And we made it, too, after failing to look the right heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14560192477499290803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-130864663850526839.post-4459537938094840722010-08-23T00:42:00.007-04:002015-01-19T12:46:47.362-05:00Queenstown (Part 1)
Please forgive me.
There. I've left it in your hands. Right from the outset, I am going to acknowledge that in this blog I very well may repeat myself. A lot. With words and with pictures. At least, it will seem like I do. And I'm pretty sure I'm going to run out of descriptive words. Believe me, I'll try to vary them. I mean, I've already got heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14560192477499290803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-130864663850526839.post-83054235992347593242010-08-22T01:41:00.003-04:002010-08-22T02:50:08.238-04:00Erin's Wedding Day!Wedding morning was a blur of activity. Kyler fixed breakfast for the bridal party while we hopped around back and forth between the hair and make-up people, who had come to the house around 7am. We had all kinds of fun getting pampered and all gussied up. In fact, while she was doing my hair, the hairdresser was kind enough to point out that I have several gray hairs sprouting on the back heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14560192477499290803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-130864663850526839.post-79419293992443175232010-08-21T10:59:00.000-04:002010-08-21T10:59:59.266-04:00More Melbourne, And Some FootballA post that is alternately titled:
"The rest of my pictures of Melbourne, but mostly all about Australian Rules Football"
And subtitled:
"...with one stinkin' humongous video that Kyler took at an AFL game, which Heather didn't go to because she was doing girly stuff with Erin and the other bridesmaids"
Ok! What day am I up to now? Friday? Right. Friday was fun! A little hectic, because it was heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14560192477499290803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-130864663850526839.post-46597571185379626752010-08-19T22:23:00.004-04:002010-08-22T19:37:11.671-04:00MelbourneOur first week overseas was spent in Melbourne, Australia, with one of my dearest friends, Erin. The whole purpose of our trip was to spend time with Erin, meet her fiance Phil, and attend their wedding. Erin was the Maid of Honour in our wedding and is from Australia. How did we meet? Wow, long story. It basically involves Los Angeles, golden keys, a few worship songs, ice cream, roughly heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14560192477499290803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-130864663850526839.post-86111739393122255902010-08-19T02:38:00.002-04:002010-08-20T19:14:42.732-04:00The Other Side of the World
Hello there! Yep, I know, I haven't blogged in forever. Maybe we'll talk about that later, maybe not. I've missed it. But there have been other, more important things (and lots of priority shifting) going on around here. Things like our kids, our house, and oh, yeah, our trip to Australia and New Zealand!!!
Can you tell I am so excited about this trip?! It was completely amazing and I'm just heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14560192477499290803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-130864663850526839.post-1834639967774220362010-06-15T17:45:00.000-04:002010-06-15T17:45:39.710-04:00Thank You!
Thank you.
Thanks for your words of encouragement and little messages of support. It's really great to know I have folks "out there" who will not only read all of my whining, but will sympathize and hang with me while I deal with it all.
Thanks to Carrie, Lori, Heather, Abs, Laura, and Lorraine for your Facebook messages. And thanks to Ginger, Shana, Carlaheatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14560192477499290803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-130864663850526839.post-19910083186383300022010-06-09T17:40:00.005-04:002010-06-09T20:00:03.478-04:00The Little ThingsOh man. I could really use some love this week. I am sooo discouraged. Really bummed. Depleted, exhausted, wind gone from my sails. Can I be real with you? (Well, I'm always real with you. I guess what I really mean is, will you tolerate a little venting?) Our house is still in shambles from the flood months ago, our family and ministry schedules are ape-baloney with zero time to work on the heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14560192477499290803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-130864663850526839.post-49409784782744127942010-06-07T05:33:00.009-04:002010-06-07T05:33:00.419-04:00"Not Me!" Monday
Welcome! Are you feeling guilty for chewing your husband out over something completely inconsequential? Wondering if anyone noticed you sneaking bites of ice cream right out of the carton? Perhaps you just gave in and let your kids run willy nilly through the house all afternoon without so much as a glimpse of a nap. No worries! "Not Me!" Monday was written just for you. It frees me up toheatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14560192477499290803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-130864663850526839.post-23329819046425992682010-06-04T21:49:00.001-04:002010-06-04T21:54:20.764-04:00Feeling Better, Feeling WorseWeeellll, I'm not feeling so hot today. Neither is Callan. In fact, I wish I were a baby right now (and if you ask my husband, he'd probably tell you I have been acting like one, but anyway). Babies have this great way of expressing, unhindered, exactly how they feel. And Callan has captured - for both of us - the past 24 hours. In a nutshell, we feel a bit like this:
Yep, that about covers it.heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14560192477499290803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-130864663850526839.post-36006585236744997822010-06-03T00:03:00.000-04:002010-06-03T00:03:00.944-04:00One Thousand Gifts
You can read about my decision to begin to count my blessings, at least intentionally and purposefully, here. And by all means, please join in the fun! Leave a comment about the gifts, however large or small, you have received this week.
#1-17 here, #18-39 here, #40-55 here. #56-76 here, #77-86 here.
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I am grateful...
87. for school secretaries whoheatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14560192477499290803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-130864663850526839.post-6912763206079300652010-06-02T19:11:00.001-04:002010-06-02T19:18:46.551-04:00Out of the Mouths of Moms
Oh my word. As if the things that come out of our children's mouths weren't enough. Indeed, they say the darnedest things sometimes. Don't believe me? Just check out one of my posts by the same name, like this one, or this one. But honestly, I think the things I hear myself say from time to time - okay, just about hourly - can be downright absurd. And as you know, I'm all about laughing at heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14560192477499290803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-130864663850526839.post-87881548522729638172010-06-02T00:03:00.000-04:002010-06-02T00:03:00.589-04:00Would You Rather? Okay! Here we go again! This week's question is....
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Would you rather be a window or a door?
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And actually, believe it or not, I actually did go back and answer heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14560192477499290803noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-130864663850526839.post-84321999304981048022010-06-01T15:04:00.000-04:002010-06-01T15:04:19.977-04:00Blog Playlist: DecisionWell, the "ayes" have it. And I, of course, am pleased as punch. Most of you who commented said that either you missed the playlist and wanted it back, or didn't mind it as long as it did not auto-play and you had the option of keeping it off.
So there you have it. The playlist is back (hooray!!). You can find it at the very bottom of the blog posts. It will not auto-play, you have to heatherhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14560192477499290803noreply@blogger.com0