Momology

Flying Lessons

christinator5@aol.com (Christina) — Mon, 09 Nov 2009 05:00:00 +0000

This is what childhood should be.

Carefree

Full of joy

Full of freedom

Flying high into the sky

Laughter that makes your heart soar

Smiles that stretch your face almost painfully

The security of knowing you're loved

And yes, even scary tumbles from the swing

Because it's good to know that someone is there to catch you when you fall

It's good to know that it doesn't have to stop you

You can relish the comfort of a snuggle, and then brush off the dirt - and start again...a little bit smarter and a little bit stronger

You can learn that despite the bumps along the way, life is full of hope and promise and beauty.

Especially on a gorgeous fall afternoon at the park

With kitty cat rainboots on the wrong feet

Curing the Monday Blahs

christinator5@aol.com (Christina) — Fri, 06 Nov 2009 04:00:00 +0000

Some Mondays are just so very....Monday-ish.

Case in point: this past Monday.

The reason for our glum morning is a whole 'nother rant, but we decided to turn our frowns upside down with an impromptu trip to historic downtown. Think cobblestone streets, quaint little gift shops, dusty antique shops, friendly people everywhere - that's the downtown square. LOVE it, and we don't visit anywhere near often enough!

My girl is quite the little shopper these days, and she had a blast discovering all the little treasures.

And - of course! - posing in front of the full-length mirrors.

These concrete frogs are scattered throughout the area, each one decorated differently. This one made for a great sunny resting spot.

The couch at the art gallery was also good for sittin' a spell. Hmmm, I'm seeing a trend here. Apparently my kid likes to rest a lot?? (HA!)

The shops and frogs and rest-stops were all well and good - but none of those were Nadia's favorite thing. Nope, that honor was claimed by the SPICIES! I had bought a bag of Snyder's Hot Buffalo Wing Pretzels earlier, and the former Miss I-Don't-Like-Anything-Remotely-Spicy LOVED those things. Loved as in, I had to cut her off before she ate the entire bag in one sitting. Goodness. Hey, at least she's got good taste. They are seriously yummy, and I'm not entirely pleased that I had to share my snack! ;o)

I'd say it turned out to be a pretty darn good morning after all. Whoever said "The Mondays" are a bad thing?!

Sweets for the Sweet

christinator5@aol.com (Christina) — Tue, 03 Nov 2009 04:00:00 +0000

She has an orange-and-black bag bulging with sugary sweets...and yet there are two goodies that rank higher than fun-size chocolate bars and Smarties.

Actually, I take that back - there are three favorites. There's a flimsy little orange spider ring that The Girl finds truly awesome.

I can't claim to understand that reasoning, but it doesn't take too much effort to understand why the other two top the list.

I mean, they are cool! (not the mention, big - and size certainly does matter when it comes to treats!)

On a totally unrelated note, something seemed a little odd about one of Nadia's eyes today. Hmmm. :o)

Thanks to Baba & Pappy and MawMaw & Pepa for these special treats!

P.S. Color and exposure is totally wacky on these pics, but I don't feel like messing with it so they are what they are! I am becoming MUCH less of a perfectionist in my old age. :o)

Mommy's Little Monster

christinator5@aol.com (Christina) — Sat, 31 Oct 2009 05:00:00 +0000

One of her favorite movies lately is Monsters Inc (mine too!) and it has permeated our life.

Now, every time she gets going in a really big belly laugh, she gasps out "Monsters Inc would just love this for all the energy it makes!"

Let's just say the monsters aren't the only ones that appreciates the sound of her laugher. :o)

Au Naturale

christinator5@aol.com (Christina) — Wed, 28 Oct 2009 14:00:00 +0000

The best remedy for those who are afraid, lonely or unhappy is to go outside, somewhere where they can be quiet, alone with the heavens, nature and God. Because only then does one feel that all is as it should be and that God wishes to see people happy, amidst the simple beauty of nature. ~ Anne Frank ~

God writes the gospel not in the Bible alone, but on trees and flowers and clouds and stars. ~ Martin Luther ~

I love to think of nature as an unlimited broadcasting station, through which God speaks to us every hour, if we will only tune in. ~ George Washington Carver ~

Climb the mountains and get their good tidings. Nature's peace will flow into you as sunshine flows into trees. The winds will blow their own freshness into you, and the storms their energy, while cares will drop off like autumn leaves. ~ John Muir ~

I think it pisses God off if you walk by the color purple in a field somewhere and don't notice it.... People think pleasing God is all God care about. But any fool living in the world can see it always trying to please us back. ~Alice Walker, The Color Purple, 1982 ~

If the sight of the blue skies fills you with joy, if a blade of grass springing up in the fields has power to move you, if the simple things of nature have a message that you understand, rejoice, for your soul is alive. ~Eleonora Duse ~

In wilderness I sense the miracle of life, and behind it our scientific accomplishments fade to trivia. ~Charles A. Lindbergh ~

Earth is crammed with heaven, and every common bush afire with God. ~Elizabeth Barrett Browning~

Homecoming

christinator5@aol.com (Christina) — Mon, 26 Oct 2009 14:00:00 +0000

Yep, more football!

And this time it's a homecoming game.

Homecoming is a big deal in Texas. A really big deal. We're talking, it's perfectly normal to spend $100+ on a homecoming mum. And yet, I never went to a homecoming game as a teenager - ahh, the joys of homeschool!

But there's a first time for everything.

It was the homecoming game for the highschool literally across the street from us, the highschool that my little brother will attend next year (?! how is that possible?!), and Nadia and I went with Oma and Daniel.

Go Bulldawgs! It was so much fun to see all the hoopla. As for the game itself? Well, there's only so much you can say about a team that loses its homecoming game by 42-7. It was truly comical to see how much they suck. We sure did make some noise for the one and only touchdown they did mange to pull off, tho!

Here's the real highlight of the game and what you all really want to see - the cheerleader!

Her Daddy got her some really cool light-up pompoms....but they were, uhm, temporarily misplaced. They were missing for a good couple weeks, and then found just a couple days after the big game.

"Why are they all cheering over there, and we're not?" asked Nadia, and Oma explained that the other team had made a touchdown.

"A touchdown?" she exclaimed. "but that's what we want!"

You got it, kid!

All that hootin' and hollerin' and jumpin' around wore out our littlest fan as the evening turned cold and late. It sure was handy to have an Oma there to snuggle up next to!

She perked right back up for the halftime show, tho - and honestly, so did I. Wow, what a show. I was too entranced by the elaborate dance and athleticism on display to capture more than one image of it.

This last picture is for Nadia, who spent the first half of the game on princess-lookout and was ever so excited to see a real princess and prince (aka, homecoming king and queen) crowned.

It's not often a mother and daughter get to share a first - but this was the first homecoming game for both Nadia and me.

She just has me beat by over 2 decades.

Team Spirit

christinator5@aol.com (Christina) — Sat, 24 Oct 2009 03:00:00 +0000

I can't quite believe I'm saying this, but - I kinda like football.

I have to be honest and admit that for all the years I've been saying that I don't like football, the real truth was more like "I don't know anything about football and don't care to learn."

But in the last couple months I've been to several of my little brother Daniel's 8th Grade football games, and guess what??

I *gasp* have had a blast at them.

Who knew there was a football fan in me, just waiting to come out? I can almost follow the game now and make sense of what's happening. Impressive, huh?!

Of course, it doesn't hurt that I get to sit next to the cutest and most enthusiastic little fan around.

Oh my, Nadia is quite the little cheerleader. Yowza, the moves on that girl! Words can't express how adorable it is to watch her imitate the cheerleaders' every move and shout "lounder, louder, louder! hold that line!"...I'm gonna have to get it in video.

What I just don't understand tho, is how, even with Nadia rooting for them, Daniel's team has yet to win a single game this season.

Yep, that's right. they are UN-undefeated. *sigh*

hey, it's about more then the score, right?!

#65 - that's Daniel!

The absolute hightlight of the game for Nadia is seeing the mascot. Someone dressed up in a giant tiger costume is super exciting to me kid....but if that tiger waves at or otherwise acknowledges her, the ecstasy goes thru the roof! The moment captured in this picture was followed by a whole evening of "I really did get to 'high five' that tiger! Really, with my own hand! Really, it's true!"

The Treasure Hunter

christinator5@aol.com (Christina) — Tue, 20 Oct 2009 13:30:00 +0000

If you knew my niece, you'd so be giggling at this picture.

It's really not a very good capture of it, but still - I positively love her secret little smile when she's excited about something but trying to hide it. Cutest. thing. ever!

And there was lots of smiling going on for her big birthday party on Sunday. She's six now. As in, all the fingers on one hand plus one on the other hand too. Wow.

She had a treasure hunt party, complete with clues to find presents hidden all around the house and a treasure map with an "x" marking the spot where the goody bags were "buried" in the backyard and a treasure map cake with hidden treasure inside. Jen, you sure did put together a great party for her - the clues were SO cute!

It brought back memories for me too, of the birthday when I turned...oh, maybe 7 or 8? My parents surprised me with clues to lead me on a treasure hunt all through the house to finally find my brand new big-girl bike hidden in Dad's office. Since my birthday is in December and we lived in Missouri, it was cold and icy out...and yet that didn't stop Mom from running back and forth for half and hour, helping me stay upright on the bike. Good memories. :o)

But this post isn't about my birthday, it's about A's. So, here are some more pictures!

One of the clues included a secret code that had to be cracked in order to find the next hiding spot. Here she is hard at work, with her many eager helpers.

Once all the gifts were found, it was time to open them. You don't mind if I brag on my girl for a minute, do you? Good, because I was going to anyway! About a month ago, I got Nadia a little princess doll that I'd found at a thrift store. She liked it well enough, but A. LOVED it! Every time she came over, that doll was her constant companion. So I casually suggested to Nadia that she maybe she could give it to her cousin for her birthday...and Nadia was totally overtaken with enthusiastic agreement. It makes me proud to see what a generous and loving heart my daughter has - especially since she didn't claim the doll back when Anna pulled it out of the gift bag!

Here's Uncle D. reading one of the new books to all the girls - and Nadia with A's new yellow kitty cat tucked under her arm. Goodness, that girl and her love of cats!

Finally it was time for cake...

....and then some inky fun with her new stamps.

As the oldest of four little girls, we often think of A. as the "big sister" and "the big one"....but she really is still just a little girl. Happy Birthday to one my favorite big little girls!

Nadia's review of the birthday party: It was great and it was fun. I would like to go to her next party too. I think A. will probably invite me, right Mama?

Let's Hear it for the Bun

christinator5@aol.com (Christina) — Sat, 17 Oct 2009 03:00:00 +0000

Pigtails and braids are classic little girl hairstyles, but there's just something about a bun that makes me smile - especially when it's my little girl.

Yesterday was the first time I'd ever put Nadia's hair up in a bun, and oh. my. gosh!!! I thought I was going to pass out from the cuteness.

(even if it does make her look a bit too grown up...who is that poised, elegant little lady?!)

Another good thing about buns: even I can create a pretty darn good looking one. This is significant for someone like me who is all thumbs when it comes to hair. AND, Nadia's hair stayed up and neat all day. Three cheers for the bun!

Oh, and the reason she wanted a bun in the first place? It had to do with being a princess, of course. She usually selects either Aurora or Snow White as the princess of the day, but yesterday she chose Mulan and asked that her hair be UP like hers. Mulan - that's the first thing you think when you see a bun, right???

The outfit is totally her own creation too. She's such a little fashion stylist.

Penguins & the Not-So-Itsy-Bisty Spider

christinator5@aol.com (Christina) — Thu, 15 Oct 2009 03:00:00 +0000

just a few more pictures from our zoo adventures earlier this week. :o)

The penguins were the last stop of the day, and on the opposite end of the zoo - but they were worth the walk. Who can resist birds in tuxedo?! Nadia repeatedly trailed a finger along the glass, in hopes of getting the penguin to follow her. Out of twenty attempts, it finally worked once. Apparently, this means "the penguin really, really likes me a LOT!"

And then we had the giant spider web. I can't say I care much for spiders, but there are exceptions to every rule...and the giant spider shown here is the cutest one I've ever seen.

Wild Animals

christinator5@aol.com (Christina) — Tue, 13 Oct 2009 21:00:00 +0000

Turns out a damp, cool day is the very best day to visit the zoo. We met friends at the Dallas Zoo yesterday, and due to the weather we practically had the place to ourselves! It wasn't too cold or wet to make us miserable - just enough to scare everyone else off. Wusses. ;o)

It had actually been several years since I'd been to the Dallas zoo, and I hadn't been too impressed with it back then. I remembered concrete enclosures with steel bars and bored, pathetic looking animals. But it's undergone a tremendous face lift recently and it's now quite a nice zoo. The kids area is great! I'm thinking about getting a membership - considering it cost me $16 to get in yesterday, $60 for a full year of unlimited visits isn't a bad deal!

One of the (many!) things I love about Nadia is how she talks herself through things. She is not the bravest child these days, and she was quite wary of all the reptile and amphibians exhibits. At each one, she'd stand a few feet back clutching my hand and say "that really is a real (snake/spider/other), but it really is behind glass and we really are just safe." And then she would slowly go closer. She ended up loving all the lizards and frogs. So I guess she really IS the bravest child - bravery doesn't mean not being scared, it means confronting your fears and working through them and she did that admirably.

And? she even touched a snake. When the zookeeper first got the snake out for the kids to touch, she hung back with eyes as big as saucers. But then I asked her "do you think it would feel wet or dry?" and when answered "wet" I asked if she wanted to touch it and see. So she nodded, and once we made it to the front of the line her bravery held out long enough for her to test that hypothesis. So now she knows that snakes feel dry, not wet, even tho they look wet and slippery. :o) She also tells everyone that it was a "very, very, very nice snake!"

A few random animal shots, including the funny looking muskrat (I think?! can't remember for sure, hope I'm not making a fool of myself!)...

...and the adorable and friendly but stinky sea otter.

Feeding time for all the wild animals.

Notice how she's clutching the apple so that "the giraffe won't think it looks good and take it!"

And my very favorite series of photos from the day:

Unsurprisingly, Nadia fell asleep on the way home - but as I carried her in she awoke and struggled to get down. "I'm not tired," she insisted as I balanced her on wobbly feet - and then she walked straight to the couch, laid down, and didn't move until I woke her up 2 hours later. :o)

Here's to you, Ben!

christinator5@aol.com (Christina) — Sun, 11 Oct 2009 03:00:00 +0000

The first time I met Ben, he was just a cute little eight year old.

Now, well, he's no longer eight and he sure as heck isn't little!

But he pretty much is the kind of young man you hope your little boy will grow up to be.

My brother-in-law Ben is a senior in highschool this year, just a few months away from entering the world of college. He has been accepted at Texas A&M, where he plans to join the Corps of Cadets and study business & political science. Politics just might be a good route for him too, given his success in debate- in fact, there's a picture of him right now on his highschool's homepage for his victory at a recent debate tournament. He's also an award-winning swimmer, and a dedicated student and employee....and just an all around great kid. We're all proud of you Ben!

A few days ago, I got to take some senior pictures of him proudly sporting his letterman jacket and Aggie t-shirt. Lookin' good!

Sand Between the Toes

christinator5@aol.com (Christina) — Mon, 05 Oct 2009 04:00:00 +0000

The nearest beach is hundreds of miles away...but that didn't stop us from finding our own way to sink our toes into the sand on a sunny day. The volleyball court at the local park works just fine for "sand angels" - and making Mommy's car sandy for days! Oh, and the sailor dress is "vintage" from my own childhood, and although it was totally unplanned I think it's perfect for these "beachy" pictures.

Lovefest

christinator5@aol.com (Christina) — Thu, 01 Oct 2009 19:00:00 +0000

M&N - that's Me!

christinator5@aol.com (Christina) — Wed, 30 Sep 2009 05:00:00 +0000

Daughter...sister....wife....friend.....

These are but a few of the titles I have worn through the years, but there are none I've claimed more proudly than MOMMY.

There's only one person in the world that calls me by that name - which seems rather appropriate, since she is the center of my world.

Sometimes it just totally blows my mind to think that I am a mother! Not only have I somehow become an adult (huh? I don't always feel very grown up!), but I have a daughter. There's an incredible little girl who looks up to me and calls me Mommy. And she's all mine. Wow!

So, one afternoon last week Nadia and I sat at the kitchen table with a bucket full of foam ABC stickers and construction paper. After carefully spelling out several names (proud mommy sidenote - the kid knows ALL her letters!), she plucked a yellow "M" from the pile and stuck it to my forehead.

"This is so you always know who you are," she said. "You are my mommy, and that's for 'Mmmmm.'"

Of course I promptly found an "N" - in pink! everything's better in pink! at least, when you're a three year old girl it is! - and likewise labeled her.

The image below is the only one I managed to snap of my Little N tho, since she was too busy commandeering the camera and directing a photoshoot to actually pose for a shot.

Plus, that rosy letter didn't stay put for too long.

"Actually Mama," she decided, "the "N" should be for you too, because you are NADIA'S MOMMY!"

And she gently placed the N beside the M.

Okay, everyone together now - awwwww!

As I said: There are many titles I have worn through the years, but there are none I've claimed more proudly than NADIA'S MOMMY.

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Before asking, please review the following FAQ:
Did Nadia really take all of these pictures herself? No, but she did take the first two. And yes, I'm proud of the little protege!

Peace, Love and Rock & Roll

christinator5@aol.com (Christina) — Sun, 27 Sep 2009 05:00:00 +0000

Biker Babe

christinator5@aol.com (Christina) — Wed, 23 Sep 2009 05:00:00 +0000

I am totally in love this series of photos...but one of my favorite things about it is the dichotomy of seeing my princess-obsessed girly-girl as a tough biker chick/rocker. That is SO totally not her these days! But the stunning beauty? That really is all her. (yes, I'm a biased Mommy, and proud of it!)

Bowled Over

christinator5@aol.com (Christina) — Mon, 21 Sep 2009 18:30:00 +0000

Hi, I am Nadia. I went bowling. They had heavy balls. And they had - what are those long staight things called where you throw the ball to knock down the pins? Oh yeah -they had alleys. You put the ball on that silver thing and it goes sliding down onto the alley and it goes rolling to kick the pins down. It is very exciting and happy when they all get knocked down! It was lots of fun. It was easy, too. I went with Mommy and Caden and Cole and Miss Jaimee. And that's my story! I want to go bowling someday again. Bye!

See Jaimee's version of our super fun day here!

"R" is for "Random"

christinator5@aol.com (Christina) — Thu, 17 Sep 2009 14:30:00 +0000

Just a few random pictures from the last month or so!

This one of Nadia watching the rain is particularly appropriate right now, after a straight week of constant rain. Mr. Sun, where are you??? but, I am enjoying the cooler temps - I don't think the a/c kicked on at all yesterday!

It's a classic kid experiment, and Nadia did it with her Oma: adding drops of food coloring to water to learn how colors combine.

Just a photo of my pretty girl looking all dreamy!

Cowgirl Nadia rides again!

Coloring at Sunday School.

A few weeks ago, we got to see some friends we haven't seen in a while - it was a happy reunion!

Have a great day!

Golden

christinator5@aol.com (Christina) — Sun, 13 Sep 2009 13:00:00 +0000

As Good as it Gets

christinator5@aol.com (Christina) — Fri, 11 Sep 2009 05:00:00 +0000

Mint chip ice cream.

A hammock.

Sticky fingers.

Warm summer breezes.

Golden evening light.

Gales of girlish laughter.

It really is as good as it gets.

Wouldn't you agree?

ONEderful

christinator5@aol.com (Christina) — Tue, 08 Sep 2009 19:00:00 +0000

We are officially a baby-less family.

My brother's little girl has left behind the sweet world of babyhood and embraced the wider world of toddlerhood.

She's one year old!

Happy Birthday, sweet girl with the deliciously chubby cheeks and soft curls and never-ending grins!

I didn't manage more than a couple pics at her birthday party on Saturday...but I did get to snap a few when she and her Daddy stopped by the house one day last week.

Shake it, Shake it!

christinator5@aol.com (Christina) — Sat, 05 Sep 2009 21:30:00 +0000

Once upon a time, I was really good about staying in contact with people. I had a dozen different penpals growing up, and it'd be a pretty good bet that on any given day a thick envelope with girlish writing rested expectantly inside the mailbox.

Not to much anymore. Now, its rare for the little red mailbox flag to indicate anything more exciting than bills (blah).

I update this blog (semi)regularly, but personal letters have pretty much become a thing of the past. I really regret that and want to do better again. It's not right that the people I love the most hear from me so infrequently!

Thankfully, family means overlooking each other's shortcomings, and my dear grandparents love and support me despite the long lapses in communication. Their notes may end with gentle nudgings that it'd be nice to hear from Nadia and me more often, but they continue to come filled with their love. Thank you, Omi and Papou!

A couple weeks ago, Omi forwarded me some links along with the note "thought these would be fun to do with the girls, maybe you can make something cute," and a few days ago we tackled the first idea with the cousins.

The promise of a very special dessert for all little girls who eat a good dinner, proved to be very effective and soon enough we had 5 little girls waiting expectantly.

"This is the surprise?" asked the eldest in a dubious voice, looking at the ziplock bag in her hands full of salty ice. They all became a little more excited when we explained that they could make their own ice cream!

We distributed the individual ice cream making kits - 1 cup of half & half, 2 Tbsp sugar, and 1/2 tsp vanilla in a quart-size ziplock bag, sealed inside a gallon-size ziplock filled with ice and 1/2 cup salt) - to all our crazily-dressed little gals and for a couple minutes they shook and shimmied quite enthusiastically.

But it wasn't long before they began to complain of freezing hands, despite the oven mitts Oma had gotten for them to use as "cold pads." And so, Mommies and Aunts and Omas took over ice cream making duties.

The girls were quite content to kick back and relax while overseeing the preparation of their treats.

Finally Aunt Jenny checked and declared the ice cream ready to eat! It was sooo cool to see how the mixture really had solidified into slushy soft-serve ice cream!

Yum! This hand-shaken icy treat got 10 little thumbs up.

"Which kind of ice cream do you like best?" we asked, "this kind that you get to make yourself, or the kind you buy at the store?"

Four little girls unanimously agreed THIS KIND!!

One little girl clarified her answer a bit further: "Well, I like this kind best for taste, but I like the store kind best because it's easier!"

Hahaha!

Thanks for giving us an evening of fun, Omi - even from 1000 miles away! There's still some honeydew melon sitting in the fridge waiting for the next item on our "fun things to make" list.

After the girls had slurped up every sweet drop of ice cream - and been sprayed off in the hose! - we went inside to make get well soon cards for Papou who is in the hospital with pneumonia. Thank God he is doing better now, but we're still keeping him in our prayers!

A Lunch Date to Remember

christinator5@aol.com (Christina) — Tue, 01 Sep 2009 14:00:00 +0000

One of my favorite things about being a mom is getting to share things with my daughter - especially now that she's old enough to be a great little sidekick who gets excited about new experiences and l.o.v.e.s. to shop and hang out. Last week we had a little Mommy-Daughter shopping and lunch date - but this wasn't just any lunch.

It was lunch at the place where Mommy used to work!!!!!!

Yes, that statement deserves half a dozen exclamation points. At least, Nadia thinks it does. My little three year old was over the moon with excitement about this.

I was 15 when I started working at Culver's - my very first real job, other than babysitting. I honestly loved that job. I mostly worked at the drive-through, and I got such a satisfaction out of keeping everything running smoothly. Yes, I was an odd kid. :o)

So last week, Nadia and I stopped in for lunch there. This is the only Culver's location for miles around, and I hadn't been there in at least 6 years. It was a bit twilight zone-ish to see how much has changed but also how much is still the same - like, two of the people I used to work with, still working there! They remembered me, too.

Juicy Butter Burgers, crispy cheese curds, the best frozen custard anywhere, swiss melts to die for - I still know the menu like the back of my hand. But the one thing I really craved was a sweet and tart raspberry lemon cooler. So, we ordered a kids grilled cheese meal with two raspberry lemon coolers. Yum!

Nadia was one proud and excited little gal. "My Mommy used to work here!" she said to anyone who would listen. She enjoyed every bite and every minute spent there.

Which, of course, meant I too enjoyed every moment with my little sidekick.

The Will & Grace of God

christinator5@aol.com (Christina) — Sun, 30 Aug 2009 03:30:00 +0000

"The will of God will never take you where the grace of God cannot keep you."

I encountered this quote for the first time a few weeks ago, and its gentle reminder that He is in control and everything will work out for the best has been such a source of comfort for me. I haven't been able to find an author, but I did learn that the quote is actually the first line of a poem! Maybe it will touch the soul of one of you as it has me.

The will of God will never take you,
Where the grace of God cannot keep you,
Where the arms of God cannot support you,
Where the riches of God cannot supply your needs,
Where the power of God cannot endow you.

The will of God will never take you,
Where the Spirit of God cannot work through you,
Where the wisdom of God cannot teach you,
Where the army of God cannot protect you,
Where the hands of God cannot mold you.

The will of God will never take you,
Where the love of God cannot enfold you,
Where the mercies of God cannot sustain you,
Where the peace of God cannot calm your fears,
Where the authority of God cannot overrule for you.

The will of God will never take you,
Where the comfort of God cannot dry your tears,
Where the Word of God cannot feed you,
Where the miracles of God cannot be done for you,
Where the omnipresence of God cannot find you.

Everything happens for a purpose.
We may not see the wisdom of it all now,
but trust and believe in the Lord
that everything is for the best.