by popular demand

http://tartu.blogspot.com/2004/12/recipe-from-my-mother-im-no-cook.html

"Come to Jesus" by Chris Rice

Weak and wounded sinner
Lost and left to die
O, raise your head, for love is passing by
Come to Jesus
Come to Jesus
Come to Jesus and live!

Now your burden's lifted
And carried far away
And precious blood has washed away the stain, so
Sing to Jesus
Sing to Jesus
Sing to Jesus and live!

And like a newborn baby
Don't be afraid to crawl
And remember when you walk
Sometimes we fall...so
Fall on Jesus
Fall on Jesus
Fall on Jesus and live!

Sometimes the way is lonely
And steep and filled with pain
So if your sky is dark and pours the rain, then
Cry to Jesus
Cry to Jesus
Cry to Jesus and live!

O, and when the love spills over
And music fills the night
And when you can't contain your joy inside, then
Dance for Jesus
Dance for Jesus
Dance for Jesus and live!

And with your final heartbeat
Kiss the world goodbye
Then go in peace, and laugh on Glory's side, and
Fly to Jesus
Fly to Jesus
Fly to Jesus and live!

Earth Hour

http://www.earthhourus.org/main.php

four years ago

http://tartu.blogspot.com/2005/03/my-mothers-obituary.html

I never remember the anniversary of my mother's death by the calendar date, but by the Church calendar: Maundy Thursday/Good Friday.

But Bobby and Katherine remembered and sent an e-mail to the family.

It's good to be loved!

Evelyn

how Chris is doing

http://chrischronicles.blogspot.com/2009/03/little-of-what-ive-learned-this.html

how this move has felt to me

EX 5:6 That same day Pharaoh gave this order to the slave drivers and foremen in charge of the people: 7 "You are no longer to supply the people with straw for making bricks; let them go and gather their own straw. 8 But require them to make the same number of bricks as before; don't reduce the quota. They are lazy; that is why they are crying out, `Let us go and sacrifice to our God.' 9 Make the work harder for the men so that they keep working and pay no attention to lies."
EX 5:10 Then the slave drivers and the foremen went out and said to the people, "This is what Pharaoh says: `I will not give you any more straw. 11 Go and get your own straw wherever you can find it, but your work will not be reduced at all.' " 12 So the people scattered all over Egypt to gather stubble to use for straw. 13 The slave drivers kept pressing them, saying, "Complete the work required of you for each day, just as when you had straw." 14 The Israelite foremen appointed by Pharaoh's slave drivers were beaten and were asked, "Why didn't you meet your quota of bricks yesterday or today, as before?"
EX 5:15 Then the Israelite foremen went and appealed to Pharaoh: "Why have you treated your servants this way? 16 Your servants are given no straw, yet we are told, `Make bricks!' Your servants are being beaten, but the fault is with your own people."
EX 5:17 Pharaoh said, "Lazy, that's what you are--lazy! That is why you keep saying, `Let us go and sacrifice to the LORD.' 18 Now get to work. You will not be given any straw, yet you must produce your full quota of bricks."

Monk

We watch "Monk" pretty much ever Sunday night. ("Poirot" is Saturday night, and that's the sum total of our weekly TV-watching!) We just watched this episode tonight:
http://www.usanetwork.com/series/monk/theshow/episodeguide/episodes/s6_ontherun1/index.html

Yes, we're a full season behind. I had to run to the computer and read the synopsis of the next episode! :-O But Tim and Elizabeth made me promise not to tell them what happens.

"It's a jungle out there!"

Evelyn

La Leche League

a group of moms from the Chicago suburbs got together to form a breast-feeding support group they called La Leche League. They were Catholic mothers, influenced by the Christian Family Movement, who spoke of breast-feeding as “God’s plan for mothers and babies.” Their role model was the biblical Eve (“Her baby came. The milk came. She nursed her baby,” they wrote in their first, pamphlet edition of The Womanly Art of Breastfeeding, published in 1958).

They took their league’s name, La Leche, from a shrine to the Madonna near Jacksonville, Florida, called Nuestra Señora de La Leche y Buen Parto, which loosely translates into “Our Lady of Happy Delivery and Plentiful Milk.” A more forthright name was deemed inappropriate: “You didn’t mention breast in print unless you were talking about Jean Harlow,” said co-founder Edwina Froehlich. In their photos, the women of La Leche wear practical pumps and high-neck housewife dresses, buttoned to the top. They saw themselves as a group of women who were “kind of thinking crazy,” said co-founder Mary Ann Cahill. “Everything we did was radical.”

La Leche League mothers rebelled against the notion of mother as lab assistant, mixing formula for the specimen under her care. Instead, they aimed to “bring mother and baby together again.” An illustration in the second edition shows a woman named Eve—looking not unlike Jean Harlow—exposed to the waist and caressing her baby, with no doctor hovering nearby. Over time the group adopted a feminist edge. A 1972 publication rallies mothers to have “confidence in themselves and their sisters rather than passively following the advice of licensed professionals.” As one woman wrote in another league publication, “Yes, I want to be liberated! I want to be free! I want to be free to be a woman!”

Jenny and Chris, up in a tree, H-O-L-D-I-N-G ... hands :-)

Loomaaed

Where Peter went with his school today: http://www.loomaaed.ee/



The Lasteaed went to the Loomaaed. :-D

The day before yesterday, they went to a puppet show. It's been a great birthday week for Peter!

Peter is 5 years old today!

let nothing disturb you ... all things are passing ... patient ... attains

Let nothing disturb you,
nothing afright you.
Whom God possesses
in nothing is wanting.
Alone God suffices.
All things are passing.
God never ceases.
Patient endurance attains
all things. — St. Teresa of Avila