Monday, December 29, 2008
wow, a new post, crazzy eh?
Saturday, December 20, 2008
a few days to go!
Well, thats all folks, i am sick of the library at the moment, but I can see my house from the window, nice perk.
Marry Christmas to all, if I dont get back here!!!
Wednesday, December 17, 2008
wow, we got some newssss
Friday, December 5, 2008
cutie crib time
To help nap time become nap time, I like to sing and sing untill I hear those little sweet breaths become nice and slowww. This morning we were singing a song I really love, "What a Friend I've Found," it goes something like this: "What a friend I've found, closer than a brother, I could search the world, and never find another. Jesus, Jesus, Jeeeesus, friend forever..." Levi was pretty restless soo, I started making up my own verses, what a hope, what a joy, what a love, what a peace, it was awesome singing of all the things Jesus our Lord is, and we can "never find another.." Before I knew it I was singing without an audience, little Levi was fassst asleep. It was sooo precious... what a Peace we've found, peace like no other...
Thursday, December 4, 2008
the "great's"
Wednesday, December 3, 2008
can you believe it? almost 5 months.... whoa....
Thursday, November 27, 2008
Thanksgiving Day for the Taylor's
Wednesday, November 26, 2008
ugg
Tuesday, November 25, 2008
family time
LOOK @ those blue eyes!! AHH, I can't get enough of them!
Saturday, November 22, 2008
FACEinHOLE
Soooo, i am trying for a contest, I am mentioning a great blog i read, http://www.mycharmingkids.net/ , the post is in honor of her daughter, Small Fry. If you havent checked out this blog its a must. If you wanna read about a true miricle, its also a must. They are a beautiful family of 4 kids, who love eachother, life, and Jesus, so what are you waiting for, go check it out!!!
Create your own FACEinHOLE
Friday, November 21, 2008
dear Joy
I have received a beautifulllll package with all kinds of birthday goodies in it, I LOVE IT!!! I have been wearing my kiwi apron non stop, lol, no really its on everytime i start to even think of cooking, its just grrrreat! And the "pookeko" plate is awesome, and the magnet is right on the fridge.. and the crunchies wellll, they are in my tummy! hahaha, nahhh not really i read the note that they are ment for youth group, ok, but i did eat one, and it was one of the BIG ONES< AHH, i know, baddd girl... no more for me! And yes, i have been getting your comments, i love them, soo if you could right one everytime you read i will be so thrilled, hehe... Do ya like the photo under this post? Miles and Levi in the cartoon? Great, eh? Well i found this funnn web page, called FaCE IN hOLE, i think, and welll, its awesome and SOOOOOOOOOO fun, i highly recommend it for everyone. A warning though it will suck out all your free time of the day.... yikes, sooo beware! BUT, you can download the picture to basicly anyy web page, OR create a shirt, niceeee... Well, its time to blast off, its cold here and windy and a nice hot shower sounds grreat right now.... all the kids are in bed, whoo-hoo!!!
Thursday, November 20, 2008
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
mini update
This is Miles, 2years ago at Christmas time... how the time flys.
Friday, November 14, 2008
Thursday, November 13, 2008
precious...
Sunday, November 9, 2008
Friday, November 7, 2008
4 months today
Wednesday, November 5, 2008
the flesh vs the Spirit
"Consuming, constant, and containing. The flesh and spirit are very similar in their strength to inhabit. As an old time western movie, there are two forces, and only one can reign in the “town.” This is the same case concerning the flesh and the spirit; only one can be in power within the human being.
When the terms ‘flesh and spirit’ are brought up in a conversation many different ideas will come to ones mind. Someone involved with the study of medicine might link flesh with the tissue of the body covering the bones and consisting mainly of skeletal muscle and fat. Or, a frequent drinker might recognize the term spirit, as a link to ‘spirits,’ an alcoholic beverage, especially distilled liquor. The terms to a Believer would possibly be linked to the written Word of God, the Bible. This is where the terms are defined, and are applied to ones life.
The term ‘flesh,’ is found 24 times in the book of Romans, defining its self as human nature. The Greek word is Sarx. In the story line of an old western movie, flesh would take the leading role of the bad guy. Flesh is not pleasing to anyone, but he still is in power. “So then, those who are in the flesh cannot please God.” (Romans 8:8)
Flesh brings nothing but greed, selfishness, dispute, and filth into the town. He who dwells with flesh become slaves of uncleanness, and of lawlessness. (Romans 6:19) Even though flesh has taken a strong grip on the town, and he is in a period of influence, law still exists with its weight heavy on our backs. “For when we were in the flesh, the sinful passions which were aroused by the law were at work in our members to bear fruit to death.” (Romans 7:5)
So how does one emerge from such a heavy life, daily dragging the condemning weight of flesh? A hopeful town member might get the idea of bringing in another ‘force,’ but this time a good force. They look and find the spirit to be tantalizing.
The ‘spirit’ is found 28 times in the book of Romans, and is defined as a current of air, or as the Holy Spirit. The Greek word is Pnema. To the people this sounds like an answer to their problems. “But you are not in the flesh but in the Spirit, if indeed the Spirit of God dwells in you.” (Romans 8:9) As they soon find out, the spirit and the flesh cannot dwell together. “For those who live according to the flesh set their minds on the things of the flesh, but those who live according to the Spirit, the things of the Spirit.” (Romans 8:5) They cant set their minds to more than one thing. Either the flesh or the spirit.
The truth is finally found out when the hard fact is reveled. “For if you live according to the flesh you will die; but if by the Spirit you put to death the deeds of the body, you will live.” (Romans 8:13) The people then decide to not submit their members as slaves of uncleanness and of lawlessness, but now to submit as slaves of righteousness for holiness. (Romans 6:19)
As the flesh was thrown out, and its spot was taken over by the spirit, the heavy weight was lifted as well. “There is therefore now no condemnation to those who are in Christ Jesus, who do not walk according to the flesh, but according to the Spirit.” (Romans 8:1)
The excitement increases when they find that with the moving in of the spirit, it brings life! “And if Christ is in you, the body is dead because of sin, but the Spirit is life because of righteousness.” (Romans 8:10) The town is saved, and the spirit reigns. It is no longer the flesh that is consuming, constant, and containing, but now the spirit is entrusted with that job.
Even though western shootouts for power are only in the movies, a real battle is taking place daily for whom we will let reign in our lives. The flesh or the spirit? Death or life? Which will you choose to rule your town? Choose wisely… "
Monday, November 3, 2008
Sunday, November 2, 2008
new hair!
Friday, October 31, 2008
story time again!! hehe
"My personal encounter was one I will never forget…
It was a chilly damp night in March, and I was apart of a group of Elim students bringing the Warm Light to Monroe Street. With all of my schooling information stored in my head and on my heart, and multicultural tracks in my pockets, I felt ready to take on the world!
I felt like an animal looking for its prey, seeking the meek and lost sheep.
Finally at one encounter a deeper conversation started with a man named Jimmy.
We started talking about the weather and March Madness, and then the big topic was introduced…. Jesus.
The “topic” of Jesus came into our conversation as Jimmy noticed some tracks in my hand and asked what I was holding, as he glanced over very curiously. He seemed to act in a manor of knowing everything I was talking about, but with every question it became clearer that he was a bit off to say it nicely. I asked him if he had seen the Passion, and he said no that he didn’t see it because the movie was his story. He proceeded to then tell me how he had died in 1983 and then was brought back to life after 3 days.
By then I was wearing a puzzled look on my face as I tried to regain my thoughts, and get back on track. I then told him that I thought he should go see it because he had such a strong tie to Jesus, and what He went through. He didn’t agree with me, so we moved on in our conversation.
We talked for a while longer, until I saw that the conversation wasn’t going to go anywhere because he kept trying to take over the conversation.
At one moment, when I said to myself: “this is conversation over,” he asked me a question. He said: Do you believe in the Trinity? And I said yes. Then he continued to quiz me on what each part was. Then he told me that there really were four parts, and that we were part of the Trinity, making it four.
So, I politely gathered my composure, and excused myself from Jimmy’s conversation with mainly himself, and went on my way on the streets on Rochester.
I learned a lot from my first encounter of sharing the gospel. I learned that when someone is trying to take over the conversation, that it’s a good idea to get out, because you will never win. I learned that even though you can keep bringing up the point of the conversation, and even asking them specific questions of salvation, that if they feel confident in their knowledge they will disregard your words. As if you said nothing at all.
As the night came to a close, a statement was made. “The people are rejecting Jesus not us personally.” As I chewed on that thought, I first felt good, and relieved that I wasn’t being rejected. But on the long ride back to school, it hit me. People were ready to reject a perfect man, and in return, eagerly ready to except a mere sinner who was saved. What a sad statement to end a night on…"
Thursday, October 30, 2008
soo, a true story written by... ME
The beginning of my life sounds so poetic and surreal, and in a way it is. In a world where hate flourishes and love is a dying necessity, God blessed me beyond belief.
Born on a cold, misty morning, as the sun unwillingly peaked from blankets of clouds, one of Gods creation entered the world. Wales, Great Britain wasn’t home for the new parents, but it would serve for their little ones first part of life. November 1st, 1984 was the date the Doctor wrote on the crisp birth certificate. Mother and fathers signatures were filled with ink that flowed with excitement and love. A new chapter in their life had begun.
On the plane ride homeward bound to America, the new parents anticipated the reactions to their first child God had given them. The plane landed, guests were greeted with love, the parents moved back into Buffalo, God still flourished in their lives, and new adventures took place.
My roots had been set, and now three years had passed. Gods’ overwhelming love and will in our lives was still growing, but our place where we planted our home, had moved to where God called us quite frequently.
In this particular town where we invested our time in this particular church, a magician was working Gods’ awe and awesome power into a children’s ministry. Barely able to contain myself, the excitement filled my 3-year-old body and soul. God had swept me up like the dove out of the magician’s top hat.
Since that day where God officially entered my life, He has been my life. Picture yourself as a little girl, freckles and pigtails, witnessing to other little girls and boys on swing sets and merry-go-rounds. That was me. I was preaching and teaching God’s love into every encounter with another human being, proving the point that every dream has to start somewhere. My dream was sprouting like Jack’s Bean Stock, reaching higher and higher into territory unknown, with excitement beckoning every onward step.
As my teen years approached daily, middle school, youth group, children’s choir, and in my mothers shadow, were the places I was found. God still served as my Lord and Savior, but a feeling of more yearned inside of me. The love of children had always filled my heart, like marbles fill a velvet bag, precious and preserved, always ready to play. The dream of traveling to parts unknown across the world to show my Fathers love to children, sounded like a question that knew the answer.
This is when I truly believe that God opened my heart up to the purpose He had for my life. He put into my heart that tingle of traveling, and preaching His love into children’s lives. Later on, as I would look back on my life and wonder, “why was I so blessed?” the answer was obvious. I was fed daily with love and support, and to most people this was the perfect home life. In return for this gift of family love and support, it enabled me to show the same to the less fortunate; in other words, I was blessed, to bless.
With my parents’ constant support, they helped me research Costa Rica, which I felt was the place that I should travel and minister Gods’ love. Under certain circumstances the trip was cancelled, but the dream was not forgotten; like a good chapter in a book, taking the hard step of placing the bookmark in the climatic spot, coming back to it when the time is right. God placed a decision of taking a step of faith and listening to the Author, (God) instead of the naive reader (me).
Middle school came to pass as quickly as a night flower dies at the break of day, and High school was the next big flower in my journey. My life as perfect as it had always been, began to be even more of a blessing to me as the stories of failed marriages, and adolescent rebellion, filled the halls of my school, which flowed into my ears daily. It was hard to be the “only” kid who could not relate to kids my own age who had been through Hell. Quickly my parents become a raft of rescue to the drowning teens in my school. Spoonfuls upon spoonfuls of love, was my parents method. The kids whose parents had no interest it their lives, soon become the interest of our lives, and we as a family grew and grew with every addition of young spirits. Growing up with this type of home life was a gift straight from Heaven, like fresh manna floating my way daily.
The stage is set, the props are mounted correctly, and the actress is anxiously awaiting the Directors next move of orders. With this picture of God giving the orders, and I as the actress playing the part of myself, the brief thought of my personal hopes and dreams can get in the way. But, through daily remembrance of God’s positive plans, and His position of the planter of my dreams and desires into my soul, keeps me encouraged and at ease. “Delight yourself in the Lord and he will give you the desires of your heart.” Psalm 37:4
My dreams of missions are in blossom, and the season of Spring will be eternal in my life. Cool winds may come my way, but the Gardener of my life and soul is protecting me, and building me stronger. Therefore, I know I am safe. Bring on the frost."
~Psalm 46:1-7~
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
we had to bribe, BIG time, hehe...
Monday, October 27, 2008
it has begun.
Friday, October 24, 2008
an update!
Wednesday, October 22, 2008
today.... cookies!
So got out an make a memory!!
Its goood, especially with milk.
sleeping update
Monday, October 20, 2008
BIG BOY
See Levi's blueish eyes??Miles was very tired after the photos, just look at his exhausted facial expression!!!