Jesse figured out how to take photos (of things) with Alena’s phone. They’re out of focus, not much worse than photos I take :) But I just thought it was intriguing what a 2 1/2 year old would choose to photograph.
Today Jesse asked me what time it is.. I was surprised; we’ve never talked about time before. Part of me hopes he doesn’t worry about time until much later. It was funny though. I looked at the clock and said, “It’s about 7 o’clock”. He disagreed–he said, “It’s 49 o’clock”. :)
Was sitting on the bed playing the guitar and Jesse opened my night stand and took out the remote for our sleep number. He put it up to his ear and said, “Hi ga-ma, how doin?” To him, every hand sized gadget is a potential phone, every phone call is to Alena’s mom, and every silver SUV we see outside is “gamas car”. Our little 2-1/2 year old cracks us up every day. We’re having fun. It’s beautiful every day here. I love our simple life.
There have been men before now who got so interested in proving the existence of God that they came to care nothing for God Himself… as if the good Lord had nothing to do but exist! There have been some who were so occupied in spreading Christianity that they never gave a second thought to Christ. Man! Ye see it in smaller matters. Did ye never know a lover of books that with all his first editions and signed copies had lost the power to read them? Or an organiser of charities that had lost all love for the poor? It is the subtlest of all the snares.
The Great Divorce
We’ve been a bit sick this week, and today has gone a bit slow with low energy. But chasing our little boy around, trying to get him into the bath, has given me a second wind. Woke me up a bit. He’s such a little monster now. At 2-1/2 he’s enjoying being rowdy now and that’s really fun.
Interesting week. Learned some new things at work. Made some mistakes. Received some grace, from God and people. Fam is out of town for the night — watching House Hunters by myself definitely isn’t as fun. In addition to talking about which houses we like and why, Alena and I enjoy criticizing the couples’ pickiness. :)
To speak of sin by itself, to speak of it apart from the realities of creation and grace, is to forget the resolve of God. God wants shalom and will pay any price to get it back. Human sin is stubborn, but not as stubborn as the grace of God and not half so persistent, not half so ready to suffer to win its way. Moreover, to speak of sin by itself is to misunderstand its nature: sin is only a parasite, a vandal, a spoiler. Sinful life is a partly depressing, partly ludicrous caricature of genuine human life. To concentrate on our rebellion, defection, and folly — to say to the world ‘I have some bad news and I have some bad news’ — is to forget that the center of the Christian religion is not our sin but our Savior. To speak of sin without grace is to minimize the resurrection of Jesus Christ, the fruit of the Spirit, and the hope of shalom.
Cornelius Plantinga Jr.
A Breviary of Sin