Wow, it's been a challenging few days in a several different ways!
First of all, I realized sometime last week that I am not as patient as I thought I was. I hate hearing myself be so snappish and feeling so aggravated with all these little toddlers or with my poor hubby in the midst of all the chaos. I wish I could be as good-humored and unruffled as I know I should be. They are just babies and most times they can't be expected to (for example) stay out of the toilet if they see it open and inviting! :} I just about lost it today when they were all ready for the zoo in cute matching outfits and I found them in our bathroom with wads of sopping wet toilet paper in their fists and in and around the toilet, and even my body lotion in the toilet! So much for my perfectly laid plans to get them out the door in a somewhat ordered and cute manner. Instead, toilet paper and my toiletries still littered the bathroom floor when we left, Marcie's shirt needed to be changed, and Gavin and I had to wash all those little hands and arms. I felt like such a failure! I know, it's no big deal, and normally I would mostly agree, but today I didn't do so great. I need help; I need prayer, and I need to remember that God's grace is sufficient for me, that His power is made perfect in my weakness. (2 Corinthians 12:9) I am very, very weak. Good thing God's power and grace is infinite! :)
Along those lines, I was less gracious than I should have been in a previous post when I mentioned specific religions. I can't back down regarding the truth of the Holy Bible, but I wish I hadn't come across so antagonistic to certain groups in particular. Please forgive me!
Also, in planning our trip back to PNG (now aiming for mid-June!), the flight has loomed like our own personal Goliath. I just read Matthew 14 about Jesus coming to His disciples in the midst of the storm, Peter walking on water to him but then focusing on the wind and waves instead of on Jesus, and about how Jesus had to reach out and save him, take him back to the boat, and calm the storm. I feel like the whole transition to PNG - in particular the flights and time change adjustments - is a threatening storm. Please pray we keep our eyes on Jesus, trust Him to tell us when to get out of the boat (the "boat" being life here in the US), trust Him to carry us through, and that He would even cause the "winds" to die down so these new waters aren't nearly as rough as we're tempted to fear. (Gavin pointed out that we are planning something no one has ever done before: move year-and-a-half-old quintuplets to the other side of the world, including at least one 14-hour flight! And yes, we are praying/planning for three more adults. We realize there is NO WAY we can do this by ourselves!)
I am soooooooooooo tired tonight, even after many nights of great sleep in a row. I feel like I need a nap every day in order to not drag big-time by 8 p.m.! We had a great day at the zoo (and pictures to follow), but I need to head to bed because it's an earlier morning than usual tomorrow.
The kids sure were cute and endearing today, though. ;)
Love to all,
|Beautiful Marcie in new Christmas gift clothes|
|Beautiful Grace strutting her stuff before church on Sunday. I love matching the girls especially. :) |
It was SO much fun to pick out these outfits for them - thank you Thauts!
|David dumps books, pacifiers, toys, chewable vitamins, anything in the laundry. He also threw a block into the diaper pail.|
|Grandpadad with his people, as he calls them. Will, Marcie, David, Seth, Gracie. Beautiful weather!!|