Pictures!

Like I mentioned in my previous post (I am sure you are tired of hearing about it, but I am super excited) my new camera arrives this afternoon.  But my parents are in town and brought their camera.  They got some good shots of the kids last night that I thought I would share.

The official "Horn Herd"

The boys in front of the dirt moving equipment.  We are getting a new driveway!

My sweet Ashley

LOVE this kid.  Not sure if you can see them, but his blue eyes are awesome!

The first of many

Last night was Sara's fifth grade band concert.  Joe and I calculated that if all our children are in band (which is most likely) that this is the first of 8 spring band concerts that we will attend.  And that is just through junior high.  However, this one will rank among the special ones and not just because it was the first one.  Sara won an award!  I didn't even know they gave awards. She was named Outstanding 5th Grade Musician. Thankfully my parents were in town and brought their camera so I actually have recorded memory of the night.  (My camera arrives today!!!)  Enjoy the pics.

Before the Concert

Playing her flute...doesn't she have great posture??!!

Sara with her award

Stay tuned!

For those of you who have been missing some photo shots of the Horn herd, there is hope!  My birthday/Mother's Day gift is right now on a UPS truck on its way to my house.  It is a new camera.  I am so excited about this camera.  So hopefully, after I figure out how to use it, you will see more pics.  Stay tuned!

Do I really trust with all my heart?

Life is a big struggle at times. And I think maybe the only thing more difficult than struggling myself is watching one of my kids struggle.  It has been that kind of a view from my kitchen lately as I hear one child in particular struggle with life.  I would fix it, but in this case, I can't.  It is just not possible for me to fix it.  And so we do what we do (even in the situations that I can fix it) when we struggle, we dig into the Word and we pray.  I felt so much comfort and warmth fill me yesterday as I saw the child with Bible in hand and heard the mumbling of scripture memory from the child's lips.  This wasn't an AWANA kind of scripture memory; this was "I am hurting and can only be comforted by God's presence" kind of scripture memory.  Then today decisions were made.  Decisions that I disagree with.  Decisions I would have made completely different.  (At least I think I would given the circumstances.)   And I found myself asking "Can I trust this child?  Should I step in more?  Should I 'command' more than 'advise'?"  Almost immediately I feel that still, small Voice in my soul.  And it said "The child is seeking me.  And even if the child wasn't, isn't the question 'Can you trust me?'"  Ouch, so true.  I honestly cannot fix this.   Do I trust the Lord with my child?  And I was once again brought back to the verse I have been meditating on this year:

"Trust in the Lord with all your heart and do not lean on your own understanding."  Proverbs 3:5

Such simple truth and one that is so very applicable to my life as a mom.