Author: Wick

Just a quick note of advertisement:

If you’re ever looking for a quick lunch, that’s affordable and stinkin’ awesome….if the weather is nice….head downtown Decatur to Central Park.

This is where my information is lacking, so if you can fill in any gaps, please comment.

There’s a woman who, when she’s not busy with guests at home, and when the weather is pleasant, and when she feels like it…has a lunch stand set up. She’s not associated with any local restaurants, she’s just a retired woman who does this as a profitable hobby on the side. She’s friendly, and is usually just chillin’ with a book, or singin’ whatever song is playin’ on her iPod dock.

I’ve seen her before, but never ordered anything. Today I considered it my civic duty to support her. After looking at her sign, with about 10 choices on it, I decided to be adventurous. I ordered the “Havana Dreamin”, or something like that. The description under it said:

Going through some of the messages originally praught by Free Methodist pastors and leaders from the late 1800’s, it can be very interesting. In many ways, a completely different time. The views on how the Church should respond to culture has relaxed in HUGE ways, some for better, much for worse I’m sure.

But many of the things they spoke of could be very helpful reminders to us today.

In the opening sermon of the 1886 General Conference, Rev. W.B. Colt praught on the importance of the Holy Spirit’s involvement in our efforts. It might be better to say “resourcing”, than “involvement” really.

At points he reminds the church that things like status, education, speaking ability, talents, power, prestige, lineage, etc….are nothing without the Holy Spirit:

“the disciples had a power the world could not cope with, and though these persons were comparatively illiterate men – men not backed up by an honorable lineage, did not come from royal families, yet under the tread of the power of this endowment, the thrones of the day tottered and cedars licked the dust in less than three centuries.”

But this kind of thinking might allow someone without a Masters of Divinity, a guy with a guitar (or an organ for you contemporary service people), someone known to be “a sinner”, or even…gasp….a woman – to be an instrument of the Holy Spirit….what would Reverend Colt have to say about this?

“If a voice should ring out upon the night air tonight: FIRE! FIRE! FIRE! would anybody be particular as to who or what threw on the water?”

Yeah, I know 5 months isn’t a popular “marker” in infant development. But I realized I haven’t blogged much about our newest addition since she was added. So here it is…an update. 🙂

She’s HUGE. No growth hormones involved here folks…she’s just a large baby. In the picture above we asked her to do the infamous “sunken cheeks” that most models pull off. She had a tough time, as you can see.

Because of her size, it’s been a little harder for her to catch on to the “rolling over” concept. Just nailed it for the first time last week at Grandma O’s house. But instead of the usual “tummy to back” roll made popular by her predecessor Addison, she opted for the “back to tummy”. A little more difficult, but much more rewarding.

Holding her hands just slightly, she can pretty much stand for a long time. This gives you time to count the rolls on her arms and legs (15 last time I counted).

She still has much more reflux than Addie ever had, and when she misses a dose of medicine (Prevacid) you can totally notice it. But it’s subsided a little, and crying just a little bit less these days. She even sleeps through the night, which is AWESOME. Her bottle-taking ability seems to be waning, but it might just mean she’s ready for the “rapido” stage…”lento” is just not cutting it. (if you don’t know what that means, it’s okay)

Addie is lovin’ on Sophie…..although most of the time we have to help Addie when she wants to be helpful. Just to make sure no one gets hurt. 🙂

Her cry…..oh man. Piercing doesn’t cut it. Imagine a raptor from Jurassic Park, with it’s tail caught in a blender. This girl can wail, when she wants to. But usually she reserves it for special occasions, thankfully.

Continuing to learn, and hopefully getting just a little better at all this…lovin’ it for sure…:)