Wednesday, April 11, 2012

oldies but goodies

I found some old pictures of me & my brother & family while on my dad's computer. I had to share them.

 we had gone to the zoo...I think this is in New York.





 hahaha, this night while we were in NY, Eli & I put on a little performance for our parents
I taught him how to dance & everything

with love & fond memories,

Chelsea 

Saturday, April 7, 2012

preparing for the Easter sunrise service & breakfast

This year, I'm home for my church's Easter sunrise service. It starts at 7 a.m. (at our house) & after the service we have a breakfast before church. There's been a lot of baking going on in my house to prepare for the breakfast.
My grandmother made a coffee cake, my mom made gluten free blueberry scones, I made gluten free coffee cake muffins, my brother is making a coffee cake, & my grandmother is making something else. Oh, & we also boiled 3 dozen eggs. 

 my muffins
 my mother <3
 3 dozen eggs!
mom's blueberry scones

Easter Sunday is the day that Jesus Christ rose from the dead to claim a victory over sin, death, & Satan. We should celebrate with fellowship with believers--rejoicing in the knowledge that our Savior won the battle.

Mark 16:1-20
 "When the Sabbath was past, Mary Magdalene, Mary the mother of James, and Salome bought spices, so that they might go and anoint him. And very early on the first day of the week, when the sun had risen, they went to the tomb. And they were saying to one another, “Who will roll away the stone for us from the entrance of the tomb?” And looking up, they saw that the stone had been rolled back— it was very large. And entering the tomb, they saw a young man sitting on the right side, dressed in a white robe, and they were alarmed. And he said to them, “Do not be alarmed. You seek Jesus of Nazareth, who was crucified. He has risen; he is not here. See the place where they laid him. But go, tell his disciples and Peter that he is going before you to Galilee. There you will see him, just as he told you.” And they went out and fled from the tomb, for trembling and astonishment had seized them, and they said nothing to anyone, for they were afraid.
Now when he rose early on the first day of the week, he appeared first to Mary Magdalene, from whom he had cast out seven demons. 10  She went and told those who had been with him, as they mourned and wept. 12 After these things he appeared in another form to two of them, as they were walking into the country. 13  And they went back and told the rest, but they did not believe them. 14 Afterward he appeared to the eleven themselves as they were reclining at table, and he rebuked them for their unbelief and hardness of heart, because they had not believed those who saw him after he had risen. 15 And he said to them, “Go into all the world and proclaim the gospel to the whole creation. 16  Whoever believes and is baptized will be saved, but whoever does not believe will be condemned. 17 And these signs will accompany those who believe: in my name they will cast out demons; they will speak in new tongues; 18  they will pick up serpents with their hands; and if they drink any deadly poison, it will not hurt them; they will lay their hands on the sick, and they will recover.” 19 So then the Lord Jesus, after he had spoken to them, was taken up into heaven and sat down at the right hand of God. 20 And they went out and preached everywhere, while the Lord worked with them and confirmed the message by accompanying signs."

with love & a thankful heart,

Chelsea 

Thursday, April 5, 2012

"the Hobbit"

I'm so excited for the "Hobbit" to come out this year that I started re-reading the book. 
This is an excerpt from pages 12-14:

       All that the unsuspecting Bilbo saw that morning was an old man with a staff. He had a tall pointed blue hat, a long grey cloak, a silver scarf over which his long white beard hung down below his waist, and immense black boots.
      "Good Morning!" said Bilbo, and he meant it. The sun was shining, and the grass was very green. But Gandalf looked at him from under long busy eyebrows that stuck out further than the brim of his shady hat.
      "What do you mean?" he said. "Do you wish me a good morning, or mean that it is a good morning whether I want it or not; or that you feel good this morning; or that it is a morning to be good on?"
       "All of them at once," said Bilbo. "And a very fine morning for a pipe of tobacco out of doors, into the bargain. If you have a pipe about you, sit down and have a fill of mine! There's no hurry, we have all the day before us!" Then Bilbo sat down on a seat by his door, crossed his legs, and blew out a beautiful grey ring of smoke that sailed up into the air without breaking and floated away over The Hill.
       "Very pretty!" said Gandalf. "But I have no time to blow smoke-rings this morning. I am looking for someone to share in an adventure that I am arranging, and it's very difficult to find anyone."
       "I should think so--in these parts! We are plain quiet folk and have no use for adventures. Nasty disturbing uncomfortable things! Make you late for dinner! I can't think what anybody sees in them," said our Mr. Baggins, and stuck one thumb behind his braces, and blew out another even bigger smoke-ring. Then he took out his morning letters, and began to read, pretending to take no more notice of the old man. He had decided that he was not quite his sort, and wanted him to go away. But the old man did not move. He stood leaning on his stick and gazing at the hobbit without saying anything, till Bilbo got quite uncomfortable and even a little cross.
       "Good morning!" he said at last. "We don't want any adventures here, thank you! You might try over The Hill or across The Water." By this he meant that the conversation was at an end.
       "What a lot of things you do use Good morning for!" said Gandalf. "Now you mean that you want to get rid of me, and that it won't be good till I move off."
       "Not at all, not all, my dear sir! Let me see, I don't think I know your name?"
       "Yes, yes, my dear sir--and I do know your name, Mr. Bilbo Baggins. And you do know my name, though you don't remember that I belong to it. I am Gandalf, and Gandalf means me! To think that I should have lived to be good-mornginged by Belladonna Took's son, as if I was selling buttons at the door!"
        "Gandalf, Gandalf! Good gracious me! Not the wandering wizard that gave Old Took a pair of magic diamond studs that fastened themselves and never came undone till ordered? Not the fellow who used to tell such wonderful tales at parties, about dragons and goblins and giants and the rescue of princesses and the unexpected luck of widow's sons? Not the man that used to make such particularly excellent fireworks! I remember those! Old Took used to have them on Midsummer's Eve. Splendid! They used to go up like great lilies and snapdragons and laburnums of fire and hang in the twilight all evening!" You will notice already that Mr. Baggins was not quite so prosy as he liked to believe, also that he was very fond of flowers. "Dear me!" he went on. "Not the Gandalf who was responsible for so many quiet lads and lasses going off into the Blue for mad adventures? Anything from climbing trees to visiting elves--or sailing in ships, sailing to other shores! Bless me, life used to be quite inter--I mean, you used to upset things badly in these parts once upon a time. I beg your pardon, but I had no idea you were still in business."
       "Where else should I be?" said the wizard. "All the same I am pleased to find you remember something about me. You seem to remember my fireworks kindly, at any rate, and that is not without hope. Indeed for your old grandfather Took's sake, and for the sake of poor Belladonna, I will give you what you asked for."
       "I beg your pardon, I haven't asked for anything!"
       "Yes, you have! Twice now. My pardon. I give it you. In fact I will go so far as to send you on this adventure. Very amusing for me, very good for you--and profitable too, very likely, if you ever get over it."
       "Sorry! I don't want any adventures, thank you. Not today. Good morning! But please come to tea--any time you like! Why not tomorrow? Come tomorrow! Good bye!" With that the hobbit turned and scuttled inside his round green door, and shut it as quickly as he dared, not to seem rude. Wizards after all are wizards.

Wednesday, April 4, 2012

poor in spirit

I've been reading through the book "Drawing Near" by John MacArthur & I wanted to share with you today's reading:

"Blessed are the poor in spirit, for theirs is the kingdom of heaven." (Matthew 5:3)
If you are poor in spirit, certain characteristics will mark your life.

The Puritan writer, Thomas Watson, listed seven ways to determine if you are poor in spirit (The Beatitudes [Edinburgh: The Banner of Truth Trust, 1971], pp. 45-48): You will be weaned from self. Psalm 131:2 says, "Like a weaned child rests against his mother, my soul is like a weaned child within me." When you are poor in spirit, you will focus not on yourself but on glorifying God and ministering to others. You will focus on Christ. 2 Corinthians 3:18 says that believers are "beholding as in a mirror the glory of the Lord, [and] are being transformed into the same image from glory to glory, just as from the Lord, the Spirit." When you are poor in spirit, the wonder of Christ captivates you. To be like Him is your highest goal. You will never complain. If you are poor in spirit, you accept God's sovereign control over your circumstances, knowing you deserve nothing anyway. Yet the greater your needs, the more abundantly He provides. You will see good in others. A person who is poor in spirit recognized his own weaknesses and appreciates the strengths of others. You will spend time in prayer. It is characteristic of beggars to beg. Therefore you will constantly be in God's presence seeking His strength and blessing. You will take Christ on His terms. Those who are poor in spirit will give up anything to please Christ, whereas the proud sinner wants simply to add Christ to his sinful lifestyle. You will praise and thank God. When you are poor in spirit, you will be filled with praise and thanks for the wonder of God's grace, which He lavishes on you through Christ (Eph. 1:6).

It is a sobering and humbling thought to compare these seven signs of being poor in spirit to my life.

MacArthur asks: "Do those principles characterize your life? If so, you are poor in spirit and the Kingdom of Heaven is yours (Matt. 5:3). If not, you must seek God's forgiveness and begin to live as His humble child."

This blog/website has become a place where I post frivolous things about life. I want it to be made of more substance, so I'm going to try to post devotionals, news stories, etc. amid updates on the major parts of my life. (I can't leave you completely in the dark!)

with love & meditation,

Chelsea