Big News!

Hey everyone! Sorry i've been out of the picture for a while. We just found out some really exciting news a few weeks ago. Baby Glenn #2 is on the way!!! We're so excited. Baby is due on April 10th. A week from today we will get to hear the heart beat and I can't wait! So, I've been having a lot of all day "morning sickness" and SO unbelievably tired. Poor Morgan has to endure his Mommy being a bit of a slug most days. But, we're making it through. Now we just have to figure out where we're going to put this new lil bean. Our home is starting to feel a bit cramped already. Please pray for health for me and baby, for Morgan adjusting to being a big brother, and for Tim and I as we try to figure out all the financial and space issues. Thanks for sharing our joy!

Mowing with Daddy

Morgan absolutely LOVES pretending to mow the lawn with Daddy. We captured this a few weeks ago, complete with Daddy making the lawn mower noises and Morgan pretending to start the mower. Too cute!

Lessons from Lucy

Push, pull, drag, lurch, tug, yank. This describes my walk with my dog, Lucy, yesterday. By the time we got home I was so aggravated that I found myself severely scolding her about what a bad dog she was and how it's not worth it to take her on walks anymore.

I was bothered later about how I reacted so severely to my sweet, rather dopey dog and how I had done it in front of my fifteen month old son. I don't want him to see me "barking" at the dog more than she barks at me. So there I sat, feeling guilty and not knowing what to do about it and, out of the blue, God showed me a picture in my mind.

In my relationship with Him, I often push, pull, drag,etc...trying to get Him to follow me rather than the other way around. The difference is, I know better. Lucy, bless her heart, has not been properly trained to follow me when she's on her leash. She doesn't know that she's not supposed to be the one leading. It's her nature to run ahead unless I specifically train her not to.

In my case, God is the Leader and I know this. So when I choose to try to go off in different directions, it causes me pain. He doesn't change the path for me, He expects me to follow where He's leading. The problem is that I, like Lucy, want to run ahead to see what's coming or I get distracted by something over here, so I lurch to the side, or I want to yank back and check out what's behind me. I'm impatient to just follow along and yet, that's the only way He'll have it and the only way I can live in peace.

Ugh! Don't cha just hate it when God uses everyday annoyances to teach you a lesson? Just so you know, I apologized to Lucy with a good belly scratch and, like always, she was instantly forgiving. Ah, another lesson I can learn from her. Dang it!

HAPPY 4th OF JULY

I love 4th of July. It's what marks the beginning of summer and permission to eat all of the watermelon and homemade ice cream that I want, go swimming, and where flip flops.

I have so many great memories from my childhood of going to parades and shooting off fire crackers. As I write this, my neighborhood sounds like a war zone. Fire works are illegal in Colorado Springs because of the fire danger, but it never seems to stop folks from celebrating. I don't promote breaking the law, but I have to admit, I love hearing all of the crackles, pops, whistles and flares.

On this particular day, every year, I feel patriotic. I love hearing the choreographed music that is played along with the big fire works shows and as much as I am SO sick and tired of Lee Greenwoods, "Proud to be an American" song, on this particular day I don't mind so much. I get a little lump in my throat when they play it as the finale along with all of the big booms and beautiful showers of red, white and blue.

I am proud of our country, even with all of our flaws. I love our freedom and I pray God will continue to bless us with that. I can't wait until next year when Morgan will be old enough to participate and have fun with all of the 4th of July traditions. We had a great day of eating watermelon and ice cream and playing outside and he is sleeping peacefully now, even with all of the hoopla going on. However you celebrated our independance today, I hope it will bring lasting memories for you and your family.

My first post

Boy, I'm a little nervous because writing is a little intimidating to me. Usually, I write in my journal and it's my rambling thoughts and prayers-- it's basically the way I communicate to God. Writing my fears, hopes, frustrations, praises, and prayer requests is very therapeutic for me. I rarely go back and read what I have written, mostly because I have terrible hand writing but, I also like the finality of purging what's on my heart each day before the Lord and then moving on from it. Somehow, I fear that if I go back and read all I have written, I'll have to face all the old "demons" I've already overcome and have to relive the same lessons.

I'm always very thankful that God is the only One who can read my thoughts. He's the only One that is capable of handling all of my insanity gracefully without condemning or judging me. Can you imagine if we could read each others thoughts? You all would be sending the "Men in white coats" to pick me up in no time flat. Just today I was thinking that's what it will be like when Jesus comes for me. He is,after all the ultimate "Man in the white coat (er robe)". It'll be like a scene in a movie--Jesus slowly walking up to me using a very slow almost condecending voice "OK, come on Jennifer, we're going to go now to a 'special place' that's very safe" I can imagine Him, having heard my thoughts for that day, thinking "Man, we're going to need the straight jacket for this one." Lest you think I'm a psychopath and be in fear of what I actually might be thinking. Please understand that I take what the Bible says very seriously and when I read that if I have an evil thought about someone, it's the same as murdering them (Mathew 5: 21) it sobers me.

The person I am most nervous about reading this is my husband, Tim. He is an excellent writer and I feel so self conscious about the fact that he will read this. You can check out his blog at timglenn.blogspot.com . Really, all I want to do is share my thoughts, opinions, and observations. I'll also share a lot about my beautiful baby boy, Morgan.



You'll have to indulge me--I am a VERY proud Mama and am so priviledged to get to spend my days with him--he is a hoot! I'm terrible about keeping my friends and family up to date on our "goings on", so I'm also hoping to use this as a way to keep my family in the loop. My Grandma, who passed a way a few years ago, was so wonderful at writing a monthly letter that gave updates on all the Aunts, Uncles and Cousins. I can't help but think she would have LOVED this blogging thing.

There you have it my first of, I hope, many posts. I'm hoping for this to be a great forum for sharing because I love to hear what others think about things. Please forgive my misspellings, iffy grammar, and general mistakes (Tim :) ) Thanks for reading and let me hear from you.