Showing posts with label Titus Calvin. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Titus Calvin. Show all posts

Friday, June 20, 2014

Playing Catch-up and Goin' Country Updates

What stinks about this post is that there are NO pictures. Sorry folks. Coming from a visual learner, no pictures is no fun, however, I thought I'd take the time to update today.

The month of June has definitely kept this bunch busy!

Catch Up...

Lincoln celebrated his 7th birthday recently and we had a small, but fun party for him. I made him a vanilla cake with gumballs and a helicopter on top. He was stoked! This young man wants a pocket knife and this wise mama has been holding it over his head that he needs to prove maturity first. Needless to say, at the end of the day, it's customary for him to ask if he's been mature that day. I smile and encourage, even when there are mess-ups. Sweet boy.

Norah is about to celebrate her 5th birthday. My "baby" girl who is not-so-baby now. I had a misty-eyed moment last week with  my husband, thinking about her and how grown up she's becoming. Am I the only mama wanting to freeze time sometimes? Just adore her.

Isaac is our caboose for our summer birthdays. He'll be THREE this year. Our Fourth of July baby. I'll never forget holding him as he's not 24 hours old yet, starting out our hospital room window, watching the Independence Day fireworks. Such a precious moment. Now he's potty-training (slowly starting, we don't usually start until our children have hit 3 and are really ready), plays cowboys and Indians with big brother, and can scale anything in the house just about. My monkey.

Titus took his first steps on Father's Day. That was definitely the highlight of the day as we spent Father's Day packing boxes, filling in nail holes in the walls, painting, doing small home repairs, and cleaning things out. Every moment is so precious as nothing is easy with five children. There are always interruptions, boo-boos, discipline to administer, so we're feeling "the crunch for time", if you will. There have been many-a-nights up late painting and packing.


Goin' Country...
 
This process of moving started well over 2 years ago when we first began looking for properties. Then, to finally watch as it unfolds in its last days is almost like a dream. A dream that we often feel unworthy of, to be honest.

Our house is finished being built and is being stored away in a large warehouse (yes, they can do that with manufactured homes...pretty neato huh?) until our land clearing friend is done. We're having a 100 x 100 square foot area taken down (mostly of pine which can be dangerous if close to the house...a soft wood that can brake easily onto your  home), but I'd like to keep the actual logs for gardening beds. They'll rot away eventually, but it'll get us started and by the time they do rot away, we'll have killer soil (thanks to Molly and Mabel, of coarse).  I've never thought of myself as a "tree hugger" per se, but when Rob cuts them down one by one, I do often feel sad that such a beautiful creation has just ended its life. We're logging all of the wood to use for future firewood and garden beds though so they'll continue their life, just a different way.

Our chickens are gone. Our coop is gone. Our girls pulled SO.MUCH.WEIGHT around here that I don't know if I'll ever want to go without having chickens again. Seriously. They handled our manure perfectly and now to be shoveling and disposing it into the city dumpster just feels like a complete waste (no pun intended!). They ate our table scraps, took care of the weeds for us in the garden, and helped keep our backyard "raked over" with all the scratching they did. To feed 20 chickens (and we use Hiland's Naturals, non-GMO, non-soy feed), it's chump change to what they give you! Over a dozen eggs a day is what this family needs with the amount of baking and cooking we do. Dropping $4.00 for a dozen eggs when they're not coming from my own flock does NOT make me happy. I'm itching at the bit for new chicks. Trying to be patient. Gonna order turkeys this time also...yep, "Thanksgiving" and "Christmas".  Rob has been brainstorming chicken plucker ideas. An electronic one would be great, but we're thinking hand-crank possibly.

This house is looking empty and bare. Bitter sweet. The camper is getting fuller and fuller, but I sometimes wonder how long we'll actually be in it with the way things are slowly progressing. Our storage POD was delivered today and we pull out next Saturday. It's really starting to sink in and we're really going to miss our family, friends, and mentors beyond words. Raising our children together, worshipping the Lord together, crying together, praying together, studying God's Word and gleaning together, fellowshipping together, gardening together, just sipping sweet tea and soaking in God's goodness. Too miss our friends and family is an understatement. Thank goodness we're not moving out of state and we've already had friends promise to come and visit.

If there is anything that I've learned through this, I will say that it is to WAIT, LISTEN, and then FOLLOW.

I've been reading My Utmost for His Highest by Oswald Chambers lately and soaking in his wisdom.

He says...

"Whenever God gives a vision to a saint, He put him, as it were, in the shadow of His hand, and the saint's duty is to be still and listen. There is a darkness which comes from excess of light, and then is the time to listen. Genesis 16 is an illustration of listening to good advice when it is dark instead of waiting for God to send the light. When God gives a vision and darkness follows, wait. God will make you in accordance with the vision He has given if you will wait His time. Never try and help God fulfill His word. Abraham went through thirteen years of silence, but in those years all self-sufficiency was destroyed; there was  no possibility left of relying on common-sense ways. Those years of silence were a time of discipline, not of displeasure. Never pump up joy and confidence, but say upon God. (Isaiah 50:10-11)." (Oswald Chambers)
 
He goes on in another illustration to say...
 
"If you open your mouth in he dark, you will talk in the wrong mood: darkness is the time to listen. Don't talk to other people about it; don't read books to find out the reason of the darkness, but listen and heed. If you talk to other people, you cannot heart what God is saying. When you are in the dark, listen, and God will give you a very precious message for someone else when you get into the light. After every time of darkness there come s a mixture of delight and humiliation (if there is delight only, I question whether we have heard God at all), delight in hearing God speak, but chiefly humiliation - What a long time I was in hearting that! How slow I have been in understanding that! And yet God has been saying it all these days and weeks. Now He give you the gift of humiliation which bring the softness of heart that will always listen to God now. " (Oswald Chambers)
 
After meditating on God's Word for years and reading Mr. Chambers' recollections, I have only begun to scratch the surface of knowing my God and Savior.
 
This also speaks volumes...
 
"How many of us are set upon Jesus Christ slaking our thirst when we ought to be satisfying Him? Beware of anything that competes with loyalty to Jesus Christ. The greatest competitor of devotion to Jesus is service for Him. It is easier to serve than to be drunk to the dregs. The one aim of the call of God is the satisfaction of God, not a call to do something for Him. We are not sent to battle for God, but to be used by God in His battlings. Are we being more devoted to service than to Jesus Christ?" (Oswald Chambers)
 
We're so eager to sign up for this area of service, or that area of service. When do we actually ASK GOD if this is something in which we should participate. When do we meditate on His Word and wait, heeding to see what He wants? I know I am guilty as charged. Slowing down is the goal now. Slowing down to listen, modeling for our children, the next generation, how to slow down and heed.

There was a time awhile back where I had to ponder on if this move has been of God or of our own desire. In the beginning, I think it was a simple desire of our hearts. It fell in line Scripturally. A desire to be out of debt completely, space to steward His creation while providing more "real" food for our family, etc. The more I saw God working, the more we saw revelation after revelation, showing us to continue in this process. I do believe that the Lord gives us passions for a purpose. He can draw our hearts towards certain areas to serve Him, as an instrument for His glory. As we read through Hebrews 11 (one of my favorite passages of Scripture), these amazing servants for God had REVELATIONS. It was revealed to them through God what He wanted them to do (I'm sure that Noah probably wasn't in the mood to build a large vessel to defeat an earth-wide flood and we are told that Moses wasn't too keen on approaching Pharaoh regarding freeing his slaves, etc.), and when we jump outside that revelation and do what WE want, we miss the opportunity for wholeness of Christ, truly knowing Him and His divine character.
 
Just because there is a door open, doesn't necessarily mean we are supposed to walk through it. We are to LISTEN for the Lord, watching as He moves and speaks to us, revealing. 
 
In all, we have definitely seen the Lord reveal to us that this move is His will and we are thankful for that revelation.
 
We only hope to be good stewards of what He has given us, never forgetting what he has done. We are sad to leave, but excited for new opportunities. The next week will be a difficult one so we ask for your prayers as we continue packing boxes (with 5 cute monkeys running around), attempt to organize our camper (with 5 cute monkeys running around), keep two cows dry in a small area as it's rainy season here in Florida (we get showers almost daily for a few months), paint (with 5 cute monkeys running around), attempt to paint and show a house (with 5 cute monkeys running around), and make time to visit with friends before we pull away.

"The soul has got out of intimate contact with God by leaning to its own religious understanding. There is no sin in it, and no punishment attached to it; but when the soul realizes how he has hindered his understanding of Jesus Christ, and produced for himself perplexities and sorrows and difficulties, it is with shame and contrition he has to come back...get into the habit of steadily referring everything back to Him; instead of his we make our common-sense decisions and ask God to bless them. He cannot, it is not in His domain, it is severed from reality. If we do a thing from a sense of duty, we are putting up a standard in competition with Jesus Christ." (Oswald Chambers)

I'm not quite sure how I'll be able to continue updating as after next week, we will be without Internet service for a bit. We'll be on Facebook, so you're welcome to join me there for the time being.

Blessings to you all, sweet friends!
 

Monday, June 2, 2014

Titus Turns ONE!

I can't believe my little baby is ONE.
(With Great Grandma)

A newborn, little boy who by far was our most fussy baby has grown into
the most content, happy little guy. He was colicky from months 2-5 and despised his car seat, so evenings and car trips were difficult, but none-the-less, we were so thankful for a healthy, baby boy from the Lord.
 
He's all smiles the majority of the day, scooting and crawling around, exploring everything in sight. Still no steps, but that's just fine with this mama. {smile}

Somehow, he wound up being a blue-eyed, blond baby who's baby pictures are very identical to Daddy's. He says "Mama" and "Dada", has 6 teeth and loves to be outdoors crawling in the grass, getting dirty like all little boys do. He adores his siblings and can put down 2 eggs for breakfast each day like no one's business.

Our sweet little fella. We can't wait to see what God has in store for you as you learn and grow in this big world. So much to discover. I know the Lord has big plans for you my boy.
 
We're getting ready in this house for our "Summer Birthday Line Up", meaning we have 4 birthdays all in a row...Titus, then Lincoln, Norah, and Isaac pulls in the tail end on July 3. We're birthday bananas and loving every minute of celebration together.
 

Wednesday, September 18, 2013

Summer of 2013...Playin' Catch Up
This summer has been full of critter catching,
 

story telling,

and Revolutionary War birthdays (Lincoln, Norah and Isaac).
 

Norah turned 4

My sweet friend lovin' on Titus

Avonlea in her Revolutionary War attire

and Norah and "M" too

Papa attempting to organize a piƱata line

1 - 2 - 3 - swing!

bashful Norah as we sing

Isaac turned 2


boy cracks me up as he loves to "drive" Daddy's truck

foraging at our property...found hog plum trees which are edible and great for jams and jellies

Yum!

Meeting the men to clear our land, 1 and 1/2 acres of the five...I dislike having to cut down the beautiful trees, but we have plenty of them and pasture is a must having cattle and poultry.

my new 1889 Singer...now to figure out the bobbin

lunch with friends

Titus and Mommy

Titus and his first piano lesson

Norah (4)in her "grow with me" picture (my wedding dress)

...and Avovnlea (7)

Norah with two of our four new bunnies

mozzarella making

fox grape foraging...also for grape jelly

Avonlea at our friends' 16th birthday party

celebrating with friends

my grain mill...experimenting with lots of bread recipes

drawing out Scripture has been so helpful (for the kids and myself)

my wonderful husband building Molly's fence

Thursday, July 11, 2013

Sweet Titus
You're two months old now and growing like a weed. You're sleeping from 10pm til 5am and then back down for another few hours giving Mommy lots of sleep.

You're not as fussy with each passing week and you rolled over for the first time  yesterday (front to back). You love sleeping on your tummy and adore being talked to by your siblings.
 
You look just like your Daddy and have the greatest smile (none of which I've been able to truly capture since the camera flash catches you off guard). You're getting better at sitting in your carseat and being worn by Mommy.
 
You love being outdoors and swinging with me on the playground swing. I'm so thankful for what a blessing you are to our family and to think we would've missed out on knowing you. You are such a gift. 

Wednesday, May 15, 2013

What's In a Name?

So, I had promised awhile back that I would share the story of how Titus got his name. I have some quiet time today while he sleeps (and Grandma took the big kids to the beach) where I can share.

It started during pregnancy of coarse, as Rob and I were thinking about names. I've always thought girls' names were easier and I had a few picked out that I liked, however God was giving us a boy so I turned those thoughts toward masculine, heroic names throughout history. We wanted something that really had meaning and a story and did we ever get one!
 
I would pray and ask the Lord for a name quite frequently and one name kept coming back to me.
 
Titus.
 
I have to admit, I liked the name (Rob loved it and was set on it) but there were others that took seniority over it and I was fighting God. There were a few instances where I knew it was the Lord speaking. For instance, walking into mom's group one morning and our leader asked me to read from Titus 2. We never read out of Titus. "Yeah, Lord. I'm listening." A sermon or two out of
II Corinthians speaking of Titus also came into play one morning. "Still listening Lord."
 
It wasn't until a month or so before his birth where I packed a baby book of names into my hospital suitcase and was determined on another name where the Lord gave me a Daniel 5 moment. (You know the story, where God was writing on the wall and Nebuchadnezzar asks Daniel to interpret.) Yeah, we had our own "writing on the wall experience" and I finally gave in.
 
One morning, I was giving Lincoln words to spell out with some magnetic letters on a cookie sheet. He finished working with them, but a certain toddler got a hold of them and they wound up all over the floor. I asked Lincoln to help put them away (with help of the toddler) and so the letters made their way back into their bag and were placed on the shelf. Low and behold I didn't know that a few were missing. Later that day, we found the missing letters still on the floor and I asked Lincoln to just place them on the French doors for the time being. We'd put them away later. I had lunch to serve.

He placed the letters on the door and we ate lunch. It wasn't until later that day when I saw what he had put up. Keep in mind, we hadn't shared any of the name ideas with the kids yet. As I looked at the letters, they read "t i 2 c".
 
Titus 2, Calvin.
 
(We chose Calvin as his middle name after John Calvin, an amazing man of history and Christianity.) I literally sat down in a chair and gave in. I prayed and thanked the Lord for the sign and for making it clear what name HE wanted.
 
We have had some amazing individuals and families that have stepped in as we've been parenting our children through the years. Individuals who have helped us in discipline, consistency, time management, education endeavors and so much more. They have helped us and encouraged us along the way to raise godly men and women for Christ. They have helped model for us how to listen to the Lord, hear His voice and follow His will and not our own for our children. We are so thankful for these Titus 2 men and women and it is an honor to name our son after such an amazing missionary in the Bible. A young, Greek man who feared and loved the Lord by the name of Titus. He served alongside Paul and as Paul knew he wouldn't be around forever, new teachers had to be trained to carry on God's message to the people. And hence, he trained Titus. He eventually became the overseer of the churches on the island of Crete, leading many to Christ. If you've never read the book of Titus, you can here.
 
So ends the story of how our Titus became Titus Calvin Bates.
 
Hugs and blessing to you all!!!