Happy 4th!

Well, I hope everyone had a great 4th of July. While Daddy put insulation in our attic with Grandy, the girls and I went to get Bella's haircut for the first time. She did great and actually enjoyed it! Her favorite part was the bobby pin with a jewel stuck on it the lady put in her hair. The place was a kids salon with all sorts of fun things, so it was a fun time for all.

We came back took naps and headed over to the Cone's for their annual party. It was a great time to catch up with friends and the girls had a great time playing with all their friends too. We got home at 9:30pm and they were both wired. So, we watched some fireworks on TV. Emery wound down rather quickly! Great times!

I've been packing our kitchen, not the most motivating place to start, especially doing it by myself. I'm averaging 3.5 boxes a day. Such is life with toddlers! As Bella's favorite story says, "Slow and steady wins the race." (Although I'd much prefer to be the Hare)

I was spending time with God today reading the amplified version in Isaiah and came across the word "Believe"(trusted in, relied upon, and clung to). I just stopped and began to think about how often we as a culture associate the word believe with knowledge of, or knowing something to be true. Yet have I relied upon or clung to God or His truth in my everyday life? So as to live out my belief? Well, yes somethings, but all that I claim to Believe? Hmmm. I guess feeling like I'm coming out of a long season of desperation, I identified with the phase "clung to". I can't think of anything I would cling to that I would not be intently depending on to secure me. It speaks a challenge to me saying live your life without fearing God can't back himself up. In other words, I don't have to defend God, but rather focus on looking for areas where my life and scripture don't line up and ask God how to reconcile them so that I am relying on His truth to prevail. This may only make sense in my head and if so, sorry for the weirdness!