June 13, 2010

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  Rhonda said the other day that i should post another samesies photo montage because she reckoned the boys were starting to look more different. I'd have to agree, although Josh was looking at these photos and complaining that he didnt like them much because he realized he couldnt tell his kids apart. We're also turning into those parents who keep calling their kids by the wrong name. alas.

  Anyway, my observation is that Asher is a bit more beefy looking than his older brother was at the same age (Judah's photos were taken June of 2006, at almost exactly the same age). Look at how thick Asher's wrists/arms are in that same undershirt compared with Judah. Look at how he seems to not have a neck. A rugby player for sure Soon Judah can wear a tshirt that says, "dont mess with me cuz my little brother kicks butt"   I also think that their colouring, even apart from the eyes, is much different, and Asher has a wider head. All that to say, they wont be look-alikes for much longer, i suspect.

  

  

  

  

  

  June 10 - Asher pulls to stand. <sigh>. With Judah, i confess, we probably pushed him too quickly along these milestones. Asher seems to accomplish the same feats in less time and way before i'm ready for him to! He is eating a LOT of solids recently, 3 times a day now. And we're just entering a new sleep phase, perhaps due to the prayers of the Saints on my behalf. If that's true, THANK YOU! I'm reveling in a solid sleep routine/habit for the first time with Asher and it has, in turn, brought pain relief to my tension headaches and neck ache.

  Today in church we heard some very disturbing news, horrifying actually. The fearful side of me immediately thought, "we shouldnt be living in this kind of a place with small children". What ifs are a deadly disease, to be sure. But on the other hand, i find myself more capable of overcoming my fear of things that could happen when brought on by others than my fear of illness and disease. I suppose we all have our own areas of weakness. What i am reminded of every time though is that we are living in an increasingly dangerous and hostile world. It's a global trend that is difficult to escape, if that's what you hope to do. No matter where in the world you find yourself, random  (or not so random) acts of violence happen when you least expect them to. We cannot say we would be safer in this place or that. Of course, the political and economic climate in Madagascar right now is a healthy petri dish for breeding violence and hostile acts of desperation. When i think of escaping such an environment i am brought face to face with the reality that it's not fair that i can do so. In a world racing headlong towards destruction, there is no where to escape. It reminds me that there is no where to escape God either. In the end there is only trust that He is here and he will be with us no matter where we are or what we encounter, even into the pit of horror. 'When i walk through the valley of the shadow of death, You are with me. Your rod and your staff they comfort me.' That said, we would appreciate your prayers for safety as we continue to live in a country where people are doing desperate things to combat the desperate circumstances they are finding themselves in.

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