Thursday, December 31, 2009

Wednesday, December 30, 2009

Say "Adeline!"

It took a lot of takes (and even more chocolate) to make sure all the girls were smiling. We got a few good ones but it wasn't the same without our cousin Adeline...

Monday, December 28, 2009

The Year's Greatest Gift

Praise to my friend Betsy Dunlap whose stunning calligraphy is featured on these gorgeous cards. To see more of her inspired work go here and here. Thank you, thank you, Betsy, for helping me commemorate the gift of Evangeline with such beautiful keepsakes!

Thursday, December 24, 2009

Merry Christmas

...and a happy New Year.

Wednesday, December 23, 2009


“Let no debt remain outstanding, except the continuing debt to love one another, for he who loves his fellowman has fulfilled the law. The commandments, ‘Do not commit adultery,’ Do not murder,’ Do not steal,’ Do not covet,’ and whatever other commandments there may be, are summed up in this one rule: ‘Love your neighbor as yourself.”
~Romans 13.8-9

It is easy, particularly this time of year, to speak in superlatives about loving humanity and my fellowman. Peace on earth! Goodwill to men! Such phrases trip lightly off the tongue - especially when (like me) you’ve been watching too many Christmas movies.

But when it comes to loving individuals - the people whom I encounter on a daily basis – that is something else entirely; something infinitely more challenging. To love those persons often requires an added measure of grace; a certain quality or caliber of soul; even a kind of miracle.

This afternoon, after a particularly difficult encounter, I was choking on my own failure, about to hang my head in blunt resignation, sure that there was no hope of my ever rising to such a lofty occasion as loving my neighbor as myself… when I remembered that a miracle has taken place:

“But now a righteousness from God, apart from the law, has been made known… This righteousness from God comes through faith in Jesus Christ to all who believe.”

When God carved the Ten Commandments onto those tablets of stone He gave the Israelites a picture of His own righteousness - a practical representation of the abstract perfection of God. To be righteous, according to the Law, meant one did not commit adultery, did not murder or steal - did not even covet!

But this Law which God spoke into existence on that high hill so many years ago never had the power to save; only to condemn. And I would still be standing in the shadow of that condemnation were it not for the birth and death of Jesus Christ.

Though I will struggle against sin until the day I die, I realized with renewed awe that I am no longer compelled to perpetually indulge my basest instincts toward impatience, unkindness, and jealousy. Now, because of his life and death and resurrection, I am under a new law, the law of the Spirit of life, which frees me to exhibit kindness, to exercise patience, and to embrace with gratitude the circumstances which He has seen fit to bring into my life.

I realize that I cannot be this woman who loves, truly and unselfishly, in my own strength; for the HM Baker of Genematas Drive is not naturally disposed toward putting the interests of others above her own.

Yet if Scripture speaks rightly, and I believe it does, then the same Spirit who raised Jesus from the dead is residing within me; this Spirit, the spirit of Christ, "helps us in our weakness" and "intercedes for us with groanings that words cannot express."

May I be inspired to remember, this Christmas, the profound cost Christ paid in order to grant me this gift - the gift of His righteousness - and let me not forget the glorious opportunity I have to depend on Him, every moment exchanging my weakness for His strength, as He uses my circumstances to transform my character and make me holy, just as He is holy.

‘To Him who is able to keep you from falling and to present you before his glorious presence without fault and with great joy – to the only God our Savior be glory, majesty, power and authority, through Jesus Christ our Lord…” (Jude 1.24).

Tuesday, December 22, 2009


Audrey found the bag of sequins in the craft box... I suppose the good news is that now my living room really does sparkle with an unearthly light. When she saw my jaw drop as I surveyed the state of my carpet, she said, "You - you frust-er-ated, Mom?"

"Yes," I told her, and sighed, "but mainly with myself."

Later that evening when I walked blithely out of my room in a bright pink pair of flannel pajamas (which I realize in retrospect employ the same color scheme as Sleeping Beauty's princess gown), Audrey's jaw dropped. "You - you getting married, Mom?" she asked, genuinely stupefied. "Is that... your... wedding dress?"

I looked down at the bright floral print; my hand came up to finger the silk ruffle around the collar.

"Oh," she went on, chopping her hands through the empty air, "I - I love your wedding dress!"

"Why, thank you!" I said.

"My mom is getting married!" shouted Audrey. "My mom is getting married!"

I think it would have been cruel to tell her that I already did.

As to Evangeline - yes, she is sitting up proudly, crawling backward, and ambling forward on all fours, but most importantly - she has proven herself to be utterly female by tasting her first bite of chocolate and loving it. Credit goes to Audrey, who positioned a blue M&M on the tip of Evie's tongue, without permission or aid, as every big sister should.

Can you guess what gave her away?

"Audrey," I said. "You are not allowed to feed baby sister anything unless you ask Mommy first. Why did you do it?"

"Be-cause," she said, "I - I sharing with her!"

It was a good enough reason.

Monday, December 21, 2009

going postal

I finally got the Christmas cards out... it was hard to let them go, I put so much of myself into the project, but it thrills me to think about friends and family finding one in their mailbox.

Sunday, December 20, 2009

Friday, December 18, 2009

"The bird a nest,
the spider a web,
man friendship."

- William Blake

Thursday, December 17, 2009


'Tis the season for colds... and sending out Christmas best regards... and late nights stringing ribbon through announcements cards... I have been busy with all three and cannot wait to unveil the result, inspired by this gorgeous copy of Longfellow's poems...

"Ye who believe in affection that hopes, and endures,
and is patient,
Ye who believe in the beauty and strength of woman's devotion,
List to the mournful tradition still sung by the pines
of the forest;
List to a Tale of Acadie, home of the happy,"

Monday, December 14, 2009


On Saturday morning I was frustrated with my computer because the mouse kept sticking. Audrey hugged me and said, "Here- here, Mom. Take a princess. That'll make you feel better." She was right.

That night she started to come down with the sniffles. We took her to a nearby neighborhood, famous for its decked-out holiday lawns. When she saw the princesses, I think she felt better.

Saturday, December 12, 2009