Benjamin. All boy-all the time. He was prayed for over and over. That God would bless us with a son. And God heard our cries and blessed. He's just cool like that.

Bridget my princess, my girly girl. Chooses dresses over shorts and t's. Loves nails, hair and talking about boys :) My cuddle bug.

My sweet girl Beatrice. So creative and artistic. Great things ahead for this precious girl.

Bailey Boo. It's hard to believe this is the same little baby girl that brought me to my knees and changed my life forever.

Brett can never be serious in a picture. So here is me and Mr.McCreepy

Tummy trouble

This Monday is starting kinda slow. I have tummy issues this morning and can't be far from the restroom. It is one of those gross things that no one ever wants to deal with. I pray it starts and ends with me and that my children and husband do not get it. Please pray for me today. All nastiness aside.....

Yesterday Pastor Jonathan had a message that was truly life changing. He and some other dear friends returned last Wed. from a mission trip to Honduras. He came back and shared some things that God revealed to him. He spoke of living within our means, changing our mindsets to realize how comfortable we are as Americans. How wealthy we are. Really discerning between needs and wants. That our definition of hungry and rich and the people of Honduras's definition are two different things. It reminded me a lot of Francis Chan's book Crazy Love. I really recommend for you to read this book. Also if you have time you can listen to Jonathan's message at http://www.plumcreekchurch.org/ . I try hard to keep fresh on my mind how blessed we are. Don't get me wrong I change the channel every time I see one of the feed the children commercials and love Starbucks. I'm so not as compassionate as I should be. I grew up in a home that was not wealthy. I won't go into detail other than to say I never want my children to have to worry about electricity or water being cut off. Weather there is food to make a lunch or not. I am concerned with the opposite now. Do they know how blessed we are. The home we live in is a mansion compared to the home I grew up in (Compared to the majority of other homes in the world as a whole). Every time I pull into our driveway I am still overwhelmed with a feeling of unworthiness. I worry that my children will never know how blessed they are. I pray that as their mother I would be able to teach them to have a heart for others who are not as blessed. And teach them to have an awareness of how TRULY BLESSED they are. May God reveal to you today how blessed you are.

Thoughts racing through my mind........ Is this tummy bug to slow me down to listen?..........The true definition of poverty...........teaching humble attitudes......... cutting back..........???

Summer 09

Summer is a BIZZY time in the Pennington house. Brett's A/C business Pennington Service Company keeps him away most of the summer. He is in the process of going back to school and then on to Seminary. So he is extremely busy. The kids and I stay busy as well. Bailey (12 almost 13) just finished up with select basketball. Beatrice (8) is very artistic and loves dance so there are tons of Beatrice's art projects going on all over the house. Bridget (5) is into tea parties and girly stuff. And Benjamin (3) is a wild man. He doesn't slow down much. He will cuddle with me when I ask. :) He loves his sisters and loves to wrestle. Our wonderful friend Miss Becky has agreed to teach Dance class for the girls so we all are excited about that. We go to the pool most mornings to wear the bees out. I really love summer time and having my kids home from school. I hope we can make some fun memories this summer. We've been attending The Fellowship at Plum Creek on Sunday Mornings and Austin Stone Community Church on Sunday evenings. It's amazing to see all God is doing in both of these areas. We love all the new friends we have made. Some random thoughts and ideas that race through my mind lately I'll share with you....dicipleship.....intentional ministry......stewardship........babies.....is my house sanitary yet fun......I miss my size 5 jeans.......Dear God please keep me sain......

OK well I'll keep you posted.