Saturday, February 28, 2009
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Monday, February 23, 2009
Yesterday Emrys, Gwendolyn and I were on the receiving end of a tidal wave of love shown to us by our church community. The ladies of the church organized a family dinner and baby shower to welcome Gwendolyn. Delicious food was enjoyed and then we were showered with gifts.
As I sat in the front of a room full of friends, gifts were handed to me to open, opened and then quickly followed by another: truly a tidal wave of gift receiving activity. To be honest, it was quite overwhelming as I tried to show appreciation for one gift, to at least make eye-contact with the giver and mouth a “thank-you” across the function hall, another gift was poured into my lap. Then the wave shifted as I took Gwendolyn and Emrys got to open some of the gifts. I sat back for a minute and watched my daughter, sound asleep and oblivious to the activity, unaware of the outpouring we were receiving on her behalf. I watched Emrys as he opened gifts and hammed it up for the middle-school girls who were taking pictures for us. My life is so amazingly different than it was a year ago.
Today as I “dry off” a bit process the experience, I cannot begin to put into words my appreciation for the thoughtfulness of the gifts and generosity of our community. I folded clothes that my daughter will wear in the coming year(s) and think of those whose generosity has helped fill her dresser. I look at the hand-made gifts and think of the time invested in their art, simply to bless us. I look at the bath stuff and think of the generous spirits who contributed to help care for Gwendolyn. I look at the feeding items and think of the generosity that will help feed my baby girl. I look at many blankets we’ve received from friends around the country, and I am blessed by the thoughtfulness that will keep my daughter warm and give her a soft place to play.
I’ll write thank-you notes and try, but I’m not sure I’ll be able to truly express the fullness of the blessing I’m feeling today.
Thank you all. Your generosity, time, thoughtfulness and talents are truly appreciated.
Saturday, February 21, 2009
Friday, February 20, 2009
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Many of you know that my brother is a HUGE Boston Red Sox fan. Now that he has a son, and I am Aunt Sara maker of crochet baby blankets, this only seemed fitting. Hopefully it will become a favorite. It's different from any of the other crochet projects I've done and I was pretty happy with how it turned out :D
Monday, February 16, 2009
Wednesday, February 11, 2009
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
In an effort to pass on to our progeny (of which we now have one) something tangible of our story, we have published one portion of our blog in hard copy. We've found a website that "slurps" one's blog entries and formats them for printing in book form. After some months of editing and formatting, we ordered a hard copy of our blog entries from the first three months of 2006. 160 pages and $60 later, we have a gorgeous hard copy that one day will pass into the hands of our child(ren).
Monday, February 09, 2009
I am so incredibly thankful that my little girl will sleep anytime - anywhere: including at night. Last night she 5 hours straight baby! While I know this can change at a whim - for now, I'm taking it for the blessing it is!
Friday, February 06, 2009
Wednesday, February 04, 2009
The Welsh word gwen meanswhite, fair, or blessed. The word dolen refers to circle or ring. Thus in the name Gwendolyn we have called our daughter blessed ring. We hope that she will be, as all the faithful of Christ, like a signet ring of the Lord Yahweh: a constant display of the presence, power, and love of the living God.
I have taken inspiration for this meaning from the book of the prophet Haggai. In this short story the Lord tells Zerubbabel, the governor of
We hope that she will carry with her and shower upon others great blessings of imagination, compassion, and wisdom. May she be, like a ring given in promise, a sign of covenant relationship. May her presence be a reminder of the Spirit’s love for everyone she meets.
Humanity cannot live without hope. Hope is that which imagines a future better than the present. Hope is the mother of all change for the good. She displaces fear and keeps despair at bay. To live with hope is to cast off sparks that set the world ablaze with new possibility. Thus in the name Hope we have asked the Lord to make her a light in the darkness. May her presence inspire others to better things; may her voice call hearts to labor for the divine in the midst of the human. May our daughter’s life be a promise of greater things to come, a Blessed Ring of Hope.
There is a happy double entendre in the translation (though not in Welsh): blessed ring of hope can refer to a sound, like a bell of hope tolling in the village. So we ask that the life of our little one might be a clarion ring to the world of something higher and better. May she be a song of blessing, singing the harmony of the Father of Lights, from cradle to grave and beyond.