Too Much Perfection?

Yesterday, after baking the cake, I had some leftover batter in various colors. I decided not to waste it, and instead I made cupcakes. Below are pictures of the process, but please ignore the poor quality of the cupcakes in the end. I may be able to bake something that tastes good, but the whole 'pretty cupcakes' ability is beyond me. I cannot figure out how to make them look nice, so I have given up even trying. They do taste a heckuvalot better than they look. But you'll just have to trust me on that!

And here is the finished product of the rainbow cake!

After the day's chores were finished yesterday, we took some time to dye Easter eggs. The wutz considered it to be a very serious matter:

Today, my friend Kellie, her husband Mark, and their entire family remain in my prayers. As does Cole, the 20 month little boy that underwent a liver transplant yesterday. I pray healing for both these families.





These are the days of Elijah
Declaring the word of the Lord
And these are the days of Your servant, Moses
Righteousness being restored

And these are the days of great trial
Of famine and darkness and sword
Still, we are the voice in the desert crying
'Prepare ye the way of the Lord!'

Behold He comes, riding on the clouds
Shining like the sun at the trumpet call
Lift your voice, it's the year of jubilee
And out of Zion's hill salvation comes

And these are the days of Ezekiel
The dry bones becoming as flesh
And these are the days of Your servant, David
Rebuilding a temple of praise

And these are the days of the harvest
The fields are as white in Your world
And we are the laborers in Your vineyard
Declaring the word of the Lord

There's no god like Jehovah!
There's no god like Jehovah!

Dear Heavenly Father,
We thank you for being our Sovereign Lord. El Elyon - The Lord MOST HIGH. We praise you for always have our best interests at heart. Thank You for being You.
And Father God, we are coming together to lift up Mark, Kellie and family in prayer - according to You, Lord. We lift them up to the Throne of Grace, Mercy, Peace and ask that Your hand is always upon this family. Lord, we ask for physical healing for Mark. You are the God of Miracles. Please touch him, Lord. We ask for wisdom for his drs, Kellie and himself on how to proceed. Kellie really needs YOUR strength Lord. and Your Word says that "those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength" - well, she needs that renewal. and Lord we want the Perfect Peace, the peace that is only obtained thru Jesus, to overflow into and out of this family. so that they know, no matter what happens - that You have great love for them.
There are probably many things that we are forgetting in this prayer but we are confident that YOU know and have their greastest need and desire at heart. We ask for godly men and women to come into their lives and touch them during this time of need. men and women who will help and walk beside them.
We ask all these things thru the precious Name of Your Son, Jesus. Thank You for hearing our prayer(s).

Amen.

I learned today that someone I don't really know suffered a tragic loss. It was a loss that shook me to my core and trembled my foundation. It was the loss of her two year old son. Her son was less than two months older than the wutz. No doubt my sense of anguish is from my ability to project just a tiny iota of what I might feel were I in her shoes. And I pray to God that I'll never know.

It truly was a tragic accident. Her daughter made a practice swing of a bat during T-ball practice. The bat, in swing, struck the little girl's brother in the chest. The blow sent the poor baby's heart into arrhythmia and doctors were unable to bring him back.

My heart shattered into a million pieces just reading the short message detailing the events. The tragedy of this family that I have never met face to face, nearly brought me to my knees with grief. So, I prayed. I prayed harder than I'd prayed in a long long time. I prayed for peace, for healing, for love, for guidance... all for this family. And I admit that I prayed such a tragedy would never touch anyone else I know, including myself.

All day I struggled with my sorrow. A small measure, indeed, compared what this family must be suffering, I know. But then tonight I chose to attend Wednesday night church service. Before the discussions began, for some reason I ended up retelling this story of this family. And tonight an entire congregation joined hands and bowed heads, literally, in prayer for a family they, too, did not know. It was moving. And I felt, that in spirit, I came to know these strangers today. I hope and pray again that they will feel some measure of peace very soon and that they know God and an amazingly large community is there for them.