Friday, November 27, 2015

Happy Birthday, Brandi!

Today is my second oldest sister, Brandi's, birthday! She is my goofy, caring, Sound of Music loving, sister!
 
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She is so amazing! When my littlest brother, Levi, was in the hospital, she took the other four of us on top of her own baby, which was not an easy feat. (At that point, we ranged in age from 7 down to 2 years old).
She does the best "Indian" accent and makes us crack up all the time! Nothing like getting together for a Christmas gift wrapping party with her!
 
November 2014
 
She is also the most amazing mother to her 6 children!
 
Brandi and her two littlest boys, Cooper and Tucker.
 
And, of course, she manages to be properly intimidating goofy when she's getting ready to beat us at a game.
 
Thanksgiving 2014
 
I could go on about my amazing big sister forever,but I will not.I just want to say I love you, Brandi, always!
 
 
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Wednesday, November 25, 2015

Blessings (11/25/2015)

Things to be thankful for....
 
My family
My two youngest brothers, Noah and Levi.
 
 
(My hair was braided for the Hansel and Gretel play; we were watching dress rehearsal in the time we had before we had to go get ready).
 
My nieces and nephews, including my sweet newest nephew, Tucker Zane, born October 29.
 
 
 The beautiful state in which I live. (Picture taken by my lovely mother).
 
 
When God knows who should be in your life and causes an opportunity to get to know each other better...
  
 
 When God allows an old(er) friendship to blossom, in spite of the miles separating us.  
 
 
For moments like these...
 
 
 
 
 
 
I have so much to be thankful for, but truthfully, there is only blessing I have that I know will always be there no matter what happens to me, what people I lose, where I live...and that is the blessing of Jesus in my heart.
 
 
Happy Thanksgiving to all!
 
 

Friday, November 20, 2015

Slow Fade

 
 
This ring on my hand. I don't want I to represent a lie in any way. Because purity is not just about saving my heart in one way. It's about not allowing anything to creep into my heart that doesn't belong; it's about letting my heart belong to God and God alone.
It's about not allowing myself to take even the first steps towards sinking into a lifestyle that is not in any way pleasing towards God. As my mom says about using wrong language-"Don't do it. Not even once. Because once you start, it's almost impossible to stop."
It's about not allowing my eyes to see things they should not be seeing-in movies, online....
It's about not allowing my ears to listen to music with rebellious lyrics or to people who are trying to sway me in the wrong direction....
It's about not allowing my feet to take me to places that will only hurt me....
It's not about allowing hurtful words or swearing to come from my lips...
I want God to have reign over the throne of my heart, so that if there is a man He has waiting for me, God can allow him to share my heart, at the right time-and if that is not what He has planned for me, then he can protect me from unnecessary heart ache, or allow me to grow through that pain.
I want to be a good example to the "little feet following"-my little brothers, nieces and nephews, the kids I babysit, the kids I work with in AWANA.
I don't want to give myself away in any way.
 
 
 

Monday, November 2, 2015

Happy 9th Birthday, Levi!

Just gotta say, I love the scheduled post feature on blogger. :)
 
I'm going to try to be better about posting on each of my sibling's birthdays-I think it's a great way to introduce them to you and for me to think more deeply about the things I love about each one and not just the things that annoy me.
 
So tomorrow (today by the time this post surfaces for you all) my baby brother turns 9 years old. When did that happen?? It's so crazy! I remember when he was a year old and terrified of the vacuum. I loved it because it meant he clung to me when he wouldn't usually let me hold him at all.
 
But, first....let me backtrack a bit.
 
On November 2, 2006, my brother Levi entered the world. I remember being so crazy excited to see him and sitting in the hospital waiting room with my siblings. I was so excited that we got to go in and take turns looking at him. (With Noah and Tim, my dad had just wheeled the baby past so we got a quick glimpse and then the rest of the time until they came home we just looked in through a window).
 
 
I have always been a big baby lover so of course nothing thrilled me more than this new sibling and I couldn't wait to get my hands on him!
 
 
We all doted on baby  Levi and all was well until he was about 5 months old. My mom had always had a hard time with getting him to gain weight, and his head seemed just a bit too big for his little body, but we didn't suspect anything to be seriously wrong with him. One night, Natalie, Tim, and I (7, 6, and 5 years old at the time) were playing outside, laughing and having a great time. We came inside to eat a snack our mom had prepared for us. Mom was also feeding Levi, and I remember all of  a sudden her saying Dad's name in a panicked voice. My brother had suddenly stopped breathing and turned blue; he was having  a seizure. My dad rushed him outside and I remember running out the door to see him performing CPR on Levi in our front lawn. One of my parents called 911 and I remember the ambulance showing up and my parents leaving. The rest of us went to stay with our neighbors until our big sister, Brandi, came and got us.
I didn't really understand what had happened, but it turned out that Levi had rickets, a disease caused by a vitamin D deficiency. I almost lost my brother, but apparently God still had a purpose for him to fulfill, and his life was saved.
 
Little Guy grew much more healthy after he left the hospital, and soon was a chubby, blonde cutie.
 
Papa and Levi.

Levi and his nephew, Kyran. (So funny how that worked out). Best friends and partners in crime.
 Stair surfing with Uncle Darrin in 2012 or 2013.
 
 
 
 Love these pics of Levi and me from December 2011.
 
 
 

 
 
And this is now. I love you, Levy J! I hope you never think otherwise, no matter what I might do or say.
 
 
 
 
 Happy birthday, you crazy boy!
 
Your sister,
Chrissie ("Crispy", if you wish, since it is your birthday).