May 29, 2012

A fabulous weekend!

Weekend in review and not a picture to show for it.  Shame on me!

~Friday Night~

Josties Concert, and a walk along the beach of Fort Worden State Park at sunset.  The lighting was perfect. The children looked like little golden fairies dancing near the water. It was so beautiful! I thank God for giving us the ability to REMEMBER, like photos for our soul.

"How strange this fear of death is! We are never frightened at a sunset."
~George McDonald

The girls and I attended a Mother~Daughter Tea. We hosted a table providing the decorations and dessert. It was a great afternoon full of friends, corn chowder (the best I have ever tasted), almond tart, pink roses, and an edifying devotional by a lovely Grandmother.

I have been moving my beautiful and fragrant roses all over the Santos Cottage.  I put them on my dresser at bedtime, on the dining room table during the day and on the piano in the evening.  It has been a few days so they are beginning to wilt, but the soft rose scent lingers everywhere.


Sophia played her violin in church, "Come thou fount" with a piano accompaniment.  We were so proud of her and the message was so edifying.  We are beginning a study on the book of John.

A family took the children home with them because Mr. Santos and I left church early to attend a wedding.  It was fun to get all dressed up and go on a date with him.  I don't think we have done that more than twice since the children were born.  Mr. Santos wore a very handsome black suit and silver tie. (just between us he was more than handsome, sizzlingly so) I wore high heeled shoes and pearls with a new dress that had the  best twirl to it.

Such fun!

Mr. Santos had the day off for Memorial Day.  I called my favorite soldier (Hi Don!) Then it was a morning of tramping down the aisles of Lowe's gathering this and that for a small garden project.  The children and I wandered in and out of the barns for sale as they dreamed of club houses and secret hideouts. We then spent the afternoon digging and building and planting.  Later, I found a lone steak in the freezer and along with some nitrate free hot dogs we grilled our food over the fire pit.  I threw together a green salad and some leftover strawberries and it turned out to be a great picnic.

Well into the night we grilled corn on the cob over the "still-hot" coals and Mr. Santos gave me a present of a caramel chocolate bar. I don't know what has gotten into the man, but I could get used to being treated to dates out and chocolate!  Of course, I can't enjoy chocolate with three sets of brown-eyes staring at me, so we broke it up and shared.  A happy day, full of God's grace and blessing.

~The best of all ~

But the best of the entire weekend came to me in special words to my soul from my Great Lord Jesus.  When we attended the concert Friday night, the mother of the band said, "Life in Christ is about becoming more and more dependent on Him."

"But without faith it is impossible to please him:" Hebrews 11:6a

At the Mother~daughter Tea, the speaker asked us, "How near do you want to be to Jesus?" 

"If any man will come after me, let him deny himself, and take up his cross daily, and follow me. For whosoever will save his life shall lose it: but whosoever will lose his life for my sake, the same shall save it."  Luke 9:23-24

A word fitly spoken is like apples of gold in pitchers of silver.  These words, though I have heard and contemplated them before were so perfect.  They seemed to gather up all the months of hard things I have been experiencing and gave me the answer to my "problems."  I was greatly encouraged.

Thank you Lord, for a wonderful weekend.

May 24, 2012

It's been a while

I haven't been the best blogger lately.


I can't believe it is already the end of May.  At the same time, what? It's only May?

This has been a very VERY long year. Yet it has also been just the blink of an eye.

What do you blog about when God is revealing more and more of Himself to you, but it means that He can no longer fit in the boxes you have created for Him?

It's not comfortable.

I didn't even know I had a bunch of boxes to fit my God in, that is, until everything started spilling out of them.  Hmm.  It's either stay "comfortable" or get rid of the "boxes" and allow God to reveal Himself.

"Blessed are the pure in heart for they shall see God."  I want to see God. Don't you?

I don't want to lean on my own understanding. I want to acknowledge Him in all my ways.

"The fining pot is for silver, and the furnace for gold: but the LORD trieth the hearts."

So, it's been a little HOT over here as my Lord has "trieth" my heart.

Maybe someday I will be able to put it into words. I hope. I don't want to forget.  But for now all I can do is  "Be still and know that God is God," and blog about the happy events at The Santos Times.

In addition to being HOT, it has also been messy.  But, as a friend has said many times, "in order to clean out the closet, you have to make a mess first."  All the junk has to come out, right?  God says to "put off all these; anger, wrath, malice, blasphemy, filthy communication out of your mouth."   What better way than to see it for what it is, take a hold of it and put it OFF. I like the way Oswald Chambers puts it:

"Many of us prefer to stay at the threshold of the Christian life instead of going on to construct a soul in accordance with the new life God has put within. We fail because we are ignorant of the way we are made, we put things down to the devil instead of our own undisciplined natures. Think what we can be when we are roused!

There are certain things we must not pray about – moods, for instance. Moods never go by praying, moods go by kicking. A mood nearly always has its seat in the physical condition, not in the moral. It is a continual effort not to listen to the moods which arise from a physical condition, never submit to them for a second. We have to take ourselves by the scruff of the neck and shake ourselves, and we will find that we can do what we said we could not. The curse with most of us is that we won’t. The Christian life is one of incarnate spiritual pluck.

So that's why The Santos Times has been a little slow and quiet the last few weeks.  Hot and messy.

God is good. He is always Good. I am so thankful He never gives up on us, on me, on my children, on this crazy little Santos family.

May 18, 2012

May Daybook

(click on the picture above for more daybook fun)


Friday, May 18, 2012

Outside our window...

Onions popping up and small blossoms coming out in the strawberry patch.

I am thankful...

for time with my children and the way God is helping Mr. Santos and I to become more like-minded.

I am wearing...

a sweater and socks.  It is a bit chilly today, though I am hoping for SUNshine later today.

please, please, please come out sunshine.  I miss you.

From the kitchen...

toast and eggs with salsa and fresh fruit (strawberries and bananas) for breakfast

Lemon cupcakes made by Sophia ~ thank you my dear

Spaghetti and green salad for dinner

I am learning...

The root of my disobedience is that I believe

"my ways are higher than God's ways."

I don't know how I fall prey to this so often.  PRIDE.
 The Bible says that "there is a way that seems right unto a man but the end thereof is death." God's ways are higher than my ways.

Dear Lord,
Help me to lean not on my own understanding, but to acknowledge you in all my ways.
What do you want me to do today? What do you want me to say?
How can I serve you?

A quote to share...

"I am the vine, ye are the branches: He that abideth in me, and I in him, the same bringeth forth much fruit: for without me ye can do nothing.

I am the true vine, and my Father is the husbandman."

~Jesus Christ

I am creating...

Photo books from My Publisher.  They will be thank you gifts to my family in California who were so generous to us on our visit.

I am going...

to finish up my garden.  Lettuces, carrots and zinnias to plant.

I am remembering...

Playing Password with my family in California.


I am reading...

II Kings and Luke in the Bible

and "Teddy's Button" with the children.  Teddy is such a sweet boy!

I am praying...

For healing...for so many...Lord, if you are willing you can make them whole.

Around the house...


Geo puzzles of the U.S.A. and the World, tangrams, and nano-blocks.

One of my favorite things...


A few plans for the month:

Cook and clean and do laundry.  A mother/daughter Tea.  A wedding.

Also, a track meet for the kids.  At one of the next meets, I get to be the announcer! Yeah! I can't wait to get behind the microphone and play "Sportscaster"


"This is Mrs. Santos, coming to you live from the main sports event of the year! Noah is lined up to take his first jump. He lines up, he focuses, and he is off!  There he goes! Up into the sky! Wow! He must of jumped a mile!"

A tap on my shoulder, "Excuse me ma'am. Please stick to the program and read only from the script."

"Ahem, oh, yes, sorry."

Here are some picture thoughts to share...

Looks like a mile long jump to me!

May 13, 2012

Happy Mother's Day!

Oh that God would give every mother a vision of the glory and splendor of the work that is given to her when a babe is place in her bosom to be nursed and trained! Could she have but one glimpse into the future of that life as it reaches on into eternity; could she be made to understand her own personal responsibility for the training of this child, for the development of its life, and for its destiny, – she would see that in all God’s world there is no other work so noble and so worthy of her best powers, and she would commit to no other hands the sacred and holy trust give to her.

~ J.R. Miller


After church we drove out to Seabeck. Here, we are waiting for a yummy pizza.
The sunshine and cool breeze were very relaxing.

At the park enjoying our lunch...

And the view!

Immensely blessed with three children!

And Mr. Santos

Lilacs picked from a tree.

"Here, Mom. Your favorite flower!"

A local carnival passed through town.  
We stopped for the children to ride the Ferris wheel.  
Mr. Santos and I argued over who would have to endure enjoy a ride.  He won.

I stayed on the ground and took pictures.

Happy Mother's Day!

May 10, 2012

Home from California

We didn't make it to Disneyland, but we saw something better. 


 My Beautiful Auntie
 Can you tell I love her very much?

My wonderful grandma. I took her out for a milkshake.

The cousins by grandma's pool

My favorite thing to do while in California ~ hug and kiss my sisters' children.

All the "babies" (aka my mom's grandkids) had to perform for the family.

Sweet Abigail singing to a happy audience

Precious Madeline receiving excited applause.

Cousins and yummy Shaved Ice.

Loving my nephew "Wally Boy"


Just a small part of the family, aunts, uncles, cousins and my twin sister. 
We couldn't all be together at the same time because everyone lives so far apart.

No pictures of staying up late playing Password, Naomi learning to swim, the yummy and abundant food we ate and ate and ate, Sophia and Sarah absorbed in their play, all of my sisters together, or my comatose state as I drove the last hour of the 16 hour drive home.  But I can tell you that there is nothing like FAMILY. 

Thank you, Lord, for your goodness to me.

It was a wonderful trip. Can't wait to see you all again!

May 01, 2012

Sunny California

We are going on a road trip to visit my family. I am so excited as it has been a VERY long time since I have seen them.  I plan on taking my grandmother to lunch, watching my children play and swim with their cousins, and sitting up late with my sisters.  It will be a quick trip, only a week.

I will tell you all about our adventures when we return.  God bless you all and pray for us.

Mag and Margaret ~ a recent read-aloud

With every annoyance, though it was no more than a pin-prick, she went straight to Jesus Christ, and he was true to his word, as he always is, and she was able to bear it. You think her a very unusual girl?

I grant that.

I am sorry to have to admit it, but it is a sad fact that only an occasional girl, even among those who say that Jesus Christ has given them new hearts and that they mean to serve him, seem to believe exactly what he says, and trust him to help them keep their word.  If I can help those who read this story to realize that Mag Jessup was unlike other girls simply because she believed and tried, and not because of anything wonderful in the girl herself, I shall have accomplished a great deal.

If I can, in addition to that, induce others to ask themselves, "Why should not we be unusual girls and boys? and to resolve then and there, to try every day to live up to the rules that Jesus has given, I shall have accomplished that for which, above all other objects, I write.

I am sure that the grave trouble with the lives of many young Christians grows out of the fact that they do not consider selfishness, and occasional ill temper, and a nursing of the spirit that cries for petty revenge for ill-treatment, very bad faults; instead they think of them as states of mind that, as one girl expressed it, "can't be helped, anyhow, whether they are very bad or not, because they are so perfectly natural that you've got to feel them!"

What we want is no "natural" fruit, but that which grows after Jesus has become the Lord of the heart-garden.

Isabella Alden, author, Mag and Margaret.


We recently read this book on Sophia's Nook for free. Very edifying and enjoyable. You can find her titles to purchase at Keepers of the Faith.


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