it brings my heart such joy hearing their little giggles in ruby's room when they play. this morning i walked in and saw this sight. it was so funny i had to get a picture of it. no, they aren't reenacting the wizard of oz...they're just playing under ruby's crib. a new favorite game. too funny.
Thursday, February 19, 2009
her duty becoming her delight
it brings my heart such joy hearing their little giggles in ruby's room when they play. this morning i walked in and saw this sight. it was so funny i had to get a picture of it. no, they aren't reenacting the wizard of oz...they're just playing under ruby's crib. a new favorite game. too funny.
Friday, February 13, 2009
Sunday, February 08, 2009
There was nothing wrong with it
My mom was pregnant with me and knew she wasn't going to marry my dad. As she talked to her dad about it, she expressed concern because she didn't know what my last name would be. My grandpa said, "Well, what's wrong with Neuhart?" That simple question showed grace and extended forgiveness after several months of a strained relationship with her. And that's what my last name was for 26 years and I was proud to have it.
Sunday, January 25, 2009
tubby and cinderstelly
Sunday, January 18, 2009
Perseverance
Although I've posted this before, I was reminded of the truths of this great hymn after our worship service this morning from John 15.
The Love of Christ is Rich and Free
William Gadsby
Music: Sandra McCracken
The love of Christ is rich and free;
Fixed on His own eternally;
Nor earth, nor hell, can it remove;
Long as He lives, His own He’ll love.
His loving heart engaged to be
Their everlasting Surety;
’Twas love that took their cause in hand,
And love maintains it to the end.
Love cannot from its post withdraw;
Nor death, nor hell, nor sin, nor law,
Can turn the Surety’s heart away;
He’ll love His own to endless day.
Love has redeemed His sheep with blood;
And love will bring them safe to God;
Love calls them all from death to life;
And love will finish all their strife.
He loves through every changing scene,
Nor aught from Him can Zion wean;
Not all the wanderings of her heart
Can make His love for her depart.
In endless bliss, His own shall prove
The blazing glory of that love
Which never could from them remove.
Tuesday, December 30, 2008
Friday, December 19, 2008
Merry Christmas!
decorating for Christmas
Fix in us Thy humble home;
Rise the woman's conqu'ring Seed,
Bruise in us the serpent's head.
Adam's likeness now efface,
Stamp Thine image in its place;
Second Adam from above
Reinstate us in Thy love.
Hark! the herald Angels sing,
"Glory to the newborn King!"
Monday, December 01, 2008
Thursday, October 30, 2008
ALONE
"From Depths of Woe I Cry to Thee"
1. From depths of woe I cry to Thee,
Lord, hear me, I implore Thee.
Bend down Thy gracious ear to me,
My prayer let come before Thee.
If Thou rememberest each misdeed,
If each should have its rightful meed,
Who may abide Thy presence?
2. Thy love and grace alone avail
To blot out my transgression;
The best and holiest deeds must fail
To break sin's dread oppression.
Before Thee none can boasting stand,
But all must fear Thy strict demand
And live alone by mercy.
3. Therefore my hope is in the Lord
And not in mine own merit;
It rests upon His faithful Word
To them of contrite spirit
That He is merciful and just;
This is my comfort and my trust.
His help I wait with patience.
4. And though it tarry till the night
And till the morning waken,
My heart shall never doubt His might
Nor count itself forsaken.
Do thus, O ye of Israel's seed,
Ye of the Spirit born indeed;
Wait for your God's appearing.
5. Though great our sins and sore our woes,
His grace much more aboundeth;
His helping love no limit knows,
Our utmost need it soundeth.
Our shepherd good and true is He,
Who will at last His Israel free
From all their sin and sorrow.
Title: 329 from The Handbook to the Lutheran Hymnal
Text: Ps. 130
Author: Martin Luther
Translated by: Catherine Winkworth, 1863, alt.
Titled: Aus tiefer Not schrei' ich zu dir
Tune: Aus tiefer Not
1st Published in: Johann Walther's "Gesangbuechlein"
Town: Wittenberg, 1524
And because part of what I love about Luther is his fieriness, I have to include this quote of his about music:
"When man's natural musical ability is whetted and polished to the extent that it becomes an art, then do we note with great surprise the great and perfect wisdom of God in music, which is, after all, His product and His gift; we marvel when we hear music in which one voice sings a simple melody, while three, four, or five other voices play and trip lustily around the voice that sings its simple melody and adorn this simple melody wonderfully with artistic musical effects, thus reminding us of a heavenly dance, where all meet in a spirit of friendliness, caress and embrace. A person who gives this some thought and yet does not regard music as a marvelous creation of God, must be a clodhopper indeed and does not deserve to be called a human being; he should be permitted to hear nothing but the braying of asses and the grunting of hogs." – Martin Luther
LOL! Said as only he could say!
Tuesday, October 28, 2008
monkey business
Saturday, October 25, 2008
Tuesday, October 21, 2008
love never ends
Friday, September 26, 2008
Wednesday, September 10, 2008
God will take care of you
Here's a pic of a well-cared for little Rube. Love those blue eyes!
Monday, August 25, 2008
Rubes is 2 months old
Friday, August 15, 2008
sisters
i had to include these cute pics of matt and ruby.
this was the first time she smiled in response to us! i love how uncoordinated their little smiles are. so precious!
Friday, August 01, 2008
Stelly's 3!
Thursday, July 24, 2008
Sunday, July 13, 2008
her name
RUBY
"Who can find a virtuous woman? For her price is far above rubies." Prov 31:10
As precious as our little Ruby is, by God's grace, we hope that one day she will be worth even more than gems of great price b/c she will have an inner character that is priceless in God's sight (I Peter 3:4).
JEAN
Jean is one of those names that is on both sides of our family. Matt's grandma, who went home to be with the Lord in March of 2007, was named Eugenia, but people called her Gene. You can read Matt's tribute to her here.
Matt's mom's middle name is Jean. Before I married Matt, I went to the church where his dad pastors. I remember one time Matt's dad praising his wife saying that as II Cor 6:3 describes, she lives her life and conducts her ministry "giving no offense in anything so that the ministry will not be blamed." That is the testimony I've observed in her through the past almost 10 years I've known her.
And my grandma's middle name was Jean. I have mentioned my grandma a few times on this blog, but wanted to elaborate a little on why she was so special to me. My mom was a single parent who worked hard to take care of me and did a good job at it. My grandparents were a big help to her in letting me stay with them while she worked. I loved going to their house. My grandma was saved later in life and it was her greatest regret that she did not know the Lord sooner and have opportunity to raise her children in a christian home. She saw the opportunity she had with me and wanted to make the most of living the gospel before me. As a little girl I would wake up early and go out to the family room looking for my grandma. I would almost always find her kneeling in front of grandpa's lazy-boy chair earnestly in prayer, often with a tear stained face. Her days always started this way. She took full advantage of the time she had with me and poured every ounce of spiritual knowledge she could into my young life. When I was 5 and began questioning her about what it meant to be one of God's children, she is the one that led me to the Lord. She taught me many scripture verses, Bible stories, and how to flesh-out the christian life in practical ways. I remember she would pray as she put her make-up on in the mornings that she would do so in a way that wouldn't unnecessarily draw attention outward but would accent her inner character. She prized modesty and was always careful about the way she dressed. But most importantly, my grandma loved God and wanted other people to know what an amazing God He was! She would take me with her and we would go visiting people in their neighborhood that she had built relationships with for the gospel's sake. God used her to effect my life in profound ways for the 9 years she discipled me. On December 13, 1985, we had a horrible winter storm. The roads were icy and I knew grandma would have a rough time getting home from the christian school where she taught. I called my grandpa to see if she had made it home OK, and that's when we got the news that she and my little cousin had been killed in a car accident on their way home. At a younger age than any of us expected, she was with the Lord she loved.
When we thought of the precious gift from God that Ruby is to us, we wanted her to have a name that was special too. So our Ruby Jean has a name rich in the spiritual heritage on both sides of our family.



