Wednesday, April 23, 2008

I'm so spoiled!



827. This morning Jaan found a Luna moth down by the creek! It was perfectly fresh, and still soft from having just come out of its cocoon. We carried it halfway up to the house, and then had Will come down to see and photograph it. It wasn't ready to fly yet, so we put in a a box, and it's still resting right here by me. It will probably fly off tonight. After all the excitement, we headed back down to the creek. We were talking about our special gift from God. Jaan said, "Maybe God will give us another one." I told him that I had only seen a few in my whole life, but you never know. Jaan and Raia got back into their mud hole. I sat back down, and I did look over at where the moth had been. I saw. . . no, it couldn't be! Surely, it was just a leaf. But I walked over to check, and yes, there was a second one, in exactly the same place! More excitement, more pictures, more praise. . . .




(Feel free to comment. This gift is too special not to talk about.)

14 comments:

Anonymous said...

How wonderful!! They are beautiful!! And, as Will said, I think God is showing you just how much He loves you and how special you are to Him! Love, Julie

Anonymous said...

Wow!!! I don;t Know if I have ever seen one!!! Very cool!!! :)

Bekah Rigel

Debbie said...

Once again the young show us adults up with their faith.

DaDaHaZaReJe said...

Isn't it just like God to remind you how big and able he is - and how much he delights in pleasing you.

Your creek is an amazing gift! I've been following your adventures vicariously and thinking how often God has gifted us with creeks. In the midst of turmoil and trying times, what a balm it is to the spirit! And not just one, but two! Luna moths. You ARE special! :-)

Anonymous said...

Well, looking and thinking back over many of your entries from your Snow Camp time, I'm reminded repeatedly that North Carolina is indeed God's Country and that that place has been His gracious provision for you! Of course, fish camps, Texas Pete, liver mush, pork BBQ, D/B/G's salsa, and other delicacies I'm not remembering at the moment kinda get in your blood, and if you believe in the sovereignty of God, it's no accident that all these wonderful things are to be found in NC! Are you really sure you want to go to Ukraine? I mean, if you really want to be in the center of God's will, what better place than God's Country?

Well, well, bless your heart! (that's what we North Carolinians say when we're irritated with somebody, but want them to think otherwise.) If I can't make you feel guilty about leaving, maybe I can at least cause you to miss God's Country a little bit...

Much love to you all, Phyllis, we're praying for you and the kids to have a wonderful visit to Egypt, and we'll see you next week, Lord willing!

D/B/G

Will said...

Daddy (D/B/G),
We roll our eyes in your general direction! ;o)

Love, Will

Anonymous said...

Egypt!!! I can't believe my husband said all of those things!! Calling the land of my origin Egypt!!! Funny how he and Will both married those Egyptian girls!! (: Love y'all, Julie/Mom/Baba

Anonymous said...

Yep, NC IS God's country, especially up here in Pilot Mtn!!

Phyllis, the gifts are special and your kids are adorable!! I really liked how curious Asya looked.

Laura T. :)

Anonymous said...

And the Lord said (more or less): Son, go down there to Egypt where they talk like Yankees, and where the only trees look like sticks with flaps on them. There is a fair maiden child of mine who has been in slavery to those Egyptians lo all these more or less many years of her young life, and bring her out of there to the promised land of North Carolina, where it is verily the truth that it's known as God's Country, attested by the fact that the beautiful sky is called "Carolina Blue". And so I sojourned in that most Egypt of Egypts, AKA Hollywood, FL for 4 long years, for the Lord knew if I could serve him there I could serve him anywhere. And I found and rescued that fair maiden from Pharoah, and she and I have lived happily ever after. Of course, something went haywire at some point, since our offspring act like they have gypsy blood and think they must be anywhere other than God's Country. Witness the eldest in Russki country for most of his life since 1994, and the middle child's insistence on going there and Ukraine for summers, and the baby out there in that big sky country of Wyoming where there's more cows than people.

Oh well, what's a NC boy to do? I know where I went wrong--I went to Egypt to go to Bible school!

love and kisses

d/b/g

Abby said...

oh my, oh my. i am quite sure that this is the funniest thing i have read in a while. this confirms will's quirks in so many ways, doesn't it? =)

Trailboss said...

That was fabulous. Pop over to my blog for some pictures from Kentucky. That is if you want to.

Shannon said...

Oh, your post reminds me of Elnora Comstock of the Girl of the Limberlost. I had never seen a real luna moth either and now the picture the story painted in my mind is so much more vivid! Thank you for so generously sharing your gift! This morning Jeff brought me over to the back door and surprised me with a view of our first sunflower. A beautiful way to start a morning! See you tomorrow! =)

Lindy said...

A few years ago when R.B., Will, and I were traveling a Luna was on the wall outside our motel room. Part of its wing had been eaten but I got an amazing picture of it. I kept the boys interested and it was still there when we awoke the next morning. I have to agree with Will's dad about why you would leave such a lovely place! I'm all for comfort and having two sets of grandparents within reach of your kids seems so ideal. The creek looks like so much fun and we are in the midst of our swamp coming alive after a long winter, it's wonderful!

Anonymous said...

I knew we got our creative writing streak from someone. I just wasn't aware until now that it was dad. I completely agree with the statement that there must be gypsy blood in there somewhere, cause nothing would make make me happier than just to wander around this big old world all the time. Hmmm, maybe mom's real parents had some gypsy blood.
The wandering middle child, Anna