The Bell Family

Random ponderings on God, life, and the humor all around us


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Heaven is 10!!!!

(A little late, as her birthday was in January!)

Dear Heaven,

Double digits WHAT?????? It has truly been a joy this past year to watch you grow and change. You’re slowly finding your place, joining in the dance. Your beautiful smile shines a little more all the time, and you’re pulling yourself toward us, pulling away less frequently. And I’m grateful to God for it and for you.

You’re tasting joy, and your whole face changes when you do. You relax, you grin, and you know peace. You tell us you know that joy is from God. I know you still don’t want him, and I understand why. But you know the source of the happiness, and I still believe one day you’ll be ready to embrace it completely.

My prayer for you this next year is the same prayer I have for me—to stop fearing. This one word, fear, is a powerful little booger. It rules us without us being aware. It stops us from embracing who God wants us to be, and just like your mama, it’s taken over your mind. It’s a hard one to fight. We fear what others will think of us, we fear not being good at something we try, we fear bad things happening to us or those we love, we fear ourselves because we know what we’re capable of.

But it’s not supposed to be that way. Jesus came to defeat fear and to replace it with a freedom greater than the freedom we also celebrate on this holiday honoring Martin Luther King, Jr., a brave man who fought hard for freedom for his people. He loved Jesus fiercely, and that love gave him the power to fight through his fears even to the point of giving up his own life, much like the one who strengthened him through it all.

But the freedom Jesus gave us wasn’t just a freedom for all people to be equal. It was a freedom from shame. A freedom to show all our cards, to confess our failures, to embrace tomorrow, to know who we are, to walk in a new identity because our past doesn’t define us anymore. It’s a freedom that makes us princes and princesses of the kingdom of God, his adopted children with the same inheritance as Jesus, so what others think of us is a moot point.

Your single digits weren’t always good to you. As always, Dad and I are the soldiers at the forefront on Team Heaven. We will fight harder for you than anyone else. But our general is King Jesus, and my hope is that you’ll be able to embrace him, his freedom and his joy, in your first year of double digits.

I love you more and more every day, my H-Dawg.

Mom and Dad


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Kidisms

I pronounce your nutrition good:
Victoria: Does the milk in my tea tepniptly (technically) count as milk for the day?

That poor lady:
Me (reading): “Napoleon believed at that moment it was destiny for him to become great.”
C: What happened to Destiny? Did she die?
After a couple of us were picking on Victoria:
M: And she didn’t even hear any of it!
Victoria: Yes, I did! What’d you say?
Don’t stop at mostly dead:
Josiah: I’m going to kill Batman to death.
The first will be…first:
M: You’re better than me at this game.
Josiah: Yeah, I’m waaaaaay better!
Me: Are you way more humble, too?
Josiah: Yep!
It is not death to die:
Courtney: We’re going to Dad’s seminary cookout tonight.
C: Wait, who died???
Courtney: That would be cemetery, not seminary.
Anybody want a peanut?
Aiden: What are you eating, Mommy? Oh, a mint.
Court: Is that what you MEANT to say?
Aiden: Ha! That rhymes!

Making up sentences for a spelling test:
Me: Pounds. The boy weighed 100 pounds.
Josiah: 100 pounds?!!
Victoria: She’s just making up stories for spelling. A boy didn’t ACTUALLY weigh 100 pounds.

Seeing a drained pool:
Josiah: Is that filled with dry water?
I see humble Josiah:
Bill: I see cute Victoria, I see cute Aiden, I see cute Malcolm…
Josiah: Daddy, my name isn’t Malcolm!
We shall rename you “Guru”:
Victoria: Animals have to survive through winter, or else they die.
The kids had a book that played a song when opened:
Josiah: That song is so annoying.
Court: Says the boy who keeps playing it over and over.
Josiah: That’s because I like it!
He’s destined to be a math professor:
Aiden: Josiah, what’s 2+3?
Josiah: That easy! It’s four.
The kids drew names for Christmas gifts for each other. They were told to make a list of things they themselves wanted so their siblings would have some ideas:
Court: Did you give me a list of what you want or what Esther (the sibling she drew) wants?
Victoria: What Esther wants! I asked her.
Court: You were supposed to make a list of what you want.
Victoria: …tooooo give to Esther!
Court: No! You need to go make a list of things you want.
Victoria: But I want all those things!