Monday, August 25, 2008

The Volume War Has Begun

This morning Paul and I enjoyed a cup of freshly brewed coffee while we managed the tasks of packing lunches and fixing breakfast.

We were enjoying pleasant conversation when Paul interrupted the train of thought with, "the volume wars have begun."

I was a bit perplexed.

He followed the comment with, "Do you hear that?" I have to admit that I am able to tune out almost anything. My mom called it selective hearing when I was growing up. I like to think of it as an incredible ability to concentrate.

I paused, listened and realized that "WE WILL ROCK YOU!" was blaring out of a room in the distance.

I then focused further and realized that the Jonas Brothers were blaring at a similar level very nearby the before mentioned rock n' roll.

Paul laughing said, "You know who always wins the volume wars?"

I responded very hopefully yet in question form, "The Parents?!"

He proceeded upstairs to find Hunter in the bathroom with a very logical explanation to the volume. "Well dad, if I'm not in my room I can't hear it."

Maddy's response was similar in logic. "Well dad, Hunter's music was so loud, I had to turn mine up and shut the door so I could hear it."

Rest assured, Paul descended the stairs having won the battle. I wouldn't go as far as to say he won the war. Something tells me that remains to be seen.

1 comment:

Holly said...

come on Janet! who doesnt love the Jonas Bros first thing in the morning?

Walking in the Light

Wow! This year year has been a whirlwind to say the least. I am shocked we are near the half way point in February. Part of me wants to dance. If the start of the year is any indication of how it is going to go, I am happy it's flying by. I will usher in 2009 with bells and whistles.

Yet, I am humbly reminded that every day is a gift, and I need to walk in the Light. I need to let Him guide me through each day. I need to listen to His still, quiet voice...Yeah I know for me that's a stretch. I'm never still long enough to catch my breath.

As I write this, our dear neighbor of ten years is fighting stage 4 pancreatic cancer. I am awed by the faith she has in God. I am humbled by the fight she has within her to beat the demon we know as cancer. Hunter, in his six year old wisdom said to me, "Mommy, why are you sad? We are just going to pray and Jesus is going to make her better." The faith of a child and the living testimony of one who is dwelling in God's amazing grace reminds me to walk daily in the His unfailing light.