This sweet little guy lives just outside our garage in the corner of the garage door opening. He's been there several weeks. I've decided he is our Halloween decoration. The house down the street on the corner has gone all out for Halloween. They have some gigantic eyes peering out at you from their upstairs window. It looks like a giant cat is trapped in their house. Every time we drive by Austin says: "SCARY! LOOK TY, BACK DER! SCARY!" They also have a coffin on their front porch --which totally creeps me out. I don't understand why people like to be scared, but then, you probably don't understand why I am letting this huge spider live in a place where I could walk right into his web. I guess it's because Hannah comes to mine every time I think about messing with him. I wonder though if I'm going to regret it. Hmm.. would I rather have the absence of guilt or the peace of mind that I will not be running headlong into a spider and his web.
That's a toughie.
For now he stays.
A few days ago we were on our way out. It seems I'm always the last one out to the van. Probably because I sit around till the last minute playing and then I can't find my shoes and have to comb my hair and change my shirt because I've gotten food on it... then I forget and leave the lights on all over the house so now I've got to go turn them all off... whatever the reason, I'm always last.
I hop in and witness the following discussion going on in the back of the van:
What to name the spider.
Ty's nomination was: "Scary." I was definitely catching what he was throwing. Scary seemed like the perfect name. Jack, however, said he wanted to name it Jeremiah.
Me, being the second born natural peacemaker said: "Why don't we call him Scary Jeremiah?"
My Camp-David-like tactics had the same affect they usually have on the kids: "Nawww... they both respond."
I am a sinner who has been redeemed. I love serving and being a part of the body of Christ. I am the wife of an Air Force Navigator.
I am kept busy by my four little boys. My husband and I long to be useful to God. We pray that our sons would one day forsake all to follow Jesus.