8.07.2012

The Day After Molly Arrived (Part 3)

The door open up and in walked Lydia, the new big sister. And Lydia's first reaction was priceless. She got the biggest smile on her face and ran over to greet her little sis. She immediately wanted to hold her. So, she was hoisted up in mom's hospital bed and there Lydia opened up her arms wide. Then, with mommy's help, little Molly was placed into her arms. And what did Lydia do? Gave her the sweetest kiss and says, "I love my sister." Throughout the morning (and to this day), Lydia continued to ask to hold Molly and help out with her. She becoming a great big sister!


Now, its grandma and grandpa's turn. Can we say "love at first sight?" What a special moment in my parent's long life together!

Could you ask for two better grandma's? They sure do love her!


With her "I'm a BIG sister" pin on, Lydia is all smiles around Molly. Two cuties!

Daddy and Lydia hold Molly for the first time!

The Stock family is growing. Now there's four of us.

 This is one of the best pictures of me and my dad ever of one of the greatest moments ever!


8.06.2012

The Day Molly Arrived (Part 2)

It is 7:30 p.m. Dinner for everybody but Mandy had passed. It seems a bit odd that we, who did really nothing had stuffed our bellies, and Mandy, who was doing all the work or "labor", still had an empty one. But with plenty of juice and an IV, she had enough strength to press on. Lydia was with her grandparents ready to go to sleep. She did great all day, but was ready for a good night's rest.

By this time, Mandy's contractions had finally peaked and they were painful. After about an hour or less of some excruciating pain, Mandy decided to receive her epidural. It was a good decision. Truth be told, getting the epidural was by far the most painful part of the labor. The only thing to do after it was to sleep a bit and that is what Mandy did.  

The nap came and went and the epidural and pitocin did their work. The midwife predicted midnight or 2:00 a.m. Thankfully, Molly wasn't on that time schedule. Around 10:15 p.m., the nurse checked Mandy and "Oh, there is a head!" It was truly an amazing sight to see. All of sudden, after a quick phone call, the room was flooded with nurse working like a machine preparing for delivery. Medical carts coming in and out, the midwife suits up, and all the fancy medical equipment is turned on with bright lights. We won't share the details of what happens next except one thing. 

The midwife's personality was much like Clair Huxtable (she even looked a little like her). Well, during the "pushing" time, she was making everybody laugh with her witty humor. Then, about ten minutes into the pushing, something caught Mandy funny, and she laughed and that made Molly come out! 

At 10:43 p.m., Molly Ruth Stock came into this world. She was 7lb. 5oz. and 21 inches. She had a full head of hair and long fingers and toes.  


One more interesting thing was Molly's outfit. Since it was a full house, it took them a little while to relocate us. So, we dressed her up in a pink, little onesie (Lydia picked it out). We moved to our new room (Room 199) and the nursery came and picked her up. The next morning Molly was already famous as the girl in pink. We came to find out that Molly was the first baby ever to come in an outfit (that is what the nurse said - it is a little hard to imagine). That's is pretty cool!


Here is Nana who also encouraged her daughter through the whole labor and delivery. What a great picture!


There will be one more post on the rest of time in the hospital.

8.04.2012

The day Molly Arrived (Part 1)

Early Thursday morning is when it all began. As normal, Brian left to work at 6:30ish while Mandy and Lydia were still in bed. Then around 7:00 o'clock Mandy discovered that her water broke. She called the doctor's office and they said, "Come on in." After that, she was able to get a hold of Brian who just made it to work. After a few minutes of "wow! could this really be happening!?!", Brian turned around and ahead home praying for traffic to clear out on I-575. To pass the time away, Mandy washed dishes and called all the necessary people while Lydia watched Elmo on Youtube, a special treat indeed. Daddy arrived home in good time and the Stock family all loaded up the car to the doctor's office. 

At this point, we started to think this was going to be a little different than Lydia's four hour labor as Mandy wasn't having hard contractions. We arrived at the doctor's office and they immediately saw us. After a quick examination, the doc said, "Yup, your in labor. Go to the hospital now!" With stickers in Lydia's hand, we met Grandma outside of the office to take Lydia and we went to Northside Atlanta. 


But like we said, this labor was going to be different in almost every sense. Arrived in record time, we walked the stairs to arrive at the admissions desk to check-in. There we waited. But this time, it was fine because Mandy's labor wasn't really that bad. Lydia and Grandma joined us and Grandpa had just arrived as well. And we waited. Northside is know for being Atlanta's baby factor. We came to find out that it was true they deliver 50 plus baby's a day (that is more than some European countries in a year). And apparently on this day, along with us, we were helping them reach full capacity. After 45 minutes or so, at high noon, they admit us in room F-1.  The room is huge.



Settled down, our minds turned to lunch. Sadly, Mandy couldn't eat so she would have to go through labor on a bowl of shredded wheat for breakfast. She plead with the nurses but they didn't give in but gave her an IV. The grandparents and Lydia go on a hunt for food and they come back with McDonalds. Not their choice or mine, but the cafeteria's line was back up like Chick-fli-a's this past Wednesday. So, they pick Brian up a Big Mac. It was good (once a year).


Lunch came and was gone. Lydia decided (by her parent's love and care) to take a nap. This was a blessing!


So, where are with we with labor. It is 5pm. Mommy and daddy are felt good. The midwife came to check progress. And what does she discover... Mandy hadn't progressed really at all so they (the doctors) and Mandy decided to get a little help from a friend. His name is Pitocin.


Part one is over. Between part one and two Brian, Lydia, and the grandparents all go out and met Nana, who was driving up from Florida, at Moe's. When everybody got back, the Pitocin had kicked in and Lydia is off to grandma and grandpa's house for the night. So, there in hospital room F-1 was mommy ready and waiting, Chicken Noodle (the name at that time) pushing, daddy smiling, and Nana excitied.

7.23.2012

Money, Possessions and Eternity

This isn't a book review. I (Mandy) will leave those to Brian, but I thought I would reflect on why in the world I read "Money, Possessions and Eternity" by Randy Alcorn. Honestly I picked it off our shelf because I thought I was doing pretty good in these areas. You know...frugal cloth-diapering missionary, soon to give away most of her earthly belongings, loves giving garage sales and boxing up stuff for Goodwill. 


Yet something I heard an older wiser Christian say at a missions conference one time has really stuck with me. He was talking about how arrogant and impatient we American missionaries are with new believers on the field. We expect people who have grown up all their lives steeped in idol worship, karma or caste systems to immediately shed off all those "silly notions" and start living mature, godly (and maybe a little bit more like us thank you very much) lives. Whereas, we on some level are still so tightly tied to the American dream, materialism, comfort and ease. This is the essence of the culture I live in. Why do I think, just because I am a follower of Christ that all that way of thinking and way of living has fallen off as scales?


Unfortunately, I'm not miraculously healed off all that sin that so easily entangles after reading this book, yet here is why I am glad I read it. 

  • I want to teach my girls (and any other Stocks who come along) that money is neither evil nor foundational for happiness, but every thing we have is from God and FOR some purpose that is God-glorifying. Yes, you can buy pickles and toilet paper to the glory of God, but am I aware of that? Am I teaching that?
  • We are support-raising. Almost everyday we are talking about our support account, asking people to support us, praying they will, etc. There is a temptation there to see partners only as valuable as their % contributed, to judge or be bitter against those who do not give, and to feel entitled to their money. God has protected me so far from seeing my friends with dollar signs over their heads (!) but I need to constantly examine my heart, my motives, my desire to see goals accomplished. 
  • We are missionaries. When (some) people find out that we are moving to a smelly, crowded country they usually say "Good for you! I could never do that. I couldn't do without good ol' American hamburgers [or my house, air conditioning, etc]". And sometimes, I think "Yeah, good for me." I pat my little ascetic self on the back and think how both Jesus and Mandy Stock put the call of God above possessions and worldly comforts. Need I comment on the ridiculousness of my inner dialogue!? When I physically flee affluence, I pray I will not be led into the less-stuff = more-godly lies. 
  • I want to be wise with what God has given us. Sometimes that means I need to give more away, but sometimes it means I keep something in order to be hospitable to others, to share, or even invest for the future in a wise manner.
  • I am not like most people in this book (nor, I suppose, the average American). The only debt we have is our mortgage. We have an ample amount in savings. We give over and above our tithe. Did I mention I cloth-diaper?! So my materialism does not show itself in our [borrowed] driveway. Yet in my heart it clings. Primarily, I fail to see the eternal perspective of resources. I live simply because that is what good people do, not (usually) for the joy of being a good steward in God's kingdom. 
Ok, I could go on and on. Really, as I kept saying to Brian as I read this, it's a good book. It's long enough to make you feel uncomfortable. It's comprehensive enough to make you think about issues I haven't really considered (like how much to leave to my children when we die or what kind of mutual fund to buy). It's not a handbook for a budget, nor do I totally agree with all his advice, but it's a constant, honest and thoughtful work pointing us back to the Bible. 

7.17.2012

Preparing to be a BIG sister...

Chicken Noodle will be arriving any week now and Lydia is getting ready. Here is last night's training session with the gracious Evelyn Grace Heilman. Evelyn really loved Lydia and all her songs sung to her and smiles she made at her. 


7.12.2012

Your King Has Come! Psalm 45




Introduction
Every girl has a dream, my little girl, who is two-and-a-half, will one day have this dream, that a man, strong and mighty, noble and handsome, will come and rescue her, marry her, and they would have a family of their own. Every girl looks forward and anticipate their wedding day, glorious and bright. They imagine the ideal: the ideal man, the ideal day, the ideal wedding dress, the ideal family to follow.

Every boy has as a playground where the bad guys are on the loose and they are the hero. Every stick is a sword and they defend the weak and capture the great nemesis of the world. And when they get a little older, the weak is swapped out for that girl, who longs to be rescued. They look forward, anticipate, imagine their heroic day. Glorious and bright.

Taking these dreams of little girls and boys, you might just pass them by as “childish” or wishful thinking. Yet, it is amazing how profound those dreams are as they fit into the great story of God. As one children’s catechism goes,

“What is the whole point of the Bible?” 
Slay the dragon, get the girl.

Today, in Psalm 45, we read a dream. Yes, it more than a dream, but a prophetic foreshadowing of things to come. It is a love song pinned to dream up the Psalmist ideal royal wedding which he hope for in the King of Israel, descendant of David. The Psalmist here looks forward, anticipates, and imagines when the Great hero, King Jesus, would come, rescue His bride-to-be, and take her hand in marriage.

Let us read Psalm 45.



Psalm 45:1–17 (ESV)
To the choirmaster: according to Lilies. A Maskil of the Sons of Korah; a love song.
1  My heart overflows with a pleasing theme;
I address my verses to the king;
my tongue is like the pen of a ready scribe.
2  You are the most handsome of the sons of men;
grace is poured upon your lips;
therefore God has blessed you forever.
3  Gird your sword on your thigh, O mighty one,
in your splendor and majesty!
4  In your majesty ride out victoriously
for the cause of truth and meekness and righteousness;
let your right hand teach you awesome deeds!
5  Your arrows are sharp
in the heart of the king’s enemies;
the peoples fall under you.
6  Your throne, O God, is forever and ever.
The scepter of your kingdom is a scepter of uprightness;
7  you have loved righteousness and hated wickedness.
Therefore God, your God, has anointed you
with the oil of gladness beyond your companions;
8  your robes are all fragrant with myrrh and aloes and cassia.
From ivory palaces stringed instruments make you glad;
9  daughters of kings are among your ladies of honor;
at your right hand stands the queen in gold of Ophir.
10  Hear, O daughter, and consider, and incline your ear:
forget your people and your father’s house,
11  and the king will desire your beauty.
Since he is your lord, bow to him.
12  The people of Tyre will seek your favor with gifts,
the richest of the people.
13  All glorious is the princess in her chamber, with robes interwoven with gold.
14  In many-colored robes she is led to the king,
with her virgin companions following behind her.
15  With joy and gladness they are led along
as they enter the palace of the king.
16  In place of your fathers shall be your sons;
you will make them princes in all the earth.
17  I will cause your name to be remembered in all generations;
therefore nations will praise you forever and ever.  


For those who are taking notes, here are my points: First, we will look at the Ideal Royal Groom from verses 2-9. Then, we will look at the Ideal Bride from verses 10-15.

The Ideal Royal Groom (vv. 2-9)
Poured out from the heart (v1), the Psalmist puts down on paper a love song to his king, who is the ideal royal groom. He magnifies three characteristics of this royal groom. The first characteristics of the royal groom is his excellent beauty. Look with me at vv2-3, “You are the most handsome of the sons of men; grace is poured upon your lips; therefore God has blessed you forever. Gird your sword on your thigh, O mighty one, in your splendor and majesty!”

Now, today, as we read the words, “most handsome”, we might think of People magazine “Sexiest man alive” award in the likes of a Brad Pitt or George Coloney, but this is not what the Psalmist seeks to portray.

External beauty truly comes from an internal one as we know when God chose from the house of Jesse a king for Israel, “For the Lord sees not as man sees: man looks on the outward appearance, but the Lord on the heart” (1 Sam. 16:7). David was said to be “handsome” and I would assume other Israel kings were as well given that royalty uses cares for their outward appearance, yet the Psalmist describes the external beauty from the king’s words and works. Gracious words come from the lips of the king. Truth, meekness, and righteousness is the king’s speech. And he stands confidently behind those words with his works. He is willing to defend them with his sword on his thigh and his previous victory wrapped around him in splendor and majesty. This connects with the Psalmist second characteristic of the royal groom which is his military prowess.

The king is a mighty warrior. He is the champion for what is important to the Lord and his covenant people. He fights for truth, meekness, and righteousness. These mirror the kingdom of God in fidelity and righteousness. And this king has been blessed by God forever, which is the third characteristic. In v. 2, God has blessed the king forever. And in v. 7, God has anointed the king with the oil of gladness. The king does not live for himself nor go to war alone seeking fame and glory for himself, but God, the mighty one, goes with him and blesses him. This is the key to his characteristics and his kingdom, the blessing of God. But the writer here takes us higher as he writes, “Your throne, O God, is forever and ever.” Now, we speak a divine-human king where throne is forever and his kingdom is forever.

So, the picture of the ideal royal groom is desirable, picture perfect. Yet, the question which commentaries seeking to answer and you are probably asking is, “who is this Royal Groom?” Well, we don’t know which earthly king and bride it was originally composed for. We know that the language here is idealized harking back to God’s covenant with David in 2 Sam. 7. There, God promises David’s offspring to establish his kingdom and his throne. As it says in 2 Sam. 7:16, “And your house and your kingdom shall be made sure forever before me. Your throne shall be established forever.” Furthermore, God promised Judah, the one the royal line will come through, in his blessing from his father, Jacob, that “the scepter shall not depart from Judah, nor the ruler’s staff from between his feet until tribute comes to him; and to him shall be the obedience of the peoples” (Gen. 49:10). And so, we look at the line of David. Is there one like this?

Problem: Historical Kings
Well, there is one constant theme in the line of David. And what is it? Failed. All the kings failed. They are failures, royal mess-ups. There is a long of line of failures. This is the story of human history whether we, that is all of us, are royalty or not, there is one constant truth for us and that is we all fail to match perfection. No king nor common man fits this exalted language. None of us are divine and too many of us are too human if “to err is to be human”.

There is talk in the commentaries that it could reference the marriage of Ahab of Israel and Jezebel of Tyre since the Psalm refers to the people of Tyre in v.12. But let’s look at Ahab’s track record? 2 Kings 16:32, “He erected an altar for Baal in the house of Baal, (F) which he built in Samaria. And Ahab made an Asherah. (F) Ahab did more to provoke the Lord than all the kings of Israel who were before him. (F)” And do you remember the duel between Elijah and the Baal worshipers on Mt. Camel? That was under Ahab’s reign (F). Another option, a more likely one, is Solomon. Yes, we see glimpses, or types, in him. Solomon, he was a man of wise words. We have two books of wisdom in the Bible where he is the author or co-author. Yet, he failed. He didn’t apply the wisdom to his life and it ruined his life and family (See 1 Chr. 11). But, what does the NT say... "something greater than Solomon is here" (Matt. 12:42).

Fulfillment: Christ (Hebrews 1:8-9)
“Where earthly kings could never tread, 
Christ our King came instead.” 

The ideal promised Royal Groom whose perfect and eternal reign found in the fairest of them all, Lord Jesus. You don’t need to take my word for it. The author of Hebrews, when showcasing the Son is greater than angels by virtue of His eternal reign, declares Christ as the royal groom by citing Ps. 45:6-7 (Hebrews 1:8-9). Once we realized that this Psalm is about Christ, does it not just sing in our hearts?

O Church, Bride of Christ, your King is your Bridegroom. He loves you, O church, and washes you with the water of His words. His words are gracious as He is gracious. When Jesus walked on this earth, one of the common reactions from the crowds were about his words. After his first sermon, announcing His ministry, the reaction was, “And all spoke well of him and marveled at the gracious words that were coming from his mouth” (Luke 4:22).
Here in verses 8-9, the talk of oils and fragrances and instruments are the preparation of a wedding ceremony. Christ, in his beauty and splendor, rode out, slayed the dragon and has established His throne. Now, He graciously invites you to be his spouse, v10, “Hear, O daughter, and consider, and incline your ear.” Do you know Him as your Bridegroom?

O Church, Bride of Christ, your King is your warrior. He rides out victoriously. Revelation portrays Christ, as our Bridegroom, who rides out on a white horse from His heavenly throne, in His majesty called Faithful and True, and comes to the earth to speak truth and to care for the meek by spreading justice, and stakes righteousness in the ground. But not only does He prompt truth, meekness, and righteousness, King Jesus subdues all his and our enemies. He slays the dragon, the serpent of old. Ever since the Fall, there has been an all out war between the seed of the serpent and the seed of woman. And King Jesus, “He disarmed the rulers and authorities and put them to open shame, by triumphing over them in him” (Col. 2:15). King Jesus binds up Satan and throws Him into the lake of fire, and there Satan and all our other enemies “will be tormented day and night forever and ever” (Rev. 20:10). Do you know Him as your Warrior?

O Church, Bride of Christ, your King is on the Throne. As the Psalm states, “Your throne, O God, is forever and ever.” King Jesus in on the throne of God reigning as God because He is God. This is a king who conquered the chaos of sin, Satan, and death. And He did this by dying for us. This is a King who gave us his life. This is a KIng who died for us. This is a King who rose to create life in us and started a kingdom for us which we can have our sin forgiven, we can have our eternity altered, we can feast with him, and He is our King who is our Groom. And we belong to Him. If we submit to him, and if we follow him, and if we repent of our sins, and trust in Jesus, as this King has invited us, then all that is his is ours.

To summarize, C. S. Lewis puts it so eloquently, “The birth of Christ is the arrival of the great warrior and the great king. Also of the Lover, the Bridegroom, whose beauty surpasses that of man. But not only the Bridegroom as the lover, the desired; the Bridegroom also who makes fruitful, the Father of children still to be begotten and born” (Reflections from the Psalms, p. 130)

The Ideal Bride (vv. 10-15)
Now, that we have seen who is the royal groom, ultimately being Christ himself, who will he marry? Again, we don’t the historical figure the Psalmist could be talking about if he even means to speak of a particular event. We do know, like any bride on their wedding day, she is radiant and beautiful. “The king will desire your beauty” (v11), “All glorious is the princess in her chamber, with robes interwoven with gold. In many-colored robes she is led to the king, with her virgin companions following behind her.” This ideal bride is gorgeous and pure.  Let me go directly to talk about Christ’s bride.

Problem: the harlot church (Hosea 1-3)
The description of this bride of Psalm 45 does not do justice to the bride of Christ. Not because it speaks to little of her, but way too much of her. How is the church, the bride of Christ, pictured? Well, consider the prophetic parable of Hosea. God calls the prophet Hosea, the man of God, and says to him, “Go, take to yourself a wife of whoredom and have children of whoredom, for the land commits great whoredom by forsaking the Lord.” Or, consider Ezekiel 16 where the Lord God at the age for love made a vow to the church, entered into a covenant with them and they became his. He lavished them with fine clothes and oils. They are called “exceedingly beautiful and advanced to royalty” (v13). But, the truth doesn’t stop there. “But you trusted in your beauty and played the whore” as they made idols of the nations (vv15-17). The truth about the church is that. It is the disreputable woman, the harlot.

So, how can we square with Psalm 45? One word. Grace. The whole story of the Bible is God the Father has chosen a bride for His Son. But, this bride is not spotless and white, but stained and sinful. So, the Lord Jesus, the royal Bridegroom, when he first comes to you, finds you full of sin and pollution; you are deformed, defiled, enslaved, poor, miserable and wretched, very despicable and loathsome, by reason of sin; and he make His choice of you, not because of your holiness, nor of your beauty, nor of your being qualified for them; no, the Lord Jesus puts these qualifications upon you, as may make you meet for his embrace; and you are drawn to make choice of the Lord Jesus Christ because he first chose you.

This is why in Christian marriages, the bride wear white symbolize purity. But, how many Christian brides come into the marriage with a disreputable past? How can they still wear white? The Gospel. That is, our righteousness is not something of and in ourselves (an infused righteousness), but given to us (an imputed righteousness). It is a perfect picture of the righteousness of another. The Christian bride wear white, not because she is pure, but because Christ has given her his purity for her sin. And this picture at any wedding captures a glimpse of the greater story of the Bible.



Fulfillment: The Redeemed Bride
The Gospel today is that Jesus came to save through marriage. That we, the church, are a collection of mess ups, sinners, loser, and disreputable women with a disreputable past. And Jesus came to save us. To have our ears inclined, listen to His gracious words to forget the past and our father’s house, and come be with him. But not just to save us, but to marry us. And over our messed up lives, He gives us robes of purity. The bride is presented clothes with linen bright and pure. Jesus has provided everything that the bride need by sanctifying her, cleansing her with washing of water with the word, and by presenting the church to himself without spot or wrinkle.

Do you desire to be loved? Come to Jesus, our Royal Groom.
Do you desire to be redeemed? Come to Jesus, our Mighty Warrior.
Do you desire to live with Jesus? Come to Him and live in His forever kingdom.

Sermon preached on 07-08-2012 at First Pres. in Wanyesboro, Ga.

7.10.2012

Mommy Thoughts (Part One Million or so)

As a mom, I worry about how I'm doing...as a mom.

Is my daughter (soon to be daughters!) too sensitive, too clingy, not adventurous enough, whiny, moralistic, etc? Worse, is it because of me? Did I parent her in such a way that leads her to be ....well, not perfect?

Last night, Brian and I were talking about Lydia, parenting and independence. [By the way, all our parenting conversations start with the realization that Lydia is so good, loved and surprisingly well-rounded]. Am I indulging her too much? Or am I being too harsh...expecting her to act like an adult? You see, my fear is that my sweet, introvert, sensitive girl (whom I am very very far from understanding) is not independent enough. Maybe she's a bit too clingy. Maybe I'm setting myself up for a huge breakdown (or a series of many) when her little sister comes and steals much of Mommy's attention, time and her spotlight.

But leave it to my sweet, introvert, sensitive husband (whom I am very very far from understanding) to lead with love and speak truth. "Independent? She's two."
"And maybe she is a little clingy...but she likes you. Isn't that a good thing?"

I suppose so. Yeah, I really think so. I do want to teach her to be independent, responsible, clear-headed, adventurous and wise. I don't want her to think that she is the center of the universe. But, I don't think you do that by showing her that I am.

God give me grace. 

6.30.2012

"It's Skyline time!"


It just happens to be that as I type this post, I am wearing my "official" Skyline t-shirt from the Glenway restaurant. Lets face it: Skyline Chili is world's best. There is no better combination than a steamed hot dog, Skyline Chili, and a mound of cheddar cheese. The best! We love it there. But, there is one sad truth. It is really only it the Cincinnati metro area (they are expanding). So, whenever we vacate to Cincinnati to see Mandy's dad, there's got to be a trip (or more) planned to Skyline. Also, our "little chili" loves it too. Lydia can down a coney as fast as her mommy. To prove how much we love Skyline, we decided to take some pictures of our experience.

The perfect appetizer for the food to come!


"What to order? Every rocks, but since we only have one trip a year, we stick to the classics." 


Our "little chili" is excited!


The food has arrived... no time to wait!
Here is what the Stock family ordered:
Daddy: 3 cheese coneys with onions and mustard AND a 5-way (spaghetti, Skyline chili, diced onions, beans, and lots of cheese!)
Mommy: 3 cheese coneys
Lydia: 1 cheese coney
 By the end, there were no leftovers and we were full! But, that didn't stop us from getting Putz's ice cream an hour or so later!

6.11.2012

Just saying...

Kids say cute things. Cute kids say even cuter things (in our opinion). Here are a few:

Me: Well, yes, your little sister will probably slobber on your toys [a big concern in Lydia's book], but you'll have to give her grace.
Lydia: Mommy, I will give her grapes. She can slobber on them. 

[upon passing a cemetery]
Lydia: Mommy, what is that?
Me: That's where people's bodies go when they die. Some people's souls get to go be with Jesus in Heaven. Isn't that great?!
Lydia: Jesus is in Heaven?
Me: Yes sweetheart. That's where He lives. Some people get to go live with Him there. 
Lydia: Do we have to wear pants there?

Lydia: Mommy, be careful...don't fall out of your bathing suit. 
Me: Ok...thank you Lydia.

[Brian and I were attempting to explain what lying is to Lydia, and why she should not do it]
Lydia: It's like a lion?
(What do you say to this?)

[Brian and I discussing a theological heresy that many believe...]
Me (to Brian):Why do people believe this sort of stuff?
Brian: It's just Paganism.
Lydia: Not "Piganism"...that would be funny. 
Brian: Yes, but that would make more sense....


More, I'm sure, to come.


6.08.2012

Tuesday at the Stocks

Every Tuesday during the summer, things are a little different at the Stock household. And we love it! We are hosting/leading a book study on marriage. Six to eight couples join us as we learn and discuss together how to live God-honoring marriages. Another family from church live right down the street and we let the kids run wild down there while we peaceably adult conversation on matters life and world events.

Here are some great quotations from chapter 1:

"To conduct a Me-Marriage requires two completely well-adjusted, happy individuals, with very little in the way of emotional neediness of their own or character flaws that need a lot of work. The problem is—there is almost no one like that out there to marry!' (p. 26).

"After all, our culture makes individual freedom, autonomy, and fulfillment the very highest values, and thoughtful people know deep down that any love relationship at all means the loss of all three. You can say, “I want someone who will accept me just as I am,” but in your heart of hearts you know that you are not perfect, that there are plenty of things about you that need to be changed, and that anyone who gets to know you up close and personal will want to change them. And you also know that the other person will have needs, deep needs, and flaws. That all sounds painful, and it is, and so you don’t want all that' (p. 28).

"But if you avoid marriage simply because you don’t want to lose your freedom, that is one of the worst things you can do to your heart. C. S. Lewis put it vividly:
'Love anything, and your heart will certainly be wrung and possibly broken. If you want to make sure of keeping it intact, you must give your heart to no one, not even to an animal. Wrap it carefully round with hobbies and little luxuries; avoid all entanglements; lock it up safe in the casket or coffin of your selfishness. But in that casket—safe, dark, motionless, airless—it will change. It will not be broken; it will become unbreakable, impenetrable, irredeemable. The alternative to tragedy, or at least to the risk of tragedy, is damnation'" (p. 28).

"The Christian answer to this is that no two people are compatible. Duke University ethics professor Stanley Hauerwas has famously made this point:
'Destructive to marriage is the self-fulfillment ethic that assumes marriage and the family are primarily institutions of personal fulfillment, necessary for us to become “whole” and happy. The assumption is that there is someone just right for us to marry and that if we look closely enough we will find the right person. This moral assumption overlooks a crucial aspect to marriage. It fails to appreciate the fact that we always marry the wrong person. We never know whom we marry; we just think we do. Or even if we first marry the right person, just give it a while and he or she will change. For marriage, being [the enormous thing it is] means we are not the same person after we have entered it. The primary problem is . . . learning how to love and care for the stranger to whom you find yourself married'" (pp. 29-30).


"Any two people who enter into marriage are spiritually broken by sin, which among other things means to be self-centered—living life incurvatus in se (to be curved inward on oneself)" (p. 32).


"This is the secret—that the gospel of Jesus and marriage explain one another. That when God invented marriage, he already had the saving work of Jesus in mind" (p. 39).

"Is the purpose of marriage to deny your interests for the good of the family, or is it rather to assert your interests for the fulfillment of yourself? The Christian teaching does not offer a choice between fulfillment and sacrifice but rather mutual fulfillment through mutual sacrifice" (p. 39).



"The reason that marriage is so painful and yet wonderful is because it is a reflection of the gospel, which is painful and wonderful at once. The gospel is this: We are more sinful and flawed in ourselves than we ever dared believe, yet at the very same time we are more loved and accepted in Jesus Christ than we ever dared hope. This is the only kind of relationship that will really transform us. Love without truth is sentimentality; it supports and affirms us but keeps us in denial about our flaws. Truth without love is harshness; it gives us information but in such a way that we cannot really hear it. God’s saving love in Christ, however, is marked by both radical truthfulness about who we are and yet also radical, unconditional commitment to us. The merciful commitment strengthens us to see the truth about ourselves and repent. The conviction and repentance moves us to cling to and rest in God’s mercy and grace" (p. 40).

6.06.2012

Trips to the Carolinas

In less than a month, the Stock family traveled to the Carolinas, both North and South, three times. The first two times were spent up in the lovely city of Brevard, NC where Mandy's parents have a cabin in the woods. Well, its more like a log mansion. While we took in the crisp mountain air, we love to go to Brevard's artsy downtown. They always have something going on and during our second visit, they had their famous white squirrel festival. Fun times!

The talking dragon-snap! "Hello, Lydia! Its a pretty day. Ain't it?"

An artist and model in the making. While Lydia was drawing on this chalkboard, being her cute self, a photography crew came up and asked if they could take Lydia's picture for a travel guide to Brevard. Mommy signed a waiver and a star was born!

Daddy, Lydia and "Whitey" are listening to some hometown musicians.

"Bounce! Bounce!"

Chocolate dipped, vanilla ice cone from Dollys - yummy and messy! 


Hiking pictures! Lydia in the backpack, beauty waterfalls, and "playing" in the water.



Our third trip to the Carolinas was for support raising. We spent Saturday morning in downtown Greenville. One of the picturesque and lively downtowns in the States with a river/waterfall running right through the middle. They have really done some nice work. My comment was "God made it glorious and Greenville made it accessible." 

How could you not smile!

So, we are walking along and we found this awesome tree which one can stand it. Each Stock member expressed their personally.

Lydia - cute and smiley

Mommy- Beautiful and resting
Chicken Noodle - sleeping

Daddy - Exuberant and Wild

Cool the feet off and make some splashes!

Daddy and Lydia couldn't pass up this small water park.

For lunch, we enjoyed a delicious meal with the Johnson family. Lydia warmed up to Lucy and B really quick!

We are all done for now... time to go home! Let's go Mr. Pig and Whitey!



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