What's your Favorite Bible Verse?

I love this question..... I would love to know what your favorite bible verse is? What spoke to you? How did God speak to you? It is always so interesting how God uses His own word to feed us.... Here are mine

Phil 3:14 I press toward the goal for the prize of the upward call of God in Christ Jesus.

John 9:1-5 And as He passed by, He saw a man that was blind from birth. 2 And His disciples asked Him saying, Rabbi, who sinned this man or his parents, that he should be born blind? Jesus answered- It was neither that this man sinned nor his parents; it was in order that the works of God might be displayed in him. 4 We must work the works of Him who sent me, and long as it is day; night is coming, when no man can work. 5 While I am in the world, I am the light of the world.

Let me explain both of these passages of scripture to you....
Phil 3:14 is from a youth camp week I went to in junior high and it was one of the most amazing weeks of my life. I just wanted the prize- I wanted to seek, learn, and know what that prize was. I am a child of God and that is the prize here on earth but oh Heaven with Him, there are no words.....

John 9:1-5 the bible I got this out of was the NASV, but I believe in the New King James it is changed from "it was in order that the works of God might be displayed in him" to That I May be Glorified" that verse changed my heart and that is what is on Savannah's headstone
"That He May be Glorified" John 9. That verse continues to give me strength everyday.

Every time someone gives me a verse that helps them I try to look it up. (thanks Amy) I want to know if that verse speaks to me the same way or if God hands me something completely different. He is quite amazing that way.

So- I want to know your favorite verse.. What gets you by/ What verse at a pivotal moment saved you from yourself? What verse changed you? I am so curious... Plus I want to soak in His word and I would love you help.

Thanks- Sarah

Sarah Started Thinking Outloud Again

I have been really searching my heart lately. Since Savannah died, I have been so focused on learning about the physical heart and will probably continue fundraising and supporting the American Heart Association for the rest of my life, but something occurred to me recently what happens if you work on someone’s heart physically and never even invest on their heart and its true eternity, have you missed the mark? Wow even to type that makes me sick to my stomach. What am I doing? I mean everything I talk about regarding Savannah is basically about how God saved us from ourselves. Self destruction is almost inevitable because you lose something in yourself when a child dies, but could this be a way we lead people to Jesus, or do we lose people when they have to comprehend what we have been through? I had 2 very important couples lose babies before us and just being a friend it broke my heart, and then I lost one of my own - it is still devastating even behind the smile. Here is my dilemma- How can I share my faith without sounding like a grieving mother or an annoying broken record? Because I know that after awhile people don't want to hear about her and that sounds harsh but seriously isn't there a point where it feels overused? I struggle because she is gone and never, ever coming back; and it makes me sick that I feel she is being forgotten. I know that 10 yrs from now someone could drive past the cemetery and say "oh yea that is where the Martin baby is buried; but shoot I can't for the life of me remember her name." Do you see my point? Heartbreaking- See, I am now at weeks that are good and then in an instant it will hurt, then it is gone; and I move on again, but how can that turn into a way I can reveal my faith? What about sharing it? I am frustrated that I have come to the realization that I am defined by the death of my child, but am I leaning on that? Is this what defines me? Will it define me forever? My kids started school this week and I love my kids but I danced a jig! We thrive on routine, but I kept thinking never a first day of school for her. I got upset about thinking about having to take CJ to his last, first day of preschool. She will never be an Orange Tiger, Purple Porcupine, or even a Red Rabbit. It hurts my heart, but it just is what it is. I am trying to be active at Madison, Andrew, and CJs schools but they will all be in school all day next year and I am already worried about what I am going to be when I grow up. LOL I have been a mother since I was 20, and I have never truly regretted making the decision to come home and become Jon's wife. Now though- what do I do? There is just only so long I can consume myself with PTA. I mean I love it but on some level I want people to talk to me because they want to not because they see the "Oh Lord PTA lady what does she want? “ LOL! This post was really not supposed to be as serious as I believe it has become, but it is where my mind went so I went with it! It has always amazed me how life works. I am not really good at it sometimes-Life. I just feel sometimes I am always a step behind, Sometimes a step ahead. Why is that? I feel I am such a walking contradiction! I don't know. . I think I am just searching for answers- from God. It’s funny how He works- getting us on our face asking for His help.

Yea!! CJ started school today!!!

Green playdoh to match my shirt!

Ready with my Kung Fu Panda Lunch box and Diego Backpack!! His shirt says "Yes, Girls, I'm Single" that is funny stuff!!
We have to make funny faces Mom!!!

Well we started our last first day of preschool today! No tears! CJ loves school!! We are sooo excited about being a Red Rabbit! School is going to be so fun this year!!

2 Down 1 To Go!!!

Babies, I Don't Think You Get It?

Drew playing with an enormous play gun!


Let me explain why this is so funny... My children have just recently discovered that there is a bed in our couch. It is like a campground in my house. They asked tonight( or begged) to sleep on it and I gave in to their request. I had gone to Wal-mart and Jon put them to bed. When I got home this is what I saw. They pulled the bed out only to put the cushions on the bed and lay on them!! It cracked me up!! They are a hoot!