tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-66965936993452121842023-11-16T06:06:42.291-08:00Grayce AboundingGRAYCE ABOUNDING........"The grace of the Lord Jesus Christ, and the love of God, and the communion of the Holy Spirit be with you all." (2 Corinthians 13:14) Read on for the life and times of the Gray Family......Angie Grayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12706745469326910293noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6696593699345212184.post-49861193953319749422011-03-21T17:40:00.000-07:002011-03-21T17:40:50.575-07:00Things that I love<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The sound of my children making music in our home....</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div style="text-align: center;"> a "B" on the violin</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">Noah drumming it up</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">Michael learning the guitar</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
</div><div style="text-align: center;">The glorious "Pearl Maxwell" camelia blooimg profusely in our yard</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div>Angie Grayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12706745469326910293noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6696593699345212184.post-83749010373049569622011-03-05T21:21:00.000-08:002011-03-05T21:21:43.436-08:00Spring on the way!We get eggs each week from Grandma D's daughter, Laurie. We visited her chicken farm in Alsea today. Just so happens a few chicks hatched while we were there. How exciting!<br />
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This is Matthew holding a baby chick born within the hour. Mama was ruffled but let us hold them.<br />
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This little chicky was pecking it's way out. Here are Noah and Matthew hearing the pecking. The eggs are labeled with a marker for tracking.<br />
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This is Grandma D with the blanket we gave her for her birthday. Bless you today!Angie Grayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12706745469326910293noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6696593699345212184.post-33158508872410720762011-02-24T15:43:00.000-08:002011-02-24T15:49:48.856-08:00Snow Day!The alarm went off at 6:30 and I could hear the scurry of little footstep down our creeky stairs to check outside for snow. And then I heard squeels of joy, "No School! Snow Day!" Visions of sledding, sipping hot cocoa, and playdates danced in their heads! And so it was....a wonderful snow day!<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">Our Michael turned 10 years old today! Oh how we love this boy!<br />
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Michael has never liked birthday cake so we have always opted for something else, like pudding. Mmmm. Homemade pudding.<br />
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So we enjoyed his favorite dindin (grilled shrimp, linguini, caesar salad and bread). We prayed over him and then toasted with pudding!<br />
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And then there was Noah! Bag boy :)</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span id="goog_1653833942"></span><span id="goog_1653833943"></span></div>Angie Grayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12706745469326910293noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6696593699345212184.post-15500254834435687772011-02-21T22:52:00.000-08:002011-02-21T22:52:07.057-08:00Mr. Noah<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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This is our Little Noah. He has road rash from falling on the cement at Daddy's office. Keeping up with "His boyz" as he calls them is hard work. But he is determined to act twice his age.<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">And then the finale of the week - "Mommy, come right away I have a surprise for you on the potty." "O Noah, you have been potty trained for nearly 2 years. What in the world are you talking about?" "Mommy, just come!" And then--indeed. Little rainbows. I love rainbows a lot. And he knows. Who would have thought I could gaze a my toilet with such endearment.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div>Angie Grayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12706745469326910293noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6696593699345212184.post-7831874523571375782011-02-21T21:53:00.000-08:002011-02-21T21:53:17.929-08:00The Big Red Ball<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Mom and Dad Gray blessed us with the Big Red Ball. It's a massive blow-up hollow ball with an opening to climb inside. Holds up to a 150 pounds. One climbs in and gets rolled around. Crazy fun. Just watch out for dog poop. We learned he hard way. Yikes.</div><br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">Matthew getting ready to rebound (his opponent snoozing). Michael driving to the hoop. </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">So we have found a sport that all three boys LOVE. Basketball. And I love it too because it is inside (we live in Oregon :) Lots of strategy. Lots of running. It's a match. </span>Paul says in the book of Colossians: <br />
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<i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><b>"</b></span></i><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><b>And whatever you do in word or deed, do </b></span></i><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><b>all</b></span></i><i><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"><b> in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks to God the Father through Him."</b></span></i><br />
<i>All</i> in the name of Jesus means basketball, too. Stay humble boys. Work hard. Rejoice in victory. Be good losers. Share the ball. Encourage your teammates. Don't give up. And remember that two H's that Papa taught you: Hustle and Have fun!Angie Grayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12706745469326910293noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6696593699345212184.post-59332875742702759502011-02-01T23:26:00.000-08:002011-02-21T21:52:41.087-08:00Virtual Virtuosos<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiITkPeUe_8D6fDowEf3MecMfZZgWHPowPqkbeK_2TlnABjPpYcyQwUqWECcPx9v7FupkG75jBD24vPy6ebUZ5M0NItVcTnT9KUPcWSZRI6oq8HG9NAKWHjSlmKOreJkgTZ7i_l6CMaYJWo/s1600/IMG_0125.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="213" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiITkPeUe_8D6fDowEf3MecMfZZgWHPowPqkbeK_2TlnABjPpYcyQwUqWECcPx9v7FupkG75jBD24vPy6ebUZ5M0NItVcTnT9KUPcWSZRI6oq8HG9NAKWHjSlmKOreJkgTZ7i_l6CMaYJWo/s320/IMG_0125.JPG" width="320" /></a></div><br />
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</div><span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;">Michael and Matthew had their first violin recital this past saturday. What a joy for us to see them perform on stage! Matthew had a small solo to the song, "Ode to Joy". He smiled at the audience the whole time, not skipping a beat. Michael was positioned further in the back so our view was limited, but from what I could tell, he was spot on. What JOY you bring to our hearts.</span><br />
Great job boys!Angie Grayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12706745469326910293noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6696593699345212184.post-25056193328834412152011-01-24T15:15:00.000-08:002011-02-01T23:58:39.776-08:00A New DayI finally did it. I started a BLOG. Miracles do happen. We are fasting and praying this week. Seeking the LORD with all our hearts. There is a worship song that keeps coming to me today, a song that I'm echoing in prayer....<br />
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I am empty but I know your love does not run dry.<br />
You are my day, You are my night.<br />
You are my love and all of my life.<br />
You are the love I need, You are the air I breathe<br />
You are My Love, My Life, always forever.<br />
I would lay down my life, just to be by your side<br />
You are My Love, My Life, always forever.<br />
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Here we are on New Year's Day doing our first ever family run. In Roseburg. Stomping through the snow. Ipods in hand. Joy in or hearts. A new Year. A new Day.<br />
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Welcome 2011.Angie Grayhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/12706745469326910293noreply@blogger.com0