Kyrie asked me to tell her a story

Last night I was snuggling Kyrie to get her to sleep, and she asked me to tell her a story. The storytelling went something like this:

Kyrie: “I want you to tell me a story about Princess Me and a hat.”
Me: “Once upon a time there was a beautiful princess named Kyrie. She loved to wear hats. Her very favorite hat was red, with a beautiful yellow flower.”
Kyrie: “A red flower.”
Me: “Okay, a red flower. One day, she was walking in the field to watch the beautiful white horses run in the tall grass.”
Kyrie: “Brown horses.”
Me: “And there were brown horses too.”
Kyrie: “And I had blonde hair.”
Me: “Yes, you had blonde, curly hair. And you were very beautiful.”
Kyrie: “And I had a red hat. And my red hat had a red flower.”
Me: “Yes…and Princess Kyrie was taking a walk…and she started to walk down a pebbly road, and a gust of wind blew her hat off her head. She started to run after it, but the wind was carrying it too quickly, and she became too tired, and the hat blew further and further away…”
Kyrie, almost crying: “And I was sad. And my hat blew away in the wind. And I couldn’t get my hat…! (voice quivering)”
Me, quickly: “And then a prince came and caught the red hat for Princess Kyrie and gave it to her and she was so happy! The End.”
Kyrie, relieved: “I want another story.”

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My injury prone child

Kyrie has gotten so many head injuries this summer, it’s ridiculous. Fortunately, there’s been only one trip to Urgent Care (the time she fell at the park and cut her head open). Last night, she hit her head on the corner of a bathroom wall, producing a huge goose egg (though not the biggest of the summer). A little arnica and ice, and by morning, it was looking much better. Just a bit after I got up, Kyrie decided to jump on the bed with Noelle. Well, like the monkeys jumping on the bed, she received a head injury on the SAME SPOT. So that wasn’t pretty. Then, a bit after lunch, I received the news, “Kyrie was hit in the head with a metal pipe.”

sigh I think I might have to take up Rachel’s advice and put the kid in a helmet full-time.

So, let’s see…

Things here have been just lovely. Lots of little things going on.

1. My parents and some of my siblings painted the house in which we are staying (the house where my sister and brother-in-law reside, with their lovely children). The colors are only slightly different from before, but an improvement nonetheless.

2. We went cherry picking yesterday and I ate far too many cherries. We didn’t buy any. Is that cheating?

3. We don’t have enough space for all our stuff. I currently have clothes in an overflowing suitcase, two plastic bags, and two laundry baskets. I would put it all away but there really isn’t enough dresser room.

4. One of my dear friends found out she is pregnant! I’m so excited for her. Pray that her little one will stick! She suffered a loss at 12 weeks gestation last December (a couple days before Antonio was born) and had a possible chemical pregnancy a few months ago, so she’s feeling a bit nervous. I know your prayers would mean a lot to her. Her name is Lora.

5. I really had a good time with Ryan & Taneisha & co. yesterday. I love having great fellowship with friends. And I love pizza. :)

6. Sometimes I wish that disposable diapers were a) cuter and b) good for the environment. But mostly I enjoy cloth diapering.

7. Kyrie has been asking to have braids put in her hair every day. This makes her hair look very cute while in braids, but exceedingly crazy when the braids are taken out. She also insists that her hair is blonde.

8. Antonio’s favorite foods are watermelon and sweet potato puffs. He’s quite the little eater.

9. There are several things I’d like to get good at, such as photography, sewing, scrapbooking, and playing my violin. I used to be pretty good at violin, but I rarely play it anymore. I wish I had more chances to practice.

10. If anyone can think of a way for me to make thousands of dollars in a matter of days, please let me know. No, I’m not in any sort of trouble. I don’t owe any bad guys any money. I think it might just come in handy.

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Why Contemporary Music Makes Congregational Singing Difficult

Tom Schwegler offers insight into why contemporary music makes congregational singing difficult over on the Internet Monk’s blog.

I think Schwegler is right on. I’ve always had a problem with finding a way to incorporate contemporary music in such a way that it’s good for the congregation. I think Schwegler put some of my own thoughts into the words I couldn’t find. His points sum up my own thoughts:

Complexity: Many contemporary songs are made for soloists, not congregations. Nothing is worse to me than a passionate band singing for the congregation. That just irks me. It makes true the charge of entertainment worship.

Less information: As someone who doesn’t read music, but can generally follow notes (most of the time), I find it quite annoying to go into a church and hear a song I’ve never heard before and expect to sing it. Sometimes I can; sometimes I can’t. I want to see the music.

More oral tradition:It also vexes me to hear a worship leader sing a song contrary to the way you might hear it on CCM. I want to know what I am singing before I start singing or at least have a road map.

Chords vs. tunes: I’ve always been fond of a piano or organ (mostly piano) leading worship (Forrest is trying to convince me a guitar and drums are better, but now I’ve obtained newly read ammunition!). I’ve never understood why I felt that guitar didn’t work as well for leading congregational music, but I think Schwegler’s right in asserting it’s because guitars play chords, not tunes. It may also be that I am partial to piano over guitars; I hardly ever see anyone play an acoustic guitar in a way that doesn’t sound cheap when it comes to worship. My wife assures me that it’s just because I’ve never been in a church that plays acoustic guitars well, but I think it’s because my Catholic-Lutheran upbringing has given me a particular standard of what music should sound like.

All about Kyrie

I often post only pictures for the benefit of grandparents, other relatives and friends, and just to show off how beautiful my children are, but I don’t take the time to really write about my babies. So I’m taking a few minutes just to talk about Kyrie.

I’m so amazed with Kyrie every day. Yes, she can be difficult and a handful, and sometimes I don’t understand her demands, why she’s having a meltdown, why it’s so important that she “do it herself” all the time, but I find myself so in love with her every day when she climbs into my lap with a book and exclaims, “Let’s read this one!” or asks for snuggle time in the middle of the day. I find it so endearing when she mispronounces difficult words, and I’m proud when she learns how to say words correctly with concentrated effort. I love her laugh. I love her energy. I love her crazy hair and her giant brown eyes. I love her lips that make the perfect pout. I just love her and I thank God for her every day. I couldn’t imagine life without my little girl.











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Riverfront Park

We had a great day at Riverfront Park with the Tuckers this past Saturday. Kyrie had a blast on all the rides; it was so fun to watch her.

Spokane River


Timothy & Uncle Matthew


Noelle & Kyrie on the plane ride



Noelle and Kyrie on the train ride



Noelle & Kyrie on the bumper boats



Antonio was a little miffed that he didn’t get to go on any rides


The kids


Kyrie on the carousel


The clock tower and other loveliness


I got a weird angle on this one. It looks like it’s leaning…


Kyrie & Antonio relaxing in the grass


It’s my little guy!





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More on GAFCON

Fr. Jerry Cimijotti gave me a book earlier this week called The Way, the Truth, and the Life written by the “Theological Resource Team of GAFCON” in the time preceding the conference.

After reading the 89 page book, I have a fuller understanding of GAFCON. The opening chapter gives a brief, but very full history of the relationship between Canterbury and GAFCON leaders, particularly in the Global South. This history clearly shows how Canterbury has consistently gone against the will of the Primates. (Perhaps one of the most interesting assertions was the belief that, in unwittingly adopting an Orthodox view of discipline, we have left ourselves defenseless.) The expense of these battles along with the distraction they have caused for spreading the gospel have caused leaders to desire a quicker measure to restore authentic Anglicanism.

The second section seeks to define authentic Anglicanism. It gives a robust and broad view of the Scriptures, the nature of Christ, and the purpose of worship.* While I found the work on sacraments lacking, it was broad enough to encompass a wide range of views. I also received the worship guide for the services that took place during the week of GAFCON. The worship definitely looked more evangelical in tone, with the use of more alternative services—which is personally not a negative, but makes me wary of the introduction of poor liturgical forms.

My major concern after reading the booklet was the interpretation and nature of the Articles of Religion (though I have been directed to further discussion on the issue). While I still have questions about whether GAFCON will be proposing a long-term solution, the description of the future re-alignment has given me a renewed hope that this is a long-term solution. While I have heard some of these plans through a couple of GAFCON attendees, I see very little written on these future plans, which I think lends itself to the understanding that GAFCON isn’t offering an alternative to what we already have in place. It is.

Moreover, my reading of the short book has also given me confidence in the competence of GAFCON leaders to create something that works.

A couple more cute Kyrie quotes

Kyrie thinks that all pastors are Jesus. When we visited a Lutheran church a few weeks ago during our vacation at the Oregon coast, the pastor said, “Let us rise for the Kyrie,” and Kyrie whispered excitedly, “Jesus said to rise for me!”

Just now, she walked up to Rick and said, “I’m getting SO old, Papa.”

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