I was on my way home tonight from work. The wifey was at a woman's gathering and the kids were building forts in the living room. Everyone was content...until kid #4 forgot to flush his #2 and kid #6 wandered away from #'s 1,2,3, and 5. What happened next is not unfamiliar to the most rugged of parents but it did teach us a few lessons. You know what happened don't you? No need to bring details. I'll just let your imagination finish the story.
What were the lessons?
Lesson #1 - Always flush.
Lesson #2 - Always know where #6 is at.
Lesson #3 - When lessons # 1 and 2 are not followed turn your head and laugh hysterically.
Lesson #4 - Love covers a multitude of...sin.
Good lessons...good family...good times.
Wednesday, August 20, 2008
Friday, August 1, 2008
Change is a Comin'
Ch...ch...ch...ch...ch...changes. Change is a constant for most of us these days. I'd have to say that change is certainly constant in my family. This next month poses quite a few changes for the Rosen's.
#1 - We're starting new homeschool curriculum.
#2 - I'm changing my schedule at work so that I'm doing a better job of discipling my family and discipling people at the church...We hope.
#3 - We've restarted our whole food business called Juice Plus+.
#4 - We're looking for a new home.
All of this is a response to what we think is the next step of faith for our family. This has been an exciting time of change. I'm more stoked about life than ever.
Maybe we're out of our minds...maybe we are "filled" with faith. Regardless it's change.
I'll keep updated as time goes by which it is.
#1 - We're starting new homeschool curriculum.
#2 - I'm changing my schedule at work so that I'm doing a better job of discipling my family and discipling people at the church...We hope.
#3 - We've restarted our whole food business called Juice Plus+.
#4 - We're looking for a new home.
All of this is a response to what we think is the next step of faith for our family. This has been an exciting time of change. I'm more stoked about life than ever.
Maybe we're out of our minds...maybe we are "filled" with faith. Regardless it's change.
I'll keep updated as time goes by which it is.
Monday, July 14, 2008
Lucky Fish
I have no idea how it happened. Sincerely. I was playing golf today in a fund raising tournament with some friends from church. The skies today were clear and the temp was amazing for the middle of July. Low 80's.
So here's what happened. I get a text message about needing to take our 2 year old to the doctor for a thumb injury. No big deal. Then, a couple hours later...it came. The phone call, I mean. It seemed like such a harmless request. "Scott," my wife said, "can I get her a fish?" It didn't take long for me to answer, "Yes." What's the harm I thought. Get her a pink beta thing that lasts a couple months, it dies, they cry and then forget about it. 20 bucks tops.
When I show up at home, I could not believe my eyes. NO FISH. Instead what sat in my kitchen was the reason why the phrase "out of control" came about. There was no fish but there was equipment for about 20 fish. I was about to have an aneurysm.
Then she came in the room. Big brown eyes...full lips...giant smile. My baby girl melted me in seconds. She told me how excited she was to get a fish (and reminded me of the pink guitar I owe her) in that sweet 2 year old dialect. I was done for good. I went out and bought more stuff we needed.
The fish are few days away from being picked but their world is being prepared for now. Lucky fish. All because my child wants you...
If you're a follower of Jesus, this might start to sound familiar. Because of His son, we are wanted and paid for. The price was probably more than we're worth. And check this out...he is preparing a place for us to be with him. Lucky fish. Lucky fish.
Oh yea. In case you were wondering. Her little thumb is just bruised. Thank you, God.
So here's what happened. I get a text message about needing to take our 2 year old to the doctor for a thumb injury. No big deal. Then, a couple hours later...it came. The phone call, I mean. It seemed like such a harmless request. "Scott," my wife said, "can I get her a fish?" It didn't take long for me to answer, "Yes." What's the harm I thought. Get her a pink beta thing that lasts a couple months, it dies, they cry and then forget about it. 20 bucks tops.
When I show up at home, I could not believe my eyes. NO FISH. Instead what sat in my kitchen was the reason why the phrase "out of control" came about. There was no fish but there was equipment for about 20 fish. I was about to have an aneurysm.
Then she came in the room. Big brown eyes...full lips...giant smile. My baby girl melted me in seconds. She told me how excited she was to get a fish (and reminded me of the pink guitar I owe her) in that sweet 2 year old dialect. I was done for good. I went out and bought more stuff we needed.
The fish are few days away from being picked but their world is being prepared for now. Lucky fish. All because my child wants you...
If you're a follower of Jesus, this might start to sound familiar. Because of His son, we are wanted and paid for. The price was probably more than we're worth. And check this out...he is preparing a place for us to be with him. Lucky fish. Lucky fish.
Oh yea. In case you were wondering. Her little thumb is just bruised. Thank you, God.
Thursday, July 10, 2008
Good Intentions Got Me Nowhere
Ok...it's only been since...March since I've written anything. No rambling. Doesn't mean I'm not full of thoughts and experiences. I intended on launching a few days after the first post but then got sidetracked. I actually wasn't sure if I was going to tell anyone about this until a friend asked about the web address. So, I'm back with renewed good intentions. Maybe this time I'll get somewhere.
Tuesday, March 4, 2008
Rabbi?
Ok...so, I'm not really a "rabbi". I'm nothing special...just a man with a Jewish background.I have simply been dubbed this name by friends over the years since I met Jesus and began to follow him. I enjoy the teachings of Jesus and sharing them with my family and friends.
My real name is Scott Rosen. I'm a professional Christian (pastor) in Canton, Ohio. I love following Jesus and serving my wife and children.
This is the beginning of my ramblings...so join the conversation and ramble on your own bad self.
My real name is Scott Rosen. I'm a professional Christian (pastor) in Canton, Ohio. I love following Jesus and serving my wife and children.
This is the beginning of my ramblings...so join the conversation and ramble on your own bad self.
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