Last day tooth commotion

You would have thought Gabe earned tooth pulling commission from the Tooth Fairy the way he insisted on yanking the hangin' thing. After multiple attempts to gently place the floss on the 'milk tooth,' at last the one and only yank dislodged it. Morgan didn't even realize it was out until Gabe shrieked, "I got it!"

This tooth appeared in Morgan's newborn mouth so she's had it for nearly 5 years but it was so teeny, it was hard to grab. Maybe Gabe will get a cut from the Fairy for all his gentle effort and, goodness knows, Morgan deserves the Purple Heart for her valor. All the while, Mama Elissa patiently snapped pics to record the 'First.'

What's the going rate for pulled teeth these days? 50 cents back in the day.

Home for the holidays

The first of the holiday photos trickling in. Lots more to come in the Glad Tidings dept.

For some reason...Ruined for the ordinary

Many of you have Robert's Red Guitar poster memorialized by Kristin Turney Jones, one of our Youth Group kids. But tonight, for some reason, I googled Robert MacMurchy and found Laura Yockey Huene's tribute. I had read it before on her blog, but tonight I'm cutting and pasting for all who loved Robert. And for those who never met Robert on this shore but will later, plow through this tribute. It is well worth the time.

Thank you Laura. I love you so. Also included are 2 comments from Robert's daughters, Joy and Danielle. Thank you Babies.


Monday, February 26, 2007
Robert A. Mac Murchy Jr.

Two years ago today a man that had a profound impact in shaping me into who I am today was suddenly called home to be with Jesus. His precious wife continues to be one of my most favorite people in the world as well as a woman who speaks so much into my life. I was thinking last night about some of my favorite memories with Robert and Caren too and came up with so many. I even chuckled out loud thinking of some of the funnier ones. Just think... all this started in a small art room at Dry Creek Elementary School. Sometimes only a handful of youth, but always a remnant who were there because they had a passion to hear from God and Robert always made sure that we were a passionate group who had one goal in mind....to worship. I can still see Robert up there playing the guitar...sometimes fumbling his way through a song, but always leading us to the throne. On Wednesday nights there were 20 of us crammed into a sometimes very smelly and hot, conference room with an orange lamp sporting a burned shade....worshipping with our whole hearts, our faces on the ground crying out to God. These were the life changing moments that ruined so many of us for the ordinary. We came to worship and pray...when Robert scheduled a volleyball night in the summer we were all a bit disappointed because there would be no worship that night! Odd group we were!! I don't know if Robert ever fully comprehended the impact he made on so many lives.....an impact that has changed generations. There are many of us that were his "first fruit" and now have children of our own that we are raising to be worshippers and ruined for the ordinary. I like to think that Robert is in heaven even now, leading worship with Pearl and a few of the others who have babies waiting for them in heaven. Caren has done and continues to do an amazing job of carrying on the vision Robert had to see lives changed and to see people thinking outside the box. I look forward to the day when we are reunited with the man who helped to shape us...I just hope he knew while he was here how we loved him and how thankful we were for all he poured into us. I know we had funny ways of showing our love....The man that so honestly asked us one night at Youth Group to pray for his hemorrhoids...we laughed and the next week late at night we found a nasty toilet at a bus stop (don't ask!) stuffed clothes with newspaper, made a man and put a package of Tucks in his hand! We drove to their house late at night, put the toilet on the lawn with the man sitting on the toilet with the Tucks and left it there! I think Robert and Caren left it there for a while. Another time we had a brilliant idea of spreading lard all over his van....that poor van was never the same. Wasn't fun to be in a rainstorm with those windshield wipers! Most summer nights they had trees full of toilet paper and one night the police even came, caught 2 of us and walked us up to their door. Robert and Caren just laughed and invited the rest of us to come back in! What fun we had! There were also times that Robert was not going to let things slide....we still talk about the time in Youth Group when a boy was telling another one of his many sad stories and Robert looked at him and said, "That's a load of crap (insert name) and you know it"! Always keep us honest, and teaching us how to love well all at the same time. It was silent in the room for a bit after that! Oh, Robert how we loved you and continue to love your precious bride too. Can't wait to see you soon!

Posted by Laura at 2:00 PM

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

Hello Laura,
Joy MacMurchy here. Oh, I almost cried at work reading the awesome thing you wrote about my dad. That was so neat of you to write.
Oh, how I wish I lived across town from you. I could watch your kidders whenever you and your hubby want to go on a date. Well, I hope to see you the next time I visit Littleton. Much love to you and your family!!!

Joy<><
2:38 PM
Danielle MacMurchy said...

Hi LJ!
Thanks so much for sharing your memories of dad. I remember being woken up fairly frequently by teens who were toilet papering our yard. I thought you guys were so cool!
It's so good to be reminded of the Lord's joy in our lives - then, and now. I hope to see you sometime soon!

Danielle MacMurchy
11:26 PM

Danielle Beth is comin' to town*

Why the elation?

Christmas at the Murch's! Danielley will be home for her annual holiday trek plus JoyFully Adored and Nathaniel the red-haired son, Gabe the Babe and Elissa our resident chef, Morgan too and Aaron the first time SD traveler!!! The whole fam damily home for the holidays! Woo Hoo ~ no wonder we're smilin'!

Party at the MacMurchy's!!!! ALL the Scottish friends welcome!

Gabriel has graduated from Black Hills State

This picture Robert took on his first and only pow'rchute flight with his son is a fitting graduation memo. The sky's the limit, Gabriel Sean.

We are all so proud of you. Your dad sure would be.

Seuss and Van Gogh ~ saying the same thing

“And the Grinch, with his Grinch-feet ice cold in the snow,
stood puzzling and puzzling, how could it be so? It came without ribbons.
It came without tags. It came without packages, boxes or bags.
And he puzzled and puzzled 'till his puzzler was sore.
Then the Grinch thought of something he hadn't before.
What if Christmas, he thought, doesn't come from a store.
What if Christmas, perhaps, means a little bit more.”

~ Dr. Seuss

Keely Kinney Elkins Welcome

Is there anything more lovely than the interdependence between mother and child. Circle of Sufficiency, it is.

How is the mother dependent upon her child? for Love.

I miss my Gabers

A little child shall lead

Morgan Jo, our Angel of Snow.




Lucy Jean, Laura's harvest hope baby. So much healing in a year for the Huene's. Hallelujah

savor the Savior

My friend and I exchange Weekly Savors. "I know you'll read that as savior!" she once wrote when sharing the thing that swept her away. My friend's right; all things savored turn me to the Savior.

And this season especially. If one word could connote the Dear Lord Jesus, it might be Relaxed. Now that's not a word that describes the typical American Yuletide. Our holidays feel more like holidaze. But Jesus walked the earth in quiet repose. Who do you know that could sleep through a raging storm in a fishing boat?

I've wondered all week why Jesus was so relaxed and how I could walk the same? It was His time spent with His Father. Jesus knew that "our universe is a perfectly safe place for us to be." And He knew this because of His constant interactive relationship with His Father. "Every visible thing and event is glorious with God's presence."* Jesus knew this. And I'm learning it. Relax...savor the Savior.

"Oh come let us adore Him. And find rest for our souls."