moving

Well, its that time of year again...time for us to move.
Thats what it seems like anyway.

Amanda and I have been married for almost 2 years, and since that time we have lived in 4 different cities, with number 5 on the way.
Sarnia, Hamilton, Burlington, Oakville, and now Mississauga.

Don't get me wrong, we are excited to move into a bigger place, for less money. especially because we have a growing family...but the moving process stinks. Trying to find boxes, throw out what you don't need, and find people who are willing to help.

We told ourselves that we would never move to Toronto, but we are getting closer every time we move.

Lucas

So;

I said I would post after our baby was born. Oops.
So I will post about it now.

Dec 17, 2008 at 3:23am, our gift from God was born.
Lucas Andrew Sherlock came into the world at 9lbs 4.5 oz. a Whopper.

Some complications arose and Amanda was rushed into emergency surgery at Dec 17th @7:00am.
She developed a Hematoma (internal bleeding), and was losing a lot of blood.

Its a scary thing when the Doctor comes to you and says "we only have 2 more options for your wife, and if they don't work, then...well..." My heart sank, and I will admit, I was angry at God. How could He bless us with a beautiful baby boy, and then take my wife? How can He possibly get glory from this? I was crying to Him..."How can I raise this child on my own? He will need his mother, and I need my wife. Is this Your will for me? Help me put my faith in You"

The Lord is so faithful. The surgery was a success. She was in the OR recovery for a day and a half, then in ICU recovery for 4 days. She lost a total of 12 units of blood, and needed a transfusion. My faith in God has never been more tested then it was that day. God is in COMPLETE CONTROL of my life, Amanda's life, and Lucas's life. Our flesh makes us think that we have a say...but we don't. I think that's what God was teaching me through that.

My mom is a nurse, and when she came up to see us in the hospital, she saw that I was calm. She said to me "I don't think you realize the severity of what happened to Amanda, there was a good chance she could've died" I said "I know, I gave it all to God". Thats the power of the Lord...I gave it to Him, and He gave me a stronger faith, and peace. He is so amazing.

For a "routine" birth, you are probably looking at 2-3 days total in the hospital. We were there for a total of 11.
Amanda made a complete recovery, and we are enjoying parenthood.
We thank God everyday, for the gift of life, and His faithfulness.

not funny, dad

The other day I was trying to get Lucas to laugh.
It was working a little bit...right up until the end

So:

Pastor Robbie was under the weather this past weekend, so we used the video of our 9am service, in our 11:15am service.

I'm here in the A/V room, (my 2nd office, much to the chagrin of Joshua), and I am racking my brain as to how to fix our DVD recorder.
The colour is dark, and the image quality is not that great.
We may be thinking of playing recorded services in the future, but if I don't figure this out soon...maybe it won't be me figuring it out at all

who's tough now

When we were teenagers, we always use to make fun of our friend Owen. He would always talk and act tough . The joke was, that whenever it was dark out, thats when Owen would rev it up. "It's dark out guys, watch what you say to Owen, hahaha"

Well, my friend Owen, just competed in his first MMA fight over the weekend.
I guess the title of the blog says it all.

Great job bro

Me...Mature?

7 weeks

7 weeks and counting.

7 weeks til the air gets more cool and crisp
7 weeks til there will be snow on the ground
7 weeks til drivers will continue their routine of forgetting how to drive in the snow
7 weeks til Christmas songs will be sung loudly and proudly

In 7 weeks I will become a father
In 7 weeks I will be responsible for a life other than my own
In 7 weeks I will need to mature instantly (or not...)
In 7 weeks my life will change for the better