Today my test results are supposed to come back. I’m not anxious or fearful and feel the peace of my sisters and brothers praying for me. My birth dad, his name is Aaron, sent me the sweetest note this morning. He, as well as my birth mom are Christians. Is that not the coolest thing or what?? I have this huge family now that all love the Lord.
I’m blessed.
This is a good friend of mine’s dog "Cocoa-bean". Isn’t she a mess??
If you asked most of my friends you would find that I tend to be a "standing in the gap" person. I enjoy praying for others and feel it an honor to do so.
This year, however, we’ve had a broken arm, a broken foot, a broken toe, more "abnormal cells" to be removed from my skin, and then yesterday an ultrasound that showed polyps and a cyst in my uterus and left ovary.
And as I left the doctor, fear came knocking. I could feel Satan’s talons trying hard to get a grip on my heart and fill it with fear. It was a physical feeling.
It’s an unusual feeling for me. But as I got home and began to call friends to ask them to pray I realized this was a time I needed people standing in the gap for me. It was my turn to "need people"…..to need intercessory prayer.
I have felt the prayers of the saints, my friends lifting me up to the Father. And I am so thankful when I can’t pray for myself Jesus and others pray for me.
And now my kids are begging for breakfast and help with school. So I must go.
Pray if you feel led.
Always in HIS grip………
I awoke again this morning before any of the kids. I just couldn’t sleep anymore. The house is quiet. I love a quiet house. It’s noisy all day long, which is okay too with my four plus one more tromping around, but the quiet. Oh how I love the quiet. Sometimes I stay up too late at night just because it’s quiet. It’s the time my soul rests, no one is pulling at me and I can just be me, with God and my cup of coffee.
Big Fat Fred and our other kitty Cruiser are wrestling in the den. Every once in a while I hear a cry because, well, Fred out weighs Cruiser by like a thousand pounds.
Baby Girl slept in the camper last night with Daddy all alone. Special time with dad. I love it when she wants that from him. I love it that he loves her wanting him. Before her broken arm episode she was a daddy’s girl all the way. But the accident changed something. Maybe it was because I was at the hospital with her for the surgeries and the ER visit. But she became a mommy’s girl after all that. I think she’s slowiy sliding back to being a daddy’s girl. And I’m way ok being second best!!!
We start school on Monday. Tonight I have a big meeting with the Classical Conversations group we will be attending on Tuesdays. We’ll be going through the LA portion that my older two will be learning in the afternoon. Three hours of LA…….ugh.
I think we’re going to have a good school year although I’m not sure what it’s going to look like at all since we’re adding a day of CC. It’s not going to be a text book year. I hope we all love it.
My foot is healing well although it still feels really fat in shoes. It swells at times still and it’s my ankle that hurts the most at the end of the day. The doctor says it’s because I didn’t move it for so long. I’ve tried a bit of swimming but that certainly hurts the most. For now I’m trying different shoes to see which work best.
That’s about it around here.
Football is in full swing. 4 nights a week we practice.
That’s a lot of practice.
But God gave my husband and the other coaches a great little team. Determined, Strong. Coachable.
What more could they want???
So, bye for now.
No photos to post today.
On August 2nd we celebrated our parent’s 50th wedding anniversary. It was low key, intimate and lots of fun. What a legacy my parents are leaving for their kids and for their grand kids. Rocket Man and I married late, had a handful of kids and wonder if anyone will marry young so that we’ll see grand kids.
Aren’t they a handsome couple? 50 years.
Wow.
I wonder if they know what a wonderful example they are of God’s unfailing love for us?
They’ve stuck together through the good times, the fun times, they somehow managed to raise us and we turned out ok. Having four of my own I know what an accomplishment that is. I don’t know how my mom did it with my dad traveling as he did for a while. They’ve survived poor times, wealthy times, sick times, healthy times, skinny times, no-so-skinny times, active times, and sedentary times.
They’ve survived.
By the grace of God and the will of them both they have survived.
They’ve survived life.
With all it’s hard knocks, it’s ups and downs. They’ve survived.
I hope my husband and I can be the same kind example to our kids. That we won’t screw them up too badly. That God will fill in all the gaping holes. That he will love and call each one to Himself. And that my kids will know Him as a loving and compassionate God that loves the whole. The sin, the good, the bad, that makes up each one of us.
Here are the flowers dad gave mom:
Here are the kids Ipod-ing it before dinner…
The dinner:
The Gang minus me (behind camera) and my brother and sister in law who live very far away right now. WE missed you guys!!
The other half of the table:
The cake (compliments of my sister)
Look at all that chocolate!!!!! I could have bathed in it.
Happy 50 years mom and dad!!!
I hope you have 50 more!
Love…….
Today I got up before the kids which has been different than my normal summer routine. I’ve caught up on a lot of sleep this summer. Since the surgery on my foot I’ve routinely slept until 9am or so. One day I actually slept until 11am. I haven’t done that since I was a teenager. It was strange waking up when it was almost noon.
Today, as I awoke to foggy windows and a quiet house I walked into the kitchen to punch the coffee button. My husband has gotten into the routine of leaving me sweet sticky notes on my coffee cup each morning. It’s been a wonderful way to know he’s talking to me even tho he’s already at work.
I’m reminded of the many seasons we go through in life. Some are quiet, some loud, some active, some sleepy, some hard, some easier.
And I’m so thankful that in the quietness is when I can feel the Father’s love the most. I feel his “good morning” in the cup of coffee waiting for me, the sticky note my Rocket Man leaves, in the cat waiting to come in for a treat, in the fact that I live in a nice house, my husband has a job and that I have the privilege for praying for others who do not. And I am reminded of that in the way my Father takes care of me.
What season are you in? Is your life hard right now? I pray that you find the Father’s arms wide open and his care for you constant. I still worry about money from time to time especially with all the doctor bills rolling in from three surgeries. And He knows it’s an area where I struggle. So I’m constantly taking that to Him, laying it as His feet and asking him to take care of his arm, his foot and his bills.
After all, I am His girl. And we are His family.
He put us together.
He made us one.
He brought my children into the world.
He is the KING.
And I love reminding my children of who they are…..
Children of the King!!!
Go forward today as a Child of the King.
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We’re doing something different with school this year. I’m excited and a little nervous. We’re participating in Classical Conversations this year. But I’m also super excited that my sister is homeschooling her youngest (who really isn’t young and can drive for pete’s sake)!
But my heart is still longing for the beach!!!!
My ever so sweet brother in law just gave me CS3 and I’m really dying to learn how to use it. I’ve been playing around but have no idea what I’m doing. It’s so different from Elements.
But here’s my first attempt at Actions (Ree’s of course).
Before:
After
So, what do you think????
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