Archive for August, 2013

27 Aug

Rock-A-Bye Baby, A Sweet Remember

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Rock-A-Bye Baby, A Sweet Remember

Remembering the warmth of this little body against mine. His chubby cheek on my shoulder. Probably a little drool, too. The rhythm of his every breath. His complete and satisfied rest, in arms that were so eager to hold him and so uncertain of much else in this world. We’ve come a long way, baby! Praising God today for His grace and mercy that have allowed me to look upon moments like this and see that His arms were confidently around us then, and remain with us today. Feeling blessed, undeserving, and loved beyond measure, as I am able to celebrate twenty-one years of being a momma today. Thank you, Lord! Happy Birthday, Drake. ❤

25 Aug

The Spirit of the Hummingbird

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The Spirit of the Hummingbird

16 Aug

80-six

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Spent this week preparing for the new school year.
Our middle son is a sophomore in high school, and our youngest is in 6th grade.

Today’s preparations involved haircuts.

The youngest proclaimed, after getting his hair only trimmed a little around his ears, that he will not be getting another haircut until his big brother comes home.  He wants his hair cut like his.  No drama.  Just stated very matter-of-factly.

I think the high  schooler is waiting on his big brother to teach him to drive, too.

Incredibly moved with every single quiet pledge noticed in excited anticipation of the three to be united in just eighty-6 days!

12 Aug

NINETY-1

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Welcome to the countdown!

90-One is a perfect number.  Way better than the 710 of yesterday.

Today I’m camping out in Psalm 91.  Click HERE if you’d like to read it, too.

I can’t help but smile when I read:

“He will cover you with His feathers;
you will take refuge under His wings”

As I have felt a great desire to protect my family, and have experienced great relief and comfort in having my children nestled under the roof of our family home, IMAGINE how far greater the desire and love of Our Heavenly Father as He continually feathers us and keeps His protective wings around us!  How much greater does The Father love than we?!

Today I am keeping NINETY-1 close to my heart in thanksgiving for all of God’s promises and His truth, as I celebrate the start of this long-awaited countdown.

11 Aug

Day 710

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Seven Hundred Ten is a nice, even number, don’t you think?

That’s 1 year, 11 months and 10 days, exaclty.

Or 17,040 hours, approximately.

Wow, that hours number doesn’t freak me out as much as the almost 2 years number.
My gifting is in colors, not numbers, and in the case of moments away from home (which is 1,022,400!), that’s a good thing.

710.

Nice, round, evenly divisible number.
Also a great stopping point, don’t you think?

Many of you have followed my “count up” since Day 1.
            (On this blog, that would be since Day 19, the first public post of the count up)
In doing so, you have also shed some tears and smiles with me along the way.
Many of you have also offered prayers and lifted our family up to The Lord, and I’m confident that the immense strength we as a family have had during this journey has been a blessing from God, and I am thankful for the faithful prayers of friends and strangers alike.

My son will be returning soon.
That’s right!  We have a count down in progress now!
In just a few short weeks, our family will be reunited, and words cannot express the excitement every one of us has, as we prepare, plan and dream a little bit louder about our reunion.

But the journey is far from over.  As much as we prepare, plan and dream, and think about our desires for the coming months, it is Our Saviour who remains in control.  We understand that it is His perfect and holy, Masterfully orchestrated script that will unfold before us.  It is in knowing this that I ask for your specific prayers.

Please join us in continuing to pray for safety & protection.

For provision.

For us to recognize the direction of the weather vane.

For understanding.

And above all else, pray for us to be yeilded to The Master’s plan, and to move in obedience with His will for our lives.

As much as I have looked forward to having all of my chics under my wings again — oh! My heart leaps at the thought! — I know that like the seaons and other things of this earth, temporary is the moment, and eternal is the life.   Please pray for our time together to be an easy transition and a powerful ignition into a new chapter.

Tomorrow is a new day.
A new number.

Praise the Lord, for great things He hath done!

2 Aug

Counting Our Blessings At The Trash Dump

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My husband called at 3:30pm:
“Honey, we need for you to come pick us up. The Trailblazer has a problem.”

The ole’ Trailblazer is down.
Broke down, that is.
Where did this happen?
Of all places, the trash dump.
On  a busy Friday afternoon.
Her shifting cable snapped in half, and she wouldn’t budge from the prime real estate in front of the household waste dumpster.
The girl has over 200,000 miles on her, and things just happen.
Still, my immediate reaction was not evident of anything understanding.
No peace fell upon me as I started calculating the cost of the repair and the discomfort of living without her for a few days.
None.
This unexpected fix would cost money we hadn’t budgeted for.
That stinks!

The big red bus needs some attention!

The big red bus needs some attention!

Thankfully, the short drive to rescue my husband and son was long enough for me to be reminded of all the blessings that abound around this mini distraction.

*  Thank goodness this “break” didn’t happen two weeks ago when my husband and son were on the road between here and North Dakota!

*  And thank goodness this “break” happened now, instead of three months from now when my oldest son will be driving it!

* Hallelujah, we are paid ahead on one of our bills that will allow for us to cover the cost of this repair!

* How furtunate we are to have another vehicle at home that we can drive this week!

* Could there have been a better place to break down?  I think not!  The car was PARKED, and in a place where the traffic flow is cautious and forgiving, as well as the Waste Management attendents!

* We had opportunities to serve others while waiting for the tow truck (helping empty the truck beds and trunks of others)!

* And we had the good fortune to visit with our Music Minister while we waited, since he spied us and the twinkling hazard lights of our car when he was passing through!

I am so thankful for God’s blessings and for His protection.  Always, and in all ways.

It’s Friday night, and we got to squeeze in some quality family time a little early today, as we hanged out together at the trash dump.  It’s been a great start to the weekend.  Seriously!  It has!