In His Grip

Why

2011-11-15T16:34:00.000-06:00

Just over a week ago I had the opportunity to spend 8 hours in solitude driving to my parents house to help my mom out after hip replacement surgery.

Funny thing about being alone with your thoughts, sometimes you get some pretty big revelations.

I think I did just that.

Have you ever thought about the origin of the question "Why?" It was what was on my mind during part of my drive. I sort of came to the conclusion that without sin we wouldn't have the question "Why?" because life without sin is a life of perfect trust and obedience.

Think about it. If the serpent had never asked Eve "Why?" we would never have reason to ask it! Now, am I condemning everyone who ever says "Why?" Certainly not! But I know when I ask "Why?" of God, eventually I have to get around confessing the sin of arrogance that I actually deserve to know the answer to "Why?"

I hear people say a lot (and I've said it, too) that when I get to Heaven, I have a lot of questions for God about why... and you fill in the blank. But I wonder if we'll even be able to utter the word? Because isn't that where it all started? Questioning God's wisdom on the subject of knowledge of good & evil?

What do you think? Why?

Playground fund, paid forward...

2011-11-15T16:26:00.000-06:00

So here's what just over $2700 bought. We had in mind something much larger, but all in all this is a huge improvement, as you can still see some of the old equipment in the background of one of these. God is good.

Playground fund still alive and well!

2011-04-08T21:59:00.000-05:00

A few months ago I posted for the first time about the Cherokee Mental Health Institute's playground and the resulting fund to enable them to purchase new equipment for the children who need to be treated there.

Tuesday, Mark and I were honored to receive a large corporate donation on the playground's behalf. The fund is now at just over 10% of the goal. We continue to trust that God will move in the hearts of many to give, with no benefit to themselves, to this most worthy cause.

If that's you, let me know. I'll be glad to share more information on where you can send your gift.

Bright Title, Dark Subject

2011-04-03T19:00:00.000-05:00

Brouwer's The Canary List was an easy selection for me. I was introduced to his work several years ago, and have been hooked on anything that bears his name ever since.

I wasn't disappointed with my choice. He had me from the first word of the prologue. Brouwer skillfully weaves a tale of intrigue and wonder. Making me question whether such events might truly take place within the confines of the organized church.

I'm a firm believer in Satan's attempts to deceive and infiltrate the good work Christ has accomplished, so this book wasn't necessarily shocking in it's content, but nevertheless I found it disturbing. While convincing, to discover that one of the characters was cavalier about what he was fighting for left me questioning which side, darkness or light, truly won out in the end.

I am grateful to know the end of the story, and that when the last day comes I am securely on the side of The Light.

You can pre-order the book here.

Indivisible is indispensible

2011-03-06T18:13:00.000-06:00

Attention all suspense junkies! Get your hands on a copy of Kristen Heitzmann's Indivisible and read it without stopping, cover to cover. This is a must-read!
Heitzmann is a master of suspense, she allows the events of her novel to give the reader the insights they need, bit by bit, as the characters discover them themselves. She keeps you reading, and when you're done with the book, wondering about how the people you've just met between its pages are faring now.
Suspense being what it is, I'm hesitant to go into much detail about the book, lest I give anything away. Just get yourself a copy and get reading and enjoying this book!

Lady in Waiting-A Gem Worth Discovering

2011-02-13T17:20:00.002-06:00

Immediately upon reading the back cover of Lady in Waiting I knew I would have a connection to its main character, Jane Lindsay. This year, 2011, will mark my 22nd anniversary of marriage. Honestly, based on that fact alone I was leery of reading the book, for fear of seeing too much of my own life within the pages. Thankfully, this was not the case. While Jane and I are approximately the same age and in the same life stage, I'm happy to report that my marriage is not in crisis.

That said, this book remained poignant for me, as it did give me cause to evaluate my life. I'm glad I read it. Susan Meissner is an excellent storyteller, the fictionalized retelling of the factual life of Lady Jane Grey was most intriguing. I appreciated Meissner's admiration for the 16th Century noble; her authentic recreation of the period and her skillful weaving of the modern day into the narrative.
I have read a lot of books by authors whose endings are neat and trite. Lady in Waiting is not one of those stories. While the ending is a hopeful one, it is not all neatly tied up in a sweet little package. Life is messy, and Meissner allows her characters to live in that messiness.
I would highly recommend this book, both to modern day and historical fiction lovers as it skillfully bridges the gap between the two. Meissner was an unknown to me. I intend to get to know her work better in the future.

You can purchase a copy of your own by clicking here or here.

Precious Memories

2011-01-18T07:50:00.000-06:00

   Perhaps the most outstanding memory of Gramma is her humming. No one could recognize the tune, and when asked, Gramma couldn’t name it, she’d just answer, “Oh, I don’t know, it’s just a tune.” And continue on. Although each of us can still hear the song in our head, none of us can replicate it. Gramma carried the tune of her heart with her to Heaven, and is singing it with fervor for her Savior.

   Gramma was an amazing cook—potato donuts, strawberry-rhubarb pie, the most perfect gravy you’ve ever slathered over your potatoes. She was, however, weak in the beverage department. See, Gramma would take a gallon of milk, and “stretch” it, using dried milk powder to make the one into four. There are some among the cousins who cannot tolerate milk to this day because of this particular frugality. Sorry, Gram! Another beverage we’ll remember her for is Tang. Or rather the unique taste/texture she made out of it. Somehow, Gramma’s Tang was always watery, and gritty. Many of us remember sitting around the on the bench by the big kitchen table trying to figure out how to get out of there without drinking the Tang. But she always had a smile on her face when she chided us about not drinking it.
   Gramma was crafty, each of us can attest to her skill with a crochet hook and a sewing machine, although her “taste” in fabric wasn’t always what we would select. Case-in-point, each year, Gram would make each of us kids pajamas for Christmas, out of whatever bargain bin fabric she could find. Unfortunately, one year her bargain bin scouring yielded fabric that was better suited for chair upholstery than it was pajamas. Poor Kerwin. Color selection wasn’t her forte either, do you all remember the year of the “clown” pajamas? At least those were flannel! Then she graciously cut up her old pant suits and created quilts for each of us, which we received on our 16th birthdays. Today, that quilt is more cherished than ever, like getting a hug from Gram.
   In her later years, at the Senior Center, Gramma got into ceramics. Each of us has at least one item that Gramma poured, carefully sanded, decorated then presented for Christmas or as a wedding gift . Items to cherish, and we will each remember the beautiful woman who had us in mind when she crafted it.
    Memories of Gramma’s house abound, as grandkids we probably had the coolest place ever to call Grampa and Gramma’s house. How many people can say they sat in a barber chair at their gramma’s house and got a haircut? Each “Keen” boy here can! Then there was her old wringer-washer out on the back porch. We kids got lessons in natural consequences when our fingers got squeezed between those rollers! Gramma would laugh sympathetically and say “gotta keep your fingers out of the way!” People have memories of their gramma’s attic, but ours was the coolest, hands down. It was HUGE! It was the space above the store, and playing hide & seek in there was the best day ever. Unless, of course, a bat was discovered. This seemed to happen regularly around Christmas. All the Keen cousins have stories about those batty adventures. And we each learned a valuable biology lesson in the process…moth balls do not kill bats, neither does pinning them spread eagle to a board. We could go on and on with memories of the fort on the hill, the huge garden shared with Whip & Pearl, the carving tree, the sand pit, walks to the cemetery down the road, it was all great.
   Gramma’s smile was something to behold—it took over her entire face. You wanted to have her smile, and it wasn’t hard to make happen. The corners of her mouth would come up, her eyes would disappear behind those glasses, and she would light up the entire earth. Her smile could make your troubles or pain disappear, and that’s something that we’ll all miss very much.
   Gramma’s lasting legacy is one that will not fade or wear out with time. Gramma’s real legacy is her faith. Faith that was passed down to her four sons and her daughter, and then on to each of their children. Gramma wasn’t one to preach, she lived her faith each day, day in and day out, like we say now, 24/7/365. May we each carry that legacy with us, so that those who come behind us find us faithful. Gramma will be missed, but we aren’t here to say goodbye, we’re here to say, “See you later!” Even so, come quickly Lord Jesus.

18 years ago

2011-01-02T15:55:00.000-06:00

I'd recently discovered I was pregnant for the second time (I'd miscarried about a year previous.)
For Christmas, we'd given our parents cards letting them know they would be adding a grandchild, in the case of Mark's mom, and becoming grandparents, in the case of my mom & dad.
And I was nervous. Even though I'd "surpassed" the miscarriage pregnancy by 6 or 7 weeks, I was scared. But we had a beautiful tape of a strong heartbeat.
Eighteen years ago, 2011 seemed forever away. A lifetime. Plenty of time to impart the wisdom & values I had along to my offspring. I couldn't imagine what it would feel like to be on the cusp of launching our first fledgling out of the nest. But here I am. Ready or not.
In May, a few short months from now, she will receive a diploma, likely with honors. And in August, we will move her onto a college campus, location yet to be determined.
Eighteen years ago, her dad and I wondered what kind of childhood pressures our baby would face. Had we known then what we know now, we would have been frightened out of our minds, driven to our knees at every turn, praying for God's wisdom and strength and comfort.
But we didn't know. But we still were. Frightened. On our knees. Placing her in His grip.
And today, eighteen years later, I. Still. Pray.

Just thoughts

2010-12-23T07:46:00.000-06:00

Thought #1--April 1 & 2 are going to come, FAST...that will be the performance dates for Leah's Jr. High musical, Beauty & the Beast--she was cast as Belle.

Thought #2--May 26 is going to come even faster...that's the day that Hannah graduates high school. A lot needs to happen with her decisions about post-high education.

Thought #3--Peter is an amazing artist. I am eager to see his completed drawing of a snow tiger. The eyes are already incredible.

Thought #4--the Cherokee Playground fund is growing slower that I'd hoped. But we will continue to beat the drum of the cause and the need for new safer equipment for the Mental Health Institute. Monday evening (27th) is a Tip Night at the Sioux Center Pizza Ranch...join us!

Thought #5--I really don't care to go to work today, I would rather stay home & enjoy the company of family and friends.

There it is. Just thoughts.

Nicole Baart, my friend

2010-12-01T10:27:00.000-06:00

http://www.nicolebaart.com/blog/?p=1374

Passion for a Playground

2010-11-27T20:30:00.000-06:00

Recent events in our lives have sparked a passion. A passion to make a playground better. A passion that's much bigger than our financial ability. And I can't wait to see how God's going to get 'er done...

Our goal is to raise $25,000 for the purchase of updated playground equipment for one of our state's mental health facilities that serves children and adolescents.

A few newspaper articles have been published about the effort, and there might be a "tip night" at one of the local pizza restaurants at the end of December. But other than that...

God put this passion in our hearts, and God will see it through.

We're just happy to watch. Him. Go.

You Never Let Go by Matt Redman

2010-10-24T09:40:00.000-05:00

Early in the morning...

2010-09-27T06:43:00.000-05:00

It's early, and I've been up for a while. Never mind that I didn't get much sleep last night, I had to be up.
Breakfast pizza is bubbling away in the oven. When it's ready, I'll package it up in aluminum foil and bring it away to my daughter's Drill Team practice because it is my turn to supply breakfast.

But that's not why I'm writing this. I'm writing to challenge myself. To challenge myself to get out of bed. Early. Because after I'm up, I like it. I like the peace. The solitude for half an hour after Mark has left for work and before Peter & Leah are awake. (Three mornings a week, Hannah is already up & out the door by now.) I have time to have a cup of coffee. And think. And pray. And be grateful.

So even though it is very hard for me to get out of bed early (I typically press my "snooze" button numerous times...), I am going to try.

Because it is good for my soul.

Parenting

2010-09-20T12:17:00.000-05:00

It's too late now, but I've decided I don't want to be a parent anymore. It's too hard.
I wonder if God had those feelings. (Okay, I know he didn't, but...) After the rejection, and the mouthiness, and the disrespect, and the disobedience, and the hate directed at him, why didn't he just give up?
Because there are days I want to just give up.
But I can't. Even though there are days I would very much like to.

Being a sheep

2010-09-19T13:49:00.002-05:00

So whenever I head south on highway 75 to points like Le Mars or Sioux City or beyond, I go past this farm.
A sheep farm to be exact.
And every time I drive past the place I'm reminded of one time when I saw something funny there.
It was a sheep.
Walking around.
With a bucket on its head.
Like nothing.
Was.
Wrong.
I remember thinking, you stupid sheep, have someone take that bucket off your head and you'll feel so much better. You'll SEE so much better. You'll be able to eat, too.
...
...
...
And then I remembered. Jesus is the Good Shepherd.
For me.
Because I am a sheep.
And more often than not, I walk around with a figurative bucket on my head.
Like
nothing
is
wrong.
And I wonder how often Jesus shakes His head at me and thinks, "Silly sheep, let me get that off for you. You'll feel so much better. You'll SEE so much better. And you'll be able to eat."

It's been a long time since I first saw that sheep wandering around its pen with a bucket on its head like that. But the sight of that farm yard--whether there are sheep in it or not--reminds me to keep my head out of the bucket, or when I do get it in one, to let Jesus remove it so I can live.

I can

2010-08-28T16:26:00.000-05:00

I started with about 10 pails full, this is how far I got with scalding them before I started taking pictures.

Here's the rest. All loose & ready to be peeled.

Once they're naked, I throw 'em in the food processor.

Add a few herbs & spices...

Boil away!

Here are the jars ready to come out of their spa bath...

Mmmmm...summer's goodness, ready to be eaten another day!

Praying for Parmelee

2010-08-14T09:19:00.000-05:00

I've mentioned a lot on here about Hannah and Mexico, but there was another member of our family who took a mission trip, one much closer to home, and in a lot of ways much more dangerous than going to Mexico.
Peter went to Parmelee. In South Dakota. On the Rosebud Indian Reservation. Really close to home. The cost was very minimal--$50--but the life impact is priceless. Parmelee is a dark place. Heavy. Palpable. Here and there a light shines, bringing hope, but for the most part the hope is rejected. For drinking. For drugs. For sleep.
I'm so torn about his trip. It was an excellent experience for him. It was humbling for me. It is "our" fault that there is so little hope on the reservation. Europeans came here and conquered. Conquered the land and the people who knew it best. Who knew the balance. Now that conquering is catching up to us.
The sins of the fathers will be visited on the children, to the 3rd and 4th generation...

School's just around the corner?

2010-08-06T19:53:00.000-05:00

I know I wrote earlier in June about summer being over already, but that doesn't stop the fact that it has been an amazing summer and I don't really want it to end. Overall, there's been little conflict between the kids (hooray!) and even though it has been MUCH wetter than normal, resulting in an indoor pool in the basement (boo) I've enjoyed the more laid back relaxed feel to the days and I'm not ready to give them up yet.

Hannah's trip to Mexico was amazing. She would love to go back. Time will tell. She's ready to embark on the final chapter of her high school career, her Senior year. It will likely prove to be a year of a lot of ups and downs and rough decisions (college suggestions, anyone?)

Half-way point

2010-07-17T09:00:00.000-05:00

Saturday. Half-way through waiting for Hannah to come back. Grateful for Internet technology so we can communicate with her. Also grateful for her heart. Last night she sent an email wondering if she could leave some of her things there--towels, shoes, clothes--how could I say no? And now I feel guilty for not overloading her bag with things she could have left there. Things I don't need. Things I take for granted. She had at least 7 more pounds of room in her bag. That could have been a lot. I could have done more.

If there is a next time, I will.

Casting

2010-07-06T17:40:00.000-05:00

"Cast all you cares on Him..."

So Hannah's leaving for Mexico tomorrow.
And She won't be home for 3 weeks.
And there are lots of things that could happen there to her that I can't do anything about.
And I have a friend who recently unexpectedly lost his wife, I saw him today, and didn't know what to say.
And there is a friend who's recently moved to a city far away and she's struggling.
And next year's tuition payments will start in 2 months, and the money isn't there again.
And my mom recently had a cataract removed.
Any my nephew is struggling in his job.
And Mark works very hard.
And my church is losing its pastor.
And my car's gas gauge is usually on empty.
And while Hannah's in Mexico, she turns 17.

"...for he cares for you."

Vacation, check

2010-06-21T14:47:00.001-05:00

This summer is almost over. Already.

In front of Grand Coulee Dam, Washington

We've "done" our vacation--2 weeks away visiting family & friends in NW Washington. Praise God for safe travel.

Now, Leah is broadening her horizons, attending Dordt Discovery Days for the first time.

In just over 2 weeks, we'll bid Hannah farewell as she goes to Mexico for 3 weeks. When she gets back, Peter will be on a week long mission trip to South Dakota, then it will be August, and time to start school again.

See why I say summer is almost over?

Memorial Day

2010-05-31T08:41:00.000-05:00

Yesterday I drove across the state of Iowa and back. All along the way, in each little town were cemeteries. Not something I usually take note of, however they all caught my eye (I wish I'd taken along my camera) because of Memorial Day. Each cemetery, usually a place of grey and green, was resplendent with color. Each grave carefully and lovingly decorated. Some graveyards were lined with flags, honoring the fallen soldiers who have made and defended our country.
It made me think of my heritage, and those who have gone before me. My uncles who fought in WWII or Korea, my father-in-law, also a Korean Vet.
I also thought of those still living. My friends who have been to Iraq and back and live on with their memories of what they saw there.
Counting the cost of freedom today. Praying for our country. Praying for our leaders.

Wrapping up another one

2010-05-24T16:33:00.001-05:00

I can't believe it. Last year at this time I was grateful for two more years, a nice long time, before I have a high school graduate. Now it's a year. And it isn't enough.

I'm not ready. But she is. She is getting ready to spread her wings. And fly. And soar. And do much greater things than I could ever dream. And whether she knows it or not, I will be there. Cheering her on. Praying her through.

Good day, praise God

2010-05-07T18:17:00.000-05:00

Really, I mean that. This morning on facebook I mentioned that I have a headache, but I also said that Hannah's fundraising efforts are nearly complete. Out of $1508 dollars, she'd collected all but $188. Yay, God! Guess what came in today's mail? $200 for Hannah's trip! Not only did God meet her need, he EXCEEDED it! And I was worried she wasn't sending out "enough" letters...in the words of a farmer friend of mine, God's got this. I should've known. Faithless heart that I am.

Now, I have to say a big thank you to my friend, Nicole Baart for making me a winner! Hee-hee! Guess who's going to be reading all day on Mother's Day? Woot!

Be blessed today, friends. God's got it.

conflicted

2010-05-05T13:29:00.000-05:00

Today is my day "off." My day to get all my errands and chores and cleaning done. As well I should. But all I want to do is sit. I did get the groceries--saved $7 with coupons--and still have a bit left over from this week's budget should other items come up that I've forgotten, not much mind you, but if we're short on milk this week, we should be able to get another gallon.
I'm eager to attend the Ladies Night Out with Leah in a neighboring town tonight. It will be good to kick back and laugh for a while. And I can "do" $5 a ticket. If you're in the area, come on over, should be a fun time. The funds raised go to One Body One Hope, a ministry our church is associated with that has a generous donor match going on this week--up to $5000 will be matched by an anonymous donor, and that money will go a long way to help build a security wall around Christ is Our Hope Orphanage in Liberia, Africa!

A tale of two proms...

2010-04-30T22:32:00.000-05:00

Prom #2 is happening as I write, but we successfully sent Hannah off to her 2nd prom for the year. This time around, she is the guest of her escort, who's prom they attended. Here's a few pictures.

First from Unity's Banquet-

And then from tonight...

God blew my socks off today

2010-04-28T15:21:00.001-05:00

Okay, so I didn't have any on to begin with, but it's the thought of the thing. *Yay God!*

I've mentioned before that Hannah is going on a mission trip this summer--and she's been doing the typical fundraising, sending out a letter asking for prayer & support dollars. The money has been steadily coming in. Well today, a friend stopped by--someone who did not get one of Hannah's letters--with a $100 bill for Hannah's trip! I was blown away! She'd remembered that we'd mentioned the upcoming trip, had the means to give so she did!

I can't wait to tell Hannah the story! Especially since when I opened the mailbox today there were no return envelopes addressed to Hannah with the promise of funds enclosed. I figured this was a $0 day for the mission trip. Silly me.

Morning walk

2010-04-26T07:41:00.001-05:00

Since we have a dog, a big dog, even though the weather is rainy & yuck, he needs to go for a walk. We're blessed to have a path nearby. This morning on our dreary, drippy walk, we met a crawdad. My dog walked right over him--thank goodness. But it was a little unexpected gift of creation, even though it was brown and "ugly," it brought back a host of memories from my childhood.

Oh, and for those of you who are wondering, I've opted out of facebook for a while. I might make it more permanent, but I'll need my hubby's help to do that.

So look for little blessings today, and every day.

How've I been lately?

2010-04-19T15:25:00.000-05:00

I've been struggling, to be honest. But then my friend Patty posted this today...it perfectly encapsulates my feelings.
I relate to her blog, Flirting with Eternity a lot. If we aren't twins separated at birth (and I know we aren't) we are certainly kindred spirits. I am honored to call her friend.

Surpassing me

2010-03-31T07:51:00.000-06:00

My daughter is once again surpassing me in her high school career...she is applying for a passport. I'm excited for her. She is planning to go on S.T.A.R.T. (Summer Training and Reachout Team) with IDEA Ministries to Merida, Mexico. This trip will be THREE weeks in July--including her birthday...might want to start praying for her mama who will miss her very much during that time!

I'm praying once again that God blows her away with the support she receives. Her letters will go out soon, hopefully this weekend. She's hesitant to send letters, though, so I'm also praying for boldness in faith for her to put it "out there" so if nothing else she has a lot of prayer support.

Total she needs to raise is around $1400, with about $1200 still outstanding. Pray with me?

Seeking truth from The Truth

2010-03-18T17:31:00.000-06:00

My heart is heavy as I write this. Heavy for a friend. But all I can say is that I am praying for truth to be exposed, for what is being hidden to be made plain, and for grace and love to prevail.

Please join me in prayer, seeking truth from THE TRUTH...

John 14:6 (New International Version)

Jesus answered, "I am the way and the truth and the life. No one comes to the Father except through me."

Mariners

2010-03-12T15:49:00.000-06:00

I have to share this picture with you. Mark is working on this to hang in his shop--he's a die-hard Mariners' fan, and has turned me into one as well. He meticulously scaled their logo up, pencil sketched it in, painstakingly cut out the letters from painter's tape, and is slowly working on filling in all the detail. He casually mentioned this possibly becoming a sideline for him. He might be right. I don't know what he would charge, but I do know he would do a stupendous job!

First the original...

and the painting...

Success thoughts, again

2010-03-08T20:14:00.000-06:00

What is the chief end of man?
"Man's chief end is to glorify God and enjoy Him forever." -Westminster Catechism Q&A 1

Success. True success. Are you being successful today? Were you yesterday? True success=glorifying God. True success=enjoying God. For.Ever. Starting N.O.W. What have you done to enjoy God today?

Swagbucks--why not...

2010-03-07T14:10:00.000-06:00

So I've started using a new search engine...Swagbucks. So far haven't gotten any reward, but have started "racking up" points to retrieve something in the future. Who knows. Click the above link to get yourself started.

This morning I was reminded of high school. Maybe it's because my daughter becomes a Senior next year, maybe it's because the word "success" triggered a long-lost memory of mine. I think that's more it.

You see, 25 years ago, as a high school senior class, mine voted me to be "most likely to succeed." This morning's sermon was about what true success is. Twenty-five years ago, I thought I had plans. I intended to go to either KU or K-State (I can't even remember which one...) towards a degree in interior design. I knew what I wanted to be when I grew up. My class picked me as the one to succeed based on that plan.

But I didn't go to the state university. I don't even know if I applied. I did go to Dordt College, and began my career there as an education major. I lasted 1/2 a semester in that track. Then I floundered around for a while, finally settling on English literature. I thought I would become an editor in New York City. I never made that either, haven't come anywhere near the city. To this day, I would still like to go visit there, maybe.

True success. Have I reached it? No. Not by the world's standards. I am secure in my salvation, and one day I will succeed in making it to heaven. But here on earth, am I a success for him? I try to be, but I fail a lot.

What's your success story?

Location, location, location...

2010-02-17T17:10:00.000-06:00

For anyone who's wondering, the drawing in the previous post is in Michigan, near McBain... the church is the Highland CRC, and the building in the foreground is what was known as the Highland Store. My grandparents owned & operated the store from the mid-forties to the day it closed, and as a kid, I remember my grandpa still selling gas to loyal customers--including us!

This photo was taken in 1955, and shows the interior of the store, with the proprieters, my grandparents, and my great-grandparents (my grandpa's parents).

(Not sure why it's so distorted, but you get the idea?)

Half-way already

2010-02-13T18:52:00.001-06:00

It is rather hard to believe that we're already half-way through February. And since this winter has been a cold and very snowy one, this does make me hopeful for spring. My mom saw a robin in Kansas...which made me go out and hunt for one of my own to see, but to no avail, they know better so far.

Not much has transpired since the new year, things have settled down a bit, since the drill team season has wrapped up for another year. This week marks the beginning of track practice for Peter, which means baseball is right around the corner--another sign of spring! Yippee!

Mark and I are in the middle of Dave Ramsey's Financial Peace University. It has been both encouraging and disheartening, but has given us tools and the willpower to make our financial picture work...but it won't be easy.

Hannah and Michael are still dating, and we are enjoying their friendship develop.

I leave you with a photo of a print I asked a friend to draw from a stack of older photos. It's a representation of the store my grandparents owned and operated, and the home I have many memories of visiting as a child. In all actuality, I never saw it in this state, but honoring my dad's and his siblings' memories of their childhood home has brought me a lot of pleasure.

Father daughter Drill Team

2010-02-05T07:02:00.001-06:00

One of the best parts was right at the beginning, when the dads walked right out again...the girls had no idea!

Things that make me go hmmmm....

2010-01-13T08:09:00.001-06:00

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Handy tool I found...

2010-01-02T08:29:00.001-06:00

I don't know yet how it will work out or if I will be able to remain faithful to using it, but click here for an Excel worksheet to track your spending and saving in 2010.

I resolve...

2010-01-01T11:22:00.000-06:00

I don't make New Year's resolutions. But after reading Jennifer's post this morning, I do have one. It comes from 1 Corinthians 2:2--

I resolve to know nothing ... except Jesus Christ and him crucified.

I'll resolve that every day, and see where He takes me this year.

Is Christmas "Over?"

2009-12-27T12:51:00.000-06:00

Really, is Christmas "over" at your house? I find myself in the unusal position of not being ready to take down the decorations just yet. I'm NOT sick of Christmas! And I haven't felt that way for a LONG time! Usually the day after December 25, I stop turning on the lights faithfully, stare at the empty tree skirt and start planning when I'll have time to tuck it all away again until it's time to haul it all out again next year (yes, there's a lot of negative tone associated with those words, decorating for Christmas is something of a chore, as can be "Christmas" itself, if we buy into the world's way of observance). So I can say that for me,--having been forced into a simple holiday due to our tight circumstances--for this year, Christmas isn't "over." And to tell you the truth, I'm glad. Because when you really think about it, do any of us want Christmas to be truly over?

Looking forward to Easter! And I'll let you know when the decorations come down, when that happens, I'll be keeping Christmas in my heart. Join me.

The bounty under the tree

2009-12-24T15:24:00.000-06:00

Merry Christmas, everyone! I just had to share these beautiful pictures of our tree in all its splendor. We enjoy sitting near it's glow each December. Do you see the bounty? The incredible, indescribeable bounty? Are you in awe, like me, of the unspeakable gift that is the reason for the other gifts? This year, one we admittedly call "lean" or "sparse," I have had ample opportunity to be blessed by THE Gift, THE Giver. No gift I could ever give can ever compare to it.

Jehovah Jirah

2009-12-21T20:02:00.000-06:00

My Provider His grace is sufficient for me...
My GOD shall supply ALL my NEEDS, according to his RICHES.
Jehovah Jirah cares for ME!

It's not about the presents

2009-12-20T08:39:00.000-06:00

I was just thinking about Ebeneezer Scrooge...he was convicted of not CELEBRATING Christmas, there are plenty of "Scrooges" out there who give TONS of gifts, but aren't celebrating Christmas. Are you one of them?

Merry Christmas

Empty under the tree? No worries!

2009-12-18T07:39:00.000-06:00

“Praise be to the Lord, the God of Israel, because he has come and has redeemed his people. He has raised up a horn of salvation for us in the house of his servant David (as he said through his holy prophets of long ago),” (Luke 1:68-70)

Not quite 200,000...rats, anyway!

2009-12-15T18:19:00.000-06:00

I believe we have officially driven a car into the ground. Our mechanic is still going to look things over tomorrow for an official verdict, but he's already indicated it doesn't look good for the old beater van. Just what we don't exactly need on top of an already tenuous financial situation...yay. And our camera "crapped out" on us over the weekend, no more photos, thank you very much. Oh well, we can live without photos. But living with only one vehicle might prove to be too much for us this time around...in the middle of a school year, with a busy teen needing to drive some mornings, and parents who live just a little too far from work to make walking truly feasible, especially in the dead of winter.

I know God's got this, so I'll wait to see where He's gonna take it, but I won't pretend that waiting will be easy.

December

2009-12-12T15:15:00.000-06:00

We are in the throes of a busy December. State Drill Team & Dance Competition was last weekend in Des Moines. I went down with Hannah, where her team took 2nd place for their novelty routine choreographed to "Newsies." The other two routines took Division I ratings, but no placings. Over all they did awesome, and the weather cooperated, so it was a relaxing weekend get-a-way.

In spite of the fact that there are no wrapped gifts under our Christmas tree, I have to say I'm enjoying the holiday season. We have "plans" for gifting, but can't do anything about them just yet. Hopefully our plan will carry through like we're hoping.

It's hard to not get caught up in the gimme stuff with all the commercials suggesting that I need diamonds from Mark, that the kids need me to shop at the A-1 stores for their gifts that cost exhorbitant prices, but I'm managing to keep my greed in check. I'm truly thankful for all my blessings...my friends, my husband, my children, my extended family... .

So keep the real thing the focus of your season. Forget gifts, no one really needs them anyway, give your money to a charity if you have to give something. Give it in someone else's name... Let your generosity matter.

2009-11-25T08:41:00.000-06:00

When I was young, my "What I am Thankful for" list went something like this:

Jesus

Mom & Dad

Warm clothes

Ice cream

Uncles(?)

Friends

my brother ... in about that order!

Now that I'm older, the list has shifted to this:

Jesus

Family

Friends

Supplied needs

What does your list look like this year?

How am I? Ok...

2009-11-19T12:04:00.001-06:00

If you see me in person, and go with the usual "Hi, how are you?" my answer will likely be. "I'm okay." I usually use some sort of intonation that means that there is deeper meaning to my answer if you really want it. The deeper meaning is that my present circumstances are not ideal, but my future is secure. Bottom line, it IS well with my soul. My life isn't peaches & roses, those of you who really know me know that. But Mark &I carry on. Yep, a lot of the time we get bogged down in the details and do a lot of worrying about how the ends will come together, or how far apart they will be this month, but when it's all said &done, that part won't matter. When it's all said and done, I'm in His grip.

Not sure who authorized it to be November already

2009-11-04T20:37:00.000-06:00

Isn't it true? Hasn't this year simply blown by? I work for a newspaper, and just yesterday the editor said, "You know, we only have 8 issues left for this year..." (it's a weekly). Wow. I can remember thinking--not that long ago--"June already? I wasn't done with April yet!" And now, here's November! It doesn't seem like November though. Not all the crops are out of the fields yet, since our area had such a wet October. Usually November signals the "hunker down, fix it up" time for farmers, but this year, they're still hard at it in the fields, frantically trying to get the harvest in before the snowfall.

Which has me thinking, what am I doing to get THE harvest in? Especially when I do not know the day nor the hour when THE Harvester is coming? Life is whipping by, but eternity is just getting started, what are you doing to be prepared?

Sermon I have to share with you...

2009-10-21T07:38:00.000-05:00

"Jesus in the Storms of Life"

This sermon was preached in my church by Cory Van Sloten on October 11, 2009. I hope it ministers to you as much as it did me.

Quote of the day

2009-10-20T09:06:00.002-05:00

"May this be your experience; may you feel that the Hand which inflicts the wound supplies the balm, and that He who has emptied your heart has filled the void with Himself."

James Hudson Taylor

Paddling through the busy fall

2009-10-16T12:21:00.005-05:00

Yep, school's in full swing, and our schedule often leaves us breathless—and blog-less. Ah, well, such is the life of a household with busy high schoolers and one equally busy middle schooler.

So this past Wednesday, Mark and I celebrated our 20th anniversary. Now, Wednesday is my "normal" day off of work, so I was liking that! Mark chose to take the day off, so we could spend it together. No romantic get-away, just a day in each other's company—sort of. Our day entailed running around town delivering pies for a church fundraiser. (Over the weekend, our church made 675 frozen ready-to-bake apple pies, they are mouth-watering! Plan to order yours next year!) Then we went out for lunch. I had a prime-rib sandwich and fries so I can say that I ate prime rib on my anniversary...hah! (Mark had a French dip—so he could say that he had French cuisine then, huh?) After lunch, we went home, Mark to clean the garage, me to, well, let's suffice it to say that my facebook habit is admittedly getting out of hand. But hey, it was my anniversary, shouldn't I be entitled a little while to sit around and do nothing of earthly importance? grin

Seriously though, the past 20 years have flown by and it truly doesn't feel like it has been that long! Mark and I agree that this is a great thing, and wouldn't have it any other way. But in another 20 years, on our 40th, I hope we're doing something a little more romantic than delivering pies!

Back to fall... it has been immensely busy. If we thought having one in high school summersaulted our lives, two has really thrown us for a loop! Cross country meets, football games, early morning practices, teenager work schedule, church pie fundraiser, rec volleyball games and a surgery for me just to make it interesting.

So here's a few pictures of what's been going on, other than painting the house...

Cross country is a new thing for our family. Peter has been enjoying it a lot. Tonight is his last meet.

The reason football has overtaken our lives—Hannah's boyfriend goes to another school, so when we aren't at one school's game, we're at his.

Drill team strutting their stuff at half-time.

But through it all... God is... and I am his.

Why Hamburgers Won

2009-10-16T12:10:00.001-05:00

Jennifer, my friend, your way with words and the lessons they teach blow me away...thanks for sharing your insights, and for allowing me to share them with my small band of blog-followers.

Why Hamburgers Won

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Hypocrite

2009-09-27T20:59:00.004-05:00

So lately I've been accused of being hypocritical. By a someone close to me. And I admit, I have to agree.

If you're calling me and I sound like all is fine and dandy, chances are I've just been screeching at one of my children over something or other. Or if you come to my door, it just might be that you can still hear the reverberations of some yelling that has been going on. Not always, but it does happen.

So am I a hypocrite? Do I act like all is perfectly fine in my world when it in all actuality is not? Probably in most cases, depending on who you are. Does that mean that I think that you actually believe that all is well, and I have it all together? I certainly hope you do not! Is all really well in your world? Then why would you expect that it is in mine?

Should we all keep perpetuating these facades? What needs to change? Well, the change that I am working on is the behind the scenes stuff, the every day, day-to-day daily grind where tempers get short and feelings get hurt and disobedience and disrespect happen. I'm working on making how I react to situations different. Is that easily done? Would it be for you?

Sometimes life is ugly. Sometimes I act ugly. What do you do? Is your life perfect?

Finished!

2009-09-19T20:24:00.004-05:00

Here's the final result for our house, not bad for a color we like to call "pond scum, with a touch of mold," huh?

School's....IN!

2009-08-24T20:45:00.002-05:00

All in all, not a bad start to the school year. Hannah & Peter have day one overwith, Leah is anticipating hers tomorrow. So far, so good, and we're glad. Who knows where it will go from here, but we know WHO holds it (the future) and us.

House painting

2009-08-08T19:38:00.004-05:00

It has been a long process, but we are beginning to see the final result, and are liking what we see! There is more trim to go over, but the heat did me in by 4 today, so the rest will have to wait.

The painting has finally begun!

2009-07-28T21:22:00.002-05:00

But the cleanup is a bugger...We (okay Mark) is blessed to be borrowing a paint sprayer, so the primer that made it on the house (almost the entire west side plus the front porch area) got done lickety-split, but cleaning up, wow...I think Mark would say it is worth the effort...I think...

I'll post pics of our progress soon, but right now it's time to tuck myself into my bed...

Long time, no post

2009-07-18T11:55:00.005-05:00

It has been an exciting week.

First and foremost, Hannah turned 16 this past Wednesday. It really doesn't seem possible that it has been that long since we brought her home from the hospital, but here we are. In honor of the occasion, we gave her a bouquet of 16 roses.

Her brother paid for her to go to the premier showing of Harry Potter, so she started her birthday early--we actually gave her her gifts on Tuesday night. Here she is showing her appreciation to him.

Then for the grand finale, we presented her with a cell phone. I think she was happy.

Happy birthday, Hannah. We are so proud of you!

*these pictures were extracted from the movie we took of the opening event...*

Independence Day

2009-07-04T15:52:00.004-05:00

Today was a working holiday (at least for Mark). Today was the day he took advantage of the cooler temps and the non-sunniness and power washed the house. We're prepping to paint. The new main color is called Olivette or something like that. But before we can primp things up with the new paint, the old must come off, revealing the not so pretty original colors we had when we first began to call this place ours...here's hoping we don't have to look at it for long!
Here's my *baby* tomatoes--because my parents already bragged that they have eaten fully ripe ones...the joys of living further south!

Here's my cherry tree and the almost ripe cherries on it! Hope I have enough for a pie!

Coming out of the wilderness

2009-06-26T17:41:00.002-05:00

As in Mark & Peter. As in that is where they have been this week. In the wilderness of the Boundary Waters area, way up north in Minnesota. I trust they're having a good time. Mark has been planning for this for MONTHS! It's all part of a "graduation" of sorts for the 8th grade boys who have been in Cadets since they were in 5th grade. They're putting their skills to the test.

Not only was this a challenge for Mark (who knows how many mosquito bites he's gotten by now), it has been a challenge for me--this is the longest he & I have gone with zero contact, probably since we've met 23 years ago. So I'm happy to say that I survived, and that the week went surprisingly swiftly. On the other hand, it will be so sweet to wake up with him next to me again in the morning!

Living in two time zones

2009-06-18T19:14:00.002-05:00

I have to admit that I'm a bit distracted all the time this week--my brain in constantly subtracting 3 hours from my current time and trying to figure out what Hannah is doing at that moment...like when I am on my way to work, she's still got an hour til rise & shine--6:30 am!

Hannah is in Anchorage, Alaska this week with Rise on the Road. She and 8 other kids, plus 4 adults are helping a church put on a week-long Bible camp. I've seen a few pictures, and had one phone call (when they got there safely), but other than that...

I'm so proud of Hannah for taking on this challenge, for beginning to spread her wings, for seeing where God can use her RIGHT where she is at age-wise.

And I'm VERY eager for Saturday night when I get to look into her eyes and hear all about her awesome adventure!

Raymond update

2009-06-13T08:33:00.002-05:00

This came through email from our pastor yesterday...

Despite the leukemia diagnosis earlier this week there has also been some good news since then as well. Raymond’s spinal tap revealed that it had not spread to his brain, spinal cord, etc. In fact, he started his chemotherapy already on Wednesday and could possibly come home by the end of this weekend (returning of course for weekly treatment). Please pray for that and for the quick success of his chemo with minimal side-effects.

We are thankful for this bit of good news....

Praying for Raymond

2009-06-09T21:33:00.002-05:00

Raymond is a sweet little guy in my church. He is 4 years old. His mom, dad and sister love him very much. God loves him very much. God has chosen to allow Raymond to have leukemia. Please pray for this sweet boy. Please pray for his parents. Please pray for our congregation.

What I heard on the radio today

2009-06-07T09:20:00.001-05:00

"Perfect People"--Natalie Grant

Never let 'em see you when you're breaking
Never let 'em see you when you fall
That's how we live and that's how we try
Tell the world you've got it all together
Never let them see what's underneath
Cover it up with a crooked smile
But it only lasts for a little while

[CHORUS:]
There's no such thing as perfect people
There's no such thing as a perfect life
So come as you are, broken and scared
Lift up your heart and be amazed
And be changed by a perfect God

Suddenly it's like a weight is lifted
When you hear the words that you are loved
He knows where you are and where you've been
And you never have to go there again

[CHORUS]

Who lived and died to give new life
To heal our imperfections
So look up and see out let grace be enough

Be changed by a perfect God
Be changed

God, forgive me for letting those around be led to believe that I'm perfect...

Jehovah-Jirah

2009-05-30T12:52:00.001-05:00

You are my provider. Your grace is sufficient. You will supply all my needs.

Just musing around on a lovely Saturday morning

2009-05-30T10:02:00.005-05:00

What a beautiful day! I was outside first thing this morning (the dog must be let out) and the air felt so vibrant! All the colors seemed to leap into my eyes, and rather than squinting, I was forced to keep them wide open to take it all in. Yes, the wind is blowing (I do live in Iowa, after all), but it is still such a beautiful day to be. Just be.

Have I posted pictures of our sweet dog? I don't think so! He has nuzzled his way into our hearts, and just loves our company, yet is content to hang out in his kennel when we're not here. He will be spoiled over the summer, as most of his daytime will be spent roaming around the house, rather than his kennel. The kids love him! And, get this, in Thursday's mail, Mark received a package from the humane society--inside was a T-shirt declaring that he is a member of the "Black Pet Club." On the back it lists 10 reasons why you should own a black pet--the last one is that for no good reason, more black pets are euthanized each year than any other color. I did not know that, did you? So if you're the owner of a black pet like I am, be proud that you are saving a life!

So now that it is nearly June, and I wasn't finished with April yet, I'm wishing you an awesome summer, and am hopeful for the same for our family. In the fall, Peter will be adjusting to high school, Hannah will be a Junior (which for some reason, sounds a LOT older than Sophomore--plus she'll be allowed to be driving solo, which will be something of a blessing when she can take a vehicle and go where she needs to go rather than being brought!), and Leah as a 6th grader will be our only child in elementary school. It wasn't that long ago when we had three there. Time does fly, but I love the moment we are in.

God is good. All the time.

A Life That is Changed: Enough Already

2009-05-29T07:07:00.000-05:00

A Life That is Changed: Enough Already

My graduate

2009-05-21T06:34:00.005-05:00

Dear Peter,

It is so hard to believe that you are ready to graduate. I can hardly imagine that it has already been 9 years since I first sent you off to school, bright eyed and full of wonder and ready for the adventure of kindergarten.

And what an adventure it was--I believe that was the year that you brought home an already dead frog, tucked carefully in your pocket to check out later. ONly you didn't get to it, and I ended up washing and drying it instead--it did not survive that ride either. I thought it had been alive before the cleansing ordeal, but you disappointedly assured me that it had been previously flattened on the pavement and you had just wanted to check it out more. Since then, I've been gingerly checking your pockets before I do laundry.

You are growing into a young man who is still bright eyed and full of wonder--your mind amazes me. The things you think and share with us often make me lift my eyes to heaven and thank Father that He has you in His hand. Never never forget that. Keep living for Him (whether you're doing science, tearing into something to figure out how it works, or caring for a friend who is injured instead of running a race). Yes, sometimes things you do disappoint me, but I am always proud of you, and want you to be your best--not for me, but for God.

A lot of people have helped you along your way. I am grateful for them, whether they were teaching you, baby sitting you, playing with you, or praying for you.

You have taught me a lot about life through the years. Be patient with me, I'm still learning, too.

I love you, bud!

Mom

A day at the spa

2009-05-11T07:22:00.004-05:00

I was treated to a spa day yesterday. Turns out my kids are pretty good at pampering their mom. I was pretty wiped out when I got home from church yesterday, so I took a nap. When I woke up, my kids had prepared a foot soak, had "massagers" at the ready, as well as lotions and nail polishes. So for over an hour after I woke up, I was treated to a manicure, pedicure, back & neck massage, and a scalp massage. It was great! Thanks, kids!

Quiet rainy morning

2009-04-29T06:37:00.002-05:00

As the last notes of "I Surrender" drift into the kitchen, I'm at my computer, contemplating a post. What to say? There's nothing earth-shattering going on--unless you count the miracle of the earth being woke from its sleep by Father. Unless you count the refreshing renewing rain washing away the residue of another winter in Iowa, urging the grass to become green and grow. Unless you count the wonder, and ponder anew the incredible Gift Father gave us, one Sunday morning in Israel. That is earth-shattering. I never want to be complacent about it, though I often am. Father, forgive me, for I don't know what I do.

Getting it all "Done"

2009-04-22T07:53:00.002-05:00

Eventually that will all happen--and ironically, the song that just started on the radio is River's "There is a Time for Everything"--God's way of letting me know that soon enough the paint will get on the walls in Hannah's room, Peter will get to the ortho, even if it isn't today, and I don't need to feel guilt when I take "me time." I require me time, so do you. So take some, claim it. God did after he created the universe, Jesus did while he was on earth.

My God shall supply all our needs

2009-04-21T17:15:00.002-05:00

With gratitude to the Father for prompting someone to gift...(and if you're reading this, thank you).

Every day, day by day

2009-04-20T17:46:00.002-05:00

From day to day, not much seems to change, but if you look closer

- I'm one day closer to Heaven
- The grass is greener today than it was Friday
- I saw a robin's egg today as I walked home
- God has blessed us with health & safety through another weekend of travel
- I gradually learn to lean more and more on the Father

And above all, it is well with my soul.

Prayer--to do list or habit?

2009-04-15T09:05:00.002-05:00

Last night, at the Unity Mother-Daughter banquet, I was challenged to think about my prayer life. Honestly, I do a LOT of chatting with my friend Jesus throughout the day, but I'm not very good at being still before God. I've been thinking about the words shared from Psalm 131:2 ever since. In spite of the hassles around me, I can rest securely in my Abba's lap, cradled in His arms, and know that everything will be all right. That's contentment, that's what I want.

Little "Necessities"?

2009-04-08T18:06:00.002-05:00

Due to our continued financial crunch, I've been putting more thought into what makes it on my grocery list, and from there what actually makes it into my cart!

Take for instance, aluminum foil--at what point did it become a must have item in every American household? Is it handy? Sure! Do I really need it? Not really, yet when I run out, I am quick to replace it. Granted, I do my best to throw the consumed foil into the recycling bin, but still.

Perhaps part of my thinking is coming from having read The Restoration Series by Terri Blackstock. I put the last one down some time ago, but these have stayed with me. What if I was suddenly and unexpectedly stripped of the use of my car, my phone, computer--anything electrical? How would I cope? Remember my tap water is also powered by electricity in some form or another at the purification plant.

What about you? What little "necessities" do you have that you could just as easily live without?

Will I replenish my aluminum foil when it runs out? Perhaps, but perhaps I'll see how living without it for a while goes, and maybe never get it again!

Getting Down With Jesus: Come As You Are

2009-04-01T17:41:00.000-06:00

Getting Down With Jesus: Come As You Are

Trust

2009-04-01T07:09:00.002-06:00

Proverbs 3:5-6
Trust God from the bottom of your heart;
don't try to figure out everything on your own.
Listen for God's voice in everything you do, everywhere you go;
he's the one who will keep you on track.

Job 38

Where were you when I created the earth?
Tell me, since you know so much!
Who decided on its size? Certainly you'll know that!
Who came up with the blueprints and measurements?
How was its foundation poured,
and who set the cornerstone,
While the morning stars sang in chorus
and all the angels shouted praise?
And who took charge of the ocean
when it gushed forth like a baby from the womb?
That was me! I wrapped it in soft clouds,
and tucked it in safely at night.

Isaiah 55:8-9
"I don't think the way you think.
The way you work isn't the way I work."
God's Decree.
"For as the sky soars high above earth,
so the way I work surpasses the way you work,
and the way I think is beyond the way you think.

Romans 11:33-36
Have you ever come on anything quite like this extravagant generosity of God, this deep, deep wisdom? It's way over our heads. We'll never figure it out.
Is there anyone around who can explain God?
Anyone smart enough to tell him what to do?
Anyone who has done him such a huge favor
that God has to ask his advice?
Everything comes from him;
Everything happens through him;
Everything ends up in him.
Always glory! Always praise!

Learning to trust, every day, in every way.

Money matters

2009-03-28T10:10:00.002-06:00

Ugh...money junk...I hate it. And it seems that since Mark became employed that things have been worse than ever! Our shortage is definately a test of my faith...it's embarassing to have your debit card denied at the grocery store for the 4 or so things you need (poor Mark, he ended up using his birthday money to pay for it), and I've been telling the kids that the $50 of groceries that I purchased yesterday has to last us until next week. Thankfully I know how to stretch a budget and a meal, but I still hate it.
Lord, you know my needs and the needs of those around me, help me to see those needs as well as my own, don't let Satan trip me up and keep me focused on myself!

A little jealous...

2009-03-24T18:47:00.002-06:00

Yeah, you read that right, I'm a little jealous. Of my daughter. As I sit here, I'm thinking about Hannah who is anticipating a youth trip to Anchorage, Alaska with Rise on the Road later on this summer. Yes, I have been to Alaska before, but not in this capacity.
I'm also jealous of my friend Janelle, who recently returned from a "mission" trip to Tijuana.
I'm even jealous of my friend Jennifer, who went on an Urban Plunge in Omaha!
I mentioned to my pastor once not long ago that I want to go to Africa to visit an orphanage that is blessing our church--yes, you read that right, an orphanage in Africa is blessing my church in Iowa.
So there you have it, I want to go on a trip--but not on a trip for my relaxation, I want to go on a trip to gain perspective.

Puzzling, still, again

2009-03-14T20:55:00.002-06:00

Okay, so I'll spare you the picture of our puzzle progress this time, but there is some progress being made, it's just the tedious, try-each-piece-in-each-spot-until-one-fits kind of progress. So the other day, i was doing just that, searching in particular for one piece that would fill this one piece hole. It was kind of a unique shape, but it still took me a while to find it. When I finally did, it didn't fit right. Now I was as puzzled (pardon the pun) by this as I can imagine you are right now--it was the right piece, after all. But as I was trying to place it in its spot, I realized that the piece next to it was in the incorrect spot, though you couldn't tell by looking. The incorrect piece looked like it belonged where it had been, but the new piece wouldn't fit with it there. So obviously I removed the piece--it will have its correct place somewhere else in the puzzle.
I'll leave you to draw your own conclusions about the grander scheme of life from my little adventure... I've drawn several of my own!
Bottom line, God is good, all the time, whether he's fitting things together for you or removing a piece of your life that seemed to fit to make room for something else, trust his master plan.

Here's to fresh starts

2009-03-04T09:09:00.003-06:00

Once again, I find myself reminding myself that my completeness doesn't come from what people think of me--it comes from my Father, my Savior, my friend. Go away, Satan, and stop trying to make me believe that my worth is summed up in how others perceive me or treat me! Take that!

Why so downcast oh my soul?

2009-02-28T08:26:00.002-06:00

Today the words of the psalmist are resonating within my soul. Though I am personally discouraged--it ebbs & flows, I'm okay, really... . I see the awesome news from my friends Brandy & Carey (see One Family's Journey link at right) that they get to go pick up their kids in Africa soon. God is good. My family is healthy. God is good. My needs are met. God is good.

So... Why are you downcast, oh my soul?

2009-02-22T19:24:00.001-06:00

Thanks, Patty....

Thankful for the weekend

2009-02-20T17:13:00.003-06:00

I am so thankful for weekends--especially now that I'm working more hours each week. I wish this whole deal would instantly make me more organized, and an instant neat nick, but no, things pile up, and I hate it that I don't discipline myself better. On the other hand, I am definitely more about enjoying time with my family, and not hassling so much over a neat house. I personally feel better when it is orderly, but hate getting it done. Ugh. Saturday is coming, and the kids each have their assigned zones to clean. I have laundry to get caught up on (again) and should be about getting prepped to paint Hannah's bedroom. All in due time, I guess...

For now, I love Erma Bombeck's famous quote, "Cleaning house while you have kids at home is like shoveling the driveway while it's still snowing." I like Erma...

Created in Memory...

2009-02-12T18:27:00.000-06:00

Since we had to put our dog down, I created this "poster" for the kids in her memory.

Co ed 08 09

2009-02-12T08:10:00.001-06:00

Daddy Daughter Routine 08 09

2009-02-12T08:09:00.001-06:00

Tough weekend for a birthday

2009-02-08T13:03:00.007-06:00

We've had a tough weekend here. It started Friday afternoon when we had our dog put down. It was sadder and harder for me than I thought it would be.
Over the last year, Muffin has been becoming more aggressive towards people who weren't our family. We just couldn't trust her anymore, with little neighborhood kids running around and potentially getting bitten. One of Hannah's friends was nipped at pretty hard last weekend, and that was the last straw that unfortunately sealed it.
It's been weird since...a couple of times on Saturday, I thought I heard her barking, so did the kids. And we've definitely become used to her heralding the arrival of visitors, because now when people knock on our door it's completely unexpected.
The kids are asking to get another dog. I don't know if we're up for that just yet. I think we'll take our time and do some careful searching for just the right animal for our family if we do choose to adopt another.
So as far as birthday weekends go, I think Peter and I would put this one towards the bottom on a scale of 1 to 10. In spite of the sadness, I wish Peter a happy birthday, and am amazed again and again at the things he's taught me. Here's a few pictures of his early childhood--see if you notice a pattern!

Climbing in the window...

Climbing on the door...

Climbing on the toilet tank....

Climbing on the high chair tray...

But who can resist those eyes?

And the "final" word is...

2009-02-06T06:49:00.002-06:00

Yay! Mom finally officially heard from the doctor's office! The numbers are headed in the right direction--down, so that's good. However, they still aren't' in the range that they should be, so she needs to have labs drawn in a month again.
I'm hoping with this "good" direction that things won't get as "bad" in her head as they did this time. I"m clinging to that information, so will update you in a month... .

"The Only Thing that's Good in Me is Jesus"

2009-02-04T15:22:00.003-06:00

Recorded by Michael English

I heard someone say the other day

They’d seen in me true love displayed

Blessed by something

I had done for them

No sooner did they speak those words

I found myself somehow disturbed

Uneasy as I took their compliment

‘Cause I know the heart inside this man

I know the truth of who I am

The only thing that’s good in me is Jesus

I’ve lived long enough to know

No matter what this life may show

The only thing that’s good in me is Jesus

If you could walk the hallways of my heart

And see things as they really are

I wonder if you might be surprised

Seeing faded walls of pride and fear

Rooms I’ve filled with faithless tears

And corners where I’ve stood in compromise

But you’d see the work His grace has done

You’d know just how far I’ve come

In a thousand years

When the dust of this world clears

And I look back on my life

And see in perfect light

Tee-hee! Let's hear it for persistence!

2009-02-02T20:57:00.003-06:00

Okay, so if I think about this too much, it does kinda make me laugh. My mom called today, she found out that her "numbers" are heading in the right direction, but that the doctor is still not happy with where things are.
Now, the WAY they found this out is the humorous part. They were running errands today, and found themselves in the neighborhood of the doctor's office, so they went in and REFUSED to leave until they had some information! Way to go, Dad & Mom! Unfortunately, the doctor is lagging behind on his schedule some how right now, thus the delay in finding anything out. So, pray that he soon shuffles through the swamp of stuff he has to do, so that our family can get going on what needs to get gone on...or something like that.

No news is good news?

2009-02-01T12:44:00.002-06:00

We still haven't heard any results from my mom's blood tests. She has called, not received return calls, and just generally hasn't heard anything. So we wait.

The good news is that her spirit seems more settled now. So thank you for keeping her and us in your prayers. When I know something, I'll try to post it. For now, keep praying!

Different type of tag...

2009-01-24T17:19:00.003-06:00

Here's a game of tag I haven't seen before..it's pretty fun! Do you know the #1 song the day you were born? Go to http://www.joshhosler.biz and look up the number one song for your birth date.

Mine is "I'm a Believer" by the Monkees (you're singing it now, aren't you? Just go ahead and try not to! I couldn't ... now the song is in my head! At least it's a fun one!

Happy hunting! And let me know via comment what you find out!

A Girl & Her Bunny

2009-01-23T07:48:00.001-06:00

Just had to share these pics I took this morning of Leah and her pet, Dandylion!

calling all my prayer warrior friends...

2009-01-21T09:15:00.002-06:00

Hi,

Throughout this week and through the weekend, could you please keep my mom in your prayers? Before Christmas, she was taken off one of her medications because her liver function was "off"--presumably as a side effect of the medication. (You know all those warnings that they casually give in commercials? Yeah, apparently they're true.)

Anyway, recently she found out that things are still not where they should be, and her next test is Monday, where they'll hopefully get some more comprehensive answers as to what is going on and what can be done about it.

In the mean time, in the time of the "unknown" where one's brain goes all sorts of directions--but usually down the darkest path possible, she is frightened. She feels lonely. She feels dread.

Please uphold her in prayer. And uphold my dad, too, as he stands by, loving her, supporting her, and praying for her as well.

Thanks, friends!

What's been distracting us since Christmas

2009-01-21T07:47:00.003-06:00

This year my parents went to Prague on a mission trip, and to do Christmas shopping for the family... (grin). For Peter, they purchased this: a 2000 piece puzzle of the bridge and castle of Prague. We started the work on Christmas day.

Here's our progress as of January 7:

Here's our progress as of today: Just the sky is left. I'm hoping we can get it done before we need to use the table for our card club in April!

So if you're in the area and like to stare at puzzle pieces in various shades of sky blue, we could use your help!

Part I-1 no words

2009-01-16T21:37:00.001-06:00

We're so proud of the talent God has given her!