Tonight as I sit here and ponder all that has happened today, I am overwhelmed by the reality of God moving in the midst of so many areas of my life.
My day started with my girls climbing in bed with me. Last night I stayed up way too late. So this moring was nothing if not slow. We had just begun to stir when I received a text message from my friend Debbie asking me to call her at work. I knew immediately something was wrong. When I called her, I knew that she was crying. This is not good. Her sweet dog Thea has not been well, and I feared the worst. Turns out Thea was alive, but been mysteriously injured. The vets were stitching up Thea's neck. If the cut had been 1mm closer it would have severed her jugular. Thea is doing well tonight. God heard the prayers and sweetly answered the prayers that were offered for a sweet little dog, Thea, and her mommy.
Then I found out that Nikolai is doing better. Nick is a twelve year old boy with leukemia, and he has not been well for the last week. Today was nothing short of a miracle for Nick and his family.
And then I find out that sweet little Ashley may be released to go home to Texas this week! How great is our God! There are many obstacles to overcome this week, but God is moving to reunite this precious family soon.
But it did not stop there. Tomorrow is our day in court. It has not been looking good for our case, but today...today God showed up and evidence arrived today that can totally change our case. We are praying that it will be entered as evidence and that our case will be heard. From our vantage point we are seeing God place piece after piece in order for His glory to be revealed. I cannot wait.
Tonight I am relaxed and ready for tomorrow. This is not usual. I am usually the one who is afraid of what will happen, but not now. There is praise filling my heart that I cannot explain.
Let Your glory be revealed tomorrow!
Wednesday, March 14, 2007
Tuesday, March 13, 2007
Spring Delights
What a delight to see the first signs of spring all around. It is my favorite time of the year! Everything is new and fresh. The birds seem almost as excited about the coming season as I do. My soul is invigorated with their songs of praise to their Creator. God is alive and working in our midst. I have seen His hands in so many ways this past week. Yesterday He held our friend as her husband left his earthly wears and stepped into his heavenly wears. Today he touched another friend who is struggling with leukemia. Our friend was too sick to move. Today he is talking, laughing and enjoying more things. Oh, isn't He wonderful? Last week we saw God move in our lives. He has set a judge on the bench this week who is a Christian. His rulings are trustworthy and we are thankful that we have a man whom we can trust.
Great are the works of the Lord; they are pondered by all who delight in them. Glorious and majestic are his deeds, and his righteousness endures forever. He has caused his wonders to be remembered; the Lord is gracious and compassionate. Psalm 111:2-4
Monday, February 26, 2007
A Must Read!
I have just finished reading a post by Kevin Wood the pastor at The Church at Trace Crossing in Tupelo, MS. His writing amazes me! This was moving. This was written for the first service in their new building.
Kevin had written another post in September as the church was just beginning that was so vivid. Take a moment a read this.
Kevin had written another post in September as the church was just beginning that was so vivid. Take a moment a read this.
Friday, February 23, 2007
Food for thought
Please stop by and read this blog by Melissa Moore. What an amazing perspective this offers! It will definitely make you think about where you have placed your values and what consequence this has for you and for those involved.
Tuesday, February 20, 2007
Simply Stated
In January I purchased two little saucer type sleds for our family. After all, we have lived here for almost two years and have not had the "luxury" of sleds until now. Since the purchase of these little sleds, it has snowed several times, but never enough to be able to use said items. Until this weekend! Saturday night it snowed...not a lot, but enough to enjoy our new toys.
After breakfast, I bundled the children up and out we went. The girls were exuberant to finally be able to sled. The first hill we tried was a little steep. Hazel barely made it all the way to the top and Emilly and I well barely made any progress. When all seemed futile, I put Emilly on a sled and sent her down what little progress we had made. I slid down on my hands and knees backwards as I lost my footing.
So, we tried another hill. VIOLA! The sledding began. With my husband in place at the bottom of the hill to catch whomever came down, we commenced with the fun. (for if we were to keep going we would have propelled ourselves over the embankment) Let me tell you...those little saucers fly. The girls finally talked their dad into taking them down together. So, Thom layed down and the girls sat on his stomach. TOO FUNNY! They had a blast.
The snow did not last the day, but we had a great time while it lasted.
Today as we headed out to an appointment, Hazel asked what the white dusty stuff was on our car. I explained that it was salt that had been placed on the road to melt the snow and ice. She so sweetly asked, "Salt and pepper, Mommy?"
Friday, February 16, 2007
You Are Loved
February 17, 1987, I do not remember where I was that day or what I was doing. Nor did I know that my son had been born on that day. At barely sixteen, what could you really expect? It would be more than a decade before we would actually meet.
Our first meeting happened in February 1998 at McDonald's. You were precious. Small for your age with the largest brown eyes, I was head over heals for you the moment I saw you. You didn't have much to say that night...our meeting was awkward. You probably felt that every movement you made was being scrutinized. I was afraid you would not like me...that somehow I would not measure up to what you wanted in a new mommy. After all, you loved the one you had had so deeply.
Things worked out. We all agreed it was worth our best shot. So, that is what we did. We were and are so proud to call you "ours". A priceless treasure from heaven. You have grown into a strong and handsome man. I love that when people see us together, they always think that you belong by birth. What they don't realize is that we have something better than that! We belong by choice. I would choose you again. Hope you would say the same!
For your birthday I want to tell you are loved beyond measure. I pray that you will allow God to have complete control over your life. He is faithful. Trust Him even when you have nothing within you to trust with.
Mike, I love you!
Our first meeting happened in February 1998 at McDonald's. You were precious. Small for your age with the largest brown eyes, I was head over heals for you the moment I saw you. You didn't have much to say that night...our meeting was awkward. You probably felt that every movement you made was being scrutinized. I was afraid you would not like me...that somehow I would not measure up to what you wanted in a new mommy. After all, you loved the one you had had so deeply.
Things worked out. We all agreed it was worth our best shot. So, that is what we did. We were and are so proud to call you "ours". A priceless treasure from heaven. You have grown into a strong and handsome man. I love that when people see us together, they always think that you belong by birth. What they don't realize is that we have something better than that! We belong by choice. I would choose you again. Hope you would say the same!
For your birthday I want to tell you are loved beyond measure. I pray that you will allow God to have complete control over your life. He is faithful. Trust Him even when you have nothing within you to trust with.
Mike, I love you!
Tuesday, February 13, 2007
Praying for Ashley
Tonight I found out that sweet little Ashley has cancer. My heart is overwhelmed with sadness. What a tough road this little one has traveled! And now the road seems even longer.
Trish, Ashley's mom, has been by her side through it all. Her faith in God is strong. Since I began reading Ashley's journal last year, I have come to love Trish and Ashley. They have become a part of my family each day. Each morning and evening I check in to see how they are doing. Sometimes I check through out the day.
Please join me and many people in the blogging community as we pray for Ashley, Trish and the rest of the family. If you have a moment, stop by and leave Trish a comment and let her know that you are praying for her.
Trish, Ashley's mom, has been by her side through it all. Her faith in God is strong. Since I began reading Ashley's journal last year, I have come to love Trish and Ashley. They have become a part of my family each day. Each morning and evening I check in to see how they are doing. Sometimes I check through out the day.
Please join me and many people in the blogging community as we pray for Ashley, Trish and the rest of the family. If you have a moment, stop by and leave Trish a comment and let her know that you are praying for her.
Friday, February 09, 2007
Deja Vu
Brianna Elijah Zane
Seven years ago next month, my world was shattered. DSS arrived at my house unannounced. They explained to me that the three foster children we had would be moved from our care on March 15.
I do not remember seeing it coming. If I did, I did not recognize it for what it was. My husband who was in the service had been transferred out of state. I had stayed in our home awaiting the final approval for all of our family to move to be with my husband. We had had one of these siblings for over three years and the other two siblings we had had over a year. These children were all going to be up for adoption soon. There was a no reconciliation plan for all of them. No parental visits had taken place in years. Nothing but the adoption to begin. Our worker had assured us it would be approved.
Our petition was denied. They decided to try for reunification with their biological family. The children would be moving to live with a foster family whom we knew and liked. I knew the children would be loved and cared for, but it was not ok. They were my children. We were suppose to be forever!
On March 15, we took the children to live with their new family. The kids did not understand at that moment that it was forever. They had known this family and come to love them. It was more like a visit for them.
Saying goodbye that night was devastating. I do not remember how we got home that night or what the next few days were like. Leaving that home and driving north felt like my heart was being pulled in two directions. My heart desired to be with my husband who had returned to our new home and the other to my children whom I had left forever.
These children are still in my heart. I will always consider Elijah, Brianna and Zane to be my children. My heart can see them no other way. Zane, whom we had for over three years, was one of the most amazing "through the fire" stories that can ever be told. Elijah had an honest heart. Brianna was the external sign of all the internal abuse that they had endured in their short lives. I love them all so much!
Zane was a sweet blessing from God. You see Zane was born on February 21, 1996. On February 20, 1996 I had lost my child. Zane reminded me that God closes one door and opens another. Zane was a sweet balm that soothed my wounded soul. I need Zane as much as he needed me.
So, as you can see, my heart is a little sensitive about the dates February 20, 21 and March 15. It is filled with joy on one hand and much sadness on the other.
Seven years ago next month, my world was shattered. DSS arrived at my house unannounced. They explained to me that the three foster children we had would be moved from our care on March 15.
I do not remember seeing it coming. If I did, I did not recognize it for what it was. My husband who was in the service had been transferred out of state. I had stayed in our home awaiting the final approval for all of our family to move to be with my husband. We had had one of these siblings for over three years and the other two siblings we had had over a year. These children were all going to be up for adoption soon. There was a no reconciliation plan for all of them. No parental visits had taken place in years. Nothing but the adoption to begin. Our worker had assured us it would be approved.
Our petition was denied. They decided to try for reunification with their biological family. The children would be moving to live with a foster family whom we knew and liked. I knew the children would be loved and cared for, but it was not ok. They were my children. We were suppose to be forever!
On March 15, we took the children to live with their new family. The kids did not understand at that moment that it was forever. They had known this family and come to love them. It was more like a visit for them.
Saying goodbye that night was devastating. I do not remember how we got home that night or what the next few days were like. Leaving that home and driving north felt like my heart was being pulled in two directions. My heart desired to be with my husband who had returned to our new home and the other to my children whom I had left forever.
These children are still in my heart. I will always consider Elijah, Brianna and Zane to be my children. My heart can see them no other way. Zane, whom we had for over three years, was one of the most amazing "through the fire" stories that can ever be told. Elijah had an honest heart. Brianna was the external sign of all the internal abuse that they had endured in their short lives. I love them all so much!
Zane was a sweet blessing from God. You see Zane was born on February 21, 1996. On February 20, 1996 I had lost my child. Zane reminded me that God closes one door and opens another. Zane was a sweet balm that soothed my wounded soul. I need Zane as much as he needed me.
So, as you can see, my heart is a little sensitive about the dates February 20, 21 and March 15. It is filled with joy on one hand and much sadness on the other.
On March 15, 2007, we will be back in court. This is the day that we will find out if our girls will be staying with us or going to live in Florida. I have tried not to acknowledge that the days are the same or that it could be deja vu. It is not a superstition but just a memory of something that forever changed my life.
It reminds me of the song by Casting Crowns, Praise You in This Storm.
And I'll praise you in this storm and I will lift my hands for You are who You are no matter where I am and every tear I've cried You hold in your hand You never left my side and though my heart is torn I will praise You in this storm
Today God, I will praise you in this storm. The waves are crashing all around me, but I will not be swallowed up. I will lift my hands in praise to the God who made the waves. Lift me up! Let me see your face...let me know that you have not forgotten my family. As Hazel says so often, "I NEED MY GOD!" I need my family and they need me! Please do not allow a judge to separate us. I will trust you to keep us safe. I love you, God! Bless and protect Elijah, Brianna and Zane as only you can. Heal their hearts, Lord. They have suffered so much. May their lives be a witness of the greatness of their God!
Tuesday, February 06, 2007
Monday, February 05, 2007
Have I lost my mind?
I love to start new projects! LOVE IT! So, it was nothing new when a while ago I decided to change the look of our cabinets. I wanted to stain them either a dark espresso or ebony. Well, after looking at our choices, my husband choose ebony. We purchased all the new toys it would take to make this little project work.
Now due to the fact that I have two little girls it has made progress on this project...well, let's just say a little slow. The whole stain thing did not work. After many attempts to make it work, we realized that we would have to completely strip all of the wood to succeed. NO.THANK.YOU! So, we decided to paint them instead. We decided on black.
Let me interrupt all of this by saying that I love it! It really sets things apart. We had a small concern about darkness and all, but it is really crisp looking.
Now we are far from being done, but I am even more excited about this than when I began. It takes a little age off of our 40+ year old cabinets.
While focusing so diligently on this project something in me decided it is time to potty train Emilly. So, I am refusing to buy diapers. What exactly am I thinking?
So, each time I pick up the sander, Emilly either needs to potty or stands beside me and wets her pants. Nice, isn't' it? The issue is that I cannot always hear her over the sander. I mean once you are holding a power tool in your hand something takes over. It is such an amazing rush of...of...well, power!
The moral of the story is do not try to huge projects at one time.(especially one involving personal body fluids that I am still responsible for) It makes both processes rather difficult. Why is it that I choose huge task in multiples? On the other hand won't it be great when both are done!
Now due to the fact that I have two little girls it has made progress on this project...well, let's just say a little slow. The whole stain thing did not work. After many attempts to make it work, we realized that we would have to completely strip all of the wood to succeed. NO.THANK.YOU! So, we decided to paint them instead. We decided on black.
Let me interrupt all of this by saying that I love it! It really sets things apart. We had a small concern about darkness and all, but it is really crisp looking.
Now we are far from being done, but I am even more excited about this than when I began. It takes a little age off of our 40+ year old cabinets.
While focusing so diligently on this project something in me decided it is time to potty train Emilly. So, I am refusing to buy diapers. What exactly am I thinking?
So, each time I pick up the sander, Emilly either needs to potty or stands beside me and wets her pants. Nice, isn't' it? The issue is that I cannot always hear her over the sander. I mean once you are holding a power tool in your hand something takes over. It is such an amazing rush of...of...well, power!
The moral of the story is do not try to huge projects at one time.(especially one involving personal body fluids that I am still responsible for) It makes both processes rather difficult. Why is it that I choose huge task in multiples? On the other hand won't it be great when both are done!
Saturday, February 03, 2007
Friday, February 02, 2007
Welcome to Bloggityville
If you have a moment stop by a welcome Debbie! She has resisted joining the blog world until today. Glad you could join us, Deb! I love you.
Thursday, January 25, 2007
I love you
Time seems to be ticking by so quickly this week. Maybe it is that time may be running out for us. I want to hold on a little tighter to each moment. At times, it is like sand slipping through my fingers.
Hazel, my beloved child, you are unspeakable joy. You love to serve your family in a way that can only be God's work. He is preparing you for something huge. You have humbled me with the depth of your happiness and sadness. At your lowest moments, you always tell me "I need my God!" What a profound statement for such a young child! You trust God with all the bad things you hide so deep inside. Do not lose that trust in Him. He is faithful. He is safe. He does not promise life without pain or trouble, but He promises that you will overcome this world.
At gymnastics I see in you untouched potential. Your love for each new skill is inspiring. Keep your focus and always have fun. (don't forget to point your toes! :-)
My baby, Emilly, you come across as shy and introverted. Yet, underneath it all is a funny little girl who loves to laugh. God has given you the gift of nurturing. I see it in the way you care for each baby or other children. So precious! You are growing so fast. I treasure each moment I have to hold you and cuddle with you. Time seems to be running out fast! Won't you let me hold you one more time?
Girls, these next few weeks seem so fragile. Let's hold on to each other and the gift of family that God has given us for a season. I cannot promise that we will be together forever, but I promise that you have left fingerprints all over my heart. I love you each but not the same. You are each special, and I treasure the differences that make each of you unique.
Tuesday, January 16, 2007
Pray for Ashley
Ashely went into cardiac arrest last night. She was brought back, but she is not doing well. Please stop by and leave a comment to encourage her family. God bless Ashley. Our hearts cry out along with her family.
Not today, God! Let her stay for a while. So many dreams have been dreamt of her life, let them be Lord. So many hopes! Let her life be a living example of the power of God. The answered prayer. The miracle that cannot be explained other than a simple "It was You!" Her parents, brother and sister have given their all for this beautiful little girl. You require so much of them since the beginning. Your grace has been sufficient. Your mercies are new each morning. Oh, Father, let her stay.
Ashley's page www.ashleyadamsjournal.blogspot.com/
Not today, God! Let her stay for a while. So many dreams have been dreamt of her life, let them be Lord. So many hopes! Let her life be a living example of the power of God. The answered prayer. The miracle that cannot be explained other than a simple "It was You!" Her parents, brother and sister have given their all for this beautiful little girl. You require so much of them since the beginning. Your grace has been sufficient. Your mercies are new each morning. Oh, Father, let her stay.
Ashley's page www.ashleyadamsjournal.blogspot.com/
For Kelli with love
Today is the day the loving officially begins for Kelli. If you do not know about her, please check out this :
Almighty provider, our great and mighty God, we ask that you would provide for Kelli the funds that she needs. You know the needs and desires of her heart. Love her in a way that is purely tangible and can only be a true God thing. She is so precious to all who come in contact with her. Guide her doctors. Thank you God for providing the money, a kidney and all the strength that is needed for her journey. You are ever so faithful, and I love you, Father.
Thursday, December 28, 2006
Christmas Delirium
Christmas is one of my most favorite times of year. I love the whole idea of Christmas, but the clutter of it I could do without. It is at times smothering.
Our Christmas was wonderful! Take away the fact that my husband had the worst case of the stomach flu I have seen in a while and that I had a touch of it on Christmas Day, it was a great day. Hazel and Emilly were a little overwhelmed with the quantity of presents that they received, but they are adjusting with great finesse.
My Mom and step dad came to our house for the holidays. What a blessing that was! I cannot imagine taking on Christmas morning with both girls and a husband who was too sick to care. The girls really enjoyed all the extra attention. It also fed my love for being surrounded by family on holidays. Yes, I do love the whole idea of Norman Rockwell.
Christmas for me was so much deeper than the gifts and ideas. This Christmas was a great reminder of all that is important to me. Between having two special little girls living with us this year and participating in the pageant, my focus has been much more Saviour oriented.
Too know that the precious little baby born in a stable in Bethlehem as a sacrifice for my sins, is incomprehensible on a certain level. Yes, I believe it with all of my heart, but to truly absorb the meaning of that takes a little longer. Love came down at Christmas, but Love was planned before the creation of this world. Knowing that man would fall, God knew that a Sacrifice would be required. I don't think there was a question or doubt that crossed His mind.
At times I wonder if I could have offered any of my children for the life of another who had not even been created. I really don't think I could. Why not just forget the idea of creating a world where mankind would ultimately turn their back on their God? And then to offer a Redeemer who would be despised, rejected, brutally beaten, and crucified for them. What infinite love God has for each of us. Amazing love!
My focus this season has been deepened and strengthened. It is my joy to love, worship and serve a God who loves me boundlessly. May Christmas live in our hearts each day of the years to come.
Our Christmas was wonderful! Take away the fact that my husband had the worst case of the stomach flu I have seen in a while and that I had a touch of it on Christmas Day, it was a great day. Hazel and Emilly were a little overwhelmed with the quantity of presents that they received, but they are adjusting with great finesse.
My Mom and step dad came to our house for the holidays. What a blessing that was! I cannot imagine taking on Christmas morning with both girls and a husband who was too sick to care. The girls really enjoyed all the extra attention. It also fed my love for being surrounded by family on holidays. Yes, I do love the whole idea of Norman Rockwell.
Christmas for me was so much deeper than the gifts and ideas. This Christmas was a great reminder of all that is important to me. Between having two special little girls living with us this year and participating in the pageant, my focus has been much more Saviour oriented.
Too know that the precious little baby born in a stable in Bethlehem as a sacrifice for my sins, is incomprehensible on a certain level. Yes, I believe it with all of my heart, but to truly absorb the meaning of that takes a little longer. Love came down at Christmas, but Love was planned before the creation of this world. Knowing that man would fall, God knew that a Sacrifice would be required. I don't think there was a question or doubt that crossed His mind.
At times I wonder if I could have offered any of my children for the life of another who had not even been created. I really don't think I could. Why not just forget the idea of creating a world where mankind would ultimately turn their back on their God? And then to offer a Redeemer who would be despised, rejected, brutally beaten, and crucified for them. What infinite love God has for each of us. Amazing love!
My focus this season has been deepened and strengthened. It is my joy to love, worship and serve a God who loves me boundlessly. May Christmas live in our hearts each day of the years to come.
Monday, December 25, 2006
Merry Christmas
Christmas day has finally arrived. I am anxiously awaiting the awakening of my girls. When they went to bed last night, they were unaware that today was "the day".
This is our first Christmas together, and I am not sure what to expect from them. Have they ever really had a Christmas? I have so many ideas of what their response may be...well, I hear them now. So Merry Christmas! See you soon!
This is our first Christmas together, and I am not sure what to expect from them. Have they ever really had a Christmas? I have so many ideas of what their response may be...well, I hear them now. So Merry Christmas! See you soon!
Monday, December 18, 2006
Better Late
Thought I should take a moment and give an update on how court went last week. The judge was the same one who ordered the home study be done on the maternal grandfather.
Basically things have all been continued until March 15. DSS was told that the paperwork must be sent out ASAP. (it was sent out the following day)
Where does this leave us? Well, at this moment, I am living like there is no chance of these children leaving us. I believe God is in control, and I am trusting Him.
There have been moments of panic lately. The day I found out that Florida had received the paperwork was on of those days. Questions fly through my mind at warp speeds. What if Florida does not consider the recommendations of two therapist and the GAL? What if the truth is not revealed in their "investigation" of this man? And on and on the list could go.
But what it all comes down to is that no matter what Florida finds or does not find. It does not change the fact that He is God. He has a plan for Hazel and Emilly. He is the deciding factor.
So, this brings me back to what I learned in Believing God by Beth Moore.
1. God is who He says He is.
2. God can do what He says He will do.
3. I am who God says I am
4. I can do all things through Christ
5. God's word is alive and active in me.
I'M BELIEVING GOD!
Basically things have all been continued until March 15. DSS was told that the paperwork must be sent out ASAP. (it was sent out the following day)
Where does this leave us? Well, at this moment, I am living like there is no chance of these children leaving us. I believe God is in control, and I am trusting Him.
There have been moments of panic lately. The day I found out that Florida had received the paperwork was on of those days. Questions fly through my mind at warp speeds. What if Florida does not consider the recommendations of two therapist and the GAL? What if the truth is not revealed in their "investigation" of this man? And on and on the list could go.
But what it all comes down to is that no matter what Florida finds or does not find. It does not change the fact that He is God. He has a plan for Hazel and Emilly. He is the deciding factor.
So, this brings me back to what I learned in Believing God by Beth Moore.
1. God is who He says He is.
2. God can do what He says He will do.
3. I am who God says I am
4. I can do all things through Christ
5. God's word is alive and active in me.
I'M BELIEVING GOD!
Sunday, December 10, 2006
A Gentle Reminder
This morning at church, Stephen Johnson spoke. He is to be our new associate pastor. He is a young, gifted, Bible-believing man. This was the second time I have heard him speak, and both times I have felt that his message was meant for me. The first time he spoke, he taught from the book of John. John is my favorite.
Today Steve spoke about Mary being told that she would be with child before her marriage to Joseph. In true humbleness Mary said, "I am the Lord's servant, May it be to me as you have said." She showed no concern for her own well being or desire. She allowed God's will to come over her as if it were a covering for all that might go wrong when others heard the news that she was with child. In those days, women who were found to be with child could face being stoned to death or sent away from their home. Mary did not question God's will or her safety, but simply submitted herself to God's will knowing that God would provide a way.
This spoke volumes to my heart. Tomorrow we are facing another court date. For anyone who has been following our story, you know that we are waiting to see if Hazel and Emilly will be sent to live with their maternal grandfather. Our case will be back in front of the same judge who opened the door to possibly allow the girls to be taken. DSS is hoping for a continuance tomorrow, but I can say that I am waiting to see what God is going to do. Whether our deliverance comes through a judge in whom I have no faith or whether it comes later in a judge of good repute. God can work through anyone. He does not need ideal circumstances to work through. So, I am patiently waiting to see how and when He will be revealed.
Holy God, today I want to praise you for what you are and will do in our lives. Reveal your plan for our lives as you see fit. I trust that You love us and that You will keep us safe. I give you my all. May it be to us as You see fit. I love you, Father!
Today Steve spoke about Mary being told that she would be with child before her marriage to Joseph. In true humbleness Mary said, "I am the Lord's servant, May it be to me as you have said." She showed no concern for her own well being or desire. She allowed God's will to come over her as if it were a covering for all that might go wrong when others heard the news that she was with child. In those days, women who were found to be with child could face being stoned to death or sent away from their home. Mary did not question God's will or her safety, but simply submitted herself to God's will knowing that God would provide a way.
This spoke volumes to my heart. Tomorrow we are facing another court date. For anyone who has been following our story, you know that we are waiting to see if Hazel and Emilly will be sent to live with their maternal grandfather. Our case will be back in front of the same judge who opened the door to possibly allow the girls to be taken. DSS is hoping for a continuance tomorrow, but I can say that I am waiting to see what God is going to do. Whether our deliverance comes through a judge in whom I have no faith or whether it comes later in a judge of good repute. God can work through anyone. He does not need ideal circumstances to work through. So, I am patiently waiting to see how and when He will be revealed.
Holy God, today I want to praise you for what you are and will do in our lives. Reveal your plan for our lives as you see fit. I trust that You love us and that You will keep us safe. I give you my all. May it be to us as You see fit. I love you, Father!
Friday, December 08, 2006
What's On Your Tummy? (Not Male Reading Material)
A two year old's fascination with chest is beyond my realm of understanding. Why are they always needing to touch them? Talk about them? And poke or squeeze them? I just don't understand!
But even I must admit when my two year old make the funniest of comments about them. So, here it is in the words of Emilly, my precocious little two year old.
I am standing in front of my closet trying to find a cooler shirt to wear. When up walks Emilly who immediately pointed to my chest...
"What's that?" Emilly asked
"Mine" I stated
"That your chest, Mommy?"
"Yes"
"What's that?"as she pointed again.
I turned and pointed at her chest and said "What's that?" She grabbed her chest and looked down. Then as sweetly as can be replied, "My chest laying on my tummy like yours mommy?"
Well, I decided to leave it at that. What more could I have said?
But even I must admit when my two year old make the funniest of comments about them. So, here it is in the words of Emilly, my precocious little two year old.
I am standing in front of my closet trying to find a cooler shirt to wear. When up walks Emilly who immediately pointed to my chest...
"What's that?" Emilly asked
"Mine" I stated
"That your chest, Mommy?"
"Yes"
"What's that?"as she pointed again.
I turned and pointed at her chest and said "What's that?" She grabbed her chest and looked down. Then as sweetly as can be replied, "My chest laying on my tummy like yours mommy?"
Well, I decided to leave it at that. What more could I have said?
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