Thursday, August 28, 2008

Sanity is not needed here...

Being a mom, a wife (a pastor's wife at that), a home-school teacher, a nurse (I am always handing out the band-aids or ice packs), and let us not forget...referee. I have decided that sanity is not something that is required for any of the above mentioned jobs. I think the more insane you are--or get--the better. At lease when Elisabeth takes the glue stick to the cat to reattach the cat's fur because she is shedding, you laugh instead of cry. When the children sit in the next room and you hear them fighting over the fact that "girls are stinky and not allowed in the boy's room." or "NO, boys are stinky and are not allowed in the girl's room." Or do you know that we have designated "boys bafroom" and "girl's bafroom" and at no time can one or the other use the wrong restroom without the bathroom police [e.g. Elisabeth] letting you know you are in the wrong "bafroom." Then there is the daily discussion on taking bath and showers. Elisabeth convinces me and herself that she is a big girl and that big girls take showers. After I start the shower and get her ready to get in, then she decides she is not a big girl and asks for a bath tub instead. Yes, we do this EVERY bath time. I do not want to tell her she is not a big girl, for one day I dream she will use her pink room to sleep in, so I join her in this shower and bath tub ritual. Did I not mention Sanity is not a part of my daily needs!!
The one person that I need and don't know how in His Sovereignty that He puts up with me, is the Lord. I thank the Lord daily for His love and kindness. It all started with John 3:16 and gets better from there! So in our insanest (is that a word?) moments of life, let us remember that the Lord will never leave us or forsake us. (Hebrews 13:5)

I have always known that the Lord has a sense of humour...but I see it in my life more and more every single day spent with children!!

Saturday, August 23, 2008

The trip to Target that changed my life!

Have you received this email? It goes something like this:
I was walking around in a Target store, when I saw a Cashier hand this little boy some money back. The boy couldn't have been more than 5 or 6 years old.

The Cashier said, 'I'm sorry, but you don't have enough money to buy this doll.' Then the little boy turned to the old woman next to him: ''Granny, are you sure I don't have enough money?''

The old lady replied: ''You know that you don't have enough money to buy this doll, my dear.'' Then she asked him to stay there for just 5 minutes while she went to look around. She left quickly.

The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand. Finally, I walked toward him and I asked him who he wished to give this doll to. 'It's the doll that my sister loved most and wanted so much for Christmas. She was sure that Santa Claus would bring it to her.'

I replied to him that maybe Santa Claus would bring it to her after all, and not to worry. But he replied to me sadly. 'No, Santa Claus can't bring it to her where she is now. I have to give the doll to my mommy so that she can give it to my sister when she goes there.' His eyes were so sad while saying this. 'My Sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mommy is going to see God very soon too, so I thought that she could take the doll with her to give it to my sister.''

My heart nearly stopped.

The little boy looked up at me and said: 'I told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet. I need her to wait until I come back from the mall.' Then he showed me a very nice photo of himself. He was laughing. He then told me 'I want mommy to take my picture with her so she won't forget me.' 'I love my mommy and I wish she didn't have to leave me, but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister.'

Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly. I quickly reached for my wallet and said to the boy. 'Suppose we check again, just in case you do have enough money for the doll!'' 'OK' he said, 'I hope I do have enough.' I added some of my money to his without him seeing and we started to count it. There was enough for the doll and even some spare money.

The little boy said: 'Thank you God for giving me enough money!' Then he looked at me and added, 'I asked last night before I went to sleep for God to make sure I had enough money to buy this doll, so that mommy could give it to my sister. He heard me!'' 'I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy, but I didn't dare to ask God for too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and a white rose.'' 'My mommy loves white roses.'

A few minutes later, the old lady returned and I left with my basket. I finished my shopping in a totally different state of mind from when I started. I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind.

Then I remembered a local news paper article two days ago, which mentioned a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car occupied by a young woman and a little girl. The little girl died right away, and the mother was left in a critical state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-sustaining machine, because the young woman would not be able to recover from the coma. Was this the family of the little boy?

Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the news paper that the young woman had passed away. I couldn't stop myself as I bought a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was for people to see and make last wishes before her burial. She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy and the doll placed over her chest.

I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed for ever.. The love that the little boy had for his mother and his sister is
still, to this day, hard to imagine. And in a fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away from him.

I don't know if this story is true but it does pull on the heart strings and should make us appreciate what we have. And it should help us to be patient and understanding with others around us...we don't know what they are going through!

Thursday, August 21, 2008

A Mouse in the House

I have debated over posting this, but everyone assures me that they have had a mouse in their homes and that having a tiny mouse guest does not equal piles of garbage in the house.

We have two cats, Denver and Espresso. Espresso is our cat that likes to explore everywhere and conquer the other animals in the house. This she does at night when I am trying to sleep. Well on Tuesday morning about 4:25 am, I hear the cats "exploring" but there is a more vicious sound to it than normal. So I get up to check it out and as I turn on the last light by the cats...there is Espresso with her mouth full of a mouse's head. Of course I calmly had her put it down, put the dead mouse in a bag and went back to bed. NOT EVEN CLOSE!

I called Martin at work and told him what was going on. He of course could not come home and here I am imagining all kinds of diseases this thing must carry and if it is not dead and only playing dead and it bit the kids..what would I do? So, Martin is trying to calm me and convince me to make the cat give it up and get it out of the house. The man forgot for a while who he is married to. So in not a calm manner, I make the boys get in my room and close the door. The cats are in the living room...playing with a dead mouse (or so I thought) and I leave them alone. I close all the doors and stuff towels under them so no rodents will get into the rooms. I then go check on the cats and see if I should pick up a dead mouse. THE MOUSE WAS NOT DEAD!! So I called my husband again...he says to get a towel and in male logic I should use this to chase it out of the house...Yes, he is insane, but I still love him! So I again not so calmly asked him to come home and check on us when he got home. So I was praying and waiting from 5 am to 7:30am , cold and tired. I laid in bed without my heavier blanket, because in the panic, I forgot to have the boys bring theirs and I needed them to be comfortable. Then I couldn't sleep, because our door has a big space at the opening and I just imagined this mouse would scale our door and come right in...did I mention I was very tired and not thinking straight.

So fast forward to 7:30 am and Martin is home. We move everything to try and find the dead mouse, that mouse had a run of luck, for it was still alive. When my husband chased it out of it's hiding place Espresso grabbed it. Martin opened the door and the cat took it out and Martin had her release it. The mouse took off and Martin killed it, so it would not come back to the house. So now while Martin is not home at night, we close all the doors put towels under the doors and go to bed this way. I have been sleeping better...but what a horrible night that was.
Oh, Yes I did get up and wash and sanitize EVERYTHING, just so you know.

Thursday, August 14, 2008

The poodle look is good right??

I am off to get a perm in just about 30 minutes. I know that flat, straight hair is the "in" thing but I just need low maintenance hair. You may be saying what do you do that you need a perm? Well, have you not been reading my blog?! ;) I hate the first few days after a perm, for I do look like a poodle having a bad hair day, but it settles in the end. I remember right after Martin and I got married, I got a perm. I had tried to warn him of the first few days look--he must not have believed me. I got home and he said, "is it going to stay that way?" I cried, for that is what newlyweds do and then much later we laughed about it. So we will see how Elisabeth reacts...she has only known me with straight hair. She has been on a 3 year old roll, with saying whatever seems to be on her mind. It has been funny. Well gotta run. Love ya all and pray all is well. Anyone coming to SC anytime soon? (hint hint)

Tuesday, August 12, 2008

Who would have thought

Well this is such a crazy thought pattern for my life. I have hit every end of the spectrum in the last few weeks. We have decided to try and have another baby, this will be the focus for the next 4 months, if nothing happens by then we will forgo that idea. I am also going to go to a class to learn and get certified to carry a concealed weapon. With Martin's work schedule, this will make me feel more at ease. I also went to Curves today and would like to join. That I have to see how our budget goes. It is just a "gym" for ladies and only about 15 minutes away from the house. I have a 14 year babysitting is covered. So see I want to lose weight, have a baby and carry a gun. Doesn't that sound like a Movie of the week? I would ask for your prayer about the baby...that it is the Lord's will and that if it is all will go well. Any "you are insane" comments will be understood completely. ;) Love you all!!

Friday, August 8, 2008

Your Health

Friends, I just wanted to share this video with you regarding a form of breast cancer that is more serious and more common than what we hear about when we talk about breast cancer. Please watch this video and I encourage you to pass the information along.

Disclaimer: this video is from a news report by a television station and is slightly graphic in the portrayal of diseased breasts.


I know God is in control of our health and the most diligent person may still suffer a deadly disease or illness but please let's care for and encourage each other so that we may enjoy a long life as faithful witnesses for Christ.

God bless you, my sisters and friends!

Thursday, August 7, 2008

Getting ready for School

I will start by saying, I am now the mom of a 14 year old. James' birthday was Monday and we had a special day with him. Oh my! I am just getting to be so much older than I feel, with every one of their birthdays.

We are getting ready for another school year. I have gotten everything set up and the grading system all set up and ordered the missing PACEs that I never found. The kids are not so excited but we still need to get into the swing of things. It always seems harder to get into the "groove" after a move. Maybe that is just me, but now we must push forward. With the new school year comes a new routine. I will not bore you with the details but Lord willing we will find that consistent and helpful routine that is so needed in home-schooling.

I am making a whole chicken in the crock pot. I have this crock pot cookbook and I decided to make it my main meals for the next few weeks. I enjoy fixing and forgetting, which may seem crazy, but then most of you know how much I HATE to cook. It smells great, just pray it turns out the way it smells. I just wanted to post...pray you all are having a wonderful Friday and will have a great weekend.