Sunday, March 23, 2014

Saturday, March 22, 2014


One of the things we’ve been busy doing as well is basketball.

The three oldest boys have been playing on three different teams. Kinda hectic, but one of our friends coached Parker's team which made shuffling kids to and from practice quite a bit easier.

And sometimes on the way back from basketball, they would all swoop by to grab Sophia from dance. God has sure blessed us with good friends through our church.

Parker and Ethan made it to the playoffs and Parker’s team won second place in the championships. Ethan won third.

This was Charlie's first year playing and he became a valuable player for his team. Ethan improved like night and day. And Parker honed his skills developing into a rebounding machine.

Just last month we signed up Ethan and Charlie for the upcoming football season. Unfortunately Parker will be in 9th grade next year so there aren't anymore teams he can play on because he is homeschooled. Ugh. Kind of hit a brick wall.

But we know God will provide and there’s always pick-up games at the park with the men of the church.

Thursday, March 20, 2014

just last week.

We have been 'living' church since Valentine's Day.

It's a full time job including my husband's regular full time job teaching high school and my Mommy life.

But I have had a new love for the ministry since we had a truly great preacher visit our church during our married's retreat. Just his friendship with my husband and I was refreshing.

And then we had a tremendous revival just last week.

It’s a great advantage to be homeschooling because me, Glen {family friend} and the kids were able to go to other kid's schools and outreach. We hopped in our big white van we affectionately call, “Great White” and went to the local elementary school ending at 2:10 pm and the high school getting out at 3:05 pm and passed out a couple hundred flyers.

We started our revival with a park fair on Saturday and church on Sunday morning.

God opened a door and my husband was able to get our evangelist into his High School as a guest speaker. For four consecutive  periods he gave his testimony of a horrible childhood and early adult life filled with abuse, alcoholic parents, hard-core drug use and violent gang life. His story resonated powerfully with the more than 1,000 kids who came to hear him. 

During the time he was here, while I was driving, I had a truly moving experience. All of a sudden, I was engulfed in the presence of God. He told me that the flood gates had been opened and there would be no holding it back. It was one of the most powerful moments I have ever experienced.

The revival itself helped me also as I was completely ministered to through his continuous references about how important his wife was to him. The way he spoke about her encouraged me to strive to be that kind of wife to my man.

My husband and I really had a good time with Pastor Romero and his son. By the time they left, we were family.

Normally after a revival, I’m exhausted-- but not this time. I was on fire and revived. This revival was different. And I am excited.

Tuesday, March 18, 2014

I'm here.

 My heart is feeling better and I am keeping busy with my kiddos and church.

I appreciate all the words of compassion and encouragement from others who read my blog. Thank you from the bottom of my heart.

I was really moved when a younger brother in our church came up to me feeling awkward before service telling me how sorry he was about my loss. I said thank you and then he walked away not knowing what else to say. Little did he know what a world of difference it made. Just having your hurt acknowledged and someone telling you even in the smallest and even the most awkward way still means the world to the person whose heart is heavy. I even shared it with my husband.

I struggled to overcome the lies from the devil telling me it was my fault and that if I had only done this or that, then I wouldn't have miscarried. Lies. My husband told me they were lies. My sister in-law told me they were lies, but I didn't listen and had to wrestle with God about it until I finally gained a peace about it.

But with that, I became determined to have another baby right away.  Fortunately, after another week had passed, through prayer and listening to God's voice, I found that contentment again with the family God has already given me.

I also had someone tell me that I am most likely done having baby's because my body is worn out and I will start miscarrying every time I get pregnant. Wow-- that one really ate away at my spirit. Thankfully, I just happened to hear a sermon the next day by my Pastor about allowing someone to speak a death sentence over your circumstance and speak that which is actually contrary to the character of God. I felt freedom and victory. Thank you, Pastor Rob. Thank you, Jesus.

And now I'm here and moving forward with each small moment thinking about the baby I lost. With my heart a little more scarred, but trusting in Jesus even more than before.

Thursday, February 27, 2014

one day.

Tonight I’m sad.

Sometime between Sunday and Tuesday we lost baby 11.

During church on Sunday morning, I had some ‘complications’ which led me to think that something might be wrong. And on Tuesday, I was given a blood test which looked like I had probably miscarried.

I cried out to God, on my knees with tears asking God to please let the little growing blessing still be safe in my tummy.

I still had hope even when I was told the chance was so slim.

But yesterday, it was confirmed-- I am no longer pregnant. Even though my heart will bare a scar from this loss, I know Jesus heals and I will be ok.

Right now I’m just sad. But I’m so thankful to have Jesus walk through this with me. He gives me hope and strength even when I’m in a difficult place such as now.

And like my compassionate sister-in-law wrote me: In Heaven, her baby, Jonathan, has a new cousin to play with and Papa has a new little one to love.

And I know with all my heart that one day we will all meet the one we miss tonight.

Sunday, February 23, 2014

Tuesday, February 18, 2014


one test is never enough

Tuesday, February 11, 2014

church hunting.

We have been looking for a new building for our church. Tonight I stumbled upon a building that stood out to me.

As I read the listing, it just kept getting better and better. As I rattled off the building’s specs (and price of course), Chris’ ears began to perk up.

He is hard to please and not willing to settle for just anything.

He became so interested, in fact, that even the kids sensed that something unusual was about to happen. And it did.

After our late dinner-- Charlie had a basketball game, we piled all ten of our children dressed in their jammies into our 15 passenger van and headed for the ‘New’ church.

They were super excited to go look at the building-- like ‘jumping out of the car once we pulled up’ kind of excited.

Chris peeked in windows and drove around the parking lots and neighboring streets.

We liked it.

We really like it.

Please pray for us that God will either open the door if that’s where He wants us or He’ll make it very clear if it’s not. Hubby even called the realtor to set up an appointment to see the inside.

Fingers crossed and eyes up. 

Monday, February 10, 2014

chris had school off today.

And so, that meant the kids did too.

We actually spent much of the day running around our city picking up all the things we had to have for the upcoming marriage retreat. Flowers, decorations, prizes, a gift for the visiting Pastor’s wife...

Chris wore his tee that says ‘You Need Jesus Bro’. While at one of the stores, it became a hit with the sales people and an evangelizing tool to invite a couple ladies out to visit our church. One of the ladies even grabbed receipt paper off her register to write down where our church was.

I guess we’ll see.

When our ‘church’ errands were done, we decided to make a little trip we had originally planned for later this week--- A Valentine’s gift for me from my favorite jewelry store.

At first, I wasn’t sure what I was looking for-- a bracelet, a pendant, earrings, but once I got rolling, it became quite clear what I had my heart set on.

Once my gift was chosen, Chris employed a little bit of strategy and had it gift wrapped so that I’d have to wait until Friday. Ugh.

But it was a good idea anyhow.

Sunday, February 9, 2014