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Live in Focus

Thursday was the day dreaded, the day anticipated. Swinger waiting by the door with some of his friends in the bag packed the night before. It was the morning a 7 year old would sleep hard while tissue and pieces of flesh would be removed from inside. A common surgery, routine removing tonsils and adenoids and shaving turbinates to make room for air to pass through with out struggle. So we were excited, and yet a little scared. Would this work?

He smiles courage all the way through, I smile back brave. This is a journey for us all.

He sits quiet, not unusual for this little boy. His heart is beating nervous, I am certain through his eyes. He is wondering how it is all going to happen. Daddy and Momma sit by watching, listening, answering the questions that lead us in.

Drawing is therapy for the bored and waiting. It is always his therapy of choice, his art of expression and creativity. One of the things we admire about him.

Strong hands, loving hands hold his fragile and vulnerable. A reminder of the Hands that hold us strong all day long in our fragile state. We pray and trust in His grip on us all. He is our strength, together and apart.

They soon take him away behind closed doors on his bed of wheels, still smiling brave. As a mother, my heart breaks forced apart from him… desiring to be there to keep him brave and strong and smiling but I know I must let him go alone so that he can find them in Him. I know I must leave him alone so that he will know he is not alone.

Now, we hold fast and wait. Pray, read words of encouragement, and write down thanks to help pass the time. Quieting our souls.

30 minutes later we hear the words from a passing nurse, “He did good.” We both breathe out relief and smile it back. It is over… kind of. He is wheeled in and begins slowly coming out of hard sleep. Confused and hurting he struggles to talk through tears. It was hard to see him like that, out of himself. Soon, a room where we wait to go home.

It was a hard wait but now we are home in recovery. He is resting, drinking, swallowing down the pain, and pain killers. Movies are on our agenda for rest and distraction from the pain. Popsicles, yogurts, shakes, applesauce, and jello are on the menu.

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It was a blessing, as it always is to be alone with Him. To realize again that He is enough for us. To understand for a moment that all of those little things that consumed us over the week are nothing, that the right here is all we have. That He is all we need. Life is a vapor, a mist, to small to waste on the little things in life that distract us from living fully in Him.

When you are sitting in a waiting room while your child is in surgery, minor or major because there are always uncertainties, you can think and see more clearly. Things come into focus and you begin to get a grip on this miracle of life. We see all the magic we missed because of the things we thought were so important in that moment, while grace passed us by unnoticed.

 We are surrounded by magic, don’t forget! Why do we, forget? Why do we forget that life is a miracle swirled in magic, painted with grace? Why is it so easy to get out of focus? Do we need this miracle to be threatened by darkness in order to see it?

Therefore, my beloved brothers, be steadfast, immovable, always abounding in the work of the Lord, knowing that in the Lord your labor is not in vain. 1 Corinthians 15:58

I pray  for you the same that I pray for myself, that our families will “remember before our God and Father our work of faith and labor of love and steadfastness of hope in our Lord Jesus Christ.” as did Paul of the Thessalonian believers. That they will see us living so captivated by grace that our labor is full of joy, full of magic. They must see our faith lived out in love, through the gospel and not distracted by the trivial little things in our day that seek only to destroy our mission. So, may we truly labor not in vain here for our husbands, our children, and our homes believing that it is here that we are called to advance the Kingdom of God.

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Breathing Busy

We are busy around here, breathing life into art… or art into life, which one comes first? I wish I had more time to post my thoughts on it all but sometimes the second hand speeds to the rush of time and we are forced to scurry close behind… so until things slow down I hope to post some thoughts on our homeschool backbone and join the “Not” Back to School Blog Hop over at Heart of the Matter!

Breathe life, the Life into your home today, for…  “In Him we live and move and have our being” Acts 17:28 Remember in all that you live and move in today, He is not far from each of us… He is near so rejoice and dance in His presence…

JOYfully in Him,

Kelli

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We are at the table this morning, filling white… with color and words and expressing God with our brushes and fingertips.  We are painting our thoughts… blending reality and art. My thoughts are on homeschooling, as are so many other stay at home mothers during this time. The school year is here already for some, coming for others. Our homeschool year is quickly approaching like a freight train and I feel like a car stalled on the tracks of life. I am not even near ready for it to hit us August 8th. This last year’s failures are following to close behind me, painting black storm clouds over us, reminding me that we didn’t finish near where we wanted to and my 10 year old will be going into a Spanish school in Costa Rica next year. I am just using this year to catch up and finish his 4th grade year, I have 4 moths to prepare him. I have a lot of fears for this coming year, fears that I know will melt into the reality of grace and knowing He is sovereign over all things, even my failures as a homeschooling mom.  We are right where we are supposed to be and will continue to persevere in the light of His truths.  I hear these words among my fears and chaos… we are always right where we are supposed to be, where He has us. We make mistakes and fail in our goals but He is never the less always faithful and steadfast in His love for us. I have no worries. I am His, we are His.

Tomorrow I am piling in a car with 3 other ladies, mothers who are on this love journey of homeschooling and advancing the kingdom from the inside out, headed west to a homeschool conference in Houston, Texas. There we will find encouragement, strength, fellowship and laughter… much needed during this time of inner chaos.

Curriculum isn’t cheap. Life isn’t cheap. Education is life. This school year I have found it hard to be frugal with our new spine, our homeschool backbone as far as curriculum is concerned. How do you homeschool on a small budget… diligence and patience.  I have searched high and low and have found much of what I needed a lot cheaper with these two companions by my side. Next week is the beginning of the 3rd Annual Not Back-to-School Blog Hop which I hope to participate in and hope to maybe see you there as well? I love hearing what the Lord is doing in other homes, although I enter with my armor on from envy and discouragement… emotions that can quickly attack us if we are not prepared and content with where He has us even in our homeschool decisions.

Now it is raining outside as colors and life continues to rain inside… and new creations have begun at the table sculpting with solid paint-dough…

JOYfully in Him,

Kelli

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Captive Thoughts

Where are my words? They dissappear at the tapping of my fingertips on the keys, writing, releasing has been simply a thought rather than a practice lately. I long to escape for just a moment into this quiet place and flood my captive thoughts onto the white, blank screen. They never rest. The constant movement of life has not allowed their escape, my escape… time finds me in a rush, from here to there… from this to that. Breathe. I do. But not for long. I am not complaining, this is the season I am in but it holds my thoughts hostage.

The past 7 months have been a flood of emotions, of revelations, of truth, of lessons and of conviction. I could not if I tried (because I have many times) explain everything that has happened around here in life and in heart… I sit in awe of a powerful, loving, merciful, and completely soveriegn God, we can call Father. God has been working within my heart and the hearts of so many around  me, I have seen His work in so many powerful ways! So many thoughts I can’t wait to share over time… I really am going to share… but now my time is already up as is my son.

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Adopted

In love he predestined us for adoption as sons through Jesus Christ, according to the purpose of his will to the praise of his glorious grace, with which he has blessed us I the Beloved.

Ephesians 1:4b-6

Nagi Adoptive Parents

It never ceases to amaze me how He listens to our prayers… late on the 29th twins were born into the Nabi (or Naki) tribe, praise God right? Well, not according to their history… as they usually throw the 2nd born away. The Spirit of God worked a miracle with in this situation, through prayers, they have never allowed the 2nd born to live until now. He broke into their hearts and was merciful on the baby girl’s life. Read what happened here, how the power of God overcame years of tradition and fears, how it is considered a miracle among this tribe. And then continue to pray as her little life is still in His hands, it is not certain she will survive but she has parents who have stepped up to love her and take care of her whom she will one day, Lord willing, call mother and father.

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There is an infant baby girl, in the jungles of Indonesia, just days old who is fighting for her life, or who would be if she could. Actually she has no idea what the adults who should be looking our for her, including her own mother are debating on doing. You see she is a twin, the 2nd born and in their history, for unknown reasons to me, when twins are born with in their tribe, the Naki tribe, the 2nd born is quickly disposed of. It seems they “throw it away”, not sure exactly what that means. This is just what they do. It is appalling, yes and unbareable to think of but apart from the truth of the gospl this is the nature of man, isn’t it? It breaks my heart to realize this turmoil is going on across the world right now as I live so comfortably with my salvation and blessed life, I want to run across the green and blue of the earth that seperates me from her and hold this little girl and this mother. I know that all I can do is pray and it is the most powerful thing I can do for it is only by His love and mercy and by the power of the Spirit that can truly intervene in this situtation.

Prayers are needed on behalf of this baby girl, of this tribe. Wisdom and understanding for the missionaries there, wisdom and understanding for the tribe supernaturally and directly into their darkened hearts by the Holy Spirit. Pray for life and truth, that His glory might be revealed through this.

 

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