Thursday, October 18, 2012

When Plan B is Best

Nobody signed up for my first attempt at art class.

There. I said it. I was so disappointed. I even cried.

Yes, I cried. Is that weird?  I thought it was.

I asked the Mr., "What's the deal? Why am I so sad about this?"

The obvious response, "Because this is important to you."

This past year has been a recovery effort--recovering creativity, recovering dreams.

So when I try something and it "fails," the first thing my heart hears is the enemy's voice saying,

"See, I told you so. Give it up. Nobody cares. It doesn't matter."

At first, I was ready to chuck the whole idea out the window.

How very mature.

It took me a few days to dig myself out.

Sometimes we have die to our own ideas to make room for God's.

I fought back the lies and held my dreams loosely.

I now have a class of two.

Jacob and Josie are the most committed, enthusiastic,

 and eager art students I could ever ask for.

It's our favorite subject.

As you can see, sometimes even Gabby can't resist joining the fun.

I love this time together more than words can say.

I may not have the class I had imagined, but this class still matters.

 It matters because the gifts God gives are important, 

even for a class of two.

We'll see...I might open up this art class idea again someday.

After all, God didn't say "no."

It was a "not yet."  

Wednesday, October 10, 2012

What Would You Do For Pie?

I have special place in my heart for Pie.

This Pie.

I don't know how or why, but she stole my heart.
I couldn't help myself.
They call their foster baby "Pie."
 I call her adorable.

Having fostered a baby for just a short time,
I have deep appreciation and admiration for foster moms.

It. Ain't. Easy.

Meet Joy, Pie's foster mama.
She stole my heart too.

Welcome to my blog!

There isn't anything easy for this family right now.

Please check out her blog at Small Town Joy.

Small Town Joy

Okay, I can't tell you what to do.  
But I do pray that my family and friends will be moved to pray and to act.
There are some cute fundraisers going on.  I choose to do the puzzle!
For every $5 donation you can purchase a puzzle piece.
Your name can be written on the puzzle piece
and this puzzle will hang on Pie's bedroom wall.
What a sweet reminder of how many people prayed for her
and how God provided for her to come home to her
forever family.

Please do what you can!

I realize that I don't have a huge audience reading here, 
but that doesn't matter to God.

He'll work his miracles with even a mustard seed.

This is my seed.

Go GOD!!!!

Monday, October 1, 2012

Carpet Face Prayer Days

You could tell it was a Monday.

I did optimistically take some school pictures.

See how hard they work.

Isn't writing time at the park fun?

Let me tell you, these pictures are false advertising.
They don't  honesty convey the thoughts and attitudes of the day.

I need pictures that say this:

"I don't feel good."

"I'm tired."

"Do I have to do this?"

"Can I have a break?"

"Why can't I do it later?"

"Can I skip this part?"

"I'm starving."

"My hand is tired."

"Are we almost done?"

Truth is, I felt the same way. 

"Do I have to do this?"

So there I was today, laying on the bedroom floor at 5:00 pm,
 praying for just a little bit of joy to finish out the day.  
Only God could redeem the mess we had made of the previous 8 hours.

Some days are like that.

Carpet face prayer days.

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Most days we have family devotions after supper.  
 Let's just stop right there, lest you think too highly of that statement.  
It's rarely as lovely as we would like it to be.

But there is this new thing I love:

 the prayer jar.

Each stick in the jar has a prayer request:

"Grandma and Grandpa"



"More opportunities to show love"

"More faith"

"Manny P."

We sit on the couch and pass the jar, 
each person taking as many sticks as they'd like to pray for.  
Then around the room we go.

I'm not going to lie.
It's a beautiful thing.

Beautiful enough to redeem the mess we had made of this day?

Yes, indeed.

Just one hour after my carpet faced prayer for joy,

Jacob prays in his own words,

"God, give our family love and joy, now, and for the rest of the day."



This was the answer to my prayers.

This was my joy.