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“I’ve learned by now to be quite content whatever my circumstances. I’m just as happy with little as with much, with much as with little. I’ve found the recipe for being happy whether full or hungry, hands full or hands empty. Whatever I have, wherever I am, I can make it through anything in the One who makes me who I am. I don’t mean that your help didn’t mean a lot to me—it did. It was a beautiful thing that you came alongside me in my troubles.” Philippians 4:11-12, the message.

I’ve been thinking about this concept.  I certainly do not have the recipe yet – but I do really want this to be my story, my testimony.  Especially at this time, as we adjust to our own season change at home.  A home that used to be crazy full is quietly still.  What used to be break-neck speed days, now are sweetly calm and placid.  I read the blogs of households in the crazy, full seasons, and miss it.  Miss the craziness, the joys, even the struggles.  (I know – crazy, right?!)  However, I am adjusting to this quiet.  Adjusting to the idea.  This season of time on my hands.  I pray to do that well – and to honor my God in the midst of it.  I get to choose to be content in the midst of it.

One of the things I really wanted to do once it was back to just the two of us, was go visit our out-of-state sons.  I miss them.  I just needed to see them – not at a holiday time, but at their own homes.  Just us.  Just them. I wanted to go there.  So, we’ve begun that process.  We took our joy, and headed to the mountains first.  Firstborn lives in the picture postcard town of Crested Butte, CO.  We took our time getting there, flying partway, then driving the rest.  You have to drive to get the full blessing of the mountains.  And we did indeed get the full blessing.  We watched on the thermometer  in the car as the number dipped the higher the elevation we climbed.  When I stepped out of the car to take a picture, I realized what temperatures in the 50s felt like all over again!  Glorious!

Kyle’s town is beautiful in every way.  Quaint.  Clean.  Historical.  Captivating. I loved the architecture, and the atmosphere.   I loved it, and loved seeing the specific mountains that he loves so much.  He pointed each out, as he named them. They are his playground/ his workplace.  It was wonderful to see him there, among the mountains that bless him so.  Though we had seen him several times a year, we had never been able to schedule a trip specifically there – it was way past time, and we were so glad to be able to go.  finally. We had a great great visit with Kyle and Kate, and too soon it was time to head home.

I loved being there, even if for just a few short days.  But I love coming home, too.  I really am a homebody.  We had the weekend to do laundry, mow the yard, and get ready for work this week.  Got some rest.  I finished my second book of the week.  Got plenty of exercise, and outdoor time.

While outside, at one point, our precious dogs got out again.  (remember our season of dog escapes?!!)  Well, they ran laughing from home.  In the few moments it took us to jump in our cars to head after them, they were way past our neighborhood, down the bayou.  Our dear neighbor had also joined the dog rescue team, and between the three of us, we finally got them corralled in the car, and on the way home.  A question I continue to have after such a fiasco is why. When they have all their needs met?  All the water and food they need?  A huge back yard/playground to explore, with plenty of lake action to keep up with, participate in. Why would they not be content?  Why do they want something they cannot have?

It reminds me again, to be content.  To be at peace. To wait and see where the Lord takes me during this season.  I pray that for you too, that during this season, whatever season you are in, that you are well with your soul.   Whatever I have, wherever I am, I can make it through anything in the One who makes me who I am.

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we made a week.

So, the week comes to a close.  And I lived.  grin.

Leaving my only daughter, my last child, at college last week was a pretty big deal.  I’m not gonna lie.  I had spent really at least a few minutes each day the week before the move crying.  Not sad.  (what am I saying, of course I was sad!)  But more than that – overwhelmed. So tender.  It was such a bittersweet time. I was very aware of the greatness of the moment.  The seriousness of the season.  Probably some of my feelings were blending with such a wish for more time.  Oh, how I felt there was so much more to do and say, to share and emphasize!  I know my parenting is not over, but all of a sudden there was this urgent feeling of something. Still not sure what all of it was.  All I know is I had a hard time keeping the huge lump in my throat under control. Maybe I still do……

The drive up there, and the move itself went so smoothly, so well.  I was so thankful.  There is such a blessing in knowing she is going to college at just the right place for her.  Such peace.  Makes it so much easier to handle, you know?  We ate a couple meals, went to Target, hung out with her wonderful roommate,  built a bookshelf (well, we didn’t – Adam did – thank you Adam!) Got her room unpacked and mostly organized.

Sunday morning we met up at church – a totally wonderful experience.  It was a place I had covered in prayers for years – as dear friends had served there.   It was so great.  Saw some friends I had so looked forward to seeing!  Made me happy.  I hardly even thought about the fact that shortly after lunch, I would be saying goodbye.  hardly.

Lunch was at this great pancake restaurant (it must have been great cause there was such a long wait!) then we left to run by the gas station to fill her up the last time.  Suddenly, I realized that all this great planning, all the shopping, all the organizing, it had come down to this – saying goodbye at the gas station.  How could this have happened?!! The moment was here, and it was going to happen at gas pumps!  So wrong, but yet, so us. So like us to not be able to control every little factor.  A quick hug, hardly any words, and she was gone.  Just like that.  Of course, my eyes teared up.  But I never let myself go with it.  Still haven’t, honestly.

The week was quiet.  Sweet.  Uneventful.  I touched base with her every day, but hope to find the balance between too much and not enough. I know our new status will be a challenge at times, but I’m looking forward to growing in this season.  Looking forward to time with my man.

I am pleased to report she had a great week – school was so good, she loves her roommate, she met new friends, and has already been babysitting those dear friends’ daughters we saw at church.  And loved it.  She also did her first surprise trip home!!! grin.  I know – it seems early to come home, right?  But she had 5 days from her last class to her next scheduled “welcome week”, so she conspired with her dad, and drove home yesterday!  My heart is happy – so thankful to have a few days with her, even more fun that I didn’t expect them!  We took our joy immediately to the mall – to pick up glasses for her, and see what else they were giving away.  (we bought just a little, and with smart decisions, I assure you)  Fun times, for sure. I’m so thankful for a girl I love so much, and who I can enjoy, no matter what we are doing.  But mostly, I’m thankful for an opportunity to say goodbye anyplace other than a gas station!

I’m certainly mindful of many of you who are leaving your own at colleges, and universities, as well as those of you who are leaving your little ones at kindergarten.  And all grades in between.  Time passes quickly – it may sound trite but it’s so true. Such tender times. I promise, as we journey this road alongside each other, God is enough.  For us, and for them.  Our true faith walk begins the moment we relinquish them,our beloved children, and trust God.  Of course, our knees get a bit more worn out on their behalf.  But then, that’s a good thing too, isn’t it.  amen.

Psalm 73:26
“My flesh and my heart may fail, but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever.”

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plumb the depths!

More to say, but for now…….‎”And I ask Him that with both feet planted firmly on love, you’ll be able to take in with all Christians the extravagant dimensions of Christ’s love. Reach out and experience the breadth! Test its length! Plumb the depths! Rise to the heights! Live full lives, full in the fullness of God.” Ephesians 3:16-19

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the dawn of a new day

As I watched the sunrise this morning on my run, I was more aware than ever of His unfailing love.  His new mercies.  His strength, and His love.  God alone is my Supply, my Source, my Sustainer.  Today is a big day.  very. big.  A good day. I ask for your prayers, and will surely talk to you later about it.  Just know, whatever you are facing, you do not face it alone.  He is with you. Have a great weekend.

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