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the telling

Friday, May 18th, 2007

There is little that is harder than calling your mom who lives 2,000 some miles away and saying, “The doctor thinks it looks like lymphoma.” Even harder is calling your dad who is only 20 miles away and can’t drive and say the same thing.
The list of calls you have to make seems a mile long and you have to pray for strength even if you are only leaving a message on an answering machine. The telling is not the easiest thing.

Must Read

Monday, April 30th, 2007

I don’t get to read many blogs at this stage in my life although I’m hoping that will change soon. But here is one you must read by my pal, Tiff.

a day in the life

Monday, April 23rd, 2007

There are times when I think I need to blog/write more about a day in the life of a family with a child that has Asperger’s. But…often I am so caught up in the emotion and the turmoil that I just need to escape it for a bit. Thus I blog about inconsequential things or books.
Oprah had a special about autism on a few weeks ago. One of the parents made a statement that I’d like to put out here as an example of a day in the life – A bad is a bad day and a good day is a bad day waiting to happen.
That sounds so…pessimistic. But I understand. I am at the point where I’m afraid to be hopeful anymore. Because while hope in God is good. Hope in this ever changing beast – this disorder -is not possible. It is hard to find hope in every day life. It can be done, but when you are emotionally and physically drained some times it seems beyond your ken.
I’ll blog more about the good side of Asperger’s, but I needed to say this today.

food for thought

Sunday, August 27th, 2006

I’ve already mentioned this awesome book I read this summer – Honey for a Child’s Heart, but I wanted to share some more quotes and ideas from it because it was rich!
“If you must make a fresh decision each day whether you will read the Scriptures and when you will read them, the Bible will probably not be read very often. Increasingly, the family life of believers has little to distinguish it from secular family life.” ~ Gladys Hunt

the quiet one or hitting my head against the wall

Tuesday, June 20th, 2006

sometimes you just click along in life thinking you’ve got it all together and then WHAM…God smacks you upside the head and says, “Hey, you, who do you think you are?”
Ok, maybe he doesn’t do it quite that way. Usually it is my humaness that makes me WHAM right into something like a weakness and I stumble and reel. And God just shakes his head and says, “My child, what were you thinking? Did you really think you were immune this time?”
So He gently brushes me off and glues me back together. Or like right now I’m still sitting here a little stunned and trying to think what I could have done to not have run into this wall AGAIN. WHAM. I’m tired of getting bruises in the same places.
You know I had this cat when I was a little girl that lost hair in the same spot from hitting its head against the door. I always wondered why it didn’t learn that if it hit its head against the door it would hurt and it would lose its hair.
I guess me in my humaness. I am a lot like my cat, Sylvia, banging my head against my weakness and sin. God wants to remove that stumbling block. But I just keep thinking if I bang my head against it long enough it will go away. But all I will have is a bruised noggin and patches of hair. Do you know why Sylvia would bump against that door? Because she wanted out?
Lord, I want out of this burden sin. I am free. I want to live free. Open the door for me. I cannot do it alone.

It is a brand new day

Monday, June 12th, 2006

It is a brand new day with no mistakes in it. Yet. But the kids are back from their dad’s so I’m sure that mistakes are in the making. There are days when my parenting seems to be one big mistake, but I wouldn’t trade it for the world.
No matter how painful the last 8 years have been and no matter how hard the next 10 plus plus may be, I am so glad for them. Do you know why? I have learned so much about the height, the width and the depth of God’s love for us through parenting.
God has no limits. We have limits, but God…our Abba, Father. Our Daddy has no limits. He does not tire. He does not grow weary.
Who would you rather have pick you up when you skin your knee? The limited earthly parent whose had a bad day or the unlimited God who knows no bounds?
How great is our God! His mercies endure forever!

restless

Monday, June 5th, 2006

i am restless in my spirit and that generally means that God is stiring something up inside me. something needs to change. a habit needs to go. something needs to be tossed on the funeral pyre.
why is it so hard to let go of things that aren’t good for us? why is it so hard to take up our cross and follow him? Consider it joy! *smacks head on desk*
Enough by Jeremy Camp
All of you is more than enough for all of me
For every thirst and every need
You satisfy me with your love
And all I have in you is more than enough
You are my supply
My breath of life
Still more awesome than I know
You are my reward
Worth living for
Still more aweesome than I know
And all of you is more than enough for all of me
For every thirst and every need
You satisfy me with your love
And all I have in you is more than enough
You are my supply
My breath of life
Still more awesome than I know
You’re my coming King
You’re my everything
Still more awesome than I know
And all of you is more than enough for all of me
For every thirst and every need
You satisfy me with your love
And all I have in you is more than enough
More than all I am
More than all I need
You are more than enough for me
More than all I know
More than all I can say
You are more than enough
And all of you is more than enough for all of me
For every thirst and every need
You satisfy me with your love
And all I have in You is more than enough

Spirit of the living God, fall fresh on me
Spirit of the living God, fall fresh on me
Melt me, mold me, fill me, use me
Spirit of the living God, fall fresh on me

there has never been a doubt

Tuesday, May 23rd, 2006

does it ever just blow your mind that God has a plan for you and for your life. a plan that is bigger than you ever imagined. i have this really bad habit of limiting God, but something i’ve learned over the past year and a half or so is that God is big and if you don’t place him in a box, well, he will blow your socks off.
“There has never been the slightest doubt in my mind that the God who started this great work in you would keep at it and bring it to a flourishing finish on the very day Christ Jesus appears.” ~ Philippians 1:6 The Message
Here’s to having our socks blown off by God. Glory!

halvsies or living an abundant life

Thursday, May 18th, 2006

I call this picture…

Living an abundant life
I have this thing…I don’t know how to do things by half measure. Like my hair. That hat while i look tres cute in it covers a hair that is orange. Orange, I tell you. First I had pink hair in honor of Dana’s cancerversary. Then I needed to go back to a “normal” hair color. Do I do it the normal way? No! Before the orange hair I had fire engine red hair only where the hair had been pink. You could see me across a crowded gym. I called it my technicolor nightmare hair.
The same thing can be said of other situations in my life. I don’t just walk down the stairs. I fall and break my ankle. Or instead of having bronchitis I have a large blood clot in my lung.
I cannot do things by halves. My highs are high. And my lows are lows. And it has gotten worse since the hospital stay. I have more highs and they are higher. Do you know why? I cannot do things by halves. I am alive. I am breathing. God has deemed that I need to be on this earth a little bit longer and I need to LIVE.
“Give, and it will be given to you. A good measure, pressed down, shaken together and running over, will be poured into your lap. For with the measure you use, it will be measured to you.” ~ Luke 6:38
“I am the gate; whoever enters through me will be saved. He will come in and go out, and find pasture. The thief comes only to steal and kill and destroy; I have come that they may have life, and have it to the full.” ~ John 10:9-10

soliloquy

Monday, May 15th, 2006

Grace Like Rain
by Todd Agnew
Amazing grace, how sweet the sound
That saved a wretch like me
I once was lost but now I’m found
Was blind but now I see so clearly
Hallelujah, grace like rain falls down on me
Hallelujah, all my stains are washed away, washed away
‘Twas grace that taught my heart to fear
And grace my fears relieved
How precious did that grace appear
The hour I first believed
Hallelujah, grace like rain falls down on me
Hallelujah, all my stains are washed away, washed away
When we’ve been there ten thousand years
Bright shining as the sun
We’ve no less days to sing Your praise
Than when we first begun