It’s Time to Remember

Amazingly, it’s time to remember…to really recall what the Lord has done for our family.  One year ago today, March 12th, we were moving back into this house.  Not just moving IN here, but moving OUT of our “dream home.”

You can read the whole post from March 30th 2011.  What started as a “dream” turned into restless days and nights as we knew we were off course and needed God’s major help.  We prayed Daniel 9:18 often, “…we are not presenting our supplications before You on account of any merits of our own, but on account of Your great compassion.”

We had set our sights on the temporal.

We worked hard for what we wanted.

I wanted a place we would call HOME forever…a place my kids would come home to for years and years and years….

Josh did a great job with details.  He spent many, many hours at the house during construction.  He spent lots of money to make it what we wanted.

At the time we didn’t have a clue at what kind of adventure we were in for…the route we had chosen, what God had allowed in our life, the lessons we would learn…the hard way.  There were many seasons we experienced during our stay on Gantt Road.  Spring, summer, fall, and winter—-physically and spiritually.

I can truly say that I am thankful for the journey we took to this house, even though we didn’t stay there.  What happened there is nothing short of a miracle and opened up amazing ways for God to show Himself to be extremely personal, overwhelmingly gracious, unquestionably holy, and able to redeem any situation for His great glory.

Just this morning….and just like God…I was reading in Nehemiah where the people were gathered listening to Ezra read the law, which they had wandered from as a people for many years.  They were all gathering back into HOME and realigning themselves with God’s Word.  They read “how the Lord had commanded through Moses that the sons of Israel should live in booths during the feast of the seventh month.”  In Leviticus 23:43 you can read that this feast is called The Feast of Booths where the sons of Israel live in booths (tents) to remind them of how the Lord had delivered His people from their wanderings and out of Egypt.  Here’s what Kelly Minter says about it:  “Though Israelites had regularly celebrated the Feast of Tabernacles, which was a time of harvest and celebration, they had not been observing the part about living in booths.  But this was vital to their experience because it was a tangible reminder of how the Israelites had once lived when they wandered through the wilderness.”

I just loved reading about this this morning because here in our home we are doing this same thing—Remembering the faithfulness of our God that led us out to lead us in and to remember the amazing work He did withIN our hearts.  He has continued to be extremely personal, overwhelmingly gracious, unquestionably holy and able to redeem.  And just like in the days of Nehemiah, “There was great rejoicing.”  We are rejoicing around here these days.  So thankful the Lord doesn’t give up on his stubborn people.

Psalm 130:7  “O, Israel/Kristy, hope in the Lord; for with the Lord there is lovingkindness, And with Him is abundant redemption.”

Sobering

I read an article this morning from FOX NEWS that told of a prisoner that faces execution because he believes in Jesus as the one true God.  I’ve seen his face and prayed for him.  We have posted him on our bulletin board to remind us that we need to pray for him. In fact, I am unsure of exactly  what to do with the verse that tells us to pray for those imprisoned as if we ourselves were there.

Hebrews 13:3  ” Remember the prisoners, as though in prison with them, and those who are ill-treated, since you yourselves also are in the body.”

FROM FOX.COM by Lisa Daftari: “Supporters fear Youcef Nadarkhani, a 34-year-old father of two who was arrested over two years ago on charges of apostasy, may now be executed at any time without prior warning, as death sentences in Iran may be carried out immediately or dragged out for years.”

The picture is sobering.  He’s Josh’s age.  She’s likely my age.  The boys could be playmates with my kids.  This is a real family, standing strong for what they know is true.  I will pray for them today.  I will wrestle with Hebrews 13:3 today.  I hope you will, too.

 

 

Blessed….

Monday was President’s Day, and I was BLESSED to have the day “off.”  My sweet friend, Melissa, and her husband, Mr. Bill, offered to keep our kids the whole day!!!  They are out of school for Winter Break.  I had no idea how wonderful my day alone would be!  I am so appreciative for friends who love us and love our kids…and whom we love.  We’ve known the Barsh’s for about 10 years.  They’ve been in Sunday School with us for that amount of time.  We both have two girls and a boy who are all born very close to one another.  It works so nicely when they get together.  Everyone has a friend with which to play.  Nice.

Melissa sent me some pictures from their fun-filled day.  And it was fun-filled.  Our kids were up and ready to go EARLY.  They have never gotten dressed, brushed their teeth and eaten their breakfast so quickly.  And just like the Barsh’s, they were so ready for my three to come over…popsicles, sidewalk chalk, brownies, wii, and more!  They had a blast!

Aren’t they all so cute together?  I love it.  Thank you, Melissa and Bill!!!  I enjoyed my day of fun errands, shopping, breakfast and dinner out with Josh, and long pockets of silence.  It was much needed.  We love you guys!

Friday

We had a full week of school, which included a fun Valentine’s Day and a field trip for the girls to the Atlanta Ballet’s SNOW WHITE performance.  They had a blast!  Mack and Russell stayed here and played—and played hard!!  It is so different around here when it’s just boys.  Lots of grunting and attacking the “bad people”….whoever they are.  

There’s a Valentine post in my head…and even pictures.  Maybe I will get around to posting it this weekend…..

Mack’s commentary

Well, after one week—and as we begin our second week of this schedule and of the kid’s chores–Mack let me know his opinion.

It was time for him to go to his room for a “rest time.”  They had just finished doing some of their chores.  It was not time to eat anything, so I was saying NO to a snack.

He fell of the floor and said, “I just wish you’d never thought of this!!!!”

“Thought of what, Mack??,”  I asked.

“Thought of all this stuff to do, all this work!!!!  I just…I just WISH YOU WOULD SAY THAT YOU GIVE UP!”

Oh my goodness.  He wishes I would say that I give up.  Lord only knows how many times I have felt that way, but I will not give up.  I will endure.

I hope.  🙂

Things Around Here

I’m tempted to just blab and blab about what I’ve been doing the past few days, but I suppose that I should test it out and then report back with lots more information.  I will, however, say that I have been scrutinizing our daily schedule, writing down ideas for keeping Mack occupied (as opposed to just shoo-ing him away from me and the girls during school), taking notes of chores and which ones need to be done daily and which ones are sufficient to be done twice a week or so and dividing up the chores for which one best fits the kid….and thinking of where the best places are for breaks, time alone, time for reading, etc.

See, a friend of mine told me about a book called Managers of the Home by the Maxwells.  It is fantastic.  I find myself wondering why in the world I haven’t been doing this all along…and this isn’t the only area I feel this way about.  I was just sharing with the Lord the other day how I feel behind in almost every area of life.  I learn something and think, “Shouldn’t I already know this????”

Anyway, it’s been quite a full few days for me as I try and put together a “Master List Schedule” for the kids and me and for putting together chore badges the kids will wear every day.  I was finding that I was SO TIRED of repeating myself over and over about what to do OR when I would ask a child why something wasn’t done, their response was usually, “OH, I forgot.”  Yeah, right.  But I was trying to give them the benefit of the doubt, so they would always have another chance to do what was left undone.  I was just usually extremely frustrated by noon!  We are talking about basics—making bed, brushing teeth, brushing hair, putting pajamas in the right place, etc.

I knew that if I was going to continue to teach and train my kids here at home, with me being their primary teacher, then I had to get some things under control.  I couldn’t keep saying the same things and stay sane.  I couldn’t feel bitterness raise its ugly head every time I saw a mom or a pair of moms exercising by walking in the neighborhood at 11:00.  I couldn’t get to the end of the day and wonder why I hadn’t gotten one-on-one time for reading with each kid or wonder why Family Devotion time was so hard to fit into the evenings or why I was always left in the kitchen to clear the table when I have three able-bodied children that can do it!

Enter THE MASTER SCHEDULE where every minute of your day (almost) is assigned with a task.  And I am NOT a high maintenance, high strung, structured kind of gal…but this doesn’t make me feel that way either.  It just helps me make the most of my day and accomplish goals without stressing, and actually do more than I had been doing and all the while training my kids in chores and modeling for them order!!!  Yay.  That makes me so happy.

Enter CHORE BADGES.  I hope they turn my life around.  I really do.  And I’ll tell you if it all goes as well as I am hoping.  No more ranting and raving and repeating.  They have a stack of cards that are numbered and labeled with what to do and when to do it.  They just have to read it and move it to the back of the stack when they are done.

simple.  Now please don’t judge if this is so simple and every mom in the universe already knows about this because the Duggers do it.  I don’t know the Duggers ( though I hear they are a fabulous family) because we don’t have cable.  I am a little behind on the latest and greatest in that area, so just bear with me.

Here are some pictures from around here:

Mack with his chore badge....he's excited about it.

 

Me with my "Master Schedule"----oh how I hope this helps us!

 

A bright spot in my kitchen–thanks to my darling husband.

In our daily Bible reading time we are reading through ESTHER.  The girls loved RUTH and this book seems to keep their attention, too.  I love to hear Ruby’s commentary on things like the 12 years of beauty treatment for the ladies….or about Haman wanting to kill all the Jews.  That girl has got some opinions.

Molly manages to do her school work AND care for her baby all day.  Such a little multi-tasker!

Last night the kids were watching a movie with Josh and, evidently, there was a rich family on the movie.  Ruby said, “I sure hope I have a lot of money like that when I get older.”  Josh said, “Well, it’s not always what you think.”  Ruby asked him what he meant.  He went on the answer her with some Bible truths about how not sometimes being wealthy can be a stumbling block and how it is always better to be rich in faith than rich in material stuff since it will go away…..and more stuff like that.  Molly had been listening and then asked with much doubt in her voice as to whether he knew what he was saying, “Dad, how do you know that since you have never been rich?”

I burst into laughter.  What a funny little girl.  Josh then shared with her that in the grand scheme of things, we are rich–materially and spiritually.  Ruby then disagreed and said that being rich meant you had servants and lived in a castle.

Oh, dear.  These kids are too much.

 

11 years and still Loving.

2011

Today marks 11 years of wedded bliss between Josh and me.  I “cheesed” it up and wrote a little poem for him and attached it to a small shovel.  We’ve talked about how we can look back and see how we’ve lived life more on the surface than digging deep…playing it “safe” instead of risking all of our small plans for whatever it is that the Lord might have for us.  I do pray we have the next 11+ years to dig deep into life together.

Eleven Years of Digging and Living Life with You

We married at age 23 in 2001. Little did we realize, the fun had just begun!

We worked, we played, we payed the rent on a sweet, one-bedroom apartment;

(Weren’t those years so dear?)

Then in time we signed the line–(our address is here) Trail– excited for the next fun chapter of our fairytale.

First, Ruby. Then, Molly. And then came Mack! One thing is certain–for babies, we did not lack!

In searching for the next big thing, we set our sights on MORE– then the Lord used restlessness to show us He had a better plan in store.

We lost your mom to Heaven–the loss too much to comprehend, but once again, our Heavenly Father showed Himself to be the One on Whom we could depend.

God has shaped us in ways we never might have chosen, but I love the way He has woven the ups and downs of all of life because He’s made us a better husband and wife.

The shovel is to be a symbol of the goal for (Lord-willing) all the years to come. Let’s go deeper, stay off the surface as we live this life as one.

HAPPY ANNIVERSARY, JOSHUA LEE!

1997

 

2001

Tongue is a Fire

This morning I read in James regarding the tongue, “With it we bless our Lord and Father, and with it we curse men, who have been made in the likeness of God;  from the same mouth come both blessing and cursing.  My brethren, these things ought not to be this way.  Does a fountain send out from the same opening both fresh and bitter water?”

I thought of my words over the last week…let’s not even reflect on the last month, for that might be a bit much for me to take.  I can see some “old habits” creeping back into my daily life.  Things like self-pity–all those “Woe is me” statements that come so easily out of my mouth.  And then there are the  harsh statements I send in my kids direction–“What are you thinking?????”  or  “You are making me CRAZY!”  or  “Do you see how much work you are causing me by your sillyness???”  Don’t even make me talk about my tone.

BIG SIGH.  (It’s right here that I might want to just go back to bed and pull the covers up over my head and stay there in my failure.)

I asked myself– What kind of water is flowing from the fountain of my heart?  It takes a direct route through my tongue.

Just like in Exodus when Moses was shown by the Lord a tree to throw into the bitter waters of Marah to make them sweet, the Lord wants to show me my bitter words so that He can fill me and make them sweet.  Left to myself, there’s no telling what might come out of my mouth!  But filled with the Holy Spirit of God and keeping in step with Him, my heart will be in a place that only sweet water can flow.  I’m praying that today what I hear coming out of my mouth today will be a result of a heart change, a heart healing by my Redeemer.  I’ll be grateful.  And so will my kids.

Life is moving on…

Well, well, well…January is about to be over, which is just crazy to me.  Time is such a weird thing.

And here I am trying to catch up on my blog, just wanting to update on our family for our remembrance because things change quickly around here and the kids are growing like weeds.  Mack will be five in about eight weeks, which is just so strange to me.  I’ll deal with the fact that my baby is so not a baby some other time.

Let’s see….January started with that one great home school day we had.  I recorded what we did in hopes to duplicate it for many days.  That did not happen.  Not even a little bit.

My grandfather passed away on the 7th, so I went to Augusta for about four emotionally draining days.  Whew.  Deaths are difficult enough.  Add a little drama and you can find yourself mentally exhausted.  Those days, though, have really been helping me think about some life issues and challenged me to examine the way I “do life.”

We got home and tried to get back into our routine, which did eventually happen.

Josh and I will officially be married 11 years on Friday, but we celebrated last weekend since it didn’t work out for us to be together on the actual date.  It was a fun time away.  I really enjoy spending time with him.  He’s such a good husband and my very best friend.

This week we’ve been doing school and doctoring some strep throat.

Let me see if I can give some personal little updates:

Ruby is SUCH a first born.  I love watching her and the way she bosses leads the others.  She loves to wrestle and run and chase and push.  Quite the aggressive one if you don’t watch her.  She likes to sleep alone (as opposed to how the other two love to sleep in the same room).  She is getting so much better at her math.  She still loves to read.  She still hates taking medicine.  She loves desserts, hates most real food.  She is quiet if I have her one on one, but comfortably so…just likes being with me and doesn’t need constant conversation.  She memorizes well and loves, loves, loves to sing out of the hymn book (whether she knows the tune or not).  She always puts up some sort of argument about why she shouldn’t have to go to bed.  She’s gonna play soccer starting in March.

Molly is a sweet middle child, just like her Mama was.  heehee…..Really, she is sweet to the others, but if you get her mad she really has quite a mean tone of voice that, unfortunately, she really did get from me.  Yikes.  She is growing her hair out to go down to her ankles, or so she says.  She always wants to help me in the kitchen, and she does a good job….she’ll fix breakfast three out of five mornings. She  uses a cane to walk even though she doesn’t need one.  She asked for a wheelchair for her birthday.  (don’t know what that is about)  She can still throw herself on the ground with no control of her limbs when things aren’t going her way.  It’s quite scary.  She helps Mack with anything he asks her to.

And Mack–He is rotten.  There is really no way around it.  Sweet?  Absolutely!!  Funny?  You bet!!!  Rotten?  Yes.  I just love watching him be “all boy.”  Just this past week he had a friend over, and I loved seeing him play so well with Lincoln.  They fought with swords, played with trucks and just had a good time together.  I took them to the Dollar Store and Wal-Mart to pick out a toy.  They liked that!  Mack LOVES the Dollar Store.  He gets little men wrestlers and plays with them. ??  He still thinks he is too little to do any jobs.  I’ll ask him to put away his pajamas or try to make his bed and he says, “But I’m just a little boy” or “I’m your baby.”  What a stinker!!!  He likes to tell Ruby that she is not in charge of him.  He says that little statement often….”YOU are not in CHARGE of MEEEEE!!!!!”  He eats too much junk.  Candy is his friend…gummy bears, peppermints, gum, sweet tarts….you name it, he likes it.

Josh is traveling fairly regularly for this and that.  Each week I have a suitcase to unload, it seems.  He is still teaching Sunday School at this season of life, which makes for almost 10 years of teaching Young Adults.  He loves it.  He still has a great attitude about most every situation we might find ourselves in, which is a priceless gift.  I can tell you the worst thing that can happen….and I can tell you in record time.  He doesn’t work that way….thank the Lord!  We surely don’t need two of me.  He enjoys playing wii with the kids…and beating them.  He still doesn’t know where the laundry basket is after all these years….oh wait, it’s so close to our anniversary….I better be nice.  In all seriousness, he is such a great husband and Daddy and provider and leader of our home.  I am blessed beyond belief with him.

So there’s a little update.  I’m sure you were dying to hear all about us.  Now here are some pictures:

Are these not the cutest little friends?  They were so kind to each other and really seemed to just enjoy being together.  So cute!

Annie

Josh took Ruby and Molly to see ANNIE at The Fox Theatre tonight.  They were so excited!!

I stayed home with Mack.  His friend came over to hang out with us.  We ate spaghetti and took a trip to the Dollar Store and Wal-Mart and then to McDonalds for a milkshake.  I’ll have to post some pictures later (my camera battery died in mid-download) and tell some of the stories of hanging out with those two boys.  They were ALL boy!  You’d never know that Mack is over run with girls most of the time…except for the fact that he is so compassionate and aware of other people’s feelings….not a bad character at all.

Can’t wait to hear how the girls enjoyed ANNIE!