Sunday, July 19, 2009

Our Peanut

We'll I'm still sick at 10.5 weeks. Each day I awake thinking "maybe today I'll get back my energy and stop getting sick." With Drew I wasn't sick more than a few days, with Gabe it was about a month. We're on week 8 with our little peanut with no end in sight. I'm exhausted, but that may be from having two energetic boys, two trips to Oregon in a month and putting our house on the market?

We had a great time in Oregon for our short visit. We're frantically getting the last minute house details completed so it can get put on the market the day we leave. We just finished painting the door black, adding brushed nickel accents, cleaning the carpets and floors, and re-painting the existing baseboards. I've also been cleaning up the garden and sprucing up the grounds with some new color. We've been so busy and things around here must know we're leaving because everything is breaking! John and I just laugh at the humor of it all.

One funny and quick story. We've been teaching Drew about all people being different in one way or another, which leads us to security at the airport last week. The boys and I were taking a little long going through security, so I offered to have the gentleman behind us go ahead. He politely obliged and walked up to the metal detectors. He then proceeded to take off his prosthetic arm and placed it onto the scanner. Drew was shocked to say the least, he then exclaimed with his mouth fallen, "Look mom, that guy can take his arm off?" What is that?" I explained that it was a prosthetic arm which helps people use their arms when they loose their limb. He then exclaimed to the gentleman, "that is so cool, I want one of those protective arms!" Drew still remembers the man with the "protective" arm and reminds me that we're all different in some way, that man was cool because he could take his arm off!

Thursday, July 9, 2009


Just a quick note (I'm procrastinating packing my things), we're headed for Oregon for a few days. Though I'd post that the baby looks great, john is convinced that we're having a girl after the ultra sound. He says I'm acting different with this baby? Could it be that it is the third so I know what to expect? I'm choosing not to guess and we'll all be surprised on October 2 when we get our next ultra sound. I'll post the cute pictures of our little peanut when I get back into town.

In the interim, please pray for our trip on the plane. Gabe has decided this week to start personalizing himself. He is now throwing objects in anger and having huge screaming tantrums when he doesn't get what he wants. Yesterday he threw a red car at his brothers head because he didn't want to share. Drew is just fine and learned a nice lesson on forgiveness. Gabe received some discipline and said "sorry" to his forgiving brother. Just last week Gabe was a sweet angel, my super easy child, now we get to have a wonderful 4 hours together on a plane with a hundred other people. Yes, please pray for us!

Thursday, July 2, 2009

Sweet Blessing of Prayer

When Drew was a baby I diligently taught him how to fold his hands to pray. By 18 months he could fold his hands and pray with the family all by himself. When little Gabe came along I was less than diligent about this habit, telling myself that he would pick it up as he saw it modeled. Life is busier with two and the days seemed to have less hours for teaching and instructing.

About a month ago, when Gabe was around 18 months, I noticed that when we were praying before supper little Gabe would folded his hands as if on cue. After the prayer he would give me a huge grin and then started to eat. As the months have progressed its been so cute to see how Gabe wants to be just like the rest of us, he always folds his hands and waits most of the time before eating. In fact he was so hungry the other night that while I was putting the food on the table Gabe yelled "Mama....." and then folded his hands in hopes of speeding up the preparation process.

Tonight as I prayed for my little man before bed I was humbled when I looked down from rocking and saw that Gabe had clasped his little hands together in prayer. He just knew by my voice that I was praying for him. I immediately thought of Deuteronomy 11:18-21, when we speak about the Lord in all that we do it is natural for our kids to imitate us. Prayer has become a natural and anticipated event in little Gabe's life. Children learn so much through observation, my kids daily challenge me to be a Christ model because as Ephesians 5:1 says, "Be imitators of God, therefore, as dearly loved children and live a life of love, just as Christ loved us and gave himself up for us as a fragrant offering and sacrifice to God." Christ was our ultimate example of how to live.

My prayer tonight is that I would be an example of Christ to the world & my family, that hypocrisy and selfishness would not be deeds of my flesh, but that I would exude the fruits of the spirit - Love, Joy, Peace, Patience, Kindness, Goodness, Faithfulness, Gentleness, & Self Control. Not only will these fruits change my life, but it will allow my children's lives to be changed as well. May my boys grow to not model me, but to model their Father who is in Heaven.

18 Fix these words of mine in your hearts and minds; tie them as symbols on your hands and bind them on your foreheads. 19 Teach them to your children, talking about them when you sit at home and when you walk along the road, when you lie down and when you get up. 20 Write them on the doorframes of your houses and on your gates, 21 so that your days and the days of your children may be many in the land that the LORD swore to give your forefathers, as many as the days that the heavens are above the earth.

Wednesday, July 1, 2009

Just when we had given up hope......

John had a promising interview today! It was for a 7th grade Math position in Fort Worth which lasted about 4 hours. We had given up hope of him getting any more interviews for this coming teaching year, even the one he landed today had 200 people apply for the one position. That is crazy! Please pray! We've been here so many times that I'm not getting excited, but John really wants this job. It is right up his league, its for a poor school in the heart of Fort Worth - all low income and 90% of the school children are minorities. They are looking for a teacher with a heart for kids, which John has really been praying he would find. He so wants to not just teach, but help change the lives of children. The position comes with a coaching job too which he willingly agreed to take assuming he was offered the job. He had three interviews today and even took a tour and met the head coach. We're suppose to find out late next week. Just in time for our first trip to Oregon.

I told John is would be like God to provide this job while we're in the process of downsizing and selling the house. Just God's way of showing us that we needed more Faith and that obedience, just like with Abraham sacrificing Isaac, needs to always be at the forefront of our heart - even when that obedience doesn't make sense.