Thursday, February 4, 2016

Letter of Acceptance

Today we received the verbal "Letter of Acceptance" from Timothy's country.  We take a breath and realize our son will not be an orphan for much longer.  A couple months and he will be in our arms.  God has been very clear and we wait on Him for provision.  Thank you for joining us on this journey.  We ask for prayer...and PRAISE...because we KNOW our Heavenly Father is leading.

Where He leads we will follow.

To God be the Glory....

Wednesday, January 27, 2016

But Grace....

Grace...hard to give at times.  I guess even hard to receive at times, but I'm learning.

The phone rang early, an accented voice spoke on the line.  They were confirming a delivery of an appliance (someone purchased a new one for us...such a sweet blessing)...only they were concerned.  It didn't come with a cord and it hadn't been ordered.


Ummmm...what do you do with an appliance that has no cord?

But GRACE....

Okay, the sales guy pulled a blooper.  I've done that MANY times...too many to count.

Anna and Jael then woke up sick, with signs of our "arch nemesis" Strep.
(I will say Strep gets no grace from me.)

We headed clinic after eating.  My mom wanted to come with us and treat us to a drive-thru breakfast. It was a specific one that had the gluten free that we HAVE to have (unless we want flying hyenas in our gut).

Food...we do food.

At the drive-thru they didn't have the first item we ordered...or the second...or the third.  The effort made by the employee was somewhat minimal.

But I have had those days...oh yes I have...exhausted...stressed...probably had someone talk unkindly.

But GRACE.....

We hit the clinic and headed to Wal-Mart to pick up some popsicles for sore throats.

I ran in really quick, but had to turn around shortly.  I got a call that there was Wal-Mart management at our car.


I come out and apparently someone had said they saw kids in a running car alone.  Granted, the back tinted windows make it so you can't see inside.  They couldn't see the grown-up (that was there in case you are wondering ;-) ).  I opened the door and showed them said grown-up.  Yes, my kids are always supervised.  I have two sick children and didn't want to haul everyone inside.

They were kind.  They were being safe.

Part of me wanted to get frustrated.  I guess almost offended.  I don't mind if someone doesn't like me because my life doesn't reflect the world.  No biggy.  I just don't want someone to see our "Mobile Ark" of a van and think I would ever leave my kids in any unsafe situation.  I felt like I did something wrong when I 100% didn't.  It crossed my mind that every time this person saw our unmistakable van they would think I was not a good mom.


Sigh....groan...shoot....deep breath....but GRACE.

Okay, I'm thankful, if someone suspects ANY child is alone in a car that they tell someone.  They did what would be right.  Benjamin probably, in his friendly way, stuck his face to the glass...knocked...and waved.  They couldn't see any grown-ups, since the car was locked and they were sitting next to Benjamin (not in the front)...and are short (hee hee).

I asked the management to thank the customer for being concerned and explain.

But GRACE....

God reminded me this morning.  Give grace as you want to receive it.

It was little stuff...little big deal.

Yet (not said to brag on myself, but GOD) grace took what could be frustration/negative/complaints and changed it to a good day, a day of forgiveness, and a day of encouragement.

Grace is cool that way, when we apply it like we are given it.

Let me tell you, I'm given it daily.  I'm not proud of that, but it's true.

I long for the day I don't fall short.  That's not the way it is though.

I sin.  I'm impatient at times.  There are days I'm forgetful.  I try to do the right things and do the wrong ones.  I get angry.  I make wrong choices.  I give into temptation.

I do

Yet thankfully, my Savior died for me.


"For it is by grace you have been saved, through faith—and this is not from yourselves, it is the gift of God— not by works, so that no one can boast." Ephesians 2:8-9

"The Word became flesh and made his dwelling among us. We have seen his glory, the glory of the one and only Son, who came from the Father, full of grace and truth." John 1:14

Tuesday, January 26, 2016

Unbearable Pain to Unfathomable Beauty

It was early this morning that my kids slept in AND I was actually awake and not deep in prayer or study.  Basically, a mommy miracle (smile).  I wasn't even in the bathroom.

I, wait for it, had time to read an article.  I know, your jaw is on the floor.

This quote hit me in the heart and is traveling to the gut.

"It may be unfulfilled, it may be unrestored, but anything that's shattered that's laid before the Lord will not be unredeemed."

I don't even know this song, but it got me chewing.

So many hurting.  So many broken.  So many lost.

It can seem overwhelming.


God can redeem situations that seem hopeless.  God can restore relationships that are broken beyond recognition.  God can even lead us to let go, which may seem impossible.

In this case (that I was reading about this morning) He took the death (an accident) of this woman's young special needs sister and used it for place on her life a calling.  This calling was to care for babies in hospice...babies whose lives on earth would be short.

Unbearable pain to unfathomable beauty.

God is so good at this.

So tonight, I may not be very deep or insanely cleaver, but I'm sitting here chewing on those song lyrics.

"It may be unfulfilled, it may be unrestored, but anything that's shattered that's laid before the Lord will not be unredeemed."

"For you know that it was not with perishable things such as silver or gold that you were redeemed from the empty way of life handed down to you from your ancestors,  but with the precious blood of Christ, a lamb without blemish or defect." 1 Peter 1:18-19

Sunday, December 27, 2015


I have talked to Bambi.  For those of you who haven't read the last post, there were a series of tornadoes near here.  They were the closest we've ever seen.  We spent some time huddling in the bathroom too.

My daughter's coworker and her family lost everything.  She, her husband, two sons, brother, and father had no warning besides the sound of the tornado.  That they survived is a miracle.

Some have asked how they can help.  They are in shock right now.  They have to absorb this...process.

There is a way that those near and far can help.

The events of last night were terrifying.    Their immediate needs are food and clothes, but roads to get them things are just not really readily passable.  It will take a couple of days.  They are staying at an uncle fairly far away and yes, insurance will step up, but that can take a bit of time.

Email gift cards are the easiest thing to do at this point.  This way they can get what they need as they realize they need it.

IF you would like to help in this way, email me at everlasting_momentum(at) and I will get you the details.

Saturday, December 26, 2015


My daughter (Sarah) has a coworker that lost all their physical possessions to a tornado tonight.  She (Bambi), her husband, and two sons only have the clothes on their back.  We praise that they are okay, but this is rough stuff.  If I find a way we can all help, I will post.  Please pray for their family.

Our future daughter-in-law (Elizabeth) was at work around the area of were much of the damage took place, but is okay.

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