And Then It Hits You…

There are moments that strike you when you love people.  Moments that tug at your heart, break your heart and bring tears to your eyes.  These moments could occur when you love the living, the healthy and whole, the sick, or those who go before you.  Each moment is precious.  This post is going to be about those moments with my children.

My adopted son…it was such a journey to bring him to our home.  There were MANY MANY heartaches along the way…including a little boy who didn’t make it to our home, but whom we still hold in prayer along with his family.  I look at my adopted son often while we are on adventures…days at the lake, days at the amusement park, camping…I think of where he could be if not with us.  It brings me joy to see him experiencing great things and even the “small things” like cuddling on the couch for movie night.  These things he may not have known if God hadn’t brought Him to us.  And where would we be without his smile, his laugh and his crazy energy?  How richly God has blessed us!  We had multitudes of people praying for him and God answered with His perfect plan.

My daughter who we feared would never come…not because she had health issues, but because we had already experienced a loss of a child and my pregnancy with her was a bit stressful.   She is all grace…she is sweet and caring and the moments that strike me are when she tells us of how she wants to please Jesus.  She approaches His feet with genuine requests and full belief.  She came a bit early and the doctors weren’t sure her lungs would be developed when she was born.  It makes me chuckle as I recall having those same multitudes pray for her lungs and she was THE LOUDEST baby I have ever heard.  😉

My youngest.  We had some scares with him.  The doctors were pretty convinced that he would be born with Trisomy or Down’s Syndrome or a heart defect.  He had all the warning signs.  We prayed and again asked all our family members and friends to pray for a miracle and he was healed…we believe he was healed.  Up until the last ultrasound (and there were a lot) the signs were still there for one of those issues and he was born perfectly healthy.  Those memories come back to me in a flash when I see him enjoying life, learning, running and laughing.  Those memories also flood me when I see others in the same place whose news did not turn out the same as ours.

I think God gave me these moments so I would not take them for granted…and I am afraid I still do at times.  But each smile and hug and laugh is precious and bring about more moments and memories.

Finally, my Joshua.  Joshua means The Lord is Salvation.  We prayed for his name and God gave us that name in a very unique way…it came in the mail.  True…very true.  Anyway, I am blessed to know that is the name He chose for my baby boy who went on before me.  So many moments remind me of him.  Of course, just like my other children, I think of him daily.  I don’t cry everyday, but there are still days that I cry for him or my heart breaks for him.  The typical days that bring a flood of memories include his birthday and holidays.  Certain songs will be a trigger as well.  Sometimes beautiful days, good family days and happy times trigger a twinge of sadness also, because I wonder what he would be like or how he would add to our family.  Yesterday was pregnancy and infant loss awareness day…I pray for all who have lost children for any reason at any age.

Despite the ups and downs, the joys and heartbreaks, and even the times when we fell apart…we are richly blessed.  God has given us joy in each of our children.  Each and every one is precious and brings special and sacred memories.  Sometimes going through the days these memories just hit me and I know I have been blessed and that my Lord and Savior holds these children in the palm of His hand.

 

10.5.12

15 He said to them, “Go into all the world and preach the gospel to all creation. 16 Whoever believes and is baptized will be saved, but whoever does not believe will be condemned.

Mark 16:15-16

 

Today was a very sweet day for me as I was able to witness my children share the gospel with their friend.  They did a great job.  They kindly spoke the truth.  It was a very precious moment and I was blessed to be a part of it.

200

Welcome to my 200th post!  I had taken a little break from the daily blogging to spend some quality time with family and such.  But now I am back for my 200th post (plus a couple extras a snuck in right before adding this one).  And so that being said here are some things that I have learned since blogging, not because of my blog, but just because God is allowing me to learn and I am blessed by Him!

* God is more than enough!  Of course I have known this for awhile, but He continues to remind me gently, and yes boldly sometimes, that He is the center of everything and I only need Him, His approval, His blessings, His gifts.

* Family is everything (after God).  Again, something I have known, but as each day passes I cherish more and more the moments with my family…immediate and extended.  These are the people that live life with you and the people that share the best memories with you (along with the hardest struggles)… and the people I hope to spend eternity with someday.

* Some of my friends are as close as family and so all that I wrote in the previous paragraph applies.

* Stuff is burdensome.  Again, already known, again, each day I realize more and more.  I want to instill in my kids right now how silly stuff can be…but they are so young.  I loved my family when I was their age, just like they love theirs, but they do love their prize possessions as well.  I hope they learn (and really know) earlier than later that their most prized possessions are Our Lord and Savior and the people He put in our lives.

* My body is what it is and if it changes, it doesn’t change what is inside.  This is an enormous lesson learned…and still being learned.  I am not a big person, but I have my areas of complaint physically.  I have gone down and back up 20 pounds in the last 3 years, but I was ok before losing the weight.  Now that I am back up, even though I know I am ok, I still struggle with wanting to be less.  I am battling the fact that I can eat almost anything I want and stay at the size I am at now, which is not a bad size, but may not be the healthiest choice in the world.  OR I can eat a lot less and go down a size, but I would look a little better and be a lot healthier.  Being an active person tempts me to want to just stay at my size, so that is my daily struggle.  Wow…see you can tell I am still learning, but at the end of the day I know my husband loves me either way, I am pretty healthy either way, and I should be working more on changing the inside of me.

* It is just as hard to change the inside of a person as it is to change the outside and it is SO MUCH more important to focus on the inside.  Old habits die hard and are not easy to forego.

* Only the red ICE drinks explode when you open them…the others don’t…why is that?  (I had to throw something light in my life lessons rambling…but it is true).

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All miles are not created equal and other random thoughts…

Some thoughts of the day…

“It never fails!”

The kids will be playing like angels all day long, with me and independently, and as soon as I pick up the phone a “crisis” breaks out.

“Wow…great trick!”

We were doing ice cube melting experiments and my youngest put his on a small stool in front of the refrigerator.  In my hurriedness of the day, I completely forgot about it and walked right into it kicking the stool across the kitchen.  I turned back to see the cup sitting perfectly upright, not spilled right below where it was on the stool.  I love when things work out that way.  🙂

“*sigh*”

Thighs and toilet seats just don’t make a good combination.

“Vanilla almond milk is better to clean”

After my youngest threw it up all over the couch from being in so much pain with his ear infection, I realized that I preferred it over normal child stomach yuckiness.  It is sad that I am comparing in this area, but such is life.

“I should have known”

When my youngest (he has had a busy week) fell asleep sitting straight up crammed in the corner of the grocery cart that he would wake up with an illness the next day.

“All miles are not created equal”

I ran my first 10 miles in a nice flat neighborhood with sidewalks and trails.  I ran my second 10 mile run on the road full of hills (mostly small hills, but a hill is a hill) and wow my time and my body noticed the difference!  

Priceless Words

Here are a few of my favorite kid quotes.  These are NOT from forwards, these are from my own kiddos mouths over the years.

  • When my daughter was trying to realize that the chicken “with eyes” and the chicken on your plate are the same, I tried to point out to her that we eat all things like chicken, fish, cows, etc…and my son jumps in and says, “yeah, like Monkey Bread.”

 

  • My son brought me a toy to fix.  I still don’t know what was wrong with it.  But, I looked it over and did something to “fix” it.  He runs to his siblings and says, “Mommy touched it and it is all fixed!”

 

  • My daughter, when my husband was sick, told him he would get better because “when you are sick God touches your back and you get better.  When I was sick God touch-ed my back and made me better.”

 

  • My son, “Mommy its stuck, I can’t get my achoo out.”  (when he couldn’t sneeze)

 

  • My son asked his grandpa how he was and Grandpa was silly and said , “wonderful and beautiful and great and…”  Then my son says, “You don’t have a skirt.  You can’t be beautiful without a skirt!”