Friday, December 29, 2006

Christmas

I'm sure many of you out there are possibly recovering from the wonderful, yet very hectic Christmas day. Now, I'm thankful that I've had three days to recover before our Marathon picks back up. Families are a blessing but it can get a bit much. I sat down and totaled up the amount of Christmas's Michael myself and the kids have and still have to go. 8 total this year and we cut out 2 or 3 don't remember.
Brief run down:

Dec 23. 9 a.m. Teresa and John Blackaby's house (My mom)
Wonderful had breakfast. Let Lydia take short nap and was overall calm. My sister Andrea, Stepbrother Joshua and stepsister Jordan, were there, Minus Adam and his wife they are expecting Jan. 21 at Fort Lewis, WA.

2 p.m. Farm Bureo Building Jenkins's Family (Michael's Dad's side)
hectic. All smoking done outside of building (thankfully). Michael's cousin Randy informed all that she is expecting twins in May. Michael's cousin Dillian 8th grade fell off skate board, hurt elbow. Gabriel walked into one of the metal support beams that run from ceiling to floor. Grew third eyeball. (OK now) Michael's uncle Stacey refrained this year from fist fight with his brothers. Instead yelled.

Dec 24. 10 a.m. Antioch Mills Christain Church
Wonderful sermon. I loved way it was done from point of view. wonderful pick me up. Gabriel gave Em her present and received a Kiss in return. I couldn't help but laugh. Michael said you couldn't get better in laws.

4:30 p.m. Childer's family Aunt Bridgette's house's
Hectic. Michael's younger cousin's followed Lydia around like she was a live baby doll. I was alerted to her every move though. Everyone kept feeding Lydia and she got a stomach ache. Michael's cousin Tina showed up with a guy and informed everyone they were married. He was wasted at the time of introduction and shortly after passed out in basement.

Dec 25. 9a.m. Jenkins family (Our House)
Nice quiet time with Gabriel and Lydia.

12 p.m. Granny Perkins (My grandma's)
Very nice. My cousin and her boyfriend came with there cute boys. charlie age 2 and Conner age 1 Both with bright blue eyes and red hair. Conner and Lydia are only 11 days apart, Got call that day that they didn't expect my great aunt Ruby to make it. (My grandma's last sibling)

5 p.m. Bill's House (Michael's stepdad's Father)
top by real quick. He had his families Christmas at noon.

5:20 p.m. Christina and Mike Oaks's House (Michael's mom)
Very quiet. Michael's Stepsister's Brooke and Brandy usually come with their families, but they are not getting along with their dad, Mike and won't let him see his grand kids, so it was just us.

Dec 29 6 p.m. Marvin Mains's House

Dec 30 12 p.m. Bishop's Family Christmas (Michael's stepmother's family)

Dec. 31 5 p.m. Jenkins's House ( Here with Michael's Dad, stepmother, sister and her husband)

I'll let you know how these go.
Honestly, Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!

Wednesday, December 20, 2006

Lydia

My daughter Lydia is now 13 months old now. I have been wanting to find ways in which I may be able to introduce things about Jesus to her. We all sit at the table and pray. We pray before bed and I tell her Jesus loves her. But I wanted more. So like I always should I prayed that Jesus may show me how.
Now, Lydia loves for anyone to read to her. Most children have a book that at one point they make you read over and over again until you can recite the whole thing from memory. Lydia has her favorite book. Not once do I ever get that, not again feeling, when I read her favorite book. I'm over joyed to do this. It is as followed. Her book is :

"The First Night"
By: B.G. Hennessy

At the edge of an old and crowed town there was a field.
In the field were two shepherds and their sheep.
As the sheep slept, a star moved across the night sky.
The star settled over a stable in the town below.
In the warm, dark stable there was a lamb. There was a cow, too, and piles of crisp, yellow hay.
Lantern light shone softly from a rafter above while a donkey slept in a corner.
There was a mother, a father, and a baby. the baby lay on a bed of hay.
the baby was seeing this world for the first time. He saw the swaying lantern, the donkey, and the woolly lamb.
He felt the night air, his soft blanket, his mother's arms, his father's hands.
and in that warm, dark stable his life began.

Isn't that wonderful. I mean I always wondered how I can start introducing Lydia to the story of her savior and one day she comes trotting out of her room with this book. I was so happy. It was amazing to think that God showed me how by my baby bring me a book. Isn't it amazing. Thank you Lord.

Wednesday, December 13, 2006

War, Why?

(Real quick, Lonnie I would love to have dinner with you all. Of course I will need to talk with Michael when he gets home.)

But not right away. I was able to talk with him last night for just a little bit and it seems what they are doing there is effecting him. He didn't sound like himself. I'm a little worried. What little he told me is that they are trying to simulate what it is like in Iraq as much as possible. So I've tried to let some family know that he may need a little space when he first comes home. He even said they have about 300 hundred Iraq people there playing the part of insergents.

My cousin Josh is a leuitenant and a platoon commander. His platoon has recently been hit. He told the family that they where out in a convoy when a man approched them. Apparently the man had a bomb straped to him and detinated the bomb right beside them. I'll leave out the gorry part but there was nothing left and what was left you could'nt tell what was what. Some of the fragments hurt some of the men in his platoon and had to be taken to the med-vac.

Right before this his men where out patroling on foot. They came across a group of insergents and were pinned down for four days by live fire. By the end of the four days two of his men where dead and another hurt so bad they don't think he'll live.

Pray for my cousin. He soon comes home after spending a year in Iraq. He's home for 30 days and then they are sending him to Afganistan. Pray for Michael. I don't know what he is doing. But all I know are the stories from my cousin and that Michael is training for the possibility of being sent to Iraq. Michael said the rumor is that his unit may-be going in 2009. If he goes, he's gone for a year! When you are in the military you hear the stories that civilians don't. Alot of solider are not ok when they come home.

When Michael and I spent the first nights together after he came back from basic, he would do push-ups in his sleep, in bed! (The drill sargents warned the families that the soilders may do weird things when they came home.) The first few times it scared me, until I realized what he was doing. Only once, but one night I got to experience some of Michael's hand to hand combat training that he was taught. Thankfully I got him to wake-up and stop chocking me. He felt awful but he said his dream was so real. I laugh now about it, but I'm worried if he is sent how he'll be when he comes home?! honestly I would just want him to come home. Hey, I could always learn some hand-to-hand combat training for bed at night.

Saturday, December 09, 2006

Awhile

I feel so bad that it has been this long since I was last able to post. But things are doing well. I have a fallow up appointment on wed. the 13th. But I feel almost 100% again. Michael comes back home from CA. on the 16th of this month. It's so hard for him being away. Gabriel doesn't understand time so that makes it hard. Lydia is too young. As for myself. My heart goes out to all those single parents out there.

I know alittle what it must have been like for my mom, after the divorce from my dad. I feel like I'm not whole and I won't be until Michael is home with me. The only part that is good, from his being away is that it reminds me how much I need him in my life and how much I love him. Plus it's hard to have any alone time. That time only comes after the kids are in bed and then you hate to stay up for fear you will be tired. Life doesn't stop because you feel like your going to die if you can't go to the bathroom or take a shower without the baby screaming at the door, or your son has to go to the bathroom and then flushes the toilet while you are in the shower. I just hate this feeling of great lonliness.

I know it wouldn't be so bad if I had some friends or a friend. But it is hard for me to make any becasue when Michael is home he has the car and I can't drive any where. Plus I've never really had any and I don't know who to make any to be honset. Moving all your life either makes you able to make freinds easier or you don't. I don't. Michael and I are dying to meet a nice married couple who has kids and would tolerate going out with us.

Now I don't want you all to get it wrong. We do have family. Yes we spend every weekend at someone's house. But only my parents go to church. It would be nice to have some Christian friends that we could talk to about God. I love our group and they are all nice people. But we don't see them outside group. Michael does go out and have lunch with Chad. which I couldn't be more happier about. Michael didn't exactly have the best role modles or friends when growing up and Chad has become a wonderful friend to Michael. He's challenged him in ways I never dreamed of. Thank You Chad!
I've rambled on enough for now. I'll write more later.

Thursday, November 16, 2006

Update

Well I'm feeling well enough to type a short note. I'm doing better. Michael informed me that everything went well with the surgery. I had a hard time waking up. Over an hour. It was rough. I'm in pain but what bothers me more is that I can't pick up Lydia or put her to sleep. But it's only for two weeks. I don't want to do anything that will cause more of a problem.
We'll I'm going because I can't sit on anything hard for too long. Thanks for all the prayers.

Monday, November 06, 2006

Starving?

Well this past Friday was my visit with a surgeon. Dr. Brown so wonderfully informed me that not only do I definitely have gallstones but I have multiple. Seeing that he said this they will be taking out my gallbladder.

My surgery was then scheduled for Mon. the 13th at 12:30p.m. But of course I have to be there 2 hours early for the surgeon, 10:30 a.m. They then told me they want to do some test and blood work before that, that then pushes it another hour earlier. Bring me to 9:30 a.m. My favorite part is when they tell you nothing to eat or drink after midnight the day before. So not only do I have 3 hours to worry myself to death before surgery, I also get to be hungry and light headed.

Needless to say I am stressed. I've had alot of people tell me I will be fine. That's great and all, but when you have never had anything wrong and you hear put to sleep and surgery you get a little freaked out. Especially since it's a body part they are removing. So I feel I'm entitled to be a little upset. Once this is done great, but for now, No.

I just wish Michael would quick telling me "You'll be fine." I know he's trying to help but it's not.
Oh well, at least the Lord isn't whispering you'll be fine every 5 sec.

Wednesday, November 01, 2006

Gallbladder

Gallbladder n : pouch attached to the liver in which bile is stored.

As I was lying on one of those hospital beds in the E.R. at 4 in the morning on Tuesday, I kept thinking, what in the world is a gallbladder and why do I have one if they want to take it out? If they can take it out then it means I can live without one so why have it? I guess it's one of the many question I'll ask the Lord when I see him. All I know is that it sure does cause alot of pain when there is something wrong with it.

The ER Dr. said that the pain I am having is more likely caused by my gallbladder. So they sent me for an ultrasound. My Dr. called me back to tell me I have gallstones and then gave me a number for a surgeon to call and make a consultation appointment with. I'll be going this Friday to find out what they are going to do. I was hoping to keep all my parts until I was like 80 or something. I don't know. Hopefully I can take a pill. I'm scared to death about the whole idea of surgery. Even the nurse said I'm awfully young to be having gallstones. First Michael had his thing. I guess it's my turn. With Michael it was just fat cells. Mine it's a body part.
Oh Lord help me chill.

Tuesday, October 31, 2006

Failure

I have been reading a book series by Francine Rivers called "Mark of the Lion". wonderful. She is probably my favorite christian author. I have read every book our library has of hers. I have even reread some of my favorites. I love to read. I read the whole "Left Behind" series in a month. Give me a good book and I'll devour it. But yet I find myself struggling to read god's word on a daily bases.

I find myself comparing what I read in Mrs. Rivers books to the bible, but to actually sit down and read God's word, I don't. I get these little tangents every now and then. I feel so.. I can't even put it into words. Maybe a failure for God. How am I going to be able to lead others if I can't discipline myself to train up in his word every day? I'm more than willing to encourage my husband but I find no force for myself. I pray that God will help to motivate me. I feel that God has convicted me to write this down. I had something else in mind but ended up deleting it.

Oh Lord, humble me. Let me find that driving force that will compel me toward your living word! Let me be your vessel that I may train to spread your love and word! Oh Lord, thy will, not mine!

Sunday, October 29, 2006

Leaves

Today our group racked leaves instead of doing one of our fine bible lessons. I love reading the bible and studying god's word. But sometimes to be honest what speaks to me more is when I give my time. I didn't know the people at whose house we went to but I felt so... great that I worried about trying to get every leaf that I could. Which when you are working with what appears to be a 60 year old rack it does make things to be a challenge. But I felt more bonded with our group in the little bit we spent racking leaves than I did the past year. I enjoyed it all and I would have to say my favorite part was at the last house to see that guy come out with his surprised expression on his face to see his yard full of people with racks. I would love to be able to do more things that following along these lines. Hint, Hint!

Tuesday, October 24, 2006

Slow Down

Michael and I have been wracking our brains to see what the Lord has planned. We both feel a strong urge pulling us toward him going active in the Army. He says he feels led to start small groups where ever it is we go. I'm all for this. I know he'll be a wonderful leader and I am excited about helping him.

But the thing is when I first got out of school I felt compelled to further my education and start a career. But Gabriel got sick and I felt lead to be a stay at home mom. Which is one of my most rewarding things I've ever done. But here lately I have this gut wrenching feeling that I'm supposed to be doing something. I wrote this off as concern in helping Michael. but as I prayed I felt the Lord tell me that I am to do something else.

I had a moment then when it was like, what are you talking about Lord? Michael needs me to help him with the whole going active, small group thing. It was like he was telling me to be patient. A few days later, (yesterday a matter of fact) My father called me, we got to talking and the next thing I know we are on the subject of me working. My father asked me if I ever thought about starting a career in the medical field? I was honest and said yes because I enjoy helping people.

Medical assistant. It just came to me while I was talking with my dad. I proceeded to ask him about what a medical assistant does. I got on the net and looked up some schools to find out what it entailed. As soon as I got off the net a lady called me from one of the schools and wanted to set up a meeting. Everything seems to be moving to fast. I mean What if this is only a distraction from us going active? What if this is someones way of keeping Michael from doing what he is supposed to do?

I can't focus on other things. What Michael is to do is very important. I'm mean planting this small groups and different Army bases is wonderful. What if this is trying to take from that? I don't know I'm praying hard and all I see in my head is Medical Assistant. What about Gabriel and Lydia. Yes Gabriel starts School in the coming fall but what about Lydia she won't even be 2 until next November. I don't want to put her in a day care all day. Help Lord, am I over reacting? What should I do?

Monday, October 23, 2006

Hard

Michael and I are having a hard time right now with the whole active duty thing. We know that we are going active but we are just so overwhelmed by all that there is to do. We know that we will get it done but I'm a planner I like to know what I'm doing. What needs to be done and if this is not possible I become stressed. We need to tell our families but Michael has something that he feels lead to do before we go and would not allow us to leave until June. But then we feel that we shouldn't wait that long. If we do not leave to June we would not tell our families until later. We both know this would be the first step. We just ask for prayers. We want to do God's will and not ours. We think maybe we should do this because it sounds better. That is not always the case. It is growing late and there is alot on my mind. I ask that you all pray that God will revile what must be done to us.

Wednesday, October 18, 2006

Final

We have made our final decision about Michael going active in the army. I actually believe this time that he is serious and is not going to change his mind. He has been back and forth about this alot. But he believes that the Lord wants him to go active so that he may start a small group where ever it is that we are sent. So that is that we are going active.

The problem now is just going threw the motions that will get us there. The one I dread the most is telling my mother. She already has a bad opinion about the military. I tried once talking to her about Michael feeling that the Lord is calling him to do something. She said that he is over thinking and that not everyone is called to do something. I have to disagree with her. the Lord may not call people to be missionaries or preachers but he does call everyone to do something. If not how will we spread his word?

I don't believe it is just enough to live by his will. Everyone is called to spread his message. How can this be done if we just go about our daily lives like nothing? I want to serve and if I am doing the Lord's will by supporting my husband by going to another state or another country and sharing the lord's will threw a small group, than so be it. I will lend support to the women or the wives or by just hosting. Whatever God asks of me. His will be done. I just pray my mother will understand when it comes time to tell.

Pray for me that I may help her see!

Monday, October 16, 2006

Six Towels

My brother and his wife have recently moved into a two bedroom house on base. The only problem is that they have no furniture. They are both sleeping on an air mattress. Which speaking as a women who has been pregnant twice, that is very uncomfortable. The baby is not due until Jan., but still. My family and I are trying to ask around and see if there are people out there who no longer need furniture and if we may have it for them. They need all living room furniture, Kitchen, bath etc. They have some pots and pans. Plates and cups and about six towels. So as you can see that's not alot. Michael and I have offered them his old futon that they can either use as a couch or a bed. They are currently trying to find a bed for Johanna. I ask that you pray for them as they are starting there family. Thank you!

Saturday, October 14, 2006

Unit/ Alarm

This morning I was up at 5 a.m. to take Michael up to his Reserve Unit in Fort Thomas. Yes he still had to stay all day even after yesterday. That's how the army works. (No wonder most guys put up a tough front.) He was unable to do much. He was the door man. the guy who pushes the button to let you into the building. Not bad. He again has to report tomorrow. This time they are inventorying all of their gear. Shouldn't be anything strenuous.

On another not I heard from my brother. They where able to get a house on base. Which is wonderful. But her also informed us that one of his superiors advised him to carry a concealed weapon. Apparently there are some gangs. He was also told that it isn't the safes to walk around off base in uniform. Adam said he was thinking about getting a gun for Johanna as well. I hope they never have to use them. I ask that you all pray for my brother and his wife. I've heard things but you know who things are spread.

Friday, October 13, 2006

A Thank You

I am pleased to report that Michael came through his surgery today with flying colors. Other than a little soreness his fine. thank God for pain med. They are still going to send of the mass off. Part of everything. The Dr. said everything looked good. He did say that it was larger than he thought, and it wrapped around which caused the illusion of there being two masses instead of the one. He said that he would see him again in 7-10 days.

I'm just glad it's over. I do want to ask that everyone out there pray for this wonderful lady that I meet in the lounge. She had been there since 5 a.m. the previous morning. Her husband has cancer of the rectum and had been through various types of Keemo Therapy and Radiation. She informed me that they believe they got it all and that they would be able to leave at 11 p.m. tonight. I didn't catch her name I just know that I was alone and was in the need of someone to talking to as well as she and I think we helped each other out. Pray everything goes well for her and her husband. Well it's late and I have to get up at 5 a.m. to take Michael up to his unit tomorrow. Plus I don't know how much sleep Lydia is going to allow me. (She is sick also.) By the way if you have notice I'm not the best speller.

Thursday, October 12, 2006

Heaven

I was reading through something earlier today and I feel lead to share this:

Anyone is capable of going to heaven.
Heaven is our home.
Dying is not the end, it is the beginning.
Death is a continuation of life.
This is the meaning of eternal life, it is where our soul goes to God.
To be in the presence of God, to see God, to speek to God, to continue living him with greater love.
We only surrender our body in death our heart and our soul live forever.
Yesterday is gone and tommorrow has not yet come; we must live each day as if it were our last so that when God calls us we are ready, and prepared, to die with a clean heart.

This touched me when I read this and I pray it touches you as well.

Wednesday, October 11, 2006

A surprise

Tonight I recived an unexpected call from my brother. My brother had joined the Army last July. Past March got married and him and his wife are now expecting a boy in January. They were in Korea but korea is not eqquiped for families so they have been sent to Ft. Lewis washington. quite some distance from Ky. but alot closer than Korea.

He was looking for our mom when he called and we ended up talking for a few minutes. something we have been unable to do for some time. I informed him that Michael is considering going active. but he will be unable to do this until january. When you sign up for the reserves you ahve to be in for 6 months be for you are allowed to go active.

My brother sounded excited by this and proced to inform me that Lewis has ENGR and that we could try to go there. I would love this. I know he would like having family near by. I would love seeing my soon to be nephew every day.

Michael and I are still praying about this but feel that this is the path for us. He's wondering is maybe God wants him to start a small group where ever it is that we are sent.

Wednesday, October 04, 2006

My Neighbor

This summer a couple with two young children moved in across the street from myself. I was dying to know the age of their children and if mine would get along. I believe every parent out there has the same thing go through their heads. Well anyway as it turns out my children and her children are the same age. My oldest turned five in Sept. And Her oldest turned five in Feb. It goes the same for her youngest turns one in Nov. As does mine only two days later. Her oldest a boy like mine. Her youngest a boy but mine is a girl. Oh well she'll just have to learn to run with the boys. Not a bad thing having three boys to look out for her.

Now earlier this summer she found out she was expecting again.(Not planned.) But happy. Today though she found out that her cervix is thinned out. She then proceeded to St. Luke for some testing. She'll know the results by Friday. I'm praying that all goes well. I let her know that if she needed anything all she needed to do was ask. I guess the point to this story is that I am asking for all those out there to pray that at the most she may be confined to bed rest. The best of course is that there is nothing to worry about. Again please pray for her as well as the baby.

A gift

Today I received a long awaited gift from my father. (two weeks late) He sent me a digital camera! This is truly a wonderful gift for myself to receive since I'm into scrap booking and all that stuff. Not heavy, you need money for that. Just enough so that my children and I can look back over the years.

I want to share stories with my children. I don't want them to be afraid to come to me when they need to talk about the heavy stuff. I held back from my mother and I don't want my children to feel the same. I still feel that way and I'm afraid that a decision that my husband and I may be making will throw her for a lope.
It's late, I'll try something more interesting next time.

Tuesday, October 03, 2006

A Simple Question

My family and I listen to 93.3 when we are in the car together. Today they were playing "Would you take the place of this man?" I love this song. My son Gabriel then proceeded to ask me what are they taking from his hand. It took me a moment to realize that he was referring to the song. At this point I quickly shot up a prayer and dove forward.

I told Gabriel that they where talking about Jesus and that it was nails in his hand. He asked the famous questions all young children asked. Why? I first asked him if he knew what the cross was. He said yes. I told him that they used nails to put Jesus on the Cross with.

He asked again why? I told him that Jesus was nailed to the cross to die for our sins that we may be able to go to heaven when we die. He changed his question to what is heaven? I told him that heaven is a wonderful place that Jesus made for people to go when they die. I said that no one knows what heaven will look like. That we can only guess. His next question threw me. I was not expecting it at all.

He asked if that was where Emrie's mommy had gone. I told him yes that Emrie's mommy had been very sick and that she had died and had gone to heaven with Jesus. He said Oh. I assume that I had satisfied him for he did not ask any more questions. But it makes me wonder if there was anything that I should have gone a head and talk to him about. By the time I had thought this we had arrived at my mother's and he was gone. But I still think about that talk and try now to prepare better for future talks.