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The most thrilling day had to be the day
the bravest of us conquered the ropes course.
First you suit up.
Make sure your helmet is on tight because you’re climbing way up there.
Check in with your “trusty” spotters.
Let go of the post..
if you can.
Run across the log (if you’re this brave one).
Climb up to the cable.
Walk across while you enjoy your view.
And whatever you do, don’t look down.
with a little boost.
My mathematician entertained us by saying,
“Eat more chicken.” when he rang the bell.
The last challenge was named the big gulp.
First you climb a huge ladder.
Then your family pulls you up.
While you hang 40 ft. above the ground..
and hold on for dear life.
When you’re ready..
you let go and..
soar (like Peter Pan).
When it’s hot out, it’s time to make your way down to the water.
The little cousins had a great time in the pool.
While the bigger cousins found other ways to make a splash.
The slide is fun, but you should try the rapids.
Mike’s mom brought his niece
and nephew to join in the fun.
Everyone had a blast.
My parents rented us a huge cabin where we spent the week at the ranch.
Each family had their own room and everyone brought tons of food to share.
My sister, Wendy, has been taking cake decorating lessons and made
this incredible family tree birthday cake for my programer, dad and me.
We all had a blast looking for our faces.
The brisket my mom brought was great.
When we weren’t eating on the table, we used it for games.
The puzzles were never finished, but no one minded.
We had great fun with blocks…
and built some great towers for little brothers to destroy.
Had tickle fights.
And played games right up to bed time.
This is my mom and the mastermind of the Mo Ranch Family Reunion
working on her next scrapbook album.
This is my mom and dad. They’ve been happily married for many, many years.
These are my sisters. Looks like they have a secret.
This is Courtney and I on her anniversary date.
She and her husband let Mike and I tag along so I could eat real Tex-Mex;
we’ve moved to a part of the country where no one knows what that is. š
Here are the three of us.
Here are Mike and I. The food at Mamacita’s was wonderful!
Courtney with her husband Allister
Wendy with her husband Chris
The six of us on blue photo day.
The grand finale photo with all the grandkids
except the oldest who started college and couldn’t come to the reunion.
Welcome to Mo Ranch
Mo Nature
The Rain
We were a little worried when we first got there and it was a cold, rainy August day.
The Rainbow
The promise of sunny days to come.
The Sun Set
The Morning After the Rain
The flowers are happy.
The Lane
I should take more vacations with my family of photographers.
The Chapel.
I love this green house!
The Guadalupe River
This is where the a lot of the fun’s at as you will see in my next blog.
We’re hosting a youth movie night tomorrow night.
Hopefully it won’t be too long before I get to catch up on my bloging.
Love,
J
I really want to blog… I have Mo Ranch pictures and TN pictures. I had a wonderful time in God’s beautiful world. Yesterday we drove to Birmingham’s Art Museum and saw pages from Leonardo Da Vinic’s notebooks! So cool. They are moving to San Francisco next month.
Selling our house and moving last year forced us to cut back on the best school subjects like science, art and history.. so this year we are doubling up. Figuring out how to squeeze more hours into my school day has been stressful and has left no time for blogging, but it had to be done and has already proven rewarding.
I think everyone is enjoying school. The only complaint that I’ve heard is that they’re having a hard time getting all their papers written so I am praying that God will give me wisdom in how much is fair to expect and how to encourage them to persevere.
I am only good at focusing on one thing at a time so all that focus on school has left the house in shambles. God spoke to me about being faithful in the small things the week we got back from TN. I asked Him to be a little more specific.. but figured He was talking about the house so I’ve been slowly getting that back under control.
Time with God, resting on vacation, school, house work… then maybe I’ll really get to blog again.
Miss you all.
Love,
J
Getting back to the title of my post: “Where are you hiding?”
Proverbs 25:2 says, “It’s the glory of God to conceal a thing: but the honor of kings is to search out a matter.” At church on Sunday we had a guest speaker that said that God told her that He loved to hide great people in great hiding places.
Then He asked her, “Where did I hide Adam?”
She answered, “In the garden.”
“Moses?”
“In a basket and then in the palace.”
“Joseph?”
“In a pit, in Potipher’s house, and in prison.”
“David?”
“Keeping the sheep.”
“Esther?”
“In the palace.”
Then He asked, “Where did I hide Jesus?” and answered for her “As a carpenter.”
I’ve thought of many more people God has hidden. There are many modern day people too. That amazes me.
One of the things I hate about moving is being new and getting though the questions that help you size each other up (I mean.. get to know new people). They ask Mike first.. “What do you do?” He has this great job that he loves.. he feels privileged to serve his country through what he does.. he works super hard.. and unto the Lord. I am very proud and happy for him. He answers simply, “I am a budget officer for the Air Force.” Thoughts run through their head about punching numbers all day… but it’s really much more than that.
Then they ask me, “So what do you do?” Since moving here my answer has been, “I am a stay at home mom.” They are thinking, “What? You stay home all day and eat Bon Bons while your husband works his fingers to the bone to support your family? How shameful.” I don’t know for sure that that’s what they are thinking, but I know that I have told just told them that I have four teens and that they can’t imagine how they could need a stay at home mom and the incredulous look on their face kinda gives them away.
I know that when I answer that way that I am being a little facetious, but something has gone wrong in our society that it no longer values motherhood when it stands alone. Do you realize that all this expectation on women to “do something with their lives” is a big part of what has made the cost of living to go up so high? I keep starting to rant. Thank God for the back space button. I’ll spare you.
All those expectations plus the high cost of living is destroying families. Little babies are put in day care, kids in school, after school programs, soccer, summer camp on and on. No one is ever home to see each other. When they are, the kids are either playing video games or doing homework and the parents are cleaning house or watching TV because they are too exhausted to do anything else. Families are being raised on fast food.. loosing their health.. getting more and more into debt… which causes more stress… Over half end in divorce and we wonder why. (Believe it or not this is not my rant.)
To correct my facetious answer Mike always adds, “She homeschools the kids.” I kinda wish he wouldn’t so I could rant. Their eyes get really big and they have this amazed look on their face as they say, “Wow! I don’t know how you do it. Homeschool four teenagers. You must have a lot of patience. I could never stay home with my kids.” They are thinking of me the same way I was thinking of missionaries. “Only angelic people can homeschool.” But it’s not true!!!
I am an ordinary person. Patience isn’t something that people are born with .. it’s a fruit of the Holy Spirit! I have wept, prayed, thrown plenty of impatient fits and prayed some more. That’s how you get patience.
We have chosen different standard of living by living on one income, shopped garage sales and at Good Will, and fed our kids baloney sandwiches instead of McDonald’s. Our kids never threw fits at the grocery store for candy or toys because they knew we couldn’t afford them. We all have to make choices. Through the years God had blessed us mightily through Mike’s job.
I have had to fight feelings inferiority and tell myself over and over that investing my life in my kid’s lives will pay off… even when it doesn’t look like it and they aren’t grateful. I’ve had to trust God that He knew what He was doing when He told me to homeschool and wouldn’t let me quit. I’ve had to pray for wisdom when I was in over my head and work and search for solutions long into the night.
As much as I love to rant that nothing is wrong with being a stay at home mom I also believe that God calls some moms to work. They carry a lot on their shoulders and many of them do a great job of being keepers at home as well. I do and don’t envy them. I pretty sure that I could never do it all. I am thankful for the life God has given me. I’ve made mistakes. I’ve had to apologize. I’ve failed. I am not angelic.
I have thought for a long time that the kids and I have been in hiding. We spend days on end at home and that feels like hiding. One day, when the time is right, each of us will come out of hiding and into the next phase of what God is calling us to do. I don’t know when. I don’t know if God will use any of us for anything “great” like He did Moses or Esther. But I do know that it’s good to be in God’s will.. whatever that is and that God needs sheep keepers and home keepers just as much as He needs kings.
So where are you hiding? Are you in business, sales, or a stay at home mom like me? Maybe you’re a farmer, a maid, or a fisherman like some of the Bible heros were. It doesn’t really matter as long as you are hearing God and hiding right in the middle of His will where He can use you exactly the way He created you. Don’t let anyone tell you that what you do is unimportant. As our guest speaker said, “Clean bathrooms in the church are just as important as good preaching.”
Love,
J
Every since I was a little girl and went to my first Missionettes meeting and heard about missionaries around the world I’ve always wanted to be a missionary or do something great for God. It’s good to desire to show your love to God in a great way because His love for us is so great.
When I was in my early twenties, I actually did get to be a missionary in Thailand. I loved it. Thailand was a land of beautiful people who were hungry for God, but while I was there I discovered that missionaries weren’t the mystical, angelic people that I had always imagined they were. They were ordinary people like me.
They have one of the most incredible jobs. Some actually get paid to live their dreams of ministering to the people in the country God has called them to, but in day to day life.. sometimes they wonder if that pay will cover the rent and groceries for the week, sometimes they come up against walls and trials, sometimes their co-laborers say and do things that hurt them, sometimes they are the ones stepping on toes, somedays they wonder if they ever heard God in the first place, many times life seems just like the dull every day life in their home country, and somedays they wish with all their heart that they could run away home, get some rest, and see their family.
While I was in Thailand, I experienced a wonderful grace that enabled me to love and lay down my life for the people there, but there were many days that I spent doing the same kind of things I spent doing at home.. cleaning house (yes, missionaries houses have to be cleaned, too), caring for my baby, cooking dinner.. while my husband got to go out and preach and minister to people.
Finally I went to God in desperation, “God, is this what I came to Thailand to do? I wanted to do great things for You.” I heard very clearly that day that my job was to “Care for your husband and children.” He showed me a verse in Titus 2:5. Now I know that every young wife should know this verse, but to me it was very new. “To be discreet, chaste, keepers at home, good, obedient to their own husbands, that the word of God not be blasphemed.” After reading that I had to pray again, “Lord help me to be content to be a keeper at home.” I’ve had to pray that many times since.
I think there have been times that I was content, but each time I move (way too often) I get excited about what is it that God is going to use me for in this new place and the answer is still the same. Actually this last time God spoke to me before we moved that my roll as a wife was going to be key.. that I needed to really focus on loving and respecting my husband.
The funny thing is that when I do get to play a role that’s a little outside my wife/mom roll I freak out… “I can’t do it God!” Then He has to remind me that “It’s not by might, nor by power, but by his Spirit.” Many times He has had to teach me the lesson of not doing things in my own strength the hard way. Even my mom and wife roles are overwhelming at times.. but He is always there to help me.. even in the darkest of nights.
I had more that I wanted to write.. but it’s 7 o’clock and time to put on my mom/wife hat again.
Love,
J