Whew!
It's a been a little long since the last post, but I have good reason. I promise.
In a matter of a week and a half...
We moved,
Two of my kids had birthdays,
and two are starting new schools.
Enough said.
Lots of blogs to come!
Lots of blogs to come!
Any other mom would probably take a bubble bath or take a long nap (if she could) but instead I'm ITCHING to get caught up on my blogging.
I love it.
I love my family, love my kids, love that God takes every breathing moment I'm alive to teach me more about who He is and I LOVE, LOVE , LOVE sharing it all with you.
So...I'm back! I hope you're still there too :)
So, I don't really know where to begin. Normally I would write a whole post on our housing situation, but honestly...there is so much more to life than showing you the colors of my curtains, that I've decided to make this part of the story short and sweet.
We were in the process of trying to buy a place...it fell through a few weeks before Ryder was supposed to start Kindergarten, and so God lead us to a wonderful town house for this year while we continue to look for a more permanent place for our family!
Here is a look at our new spot...
There's even a little playground just for us!
Between our family and one other family with four kids who also just moved into the complex, we dominate the playground and pretty much every other part of open space that you see :)
We are SO thankful.
God's plan is not always our plan but it's always BEST and PERFECT.
The interesting question is, what do we do in the waiting?
When you're waiting to hear from God about what His plan is for you, what kind of posture do you take?
Do you impatiently tap your toe, wishing He'd hurry up? Do you try your best to figure out every possible alternative scenario just in case your Plan A falls through?
A friend of mine once said, "With God...there is no Plan B. Only Plan A."
I like this. And it's true.
The Bible is filled with stories of people who were surprised by God's plan for their life, and maybe a little resistant at first.
God told Sarah she would have a baby at age 80...
She thought she was too old.
God told Noah to build a boat.
Everyone thought he was crazy.
God told Jonah he was to go to Nineveh...
He didn't want to go.
God chose David (a boy) to fight Goliath (a giant)...
King Saul almost stopped him.
God wanted Esther to save her people by confronting the King...
She didn't think she had what it took.
Each of these people were given a chance to BELIEVE that God could work beyond their human ability and though most of them took the scenic route before seeing God's plan for what it was.
AMAZING. Life changing. World history altering.
I wish I could say I was A LOT different than each of these men and women. I wish I could say I waited gracefully and patiently. Sometimes I did, sometimes I didn't. In the 2 months we waited for our Plan A to come through, I grew more and more anxious as the start of school drew near. "God...please don't forget about Ryder!" He didn't he never does. I knew that. I just have a hard time sitting still. Looking back I can see the blessing of God making us "sit" for a bit.
We had 6 weeks of time to spend with our family.
Our stuff sat in our moving truck in a storage spot, and we "helplessly" spent our days making up for lost time with the family we missed so much over the past 3 years while we were in IL.
Just because I feel impatient, that doesn't mean God is running behind.
God is never late!
Every once in a while, I hear the voice of the Holy Spirit reminding me that the God of the Bible is the One who I worship still today. The One who made Esther, made me. The God who brought the Israelites to the Promised Land, has brought our family back to California.
I just pray that I learn from their mistakes and learn to TRUST the Lord the first time He speaks rather than whining about His provisions along the way. I don't want to end up in a desert-like purgatory because of my unbelief. I want to rest in His peace, and BELIEVE that what I call a time a waiting, God calls another day worth waking me up to live!
So...we PRAISE the God of Abraham, Issac and Jacob...we PRAISE the King of Kings and Lord of Lords...we PRAISE the blemish-less Lamb of God...we PRAISE the Soon and Coming King for His provision for our family in this season of our life. He has put more than a roof over our heads, He has given us a home, and because He is in it, we are all about it :)
Thank you Jesus...may you be brought Glory in this place.
I like this. And it's true.
The Bible is filled with stories of people who were surprised by God's plan for their life, and maybe a little resistant at first.
God told Sarah she would have a baby at age 80...
She thought she was too old.
God told Noah to build a boat.
Everyone thought he was crazy.
God told Jonah he was to go to Nineveh...
He didn't want to go.
God chose David (a boy) to fight Goliath (a giant)...
King Saul almost stopped him.
God wanted Esther to save her people by confronting the King...
She didn't think she had what it took.
Each of these people were given a chance to BELIEVE that God could work beyond their human ability and though most of them took the scenic route before seeing God's plan for what it was.
AMAZING. Life changing. World history altering.
I wish I could say I was A LOT different than each of these men and women. I wish I could say I waited gracefully and patiently. Sometimes I did, sometimes I didn't. In the 2 months we waited for our Plan A to come through, I grew more and more anxious as the start of school drew near. "God...please don't forget about Ryder!" He didn't he never does. I knew that. I just have a hard time sitting still. Looking back I can see the blessing of God making us "sit" for a bit.
We had 6 weeks of time to spend with our family.
Our stuff sat in our moving truck in a storage spot, and we "helplessly" spent our days making up for lost time with the family we missed so much over the past 3 years while we were in IL.
Just because I feel impatient, that doesn't mean God is running behind.
God is never late!
Every once in a while, I hear the voice of the Holy Spirit reminding me that the God of the Bible is the One who I worship still today. The One who made Esther, made me. The God who brought the Israelites to the Promised Land, has brought our family back to California.
I just pray that I learn from their mistakes and learn to TRUST the Lord the first time He speaks rather than whining about His provisions along the way. I don't want to end up in a desert-like purgatory because of my unbelief. I want to rest in His peace, and BELIEVE that what I call a time a waiting, God calls another day worth waking me up to live!
So...we PRAISE the God of Abraham, Issac and Jacob...we PRAISE the King of Kings and Lord of Lords...we PRAISE the blemish-less Lamb of God...we PRAISE the Soon and Coming King for His provision for our family in this season of our life. He has put more than a roof over our heads, He has given us a home, and because He is in it, we are all about it :)
Thank you Jesus...may you be brought Glory in this place.
