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Micah 5:1-7:20
“Do not rejoice over me, my enemy! Though I have fallen, I will stand up; though I sit in darkness, the LORD will be my light.” Micah 7:8

Well folks, it’s that time again! Sunday SHMILY! 😀 (SHMILY=See How Much I Love You)
Here are my pics from this week.


I know I’ve already shared this photo with you, but I just HAD to include it in my SHMILY post. He loves me enough to put me through 9 months of… well, there are no real words concise enough to describe what these last 9 months were. I KNOW that part of that time was spent to make sure I completely understood the importance and magnitude of what would come next. THIS is what came next, the job I’d been dreaming of! This week was my first week back in the classroom and I could not be happier about it!


The student – faculty basketball game at my first homecoming pep session at Sheridan! 😀 (a faculty member tore his Achilles tendon and is having surgery this week and could use some prayers too.)


Yup. If you look closely (on the top shelf) those are two of my books available in Capstone Bookstore in Northview Church in Carmel! 😀


A heart chicken nugget at lunch.


I unearthed a cute little smile after I cleaned the kitchen table off.


My daughter is a genius! I told her to rinse the grapes off and then let the water drip off of them for awhile. I was busy putting groceries away and didn’t notice what she had done for quite awhile. I turned around and saw that she had hung the bag over the faucet so it could drip. So smart! I have never thought to do that in all the years of cleaning grapes so I had to share!

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Matthew 16:21-20:16
Matthew 18:18 “I tell you the truth, whatever you forbid on earth will be forbidden in heaven, and whatever you permit on earth will be permitted in heaven.

It feels like forever since I’ve done a Sunday SHMILY post! So I figured now was as good a time as any for one. 😀












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If You Give a Mom a Mission

Matthew 13:31-16:20

“When Jesus heard about [the death of John the Baptist], He withdrew from there by boat to a remote place to be alone.” Matthew 14:13

Sometimes, you just need to be alone, even when you’re the Son of God. And that was my day today – alone.

I’ve been trying to share this with you all week long. Last Tuesday I spoke at the Northview MOPs meeting and I got enough positive feedback on the message that I felt it was important that I share it on the blog too! 😀 Enjoy!

The other day as I was doing my laundry and trying to tune in to God to see what He would like to talk to you all about tonight, I found myself doing the “If you give a Moose a Muffin” thing.

So I decided I needed to write the Mom version of that book:

It’s called if you give a Mom a Mission, by Tamar Knochel.

If you give a mom an adorable baby she’s going to need a camera to take pictures of it!

And when you give a mom a camera, she’s going to fill it up with pictures of that adorable baby.

When her camera fills up with pictures she’ll realize that she needs to dump them onto her computer.

When she goes to her computer to dump them she’ll notice that she has a new email.

When she checks her email she will notice that the baby is out of milk.

When she goes to the kitchen to fill the sippy cup she will notice the dirty dishes in the sink,

but won’t be able to do anything about them because as she is pouring the milk she will spill it on her clothes.

When she goes to change her clothes she will notice that the laundry hamper is overflowing and will take it to the laundry room.

When she accidentally drops a clean sock on the floor she will notice that the floor needs swept… so she sweeps the entire floor, because you know as well as I do that once you start you can’t stop!

When she finishes sweeping the floor and stands back to admire her work she will see the baby dumping milk out of his sippy cup onto the clean floor.

When she grabs a paper towel to clean up the mess she notices that the counter needs wiped off as well.

As she is finishing wiping down the counter she will look at the clock and realize that it’s time to feed the baby.

When she makes lunch for the baby she ends up making a mess on the briefly clean counter, but she can’t clean it up now because the baby is howling. Mental note: “Must clean counter later”.

When the Mommy is almost done feeding the baby it has a huge blow out all the way up its back, baby needs a bath!

When the baby is in the bathtub the Mommy remembers just how stinking adorable the baby is and must take future incriminating nude baby photo for its graduation party.

When she takes her phone out to snap the photo she hears her toddler from the other room throwing blocks.

When the Mommy goes to the other room to remind the toddler about throwing blocks she sets the dripping baby on the floor in order to focus attention on the wayward toddler.

When the still naked baby spits up on the carpet the Mommy has to use baby’s wet towel to clean the floor.

When taking the wet towel and dirty baby clothes to the laundry hamper it reminds Mommy of the wet laundry in the washer.

When she switches the laundry over she remembers she needs to sort the kids’ out-of-season clothes.

When she goes to the sink to get the bags for the out-of-season clothes, she will see the dishes and the counter have not cleaned themselves! How dare they!

When she sees the dishes and counter she picks up the washcloth to at least clean up her mess.

When she cleans up her mess she notices that it’s almost time to eat again.

When she starts cooking, her toddler asks her for help in the other room.

When her husband comes home and smells the smoke he suggests pizza for dinner.

When Mommy picks up the phone to order pizza she remembers she needs to pay the phone bill.

When she remembers she needs to pay the phone bill she decides to order pizza on the computer while she pays the phone bill. (Moms are champion multi-taskers!)

When she gets to the computer she sees the still open email from earlier… must… finish… email.

When the email closes she gets a Facebook notification, so she opens up Facebook.

Half an hour later her toddler comes up to her and says, “Mommy, I’m hungry”. Oh CRUD! PIZZA!


When the pizza comes she takes it to the kitchen where the dirty dish is running away with the dirty spoon and there is some cow juice that’s starting to look like the face of the moon! Siiiigh… paper plates will have to do.

When she pulls out the paper plates, the “bad mom” voice begins to chime in, “You can’t do this, you’ll never win…”

Who else has heard that voice?

I know I have! You know what?


Day, after day, after day we do everything we can to do what’s best for our families. And I don’t know about you, but for me it seems like the harder I try to be a good mom the more I feel like I’m failing at it. I want so desperately to do a good job and honor God by bringing these kids up in a way that will glorify Him. I pray about it often.

One day I was driving with a heavy heart full of this Mommy guilt when God pulled Matthew 25:31-40 through my brain.

“When the Son of Man comes in His glory, and all the angels with Him, then He will sit on the throne of His glory. All the nations will be gathered before Him, and He will separate them one from another, just as a shepherd separates the sheep from the goats. He will put the sheep on His right, and the goats on the left. Then the King will say to those on His right, ‘Come, you who are blessed by My Father, inherit the kingdom prepared for you from the foundation of the world.

For I was hungry and you gave me something to eat;

I was thirsty and you gave me something to drink; I was a stranger and you took Me in; I was naked and you clothed Me; I was sick and you took care of Me; I was in prison and you visited Me.’

Then the righteous will answer Him, ‘Lord, when did we see You hungry and feed You, or thirsty and give You something to drink? When did we see You a stranger and take You in, or without clothes and clothe You? When did we see You sick, or in prison, and visit You?’

And the King will answer them, ‘I assure you; Whatever you did for one of the least of these brothers of Mine, you did for Me.’

And in that moment it hit me, who is less than a child? They have no money to give, no great awards of praise or gratitude. And yet how many times have YOU, my Mommy friend, filled a hungry belly?

How many times have you given a drink to a thirsty throat?

How many complete and total strangers have you instantly fallen in love with the moment you laid eyes on them in the hospital and taken them home with you?

How many times have you cleaned and clothed a naked little body?

How many times have you nursed a sick little soul back to health?

How many times have you gone to visit and free a prisoner from behind crib bars?

My dear Mommy friend, when you kiss those pink cherub cheeks, you kiss the face of God!!! No matter how menial, or unpleasant, un-noticed, or un-thanked we are for the job of mothering, if it’s done for Christ, it will LAST! We may “only” be tidying things for a fleeting second, but in reality the impression it leaves will last forever!!!

Matthew 6:19-21 says,

“Don’t collect for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust destroy and where thieves break in and steal. But collect for yourselves treasures in heaven, where neither moth nor rust destroys, and where thieves don’t break in and steal. For where you treasure is, there your heart will be also.”

Every single “mom thing” you do places a deposit in your eternal treasury. We may feel like we’re not making any headway, but we are! This past weekend I sat in a room with three different families where there were three generations of each family present. And I could SEE the things that those grandparents passed on to their children had been passed on to their grandchildren! The things that those moms did at the time for their own children lasted. They were passed down to the next generation!

The things YOU do every day may disappear with the twinkling of your eyes, but they haven’t vanished forever. Those little touches that you put on dinner, that no one points out. That layer of dust that you removed only to have it reappear the very next day. That washer that never seems to get it’s fill of dirty laundry. Those things SEEM trivial, meaningless, pointless, they’re NOT!

They matter.

YOU matter.

And I promise you that everything you did today was seen by God, even if no one else saw it, He did. God saw YOU today because YOU matter to Him. What you do matters to Him. He wants a relationship with you so desperately. And if you don’t feel like you have a relationship with Him right now, then now is the time to start one! He’s been tugging at each and every one of your hearts about something lately, I want you to think about that thing right now.


Think about that thing that’s been weighing you down.

Hold your hands out like you’ve got that thing in them.

Now ball up your fists as tight as you possibly can.

With your eyes closed to the entire world around you see Jesus standing before you holding out His hands to you… to take that thing that’s been so heavy on your shoulders.

Now, open your hands to Him & Let it go.

Open up the palms of your hands and Give that thing to Him. Allow Him to take your Fear, your guilt, your shame, your pain. Let it go.

That “perfect mom” image that you have in your head, let it go.

God didn’t make you to be perfect. He made you to be YOU. Perfectly imperfect in every way. Sweetie, He didn’t give your kids to just anybody, He gave them to you and He gave them to you for a REAASON! He knew that you wouldn’t be, no that you COULDN’T be the perfect mom. And He doesn’t want you to be “that” mom. He wants you to be the mom He made you to be, filled with imperfections and glorious inability. He made you to NEED HIM. He made you to need His help and His direction and His love. He made you imperfect so that you would seek out His perfection!

Think about that for a minute, if you were perfect, you wouldn’t need Him. So why would an amazingly all-knowing God create you to be perfect? He wouldn’t. And He didn’t. And at some point you have to come to the point where you’re Ok with that. Where you’re Ok with not being perfect and God’s grace is sufficient for you.

No, you are not, nor will you ever be THE perfect mom.

BUT. You are THEIR perfect mom, and that’s a beautiful thing!

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Job 11:1-15:35
“Yet my friends laugh at me, for I call on God and expect an answer.” Job 12:4



Anna VOLUNTARILY reading! AND Enjoying it!



Gabe wearing the Lord of the Rings dwarf costume I designed for him… mostly comprised of MY clothes! I have discovered I’m a dwarf!



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Jeremiah 44:1-46:28

“For this is the day of the Lord, the LORD of Heaven’s Armies” Jeremiah 46:10

Oh my friends! I had the most wonderful birthday!!! It actually started the day before my birthday. On Friday my husband gave me the best gift he ever could have given me, public praise and support of my writing. I bawled like a baby when I saw in on Facebook, and even now I’m getting choked up again. That meant more to me than ANYTHING he ever could have bought for me! I hadn’t asked for it, and I doubt that he even meant for it to be a gift, but it was. I’m sure you wives know what I mean. His accolades mean so much more to me than a thousand screaming fans ever could.

On Saturday morning, I woke up to the glorious sun shining, and it hasn’t been lately. I got dressed and ready and actually liked what I saw in the mirror staring back at me – for once – I felt like I looked *good*. The kids and I jumped into the car and grabbed some donuts for breakfast and then ran off to Staples to pick up a few things I had ordered for the book signing, along with a new fine-tip pink Sharpie to sign those books. There were NO problems with my order, Hallelujah! Although I had been prepared in case there had been problems with it. ‘Cause, you know, I’ve been there and done that already and am wise enough now to know to be Boy Scout prepared. 😉 Then we zipped off to Living Truth where there was a sweet little table all ready for me sitting right next to a shelf FULL of my products!!! It was so awesome to see it all together and displayed so neatly. I was a little impressed with myself, I’ve got to admit.

Anna and I got all set up; she was my sweet little helper for the day. (Gabe was in a tennis tournament all morning.) Once we got settled in we, OK I, meandered back to visit with the other two authors that were there for Living Truth’s Anniversary Celebration. We had a GREAT time “talking shop” and getting marketing ideas from one another. I was stunned to find out that of the three of us, I had been writing the longest at five years.

We ended up having a great turn out for the book signing and I ended up selling/signing more books than I’ve ever sold/signed at any of my book signings before. Maybe even all of them combined even! I got to talk to people about my books and they all were genuinely interested in them. I got to give my testimony and minister AND I actually SOLD BOOKS! One of you even came out to see me, which TOTALLY made my day!

After the signing my husband took us out to my favorite Chinese restaurant… right next door to the bookstore! Which is a good thing too because my feet were killing me from standing in those heels for so long! After dinner we came home and Anna made me the cake she had been begging me to make all week.

That’s a stick family in red icing. The same stick family that she had sketched on her notebook earlier this week when she was planning my cake!!!

Watching her decorate this cake with such meticulous care was such a gift to me! She worked so hard on this cake, and you can taste the love in every bite too!

That says, “Mommy”. The blob of sprinkles in the middle of it was my fault. I totally messed up her design. Oops!

While Anna was decorating, Gabe made me a paper crane. He’s very into paper folding and is getting pretty good at it. He made a crane because they’re supposed to be good luck.

After taking as many pictures of the cake as I could possibly take, I dug in! And




Duncan Hines Triple Chocolate Cake with coconut pecan frosting in the middle layer and classic chocolate frosting on the top and sides, OH! That is one GOOD chocolate lovers cake! And one VERY happy Mommy!

And wouldn’t you know it, what would my little eye spy in red frosting as I finished licking my plate?

A red heart of course! Yes LORD, I have seen how much You love me today! 😀 I am so very blessed indeed!

Thank you all so very much for your prayers! They mean the world to me and I could CERTAINLY feel them throughout the entire day on Saturday, but especially during the book signing. There was one point in particular, I think it was around 1 EST when people just started pouring in the door and I felt the Holy Spirit telling me that it was all because you had prayed for them to come. Thank you for that!!! Getting to talk to people about my story and actually get to see their reactions was such a tremendous blessing to me, words can’t even come close to describing how that felt. It was a dream come true. God is good. So good. And I want everyone to know it! He is so good to us!

He is SO GOOD to us!!!

Thank you for praying my friends. You mean the world to me! 😀

And here are the rest of this week’s SHMILY pictures!

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Tiny Terrorists

Jeremiah 26:1-29:32

“For it is absolutely true that the LORD sent me to speak every word you have heard.” Jeremiah 26:15

This morning when I went to put my daughter on the bus one of the other moms was walking her little one to the bus with her two year old lagging behind them screaming at the top of his lungs. I smiled, I remember those days.

They were hard! But we survived them intact and have wonderfully respectful children today because of it. When Mom got up to Anna and I, I praised her for sticking to her “mommy guns” and not letting him win the argument through screaming. She gave me a forlorn exhausted look and sighed, “Thank You”. Why was he screaming you ask? He didn’t want to put his coat on in the 50 degree chill of the morning. We got our kiddos on the bus, with the two-year-old terrorist howling the entire time. I laughed a knowing laugh on my way back into the house, picked up my phone and sent my neighbor a text of congratulations for hanging in there and not giving in to him. The rest of her day would have been so much worse if she had let him win. And she thanked me for encouraging her in her moment of weakness. She said if I hadn’t been there she might have caved. And then it hit me, that is PRECISELY what I feel we can learn from Jeremiah today too. In Today’s Word of the Day he was put under tremendous pressure, the threat of death, to cave and relent on the message that he had been sent to deliver. But he didn’t, he stood his ground and would not cave against the pressure they were putting against him.

God has called each and every one of us to DO something, it’s part of being on this Earth. He may not have called you to write a daily blog, or preach to thousands, but He may have called you to care for orphaned animals in your home or tend to those precious little tiny terrorists that nip at your heels all day long trying to get their own way. Motherhood is a gift, but It’s also a calling. It’s hard and time consuming not to mention, at times, sucks your will to live right from your soul! (Trust me I’ve had my moments!)

And no matter what we’ve been called to, whether it’s tending to His little lambs, or feeding His sheep, you can bet your buttons that simply because God is the One who asked you to do it, it will have its pressure-filled moments of terror when you’ll be tempted to just throw in the towel and cave to that pressure. But you can’t!

When those two year olds get their way just one time by screaming, then they will continue to use that tactic to get their way – because it WORKED. So they will continue doing just that, screaming, every time until it stops working. It is SO MUCH EASIER as the parent to simply stand your ground than to cave into their temper tantrum because they begin to realize who the boss really is and accept that for how it will be. Satan is just like those little two-year-olds! He will stand there and scream until he is blue in the face in order to try and get his way. And we get oh so tempted to cave under his pressure. But we CAN’T because if we do, then it will just be harder for us later on. We CAN’T CAVE. We have to remember in those moments who the boss really is. He may be the ruler of this world, but we are the Children of the King of kings and Lord of lords! WE are seated beside Jesus in heavenly places, not Satan. Jesus has taken the keys to Hell; Satan doesn’t hold that kind of authority anymore. WE DO!

Those tiny terrorists can’t steal our peace. Not if we don’t let them!

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Hebrews 9:1-12:2

Hebrews 9:12-14 NLT

“With his own blood—not the blood of goats and calves—he entered the Most Holy Place once for all time and secured our redemption forever. Under the old system, the blood of goats and bulls and the ashes of a heifer could cleanse people’s bodies from ceremonial impurity. Just think how much more the blood of Christ will purify our consciences from sinful deeds so that we can worship the living God. For by the power of the eternal Spirit, Christ offered himself to God as a perfect sacrifice for our sins.” Hebrews 9:12-14
A kiss!







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Beloved Bride

Deuteronomy 10:12-14:21

“You have been set apart as holy to the LORD your God, and He has chosen you from all the nations of the earth to be His own special treasure.” Deut 14:2

This past Sunday at church we had the honor of hearing Randy Frazee, the co-author of The Story, speak on marriage. During his sermon he listed the top five things that women want from their men and the top five things that men want from their women. Number one on the list for the men was to be admired by their wives. For the women it was to be touched and seen as beautiful in the eyes of her husband.

As I nodded emphatically tears seeped from my eyes. I, like many other white Christian women in America today, often feel like I don’t measure up beauty-wise. Not that we should be measuring ourselves next to the impossible standard that the media sets with its airbrushed photos and endless commercials for expensive beauty products that don’t really work. And yet we do still measure ourselves next to them, because honestly, who else do we have to compare with? They’re the ones that have been held up as the standard of measurement! And yet they themselves, in reality, can’t measure up either – hence the airbrushing! Honestly I feel bad for them, even the perfect ones aren’t perfect enough I can only imagine what the inside of their minds looks like at night when they can’t sleep because they gained five ounces today. L I wonder if I should start a foundation for the starving models in Hollywood… hmmmm…

In Randy’s sermon when he was talking about the woman’s deep desire to be seen as beautiful in her husband’s eyes, he made a fabulous point. “Out of all the women in the world that your husband could have chosen, he chose YOU. Obviously there is something in your appearance that he finds more attractive than all those other women out there.” At this point I am weeping openly, there’s no way to hide the fact that his words are sinking in and touching something deep inside the core of my insecurity. I want my husband to see me as beautiful and desirable and attractive and worthy of his time and affection. I want him to gently touch me as he passes me on his way through the room, not because he feels like he’s supposed to, but because he wants to. I want him to look at me with those eyes that tell me I’m the most beautiful woman in the room – even when I’m the only woman in the room. I want to feel like I’m special to him.

As I sit out here on the new deck my husband made for me, reading my Bible and soaking in the breeze in the tree tops and the morning chatter of the birds I’m taken away as I read Deuteronomy 14:2, “You have been set apart as holy to the LORD your God, and He has chosen you from all the nations of the earth to be His own special treasure.” Out of all the people in all the earth God chose YOU to be His precious bride, His own special treasure.

Isaiah 61:10 says,

“I am overwhelmed with joy in the Lord my God!
    For he has dressed me with the clothing of salvation
    and draped me in a robe of righteousness.
I am like a bridegroom dressed for his wedding
    or a bride with her jewels.”

Three times in Revelation alone, and multiple times in the other New Testament books the Church is referred to as “the bride”. And my friend, YOU are the Church are you not? Jesus’ sacrifice on the cross, and your acceptance of that gift of salvation, has draped you in a robe of righteousness. You are officially wrapped in a wedding gown fit for a queen and adorned with such jewels as this world has never seen.

According to Isaiah 62:3-4, the LORD holds you in His hand for all to see – a splendid crown in the hand of God. He says that “Never again will you be called ‘The Forsaken City’ or ‘The Desolate Land.’ Your new name will be ‘My Delight is in Her’ and ‘Married to God,'” My beloved friend, the LORD delights in you. He has chosen YOU for His beloved bride, His companion and partner through thick and through thin. He picked YOU, out of all the other possibilities, He chose YOU.

His delight is in YOU, His special treasure, His bride, His friend. When you walk across the room, His eye never leaves you. When you lie down and when you get up, His gaze is upon you. When a single hair drops from your head, He notices. He knows you intimately, better than you even know yourself, and He cares so deeply for you that He would rather die than to live one more day without YOU by His side for all of eternity.

Jesus died and rose again to pay the bride price for your soul. He sees you as all glorious within and without. He has seen your bare naked soul, your deepest thoughts and He DELIGHTS in them! He has seen your weaknesses and wants to support you with His hand on the small of your back as He guides you through the Valley of the Shadow of Death so that you will fear no evil.

His darling bride, you are loved!

You are cherished beyond compare.

You are the crown on His head, His treasured trophy wife!

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Please Pray for PEACE in Our Time of Chaos

Deuteronomy 1:1-3:22

“the LORD your God will fight for you” Deuteronomy 3:22

Ahhhhh… for this weary girl’s soul, nothing sounds better than for my God to fight for me while I rest! We have five days until the first derby and six days until a certain young man’s birthday party and this house is in utter turmoil. Well, sort of. Actually it’s been in utter turmoil for the last several months but it’s getting back into order now and it’s causing some chaos of its own. You know how, even when things are a mess, you at least know where they are. Well, now that things are getting put back into order, we don’t seem to know where ANYTHING is because we keep putting it away! Just in the last three days we’ve completely lost a set of keys, several 4H books and papers, and even my phone! And I’m not talking like, “Oh, I’ve lost my keys” and then look for several minutes to find them. I’m talking like, Gabe spending DAYS in his room looking for a book that HAD to be found and completed by 6pm tonight! Sean’s keys? Yeah, they are his keys to the shed where ALL of his tools are locked up so he hasn’t been able to work on anything with the car since the 3rd of July! Not good news when you’re first derby this season is coming up in less than a week! Then my phone, it was lost the least amount of time of all the things today, only 6-7 hours. And the only reason I found it was because I wasn’t looking for it. I was just cleaning off the kitchen table and went to put a chip clip away in the drawer when I saw my little message light flashing from the “old phones” basket. Don’t ask me why in the world I put it in there!

Do you see what I mean though? I could really use someone fighting for me because it’s crazy around here right now! We had family over for the 4th, so there’s that clean up. But then on top of that we’ve had the dryer to deal with. You see, Sean’s sister gave us her old washer and dryer to scrap. Except when we went to go pick them up they were WAY nicer than we were expecting so we decided to keep them. And because we have no garage to keep them in, they made their way into my living room. We asked on Facebook for a local appliance repair man, called him and booked an appointment for him to come out to look at the dryer to see if it was worth fixing up. The day he was supposed to come, he was 30 minutes late. He knocked on the door and barely even said, “Hi” to Gabe when he opened the door to let him in. Sean had pulled around the extension cord that he uses for the welder so that we could plug the dryer into it in the living room for the repair man to look at it. The repair man took one look at the plug, said, “I can’t do anything with that”, picked up his tools, walked out the door, got into his truck and drove away. I didn’t know if he was going back to his shop to grab another extension cord, or if he was literally driving away screaming from our house. I had no clue because he didn’t tell me anything! It was by far one of the strangest things I’ve ever had happen to me – well, as far as service technicians go anyway.

So, since my original washer and dryer were still working just fine, and because we were BUSY we just let the “new” washer and dryer stay where they were; in my living room. Then on the second of July I was having a rough night. I had had an issue at work earlier in the afternoon that I just couldn’t get out of my head. I was doing the laundry, so I started the dryer and pulled the lint screen out from the top of the machine like I always do. I heard something fall down into the lint trap and start rhythmically thudding around inside the machine. I sighed and opened the door back up to see if it had fallen into the drum. I searched around in the clothes; nothing. So I gently rotated the drum and heard the thing fall even further down into the back of the machine. Thinking, “Oh! That may have done it!” I closed the door and restarted the machine, only to be greeted with a sound that I can only describe as a machine gun type sound. I scrambled for the dryer door and yanked it open to turn off the machine. Then I grabbed the back door and with frenzy brimming in my voice yelled, “Sean! Can you come here for a second please!!!” He, of course, dropped what he was doing and came right in. I told him the whole story, thingy falling in, rhythmic thudding noise, opened the door, turned the drum, fell in farther… then I turned it on for him. He shouted frantically, “TURN IT OFF! TURN IT OFF!!!” Until I yanked the door open again.

That night he tore the whole thing to pieces to find a big metal thingy (I’m sure it has a name but I don’t know what. It was something of his) lodged in the exhaust fan of the dryer. But it didn’t explain why the dryer was so blasted HOT. He got the whole thing put back together and hooked up and when he turned it on everything sounded ok, except for this slight buzzing noise. When we opened the door to the dryer and looked in we could see the panel in front of the heating element glowing orange!!!!! Sean just kept shaking his head trying to figure out how the thingy and the heating element short could be related. When I looked at him and suggested that perhaps they weren’t related at all. Maybe God allowed the thingy to fall in and make a racket in order for us to notice that there was a short in the heating element so that we didn’t catch the house on fire! Praise God! Thank You Jesus!

So here I was with two dryers and neither of them worked properly. One didn’t heat and one heated a little too well. With family already in town for the Fourth we decided to simply turn that circuit breaker off, and unplug the dryer, and deal with this later. So it sat there until the 5th when Sean pulled both the washer and dryer out, I spent the entire night painting the laundry room. (The LAST room in our house to be painted; it only took us seven years to get them all done! Hallelujah!) The next day, yesterday, we spent several hours moving the washer and dryer into position and getting them all hooked up. Then I spent another couple of hours putting everything that was in my kitchen from the laundry room back into the laundry room this afternoon. Just as I was hanging up the second load of still-damp laundry for the day, our super-sitter’s mom knocks at the front door to pick up the fish tank that has been sitting in front of my desk in our entryway/library for the last two months since we re-did the living room floor and rearranged the furniture. She and I and her two muscled-men spent the next hour fishing the last few fish out of the tank and draining what was left of the water so that they could carry it out to the truck. We loaded them up with boxes filled with our old goodies and topped their load off with our old still-working washer for our super-sitter to sell in her yard sale to raise funds for her mission trip to Chile.

During that time Sean got home and was keeping Gabe on track working in the Aerospace 4H book I had managed to miraculously find only a short hour or two before. You know, because it was due tonight at six after all. After the fish tank left Gabe was just finishing up his books and we were getting him all packed up and ready to get them checked in when he couldn’t find his Shooting Sports papers to take! That entire project includes only two posters and those two papers that prove he attended the workshops – and we couldn’t find them. Now, the poor kid had just spent the last THREE days in his room looking for his Aerospace book and now all the sudden he can’t find his Shooting Sports papers, all on the night that Sean has set aside to work on his car, finally, because he’s been working on the dryer situation, but can’t work on the car because all of his tools are still locked in the shed because we can’t find the key! Aaarrrrgggghhhh!!!!!

So after looking for those papers for an HOUR, we decided to call it quits and pray that the 4H leaders would have Grace on us and allow him to show anyway. I volunteered to take Gabe so that Sean could get to work on the car. So with only fifteen minutes left in the check-in time frame, the kids and I jumped into car and headed out to the leader’s house where they had done the book signing last year. Except when we got there no one was home! So I called Sean and asked if he had any idea where else they might be doing the check-in. He suggested their other site a few miles away. Nope, no one there either, not a soul. I headed back into town trying to think of where in the world they *might* be meeting to sign books. We went to the elementary school, no one. The high school, nothing. The library, nada. From the parking lot of the library I called Sean and he said that he would call the other guy he had talked to the other day about check-in and see if he knew where they might be; when suddenly he said, “OH NO! Move kitty move! OH NO!” I cringed, he was in the truck, “Did you hit it?” “Oh yeah. It was a kitten.” Sigh…

The kids and I headed home and met Sean there in the driveway. I started dinner and Sean got a call from one of the 4H leaders giving him directions to the check-in location (which was nowhere near any of the places I had gone to earlier). So as I sit here now, Sean’s shed has been broken into and his tools have been liberated, Gabe’s books have been signed, and I have a working washer and a sort of working dryer. It just takes a really really really long time. And Anna, well, she’s just being Anna.

Yes my friends, it has been a very long week. A mostly good week with lots of changes and upgrades – if you will – but it’s been stressful and chaotic and at times downright frustrating. We have five days until the first derby. That means LATE nights for Sean who has early mornings for work. We have six days until 4H projects are due and Gabe’s twelfth birthday party. Which means days filled with lots of scrambling to get things recovered from the chaos of remodeling all while trying to help Gabe with his projects without doing them for him. AND trying to keep Anna from feeling too left out in all the excitement, because none of this is all about her. I guess I say all that to say this, we could REALLY use your prayers right now. The first derby of the season is always the most stressful – especially for Sean. We’re all tired and grumpy and frustrated by this point in the season and honestly, we’re just ready to get out there! Prayers for PEACE would be so very much appreciated!!!

Thank you so much for everything you do! You guys are always there for me and I can’t thank you enough for that. Just telling you about how things have been going has made me feel better. I hope it was at least entertaining for you to read. 😀 I love you all!!!!!

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Daniel 10:1-12:13

“He will stir up his courage” Daniel 11:25







We got to meet Randy Frazee the author of The Story today at church! I’m still TOTALLY geeking out about it! Like on a level I never would’ve expected! Of all people for Sean and I to meet, this was PRETTY HUGE! I just wish I could’ve taken a better picture!

A smile on the way out of church. God is GOOOOOOOD to us!
I emailed Randy a copy of our book True Intimacy today, I would love for you to pray with me that he a) actually gets it and b) actually reads it then c) really loves it!

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