Homeschooling, is one of the greatest passions of my life. I truly believe God has given each parent the ability to educate their children, along with training, loving, nurturing and discipleship which comes along with being a parent to the gift/s God has given you. I have homeschooled our children for 16 1/2 years, if you begin at Tyler's technical year as a Kindergartner.
Homeschooling, I have considered to be my job, my career, for the betterment of my children and our family as a whole. I didn't always embrace it. In fact, when I first heard about homeschooling Tyler was only 6 months old and I thought the lady who spoke about it was strange and a little crazy to do it. I sort of snickered at the idea and even told Jay about, thinking it was weird. Should have learned my big lesson in life then, to never say or even think, "I would never do that!"
The 2nd time I heard about it Tyler was 2, when a family member began homeschooling her daughter. I respected this person and her family, so therefore I began to desire to learn more about it. It was also a time in my life when I began to realize I was not going to have a "career" outside of the home for many years, as I was pregnant with baby # 2 (my soon to be Makenna). While I did work part-time for extra money, around Jay's shift work, I wanted mainly to be there for my children in their primary years of growing up. I had also at that time, fully surrendered my life to the Lord, which began my understanding of what a Godly mother and wife was meant to look like in my life. So through the guidance of the family member, the Lord's opening my heart up to the idea, Jay's enthusiasm about the idea and some good books on homeschooling (I got every one that the library had at the time) I filled up my thoughts with what it might look like to homeschool. God planted a seed that grew quickly, into great excitement and anticipation for the time when we could do "real school" with our children.
Originally, I had the idea that we would only homeschool the first year or two. This would give Tyler a good foundation, more time in character development, and more time in the protection of our home. That was around the time when school shootings were beginning to be a reality, along with drugs and of course the "old-fashioned" bullying that seems to flourish in school environments. We figured we would then send him to a private Christian school, "since they had been trained in teaching and would do a better job".
However, as I began to learn more about homeschooling, I began to see that even though I hadn't been "trained" to be a "teacher" by the universities, I was very educated in my own child and his needs for education. I also realized that I was a quick learner and could teach myself how to help my child to read, write, and really almost anything and could find lots of help if needed. As my faith in the Lord grew by leaps and bounds at that time, Jay and I knew it was our biblical responsibility to make God and His Word the primary foundation for our children's education. We also knew that would not be possible in the public schools and might be skewed to our beliefs even in private schools. We also wanted to keep a strong connection with our children's hearts. With Jay's constant changing shift work with the military, we felt that keeping them home near us as much as possible would help us facilitate that.
Our official schooling started with Tyler when he was 4 years old. In fact, I was so excited to start teaching him to read that we spent a ridiculous amount on some "educational" materials that a salesman sold to us at our door. I think we spent over $300 on these ABC books and "curriculum", even going into debt for it, as we didn't have $300 cash to spend back then. (We still have the books but the curriculum was a joke and really not user friendly, so that went to Goodwill years ago.)
Thus, our journey of home educating continued and grew in size, knowledge, ability, and perseverance. The Lord challenged us in many ways, especially me as the main educator, to exhibit more of the Fruit of the Spirit. I hear many moms say to me, "I could never have the patience to homeschool my kids. You must be very organized and patient to do so." Well, I believe that we are supposed to let the Lord work on our character even as adults. I had to practice these things, learn these things and still am learning. What is more worthy then to begin having more patience, gentleness, kindness, self-control etc. by being with our children and being their main teachers! I don't think we can realistically give that excuse to the Lord as a reason to NOT homeschool. How unfair to say that to our children?
It has now been 17 years, 8 children, 2 graduates...I give ALL the glory to God above. I am so not capable of doing anything right even with all the "right" head knowledge, curriculum, perfect schedules, obedient times from the children, health, rested bodies, money, cleanliness, organization. Without Him the driving force in me, showing Grace to my family day in and day out, it is just my flesh doing those things. I am so thankful that in spite of my flesh, my ignorance and learning curve getting in the way, my children are so patient and forgiving toward me and my Lord is so merciful and gracious, as He keeps working in me. Then to top it all of, He turned out some pretty amazing kids from my home. Yes, He still could have done it even if we sent our children to public school. Yes, he could have done even if we lived in the poorest place of the world and they had no schooling. But I am forever grateful that He used our homeschool for His glory and I had the privilege of experiencing my growing Faith through homeschooling. He knows what is best.
The last year or so, things have been quite busy at our house. We started the road of adoption and wow what new joys and blessings have come our way from it. Our children have such a heart for orphans and the vulnerable. They have such a love and compassion for the millions of children without a Mommy and/or Daddy. I trust that God will grow them up to be even bigger and stronger advocates than I have been. I can't wait to see what He does through them.
With Asher in our lives, we have weekly speech and occupational therapy. We also have a big focus on bonding and attachment, that we spend a lot of time on. Then there is his medical needs. He is doing so well and he is so well adjusted. I am so thankful for the way God answered those prayers. Soon (about 10-12 weeks from now) we will bringing, two more children who will have the same sort of needs as Asher. We are so excited for this grand adventure the Lord has brought us to, to be expanded and even a little "crazy". He has called us to it and we will do all things through Christ, who strengthens us! (Philipians 4:13)
Because of the extra demands on me as a Mommy, the last year our children have been doing much of their school on their own. I just don't have enough hours in my day to be there instructing them or guiding them. It has been "okay" as they have learned to be independent and still get "most" of their schooling done. But it has been boring, and they have been having gaps in their education. We haven't gone on field trips, done fun art projects or unit studies and we have barely heard Mommy read a story to the whole family, like we have always done. The only thing we had been diligent in was our Family Morning Bible time, which I love and it should be the priority. But the rest of school has been pretty luke warm. We have had seasons in our lives where this occurred before (with early pregnancies, births, sicknesses, moves etc.) but they were short seasons by a matter of weeks or a couple of months most. This latest "season" has been for a year and will likely go on for another year or two with the addition of Elliana and Isaiah. With all that before us, I have been praying for the Lord to provide some sort of help for our schooling. We had seriously been considering hiring tutors for our kids for the next coming year. I am coming to a place that while I am definitely capable of continuing to homeschool through this season, I know it could be done better if I were to have some help. I am only one person and there are many little people in my life (and big people) who need my full attention.
Interestingly enough though, our church is starting a pilot program of a "tutoring school" you could call it. So we attended the meeting and the description was just what we were looking for, besides not being in our own home. So after much prayer, we decided to put the children in this Preparatory Academy. It is only 4 hours a day, using homeschool curriculum, with small ratio of students and teachers (in fact only about 20 students), parents and teachers in close communication, parents having much say in what children are expected to do, high discipleship focus, Gospel focus throughout the whole day, peer dependency discouraged and managed, and more! It really did seem an answer to our prayers, even though it wasn't what we "thought" it would look like. It just might be even better.
The kids began attending about 6 weeks ago. There have been adjustments, like my house not being as clean as I like it to be each morning, as we have to be in the car by 8:00 most days. And the cost of gasoline as we drive 2 times a day 20 minutes each way. And the younger two kids not having bigger siblings around all day, but their relationship has really grown in a positive way. And some of the kids coming home really tired. And wearing school uniforms and making school lunches. And scheduling appointments around school hours now. And not being able to sleep in. And feeling like I am always on the go And Mommy, having the opportunity to do some extra special time and schooling with Lenea and Asher It has been busy but it has gotten easier through the last few weeks and the children are really flourishing. The curriculum isn't too exciting, but it gets the job done. The teachers are amazing though and besides the book curriculum they make things fun with character teaching, bible study, prayer time, singing songs, learning about Christian Saints from History and having organized game time every day! Even more importantly, they love our children so much, praying for them, discipling them, correcting them in love, pouring their lives and hearts into them, and genuinely wanting them each to succeed, but mostly to grow in a deep relationship with Jesus. And they have. They are being challenged in ways that are also challenging me. They will be attending 3 semesters this year. Their first break will be the middle of May to the middle of June. This has been a big reason why we so are praying for our travel time to China to be at that time. They will have a 12 week semester this summer then a fall break and then another fall semester and so on.
I do pray that some day I will have the opportunity to homeschool my kids again. Maybe I will just have to work it into our afternoons when they are home from "school". Because they get off at 1, we do still have several hours. For now, though I am learning to still catch up and put little ones down for nap at that time. When Makenna is graduated this May, she will be such a big help in driving and picking up the children from school though, which will give me more hours in my day at home. She can also help with meals and cleaning. She is looking forward to her time of becoming my "Nanny" this summer and learning how to manage the shopping and cooking. So, we will be on another learning curve through that season of change. I am excited to see that flourish with our new babies home.
I thank God for this opportunity. It truly is one of the only types of schools that we were comfortable with sending our children to. It is like homeschooling away from home, with other women tutoring them. I am not sure how long we will do this. I am not sure if some of my children will do it until graduation and some come home again full-time. But I trust God, who knows what is best for our family. I did have a little grieving in my heart when I surrendered this to God. This has been my identity for so long, "Homeschooling Mom".. now I am not so sure what that looks like. But I am not here to please man, but to bring my children up in the way THEY should go, in the Lord. I want them to know Christ first. This opportunity is what they need today, for where our family is at. I still have a lot of time with them in the day and evening to be connected and I am more able to get done the appointments, therapies, preschool teaching and toddler training that I am so deep in the middle of, called by God. It is not a failure to have help for the rearing of our children. It is me learning that I don't have to do it all, to be called a Homeschooling Mom!
Lenea and Asher watching me drive the kids to school on their first week. Makenna was off that day so she stayed to help with the littles for me.
Navy and red day. Moriah (10 year old), Eliza (15 years old), Tobias (8 years old) and Jacob (12 years old)
Jacob at his desk
Toby at his desk.
With two of their teachers, Rachel and Ruthann, sweet, dedicated ladies. Their campus happens to also be located on a little piece of heaven.
Sunday, March 17, 2013
Monday, March 11, 2013
Some News We Have Been Praying For
I heard from an internet friend that she got her Letter Of Acceptance from China today and she was logged in after me. I was happy for her, but still anxiously awaiting ours. I figured if we got it our agency would call about 2:30 PM. When the phone rang at 12:30 and Eliza said "It's Lifeline"... my heart jumped. Could it really be for us? I had seen that a lot of families were getting the approvals the last 2 weeks.
I answered and heard Logan's voice. I asked if she had good news and she said,"Yes, I have both your LOAs in my hand right now!" "Praise the Lord!" I replied..
Yippee.. This was the last week we could safely receive them and still likely make that window to travel the end of May. It might be the last day of May we travel but it will still be when we have been praying for. Of course, there is still several steps to be completed in a timely manner for us to go on that week, but I trust the Lord will see us through that as well.
Our daughter turns 3 on June 5th, and we so much want to have her in our arms by that day.
Thank you for all your prayers.
Our next step is for us to get the LOAs in our hand, via FedEx tomorrow and sign them and send back to our agency. Then they will overnight them back to USCIS (immigration) and that approval is for these 2 specific children to be ours! That process is taking about 3 weeks right now. Then there are a couple of Visa and US Consulate Steps. Then we wait for our very last step, which is Travel Approval from China. About 1-3 weeks after TA we head on a plane to China. So, so very blessed the way the Lord answered our prayers.
I answered and heard Logan's voice. I asked if she had good news and she said,"Yes, I have both your LOAs in my hand right now!" "Praise the Lord!" I replied..
Yippee.. This was the last week we could safely receive them and still likely make that window to travel the end of May. It might be the last day of May we travel but it will still be when we have been praying for. Of course, there is still several steps to be completed in a timely manner for us to go on that week, but I trust the Lord will see us through that as well.
Our daughter turns 3 on June 5th, and we so much want to have her in our arms by that day.
Thank you for all your prayers.
Our next step is for us to get the LOAs in our hand, via FedEx tomorrow and sign them and send back to our agency. Then they will overnight them back to USCIS (immigration) and that approval is for these 2 specific children to be ours! That process is taking about 3 weeks right now. Then there are a couple of Visa and US Consulate Steps. Then we wait for our very last step, which is Travel Approval from China. About 1-3 weeks after TA we head on a plane to China. So, so very blessed the way the Lord answered our prayers.
Sunday, March 10, 2013
Last, BUT Not Least...
The last of our "Birthday Season" was February 25th!! It took me a while to get to this post for various reasons, one being we have had influenza at our house for the last 2 weeks and still making it's way through the family. To wrap up this season, until mine comes in April I am privileged to wish a BIG HAPPY BIRTHDAY to...............................................................................................................
Tobias John... our sweet, sensitive, loving, passionate, funny, smart, crazy active and energetic boy turned who 8!! Where has the time gone? He was and still is our biggest boy. He was born at 10 lbs and 8 oz, not fat just a big boy. Today, he is very thin, but as tall as a 10 year old and out growing his clothes quickly.
Tobias loves anything Lego, military, computer games (which we limit a lot), active games, bike riding and swings.
Tobias is the child that while he might struggle with telling the truth himself at times, he deeply wants to know truth and be truth. He desperately wants those around him to display truth and justice. He also has a passion for life and is at times impulsive. He is similar to Peter's character in the Bible, who one moment is declaring the Lord is God, and the next moment reacting in passion and justice in his own way, thinking that is what would be best. He didn't take the time to ponder what the Lord would want, when he swung his sword at the soldier cutting of his ear.. Tobias is our boy who just goes, who just does, who just impetuously does what he sees fit at the moment. He is learning and growing in wisdom. He is beginning to gain some self-control, albeit slower than this Mama would like most of the time. But I do see fruit. I do see the Holy Spirit moving in his heart and changing his ways.
He is very thoughtful at other times, laying in bed and pondering the gravity of his sin and asking me again to talk him through the gospel and teach him how to be saved. I just love this boy and I am so honored that God has asked me to be his Mother. I love that he keeps me thinking, he keeps me praying, he keeps me looking to God for answers on how to be a better mother. I love that he keeps me young, while at the same time ages me a little more when he jumps off something high that will likely hurt him, just because that is what he does and he doesn't realize it is dangerous.
I look forward to seeing what God has planned for this son of mine. I look forward to watching him grow up into a man, that will learn to control his flesh and learn to surrender himself to God, while at the same time be that warrior fighting for justice in our wicked world.
I love you so much Toby John.
Tobias John... our sweet, sensitive, loving, passionate, funny, smart, crazy active and energetic boy turned who 8!! Where has the time gone? He was and still is our biggest boy. He was born at 10 lbs and 8 oz, not fat just a big boy. Today, he is very thin, but as tall as a 10 year old and out growing his clothes quickly.
Tobias loves anything Lego, military, computer games (which we limit a lot), active games, bike riding and swings.
Tobias is the child that while he might struggle with telling the truth himself at times, he deeply wants to know truth and be truth. He desperately wants those around him to display truth and justice. He also has a passion for life and is at times impulsive. He is similar to Peter's character in the Bible, who one moment is declaring the Lord is God, and the next moment reacting in passion and justice in his own way, thinking that is what would be best. He didn't take the time to ponder what the Lord would want, when he swung his sword at the soldier cutting of his ear.. Tobias is our boy who just goes, who just does, who just impetuously does what he sees fit at the moment. He is learning and growing in wisdom. He is beginning to gain some self-control, albeit slower than this Mama would like most of the time. But I do see fruit. I do see the Holy Spirit moving in his heart and changing his ways.
He is very thoughtful at other times, laying in bed and pondering the gravity of his sin and asking me again to talk him through the gospel and teach him how to be saved. I just love this boy and I am so honored that God has asked me to be his Mother. I love that he keeps me thinking, he keeps me praying, he keeps me looking to God for answers on how to be a better mother. I love that he keeps me young, while at the same time ages me a little more when he jumps off something high that will likely hurt him, just because that is what he does and he doesn't realize it is dangerous.
I look forward to seeing what God has planned for this son of mine. I look forward to watching him grow up into a man, that will learn to control his flesh and learn to surrender himself to God, while at the same time be that warrior fighting for justice in our wicked world.
I love you so much Toby John.
Wednesday, February 27, 2013
Our Special Gift
We see all of our children as special blessings from the Lord, gifts from Him alone. Even though they came from human bodies it was He who created them, each unique, beautiful, precious, amazing!
Psalm 139:13-16 "For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother's womb. I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well. My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place. When I was woven together in the depths of the earth, your eyes saw my unformed body. All the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be."
Three years ago, Asher Thomas Quan (pronounced "Ch uw en") was born on February 23 in the wee hours of the morning. I imagine his parents were shocked to see his "disability". I am not sure what their reasons were for "giving" him up, putting in front of an orphanage gate early the next morning. I can have my speculations, but it doesn't matter, as I have no idea really, and on this side of life, will likely never know. Asher will have to decide on his own if someday he wants to try and find his family. I will support him at whatever he decides.
But even in the middle of all that trauma for my precious son, there was a gift given to Him by his Creator, their was life. He created Asher in his mother's womb perfectly suitable for God and His kingdom. He might not have looked like the "perfect" child to the world, but to God and to us he IS perfect and beautiful. The Heavenly, Father gave our family Asher as a gift to love, nurture, help to be healed, pray for, disciple, teach and provide security in a family. It has been truly the most amazing gift I could have ever imagined. I knew I always wanted to adopt.
I have heard lots of horror stories of parents who had either been ignorant to their adopted child's needs or didn't have the best skills to handle the difficulties that could come with adoption, or for whatever reason should have never adopted in the first place. But for us it has been nothing like that. I am not saying it has been all easy and fun. Parenting is hard work, period. Parenting an adopted child takes dedication, education, understanding, patience, prayer and forever commitment to pour out yourself. However, truly it has been precious and beautiful, as all things from God are.
This gift of ours, turned 3 and has grown so much. Not only has he grown 6 inches and 8 pounds, 2 sizes in clothing, tons of new words, cognitively understands anything we say, but he is also growing spiritually. I rock and sing to him every night before bed. I have been signing "Jesus Loves Me", 2 of the verses for months now. He will NOT let me forget to sign them, that song only and he often sings them himself, no matter how tired he is. He prays and while he rarely sits still, he will try to close his eyes during prayer time and will attempt to repeat anything I say for "his prayer".
The other day he was not very nice to his sister Lenea, and hurt her badly because he didn't get something she was playing with. At first he just scowled when I scolded him and set him on my lap. He would not say he was sorry to her, which we require in younger children, even if they aren't repentive. But the next day when I was examining her injury in front of him, he sweetly said, "I sorry Nea" all on his own. It melted my heart as he knew he had hurt her and was truly sorry.
In the next year, we look forward to seeing how he will relate to his younger siblings from China. I pray that he adjusts well. He is quite the Mama and Daddy boy, and we just won't have as many free hands for him after they are home so he will be forced to share. But inside his stubbornness is one sweet and loving child. He is mostly easy going and fun to be around.
He doesn't really care for cake so for his birthday so my daughter-in-love made the best chocolate chip cookies for him. He liked those better than cake. Happy Birthday my sweet Asher Quan. I don't know what my life would have been like without you in it. Surely it would have full of less love, happiness, fun, gentleness, understanding, youth, and I am ever so thankful I don't have to find out.
Psalm 139:13-16 "For you created my inmost being; you knit me together in my mother's womb. I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well. My frame was not hidden from you when I was made in the secret place. When I was woven together in the depths of the earth, your eyes saw my unformed body. All the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be."
Three years ago, Asher Thomas Quan (pronounced "Ch uw en") was born on February 23 in the wee hours of the morning. I imagine his parents were shocked to see his "disability". I am not sure what their reasons were for "giving" him up, putting in front of an orphanage gate early the next morning. I can have my speculations, but it doesn't matter, as I have no idea really, and on this side of life, will likely never know. Asher will have to decide on his own if someday he wants to try and find his family. I will support him at whatever he decides.
But even in the middle of all that trauma for my precious son, there was a gift given to Him by his Creator, their was life. He created Asher in his mother's womb perfectly suitable for God and His kingdom. He might not have looked like the "perfect" child to the world, but to God and to us he IS perfect and beautiful. The Heavenly, Father gave our family Asher as a gift to love, nurture, help to be healed, pray for, disciple, teach and provide security in a family. It has been truly the most amazing gift I could have ever imagined. I knew I always wanted to adopt.
I have heard lots of horror stories of parents who had either been ignorant to their adopted child's needs or didn't have the best skills to handle the difficulties that could come with adoption, or for whatever reason should have never adopted in the first place. But for us it has been nothing like that. I am not saying it has been all easy and fun. Parenting is hard work, period. Parenting an adopted child takes dedication, education, understanding, patience, prayer and forever commitment to pour out yourself. However, truly it has been precious and beautiful, as all things from God are.
This gift of ours, turned 3 and has grown so much. Not only has he grown 6 inches and 8 pounds, 2 sizes in clothing, tons of new words, cognitively understands anything we say, but he is also growing spiritually. I rock and sing to him every night before bed. I have been signing "Jesus Loves Me", 2 of the verses for months now. He will NOT let me forget to sign them, that song only and he often sings them himself, no matter how tired he is. He prays and while he rarely sits still, he will try to close his eyes during prayer time and will attempt to repeat anything I say for "his prayer".
The other day he was not very nice to his sister Lenea, and hurt her badly because he didn't get something she was playing with. At first he just scowled when I scolded him and set him on my lap. He would not say he was sorry to her, which we require in younger children, even if they aren't repentive. But the next day when I was examining her injury in front of him, he sweetly said, "I sorry Nea" all on his own. It melted my heart as he knew he had hurt her and was truly sorry.
In the next year, we look forward to seeing how he will relate to his younger siblings from China. I pray that he adjusts well. He is quite the Mama and Daddy boy, and we just won't have as many free hands for him after they are home so he will be forced to share. But inside his stubbornness is one sweet and loving child. He is mostly easy going and fun to be around.
He doesn't really care for cake so for his birthday so my daughter-in-love made the best chocolate chip cookies for him. He liked those better than cake. Happy Birthday my sweet Asher Quan. I don't know what my life would have been like without you in it. Surely it would have full of less love, happiness, fun, gentleness, understanding, youth, and I am ever so thankful I don't have to find out.
Tuesday, February 19, 2013
I Refuse: (added onto last post)
After writing my last post this morning I had to go on an errand and on the way home I heard this song which said perfectly to what I am feeling for my own heart, my children, the church.
Here is the lyrics and here is the song if you would like to hear it.
I Refuse by Josh Wilson
Sometimes I
I just want to close my eyes
And act like everyone's alright
When I know they're not
This world needs God
But it's easier to stand and watch
I could say a prayer and just move on
Like nothing's wrong
But I refuse
'Cause I don't want to live like I don't care
I don't want to say another empty prayer
Oh, I refuse
To sit around and wait for someone else
To do what God has called me to do myself
Oh, I could choose
Not to move but I refuse
I can hear the least of these
Crying out so desperately
And I know we are the hands and feet
Of You, oh God
So, if You say move
It's time for me to follow through
And do what I was made to do
Show them who You are
'Cause I don't want to live like I don't care
I don't want to say another empty prayer
Oh, I refuse
To sit around and wait for someone else
To do what God has called me to do myself
Oh, I could choose
Not to move but I refuse
To stand and watch the weary and lost
Cry out for help
I refuse to turn my back
And try and act like all is well
I refuse to stay unchanged
To wait another day, to die to myself
I refuse to make one more excuse
'Cause I don't want to live like I don't care
I don't want to say another empty prayer
Oh, I refuse
To sit around and wait for someone else
To do what God has called me to do myself
Oh, I could choose
Not to move but I refuse
I refuse
I refuse
Here is the lyrics and here is the song if you would like to hear it.
I Refuse by Josh Wilson
Sometimes I
I just want to close my eyes
And act like everyone's alright
When I know they're not
This world needs God
But it's easier to stand and watch
I could say a prayer and just move on
Like nothing's wrong
But I refuse
'Cause I don't want to live like I don't care
I don't want to say another empty prayer
Oh, I refuse
To sit around and wait for someone else
To do what God has called me to do myself
Oh, I could choose
Not to move but I refuse
I can hear the least of these
Crying out so desperately
And I know we are the hands and feet
Of You, oh God
So, if You say move
It's time for me to follow through
And do what I was made to do
Show them who You are
'Cause I don't want to live like I don't care
I don't want to say another empty prayer
Oh, I refuse
To sit around and wait for someone else
To do what God has called me to do myself
Oh, I could choose
Not to move but I refuse
To stand and watch the weary and lost
Cry out for help
I refuse to turn my back
And try and act like all is well
I refuse to stay unchanged
To wait another day, to die to myself
I refuse to make one more excuse
'Cause I don't want to live like I don't care
I don't want to say another empty prayer
Oh, I refuse
To sit around and wait for someone else
To do what God has called me to do myself
Oh, I could choose
Not to move but I refuse
I refuse
I refuse
When We Give To The Least of These
I LOVE this song by Audio Adrenaline.
Is it possible to be a Christian, a Christ follower, a Believer, a friend and disciple to Jesus, one who should have a heart after our Abba Father and still walk away from the needs of these innocent, precious children? Can we claim we don't have any money, time or ability to help them when we have Christ living in us, who gave us E-V-E-R-Y-T-H-I-N-G!!!!!
I mean every little crumb of food we eat, every little breath we take, every single night we get to sleep in a warm, safe, comfortable bed and every day we live (oh what a gift they are). And then to top it all off, He sent HIS one, only, perfect, Son, the King of all Kings to DIE for us, for me and raise from the dead so we can conquer death, sin and live for eternity with our merciful, gracious, loving Father.
I have been reading that most churches in America don't even have an orphan or adoption ministry. However, they find many ways to make their church more comfortable and fancy with coffee shops and more. (I am not saying I am against comfortable and coffee shops either, just making an analogy.)
There are millions and millions of children around the world and here in the US who need a family. If every Christian family would help just one child there would be no more orphans. I can't fathom that, but I know we have a Father God who does want to see that happen and He will make a way. There are families being awakened to that need, but they don't have a lot of support. Adoption is a long, tiring, expensive, emotional, frustrating and lonely journey. And because it IS God's heart the attacks from the enemy are strong. But the church's love, prayer, support and encouragement will help all of that to be none or in the least strong against the attacks.
Come alongside your adopting friends. Pray for them faithfully, encourage them, love their children even the ones not adopted, babysit for them, take them a meal before and after the adoption, just be a listening ear and show them Jesus' love for the "least" of these.
If you truly have examined your lives and hearts and believe you just have nothing else to give of your God-given resources then pray some more for Him to show you how. What can you give to the "least" of these? Will you minister to the families choosing to adopt? Will you go to the mission field and serve them face to face? Will you adopt yourself?
Don't be known as the "Lukewarm" church like in Revelation 3:14-22: 15 “I know your works, that you are neither cold nor hot. I could wish you were cold or hot. 16 So then, because you are lukewarm, and neither cold nor hot, I will vomit you out of My mouth."
Here is a side note. I got a precious few photos today from a mom who just adopted her 2 year old from the same orphanage as Elliana is at. Here are a couple of her cuteness.
Oh, these last few months are getting harder and harder. She looks like she needs to smile and be loved. How did "I" become the one that God chose to love these beautiful children? Thank you Lord of Heaven for your amazing, love for me to allow me this opportunity to love the "least" of these.
Please pray our Letter of Acceptance (LOA) will come by the end of next week from China. That will keep us right on track to travel the last week of May to get her and Isaiah. Please also pray for our finances. We have received a few donations which we are ever so grateful, but we don't want to ask our friends for anymore. We know everyone has commitments and struggles like all of us. We are looking at a grant that we know 2 families personally received, but we don't think we will qualify for various reasons, but we are going to try and apply anyway. We do think we can save the majority of what we need by end of summer, but we want to travel in May not August. We are looking at refinancing our house which will give us a little bit too. However, our tax refund was only 20% what I thought it would be and then we owe state a pretty large sum of money too. I am asking that God would provide in only a miraculous way that is obviously Him.
Sunday, February 17, 2013
Another Birthday!
We have a 10 year old in the house, what a wonderful age!!
Moriah Ann, born on February 7, in the middle of the day. I am so blessed to be the mother to this amazing daughter God gave me. Moriah Ann is a precious, gentle and compassionate girl. She can also be very tough at times, wrestling her brothers and falling down with barely whimpering.
Moriah LOVES animals and little ones. She is often the chosen playmate for littles. She is patient with them, lets them choose what they want to play, and always has a giggle or hug to share with them.
She is often called, "Mo-Mo". When she was born, 2 year old Jacob had trouble saying her name, so he began calling her "Mo" and we also started "Mo-Mo" then too. Both nick names have stuck, even friends call her that at times. I like to call her my "Mo-me Ann" as well, just for fun.
Moriah tends to be quiet and reserved, but she can still be a lot of fun. Because she is more quiet than the rest of the children, when she has something to say it is important to really take the time to listen. She loves to play outside with either bike and scooter riding, soccer or shooting baskets. Some might consider her a little more tomboyish than some girls, but not totally. I signed her up for worship dance and ballet this last year, and I think she is secretly really enjoying it.
She wanted to grow her beautiful blond hair longer and she hates it when I trim it. However, she hates the tangles too! But it is past the middle of her back now. She has always had an easy time at growing her hair longer. I think it will really thicken up as she grows up more.
On our girls' 10th birthdays we have a tradition of buying a doll house kit they could make with Daddy. Because Moriah wasn't a big doll girl, even though she likes them it just wasn't her chosen play thing, I wasn't sure if she would like a doll house. So I had to ask her what she thought. She wasn't so sure at first and just told me her typical answer of, "I don't know". I told her she needed to choose as I didn't want to buy it for her if she would rather not have it, but I didn't want to not buy it if she thought some day she wished she had gotten one. It was easy with Makenna and Eliza as they always loved dolls and I can tell Lenea will want one too as she begs to play with her older sister's doll houses all the time. For Moriah, she needed to take some time to think about her answer. She said to me, "Well, I don't want to choose the wrong answer I might regret." After a week or so I asked her again and she did indeed decide she wanted one. Instead of buying her a fancier one like Makenna and Eliza got, I bought her a cute little "Beachside Bungalow", they call it. Daddy is going to start helping her build it this weekend.
For her dinner she asked for Fiesta Stack (which is a favorite family recipe like a flat, baked, layered burrito) and Peanut Butter Pie for dessert, YUMMY!! Moriah can't want for Isaiah and Elliana to come home. She was the first older sibling that Asher allowed to play with her, likely for the reasons I said above and she gave him his space, waiting for him to take the lead in the relationship. I know she will be even more practiced now with the two new toddlers coming home. I can't wait to see the relationships grow.
Happy Birthday Sweet Mo-me Ann, I am so thankful to be your Mommy. I love you the mostest sweet girl. Yes, I love YOU the mostest, I loved you first.
Moriah Ann, born on February 7, in the middle of the day. I am so blessed to be the mother to this amazing daughter God gave me. Moriah Ann is a precious, gentle and compassionate girl. She can also be very tough at times, wrestling her brothers and falling down with barely whimpering.
Moriah LOVES animals and little ones. She is often the chosen playmate for littles. She is patient with them, lets them choose what they want to play, and always has a giggle or hug to share with them.
She is often called, "Mo-Mo". When she was born, 2 year old Jacob had trouble saying her name, so he began calling her "Mo" and we also started "Mo-Mo" then too. Both nick names have stuck, even friends call her that at times. I like to call her my "Mo-me Ann" as well, just for fun.
Moriah tends to be quiet and reserved, but she can still be a lot of fun. Because she is more quiet than the rest of the children, when she has something to say it is important to really take the time to listen. She loves to play outside with either bike and scooter riding, soccer or shooting baskets. Some might consider her a little more tomboyish than some girls, but not totally. I signed her up for worship dance and ballet this last year, and I think she is secretly really enjoying it.
She wanted to grow her beautiful blond hair longer and she hates it when I trim it. However, she hates the tangles too! But it is past the middle of her back now. She has always had an easy time at growing her hair longer. I think it will really thicken up as she grows up more.
On our girls' 10th birthdays we have a tradition of buying a doll house kit they could make with Daddy. Because Moriah wasn't a big doll girl, even though she likes them it just wasn't her chosen play thing, I wasn't sure if she would like a doll house. So I had to ask her what she thought. She wasn't so sure at first and just told me her typical answer of, "I don't know". I told her she needed to choose as I didn't want to buy it for her if she would rather not have it, but I didn't want to not buy it if she thought some day she wished she had gotten one. It was easy with Makenna and Eliza as they always loved dolls and I can tell Lenea will want one too as she begs to play with her older sister's doll houses all the time. For Moriah, she needed to take some time to think about her answer. She said to me, "Well, I don't want to choose the wrong answer I might regret." After a week or so I asked her again and she did indeed decide she wanted one. Instead of buying her a fancier one like Makenna and Eliza got, I bought her a cute little "Beachside Bungalow", they call it. Daddy is going to start helping her build it this weekend.
For her dinner she asked for Fiesta Stack (which is a favorite family recipe like a flat, baked, layered burrito) and Peanut Butter Pie for dessert, YUMMY!! Moriah can't want for Isaiah and Elliana to come home. She was the first older sibling that Asher allowed to play with her, likely for the reasons I said above and she gave him his space, waiting for him to take the lead in the relationship. I know she will be even more practiced now with the two new toddlers coming home. I can't wait to see the relationships grow.
Happy Birthday Sweet Mo-me Ann, I am so thankful to be your Mommy. I love you the mostest sweet girl. Yes, I love YOU the mostest, I loved you first.
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