Unfinished Business

    We moved into a neighborhood February 2, 2013 that I have lived in three other times in my life.  What are the odds of that happening?  God odds I guess :)  To be honest, it was the only home available, and we were approved 3 days before we would be homeless.  That would be God, just in time and not a minute before.  Needless to say, I had a BIG, BAD attitude about the whole thing.  It was smaller, crazy dirty, and I was exhausted before we even moved in from all the stress of not knowing where our family of 7 was going to go.  My body ached, hands were numb, and I still had to clean up the new house and unpack.  
       As I look back a few months, I really couldn't understand what God was doing, or what I was doing. My heart ached because it had become attached to a really nice house, in a really nice neighborhood.  I was spoiled with a 2800sq ft beautiful home, a giant yard and a two car garage.  We had housed many people, had many parties, and shared it with everyone we could.  After four years, I didn't want to move, I was comfortable right where I was.
     I had forgotten that God doesn't do comfortable.  How else could I ever begin to look like Christ?  I would have to change, happy or not.
     As I cleaned, planted a garden, and unpacked, I felt a little better.  I still didn't know why I would come back to Eastbrook.  My parents lived about 4 blocks down the street when they were first married and I was born.  They moved when I was 2.  My dad moved back to the neighborhood 3 blocks down the street when I was 16 and I lived there till I moved to Virginia and got married.  I came back when my daughter was 6 months old for 6 months.  Now I am back with my big family of 7.  I thought to myself, I must have unfinished business here. Why would God bring me back here?   God knew better than me, there was a bigger story unfolding.  Something that I would not have ever thought. He was going to send and angel to my house, disguised as a mom of 5, sent from Hungary to change my life forever.  The angel came with a message that would change the way I see everything. You won't believe what happened....

My lesson learned: Letting go of the worldly things (comforts), makes room in your life for real, deep down, soul touching satisfaction.  The kind that makes you ache more for Him.

Change of Course

It has been awhile since the last blog. It seems strange to finally write 4 years after I start it.  A lot of things can happen in 4 years.  My kids were 8, 12, 16, 18.  Now they are almost 2, 12, 16, 20, and 22. Notice there is another one.  I was pregnant twice, we have moved, lost jobs, gotten new jobs, had people live with us, and move out.  Many tears have fallen over a baby lost, friends losing their child, children leaving, graduations, a baby born, friendships lost, new friends leaving too quickly.  I really can't believe all the things that can change in such a short time.

So perhaps, it is time to start really recording these things.  As the days seem shorter the older I get, I feel a since of urgency, like time is slipping away down a stream that used to be a trickling brook, but now is river with rapids every few hundred yards.  I am starting a new adventure, a quick turn in the river of life, so I figure this is a good place to start recording what God is doing, while I bake bread in the morning, and spend time with Him.

FaithLife, In the begining...

This walk on earth pushes me to God. I can't even imagine being able to hold up under it all without Him. My hope is in Him and all that He promises. God created the world in 6 days, and my kids reminded me the other day that Jesus said before he left this world that he was going to prepare a place for us, and He's been up in heaven for over 2000 years getting it ready for us. Sometimes the earth leaves me speachless, I can't even imagine what he could do in over 733,000 days.

Staying behind here though and waiting can be very difficult. I find myself always looking for a balanced life, while there are moments I feel close to it, they are fleeting. People say " Why can't I (we,you) be normal?", I always want to say, "Normal is heaven!", we aren't ever going to feel like we belong here. So while I am an alien on this planet, I hope that I can record the marvelous things that God does for me, my family and my friends during our visit. I hope that it becomes a place I can share our pain, joy and everything in between. Welcome to my thoughts, experiences, laughter, and tears. I can't wait to see what God does with this.

Kelly