Sunday, September 14, 2008


I just saw pictures of Galveston and Houston for the first time since Ike actually hit, and I am mortified! I immediately started crying, no, weeping, for all of the people that have lost their homes. I could not imagine having to flee from my house, knowing the severity of the hurricane and the damage seen on TV, and not knowing what to expect when you are finally allowed to go back home (if you have a home).

I would like to challenge anyone who reads this blog, to continue daily to lift up everyone affected by these horrific storms. I pray that God would work in each of their lives, and that if they do not know Christ, that somehow through this, they would be led to Him.

It is truly hard for me to look at my pictures of our trip to Galveston this summer, and our wonderful memories there, and then to see the pictures of it now. If anyone that reads this, was affected, or knows anyone who was affected, please, please, let me know how/if I can be of any help! While I live in the DFW area, I can promise you that I am seriously and deeply praying for you and your families.

Wednesday, September 10, 2008

The Forest

Ok, so I am realizing that when we are not understanding God fully, He sometimes makes it so that we have no other choice. For example, I have taken Wed morning Bible Study at our church for the past 3 years. These have been great for me, in my walk as a wife, a mother, and a daughter of Christ. This year however, my oldest is in half-day kindergarten (Thanks Keller ISD!) So this has made it impossible for me to attend Wed mornings and be able to pick him up (he's 5, he can walk home right?) Just kidding!

So, while I was praying that God would show me what I am supposed to do about this, which by the way, you should only do if you are really ready to do whatever His answer is. He has given me the vision of the need for a group study in my neighborhood. Cool right? Right, except that I am the one to start it, lead it, organize it, and invite people I know and are you ready for this...strangers! Yes, I need your prayers!

I am so excited to do what God wants of me, but at the same time I am completely scared and I have been under serious attack! For those of you that don't understand this, the enemy is really working on me on doubting this and myself. But, like the Bible says, "no bad thought is from God" So if you are doubting yourself as a wife, a mother, or just a woman, please know that this is totally from Satan. And that through Christ all things are possible.

God is really working in my life right now, and showing me all kinds of new and crazy things! And through the translation of a great friend, I am beginning to understand His purpose in all this! **Thanks Suzie!** I am longing to see the forest through the trees, but I guess that will happen in time.

Tuesday, September 2, 2008

First Trip To The ER

So, Saturday we are hanging out with some friends at their house, swimming, etc. Carson is all over their swingset (which happens to have a trapeze type bar with rings). For those of you that don't know him, Carson is very daring and fearless. I wonder where he gets that from? Hmmmm? Can you say motorcycles? Anyway, he starts pulling himself up by the rings and flipping his legs over the bar, until he has completely flipped himself over. He does this several times with seemingly decent dismounts, but then he falls off and hurts his foot. After a little while, he is much better. Normal day in the life of Carson.

Sunday morning however, he can't put any pressure on it, and is saying "Ow, ow, ow" "It urts, it urts" every time he walks. So I decide that we are not taking any chances and are going straight to the ER at 7am on Sunday morning. Luckily, it wasn't very crowded. After X-Rays, it is not broken, just bruised, and he should be better within the next 3 days.

Let me just tell you what a little stinker he is, for two hours he is telling me "No touch it Mommy. No touch" So, when the doctor comes in, he is checking his hip and the rest of his leg, tickling him all the way. He is touching his foot while doing this by the way. And the doctor says "Seems fine to me." So of course the minute he stops, I look at Carson's foot and barely move my hand when..."No touch it Mommy. No touch" Seriously?

But at least nothing is broken, and now he is running, jumping, and climbing as if nothing ever happened!