Thursday, June 30, 2011

House update

We've continued to plug away at the house. It's been a LONG process and has taken up the majority of our time, but it's really coming together. We hope to be in by the end of summer! Hip Hip Hooray!!! We've recently finished the exterior rock work, are wrapping up tile, continue to plug away at millwork and are just about to start our hardwood floors! Here are a few pictures...

Friday, June 3, 2011

A Disciple.

This is a post, I've been wanting to write for quite awhile now...something I've been contemplating on recently. Not too long ago, I finished reading through the book of Acts. As I read through it fairly quickly, the thing that really stuck out to me was just the overall picture of how much craziness the apostles went through in order to share the word of the Lord. It would seem that all things were stacked against them and yet, the gospel spread like wildfire. And the apostles were willing to go through literally ANYTHING in order to share the message of Christ's love. It was their highest priority. It would seem that nothing else really mattered. Having just read through the all the gospels one right after the other, followed by Acts, I came to know the discples a bit better. Also, I'm doing a Beth Moore study called "The Beloved Discple," which of course, follows the life of John (and thus, some of the other discples as well). Anyway, as I read through Acts, the thought just kept coming to me that the apostles went through a TON of anguish and hardships in keeping the gospel. They treated it as a treasure. And here I too carry this good news message, yet I don't act as though the mission of sending it out is that important. If I were to cross paths with Peter, I would feel so embarrassed because I've done such a poor job of carrying on the job that they started. I'd like to think I'd go to prison for the gospel...I'd face all kinds of threats and yes, even be willing to die for the gospel. And yet, here I sit with peoeple all around me who need God's grace to cover them. The least I could do is share the message with them. Instead I continue on in the business of my life. God, forgive me!

Tuesday, April 12, 2011


Pretty morbid title, but I recently started reading a book that talked about living your life like you want to be remembered. I'm afraid I don't do a very good job at that. I tend to get caught up in the moment, doing what I want to do for the time being. I don't think I'm very far-sighted. What do I want to be remembered for in a few words? I want people to know (based on my actions) that I loved my God wholeheartedly. I want them to know I loved my family to the best of my abilities. And I want to be known as a compassionate who served others, no matter what they look like, what they wear, what they smell like, and what their past or future looks like. I wish I did a better job at being seize the moment and do unusual things, like taking a homeless person I come across out to lunch. Things like that. There are a lot of things that I enjoy and aspire to. For example, I'd love to get more education. I'd love to be known as an adventurer, a world traveler, a mountain climber, an avid reader. These are things I have spent some time on. But those things aren't what I want written on my gravestone. I want something far simpler, yet much harder to obtain. I want to be known for my love of others. I want to live my life purposefully. Who doesn't? But it's rare to come across someone who actually does.

Wednesday, March 30, 2011


I was just reading in Luke 13 about the barren fig tree. It is the story about a fig tree that for years produces no fruit, so he goes to the vinedresser and tells him that the tree is a waste of space and should be pulled up. The vinedresser pleads the case of the fig tree and says he will fertilize it with manure and give it another chance. The vinedresser desires to show grace, but what is needed to bear fruit is some manure. Manure is an interesting thing, because it's not intuitive that it would be helpful in any way, and yet it is. It stinks, you would in no way want to eat it, and yet it helps a plant to produce wonderful, tasty, aromatic fruits and vegetables. I was thinking about the manure in my own life. The things that aren't very tasty and yet have brought about good fruits, the biggest being of course, infertility. It certainly hasn't been has been bitter and hard to bear at times. And yet, it has helped to bear fruit in my life. It has brought me to God to fill me up. It has brought about much fruit in terms of compassion, understanding, and humility. These fruits are difficult to see, because they are a part of my character. I do, however, have a more tangible piece of fruit now that never would have come about without our problems with infertility and his name is Wedly. I'm so thankful for him and although I don't yet know him, I wouldn't change a thing about my past. God has a plan marked out for us and I'm excited for where he will take us!

Sunday, March 27, 2011

Our son - Wedly

We know who our son will be! I am completely thrilled and had to post what I remember about the last couple of weeks. Here is how our story goes: A few weeks ago we received a few profiles on little boys who could be our son. Two little boys really stood out, and we felt drawn to one in particular, named Wedly. Based on the profile, Wedly is a very sweet little boy who smiles a lot, loves to share with his friends, loves to play with balls, and also loves music. Those are just a few of the things stated on the profile, but basically the jist is that he sounds like a very sweet little boy. He turned two on March 17 and on March 18 we FINALLY got to talk with our adoption coordinator and confirm that Wedly is who we wanted to adopt...She told us that Wedly for sure would become our son and we could announce it to the world! March 18, 2011 will go down as one of the best days of my life. We were working at our house, had a couple of meetings through the day, and my eyes kept filling with tears as I thought about the new addition to our family. Then things just got better as we headed to my parents house to celebrate mine and my sister's birthday. It was there that we did our first annoucement. I had framed a picture of Wedly for my sister and wrapped it up. She opened it, turned it over and yells "is this him? Is this him???" While my mom is saying "what, is that him? Who is it?". It was sort of chaotic and totally wonderful as we all (minus Ben and Sam) were crying. Ben, probably very confused, looks at the picture and says "He's a cute little guy..." It was really funny. Just an absolute joyous occassion and one that I will never forget. It's been fun and overwhelming to share our news with everyone. Though I am not one for drawing attention to myself, this is the path that God has laid out for us, and by His grace, Wedly is our son and I'm so proud of that! Everyone is so happy for us. I'm so ready to bring him home, though I definitely want to be in our house first. :) God, bring our son home to us soon!

Thursday, February 3, 2011

Adoption update

Well, the last week or so has been very exciting as far as the adoption goes. We should have the name of who our son will be! I cant even believe it and am so excited for what's to come. It's a bit overwhelming, as I know any child we get will come with a rough past and therefore likely will have some emotional trauma. That can be hard. I just hope God will continue to prepare us to be just what our child will be. I find myself thinking constantly about who our child might be. I look at pictures and's really, really hard to concentrate on anything else!

Tuesday, February 1, 2011


This morning I woke up feeling different, somehow. Renewed. Like a daughter of Christ. Our pastor on Sunday talked about hiding behind the shadow of the Cross and finding our holiness in Christ rather than in my always growing "list" of do's and don'ts that should make me more Christ-like and therefore, holy. This has been on my mind the last couple of days. This morning I woke up just feeling loved. Completely loved for who I am. Like I don't need to try and be someone else, I can be completely comfortable in my skin, zits and all (both literally and figuratively) because God loves me! I can hide behind the cross and do what I do because I love my God, not because I'm trying to attain holiness. I can look to him, who loves me despite what he sees inside me, and just be myself with confidence, because he made me unique for a purpose. I want to be a tool in his hand used for his purpose, but a screw driver doesn't make a very good shovel. I think as I become a student of his and come to know the God who loves me so much, I learn so much more about myself as well and will have a better understanding of that which God has called me for. I will know what to say yes to and what to say no to and will live a much more effective life, to the glory of God. It's a good feeling to be loved. And not just by someone who sees the outside, but someone who knows all the dirt and garbage and still loves me. Thank you , Lord!

Thursday, January 20, 2011

A roller coaster week.

Well, maybe I'm not going to be so good at this. I can't believe it's been so long since I've posted, but that's okay...I'll just do what I can.

This week has been a complete roller coaster. Last Saturday was not a great day for me. First off, we found that the insulation in our ceiling is wet and mold is starting to grow. I was really, really worried, naturally, but tried to just bring it to the Lord. On top of that, we were reading through some paperwork for our adoption and one of the bullet points stated that they will cancel your adoption if you get pregnant. This was different than what Children of the Promise had said, so I was really, really heart broken, since we hope to get pregnant soon, but want to adopt at the same time.

On Wednesday we had our insulation dudes come out to look at our ceiling. My biggest fear was that they were going to look at it and say it was just fine, not wanting to own up to the problem. We knew it wasn't a roof leak, that it was just bad condensation with a bad system, but weren't sure that they would want to take care of it. Well...they were pretty horrified by how damp it was and when we took down some of the baffling, saw that there was a lot more mold than we were thinking. Ugghh... well, today they are working at taking it all down and although it's a big mess, I'm just thankful to have it taken out. Now we just need to figure out what we will do next. I'm not feeling very confident in doing a similar system again. I don't want to have to do this again in the future.

As far as the adoption goes, I talked with our coordinator yesterday and she said she was okay with us working toward getting pregnant and that they wouldn't cancel the adoption even if we were successful. This too was awesome news! I've been on cloud nine ever since!!! We still have a lot of paperwork to do, but we are getting closer. It's been funny, cause as we've gone down this road of infertility and miscarriages, I've had many, many dreams about having children. Though I wasn't laughing in the dream, it's kinda funny, cause my dreams almost always had to do with me forgetting to feed and/or diaper my baby. Like I'd get to the end of the day and realize I was a mom and hadn't breastfed my baby all day. It was awful! Well, my dreams almost always had a little girl with blond curly hair. Recently, though they've changed to having a little dark skinned boy. Needless to say, I was pretty sad when I thought we might have to delay our adoption stuff. I can't wait to get to hold the little boy in my dreams! :o)