Celebrating an Old and New Birth

Yesterday, I experienced one of many firsts without my husband…though they have been tough, I manage to get through each one from our anniversary, holidays, and other milestones.  Yesterday was no different since it would’ve been his 53rd birthday…though we miss him dearly, he probably celebrated with Jesus or other family members who have passed.


To celebrate this day, I went to the dealer to inspect the trailer with my parents.  Not only did I inspect the trailer I am now calling Mercy, I was given a quick guide on how to handle the many hoses, gadgets, and other bells and whistles that come with the trailer.


The appointment started with anxiety when I showed up and they weren’t ready…I just wanted to see Mercy and touch her again…after all, it’s been two weeks since I bought her.  Oh, Mercy is a name I gave her since my van’s name is Gracie…me and my husband tended to name our vehicles.  Well, anyway, after a several minute wait, I looked out in the parking lot and there she is…clean from a “bath” and ready for inspection…it was like welcoming a new member of the family.


Unfortunately, within an hour, my head was overwhelmed with learning how to hook up hoses and cords…and so on.  How to turn on each function…rather to use propane or electricity…battery power or electricity and so on…then learning the difference between black water versus gray water and types of hoses to use…and so on…


Excitingly, she comes with a ton of bells and whistles that include an outdoor kitchen and speaker system…an amazing entertainment center plus other cool features like the awning and tons of storage.


Of course the downfall is deciding what to keep in the trailer, store, or bless other people with…after all, I finally decided to be a girl and splurge on some cute shoes other than black flats…then there is my princess kitty who gives me looks as I pack AGAIN…but I hope she enjoys the new home; though I’m sure she’ll be content as long as she can keep hogging the bed.


Well, anyway, it’s getting excited and tomorrow Mercy is delivered to my spot in a really tiny town with trees and fresh air.


As for my husband’s birthday, I plan to celebrate my first night in the trailer with his favorite treat of cherry pie and sparkling cider…though I have a feeling he is smiling so I raise my class to a classic husband and the new adventure I am about to embark on…


Anyway, are there some firsts you are about to celebrate with or without a loved one?  How are you handling them?



Things I have learned recently…

I’m back to blogging….tonight I am writing about a few things that I have learned throughout this latest journey…

First, the latest journey has ended…my husband is home after almost 3 weeks in the hospital.  He is slowly recovering and we do have help to assist with his care because he will need long term care from now on.  Just keep praying that he continues to heal.

Second, I’m done with my final on forgiveness…perhaps in a few days I will pull out the key points and post them here.  This class on the Gospel of Matthew taught me quite a bit about Jesus, the Gospels, and even teachings like forgiveness.  Even fully understanding why Jesus made the sacrifice on the Cross especially for us Gentiles when He cleansed the temple, which was one of the final straws that led to His death and then the hope of His resurrection.  And, remember, sometimes compassion is more important than the Laws….

Third, above all, I learned that even when life is stressful as it has been throughout this class, God gives us the strength to accomplish something.  Even though I asked and received an extension for my final paper, I was able to complete it by the original due date of last night!  I passed with flying colors on that paper and earned another A to keep my GPA of 4.0.  Amazing!  Praise the Lord!

Fourth, the class on Matthew was my last class at Hope as I prepare to transfer to Northwest University.  It’s been an amazing journey now I must transition to NU and finish a dream to earn a degree at the college while having the chance to be surrounded by family when I finally graduate.  Otherwise I would not be able to have family if I graduated from a school so far away.  My new class will be on learning how to perform weddings, funerals, and other church type events.  I can’t wait as I eagerly peruse the stack of new books at my desk.

Fifth, when you’re scared and feel along, worship with your heart.  At times, while my husband was away, I would get scared at night.  I prayed and sang songs of praise so I would be able to sleep well.

Sixth, balance hospital visits and your life.  I was able to keep my wits by visiting my husband every other day.  You may feel like you are abandoning your loved one; however, unless they are gravely ill, it’s a good thing.  You are able to get needed household stuff done (plus other stuff like schoolwork) without stressing or wearing yourself out.  This is especially important to take care of yourself so you can be prepared to take care of loved one once they come out of the hospital.

Seventh, release pride.  We have help with my husband – caregivers – and it’s strange releasing some of the work to them.  Yet, this will free you up to take care of more important things around the home while spending more quality time with your loved one.  I thank those who are caregivers such as nurses, home health aides, therapists, etc. who works these jobs without complaint and are gentle to a person’s loved one.

Eighth, the hospital time may be somewhat of a blessing.  We discovered a group of people who share the same dream to open up a community style coffee shop someday.  As soon as my hubby is stronger, we hope to meet with these people and learn more about their dream.  So stay tuned.

Finally, I am grateful that God is continuing to heal my husband and HE helped us through these tough times.  Praying that my husband regains the strength he needs as he continues to heal.  I am also grateful for all of you and I hope you have a blessed Christmas and a Happy New Year.

What are your thoughts as you go through a journey that may seem tough?  Please feel free to comment…

When I am weak, I am strong…

So, over the weekend, we went to a family reunion and had a blast with food, family, and fun.

Even as we gathered to have fun, the fun turned into something not so fun.  Jokes, drinking, and other behaviors were laughed at as we seemed to have fun.  Yet the nature of the jokes were very were serious.  Unfortunately, in an effort to fit in, I joined in with the joking that was not befitting a Christian who is studying to be a pastor

Yes, I am not a perfect Christian and I did sin.  I spent the last few days trying to apologize and figure out how to approach the people who were in on the fun to apologize for not portraying myself as a better Christian.  I even caught the attitude that I was better than they were since I did not get as wild nor did I drink.

Then, in this week’s class, I realized that even so-called perfect Christians struggle with weaknesses at times.  Sort of like the thorn that was in Paul’s side in 2 Cor 12:8-10 (NIV) as it reads:

Three times I pleaded with the Lord to take it away from me.

But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.”  Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me.

That is why, for Christ’s sake, I delight in weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. For when I am weak, then I am strong.

Though I am weak at times, I know that Jesus will use that weakness to make me stronger.  After all, there is that saying “What doesn’t kill you, will only make you stronger.”

Therefore, in conclusion, put on the whole armor of God so that next time you struggle against a weakness, you can stand strong and not give in.  More darts will be aimed at us as we prepare for this upcoming journey and with the armor of God, I can fight whatever comes my way with Jesus at my side.

What weaknesses do you have in your life that come up and catch you off guard?  Do you try to fit in even with family and fail?

Please feel free to comment with your thoughts.