Jesus is in the HOUSE

Jenny loves to play with her doll house and her faith based action figures. So here we are...Jesus in the house of the playhouse family.

I wish that we as adults had the faith our children do.  Jesus is a part of everything she does, plays and thinks about.  Jesus is her best friend. Many times I have overheard her talking to Him just like she does to me when she is going about her day.  One of her favorite things to do is to send Him a written letter via balloon mail. She watches it until it disappears into the clouds and then says, "Yep, He got it".  

I want Jesus to be a part of my house, both physically and spiritually. I want to invite Him into every thing I do.  Nothing is to small or too unimportant to invite Jesus in. Yet, that makes you think....what I am doing...would I invite Jesus to watch, do with me, see with me?  

My prayer is Jesus be with me in all I do. Help me to never leave You out of anything. I want You as part of my life, soul, heart, spirit than anything else.  Jesus you are ALWAYS welcome in my house.

Road Trip.....to the impossible

The Barbies are taking a Road trip with rainbow hair and princess gowns.  Childhood...it is the time to believe the impossible and believe in things like driving a silver car on a rainbow until you hair turns into a rainbow. Hannah's hand is in the picture because "Mommy her hair has to fly out behind her on her road trip". Yes, it makes sense, in the eyes and mind of a child.  Believing the impossible is a possibility. That is what we should do...because our God.....NOTHING is impossible with Him.

I want to believe in the impossible and the hope the keeps youth sparkling and vibrant.

Raindrops are how Spring breathes

Spring time...it's raindrops and wind...hope and renewal. This plant that Jenny planted fascinates her. She loves this plant. She talks to it, sings to it and checks it every day. It is outgrowing the cup and we need to transplant it. I need to make sure I let God transplant me when I have outgrown the stage I am in. I don't need to hold on to the "bloom where I am planted" so hard that I miss out on God transplanting me to a bigger and better place.  He is the Master and He knows just how much wind to send, how much rain to send and how much sun for each plant to grow. It is the same with our spirits. He knows what we need to grow and where we will grow best. He knows the trials we face are for a reason. Like plants we need to submit to the Master's hand and let HIM grow us.

Raindrops it is how spring breathes because the rain brings new life and growth. Without being watered it will not survive.  Lord help me water my spirit with your Word. There is one difference between our spirits and a plant awaiting rain. We can't get too much of the watering of our souls by the Word. A plant can get too much rain and not survive. We on the other hand...the more we water our soul with the Word...the more and healthier we will grow.

I am sure someone may have come up with the phrase raindrops is how spring breathes but it dropped in my heart today...I don't think I have read that phrase any where before but nothing is new under the sun.  The fact that Spring lives and brings new life is something that will apply to my spirit. I want new growth, so I am saying Lord......Let it rain and let spring breathe into my spirit by the power of YOUR Word.

Through the eyes of a child.....

I am going to attempt to do a new "project" and let the Father show me something through this project. He said we are to have faith like a child. So for the next, however long it takes or until I feel like God is done with me and this project I am going to attempt to take a picture a day as if viewed through the eyes of a child. Then I am going to see what God shows me through those pictures and post it here on my blog.

I am not sure what will be revealed or what God will show me, but I believe this was HIS idea that was dropped into my heart and mind.  I will start this project tomorrow.
Today....
........................I pray.........Lord lead me to what you want to show me. Help me see what you want me to see. Help me grow the way you want me to grow. Help me know what you want me to know and help me to be the me that you want me to be. Love well.....Me.

Thankfulness

I am thankful that the orthopedic doctor found the hairline fracture in Jenny's knee.
I am thankful it is just a fracture and not some of the things the ER doctor hinted it could be.
I am thankful that it is not a worse injury.
I am thankful that she is only 39 lbs, it makes lifting her in and out of the car and such a whole lot easier.
I am thankful that this evening she is in less pain.
I am thankful for a kind, caring staff at her school.
I am thankful that God is always in control.
I am thankful that my daughter can smile through tears and pain and trust her Lord to heal her.
I am thankful for a precious group of family and friends that show their love, support and prayers.
I am thankful...............just entirely and utterly THANKFUL

Waiting for answers.

Things have been a bit busy and hectic lately, but our biggest concern is for Jenny.  2-3 weeks ago on March 22, Jenny bumped her knee on our steps.  She really didn't make much of a fuss about it. Cried a second or two and we went on with our day. The next day, a Sunday, she mentioned her knee hurt but she seemed fine. She'd played and danced in worship and we thought nothing of it. She asked Pastor Emily to pray for her which was done. On Monday, morning she said Mommy my knee still hurts. I looked and it was slightly puffy. I gave her Motrin and sent her to school.

That afternoon, I had cookies in the oven and let her brother pick her up from the bus stop. It is a couple blocks or so.  She came limping home, ice bag in hand and said Mommy my knee REALLY hurts. I pulled up her pants leg and got a HUGE shock. Her knee was easily 2.5 to 3 times the normal size. I put ice on it and called my husband. Took a picture and texted it to him. He was shocked as well.

When we get home we took her to the walk in clinic.  They did an xray and found nothing concerning and diagnosed her with bursitis.  They prescribed oral steroids and rest, elevation and ice.And had us put her in an immobilizer. They gave us a referral for an orthopedic doctor for April.   We followed the orders given and she missed school the rest of the week. By that Saturday her knee was back to normal and we were really having to work to keep her resting the leg. We sent a note to the school and asked she not be in PE for the week. 

All was well. Life was busy but that's just life. The van broke down and we are down to one car.  On this past Friday morning, Jenny woke up in pain and saying Mommy my knee hurts again.  I looked and it was a little swollen. She had tests to take, so we wrapped it and sent her to school.  I told her, call me if you need me. Take your tests and I can pick you up early. Soon after the school called and she was in major pain. By the time she came home it was back to the 3 times it's size status.  I put her in the recliner, gave her Advil and ice. I made her an appointment with her pediatrician and we went to see him. He also had her knee xrayed. Nothing showed on xrays. He has us put her back in the immobilizer.  Told us to keep the appointment on Monday and keep them posted. He was baffled. 

Her pain was escalating.  I called my husband and told him. He could here her crying in the background. He was trying to work out the we have one car aspect.  He was stranded at work. We then decided to pick him up and take her to the ER.  She was in horrible pain. The ER also xrayed her knee. Nothing, no break. They also did blood tests that showed nothing off.  They DID give her pain meds. That was a blessing to not see her in agony. So we have kept her off of it and medicated her as needed.  She is on crutches and in a better immobilizer.  We have no clue.  The doctor's office called this morning and changed her appointment from being with a Nurse practitioner to being with the doctor himself.  I just want answers.  Waiting for answers is hard when your child is hurting or not feeling well. This morning the pain is controlled but the swelling is still there and I think more into her thigh. She is VERY tired today.  She turned down a powdered donut for sleeping. 

So while I wait, I will pray.  While I wait, I will praise. God is in control and I pray we get answers today.  

Marching to His heartbeat

The Lord dropped that image into my heart and mind today. I love bands, marching bands. I love how they are synchronized to the music and they march in time with every beat of the music.  God dropped an image of me marching in time to the beat of His heart beat. I want to live, dance, move to the beat of His heart.  His heartbeat, can you imagine the beauty of that heartbeat?

I love to lay my head on my husband's chest and hear his heartbeat. There are times that I have lay with my head on his chest, and him sleeping. My own breathing and heartbeat seems to suddenly slow and align itself to his.  That is how I want to live with Jesus. I want my own life to align with His very heartbeat.

His heartbeat drums out love, mercy, faith, joy, and so much more. His heartbeat says love them as I have loved you. Love everyone, regardless of who they are, where they come from, what they believe or what they do. His heartbeat says love as I loved. He ate with the outcasts. He healed those that society found unlovable and untouchable.  He loved, His heartbeat is LOVE, pure LOVE.

Lord, let me live Your heartbeat.

Lord, let me walk to Your heartbeat.

Lord let me dance to Your heartbeat.

Lord let me march to Your heartbeat.