Sunday, August 28, 2016
There's been a lot happening, I'm hoping I don't forget something. I'm watching my children, wrestle with themselves, life, and the questions it brings. I'm also seeing the insecurities here and there. This recent week, after some careful nudging and maybe some instigating on my part, then stepping back to see where the chips may fall...friends were made that were perceived untouchable..... Not anymore. Apparently henna tattoos and fun color hair dye brings people together.... and it definitely did the little group of misfits that we had thrown together this weekend. A slumber party happened.... There was laughter that was so profound it brought tears to the eyes of many! It was indeed a night to remember. What was the most beautiful about it though was how they all reacted to each other, and I kept hearing them saying things along the lines of 'Where have you been all my life' and 'I can' believe in this small town we haven't become best friends by now!' I was worried about fire starting here, when we are looking for a new home. But then I was remembering the idea of it all...with technology we can follow each other everywhere. In the meantime I might connect a few more dots to see where those chips may fall. A lot of changes are happening as well. The next year is looking strangely clouded, but I am not afraid even in the slightest. God has plans. I have a feeling there may be some extra peeps on our journey in the spring. I'm going to keep sewing, see where that may take me, but also get a part time job to have better fishing/planting grounds happening. I would love for Monticello to have a house church. Even if it only gets the youth's attentions, worth it. We need mentor/s. I'm off to see what I can find in that idea. I know this post is pretty vague, there's a lot that is not mine to share. But I wanted to let everyone know that we are feeling their prayers :)
Tuesday, August 16, 2016
Life goes on....even after a tragedy. People still go to the store....even after a tragedy.....People still fill up their car with gasoline...even after a tragedy. Strangers are still rude to you.....even after a tragedy. And by the time you can finally get a glimpse of breathing normal again, another strikes. Then rinse and repeat. Next thing you know, it has been more than 12 years.... Today is a day of remembrance. Today, we remember the lovely Debbie Jones... Yes, well, I started to write the above on Sunday......I couldn't write anymore. Not only was I mourning Debbie, but everyone we have lost. Some losses are excruciating....some are debilitating. And then there are those that rip the very essence of your blanketed soul. You will never be the same. What is so beautiful are the memories...and how God uses the loss for something truly spectacular. I can't go further into this today...maybe another day I will. But for now, even though I am raw and broken in the chaos, I am seeing the beauty of it everywhere.