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An April Recap

Learned in AprilLast month I started the practice of recounting what I learned each month.  I believe it’s important to see how I’ve grown instead of always focusing on where I need to grow. This practice of looking back to look ahead is helping me be more grateful, more intentional, and just more me. Grab a journal or piece of paper and join in why don’t you.  Click on over here to see how others are recounting their Aprils.

1. I still love watching my husband preach/speak.

Early in the month Keith and I had the opportunity to spend a weekend at a Hispanic church participating in their missions-focused weekend.  I took the above picture Friday night when Keith was speaking (with an interpreter since it was an all hispanic congregation). While he spoke, I was once again so proud that he’s my husband and so grateful that he allows God to use him however he chooses.

2. Being a 1-car family in a family of four is not fun.

Recently our son’s car decided it wanted to visit the repair shop and require some not-in-the-budget car repairs. Needless to say, keeping up with four different people’s driving needs with one car is near impossible and daily frustrating. When Keith and I were young married, one car suited our needs just fine. But when the 17-year-old prefers you drop him off down the street from the school, someone’s needs aren’t getting met:)  This lesson leads me to #3 . . .

3. Dogs are vital to the stuck-at-home mom.

With just one car in the family for now, I get to stay home a lot. While this allows me to work efficiently, it also forces me to deal with cabin fever on a weekly basis. Harvey keeps me sane with his daily walks and companionship. Please note just because you see me chatting with him doesn’t mean I’ve totally lost it: I’ve just become Tom Hanks and made him my Wilson.

4. I’m a fan of hiking, but my knees aren’t.

Earlier this month, Keith and I did an 8-mile mountainous hike with some friends. The view from the top was spectacular and worth the hike. However, my knees weren’t convinced.  In fact, the last mile down had me interceding for supernatural strength or a piggy-back ride.

5. God’s new nickname is Jehovah-Nick-of-Time

We are finally moving into a new place this weekend. There was a time I was worried we’d be sleeping in the car. But that worry quickly disappeared as God provided everything we needed at just the right time we needed it.  Seven days before our lease was up, we found a place that we love. Then we were able to extend our apartment lease for a few days until the house was available (that’s only because the next renters backed out). Finally, I went to the mailbox one afternoon and discovered a sweet and unbelievably generous gift, one that was a direct answer to prayer. All this occurred one week before becoming “homeless.”  The truth is while I think God is working in the nick-of-time, He knows it’s simply right on time.

6. God sees dreams and clears paths as we work.

For quite a while I’ve wanted to attend a writing conference. If you’ve never investigated one, they don’t tend to be affordable. A friend told me about one taking place this July in Michigan. I checked into it and then applied for a scholarship.  I went back to working on my writing class website and forgot about it.  Recently,  I got an email saying I’d been approved for one of the scholarships.  I was overjoyed and knew that God was clearing a path for me to continue pursuing His purpose for me.  Can’t wait to see what else he does as I pursue this dream.

Okay, that’s my “learnables” from this month.  I wanna hear about yours. Leave a comment and let me know what you learn in April: the good, the bad, the ugly, or even the funny.


Say it With Me . . .


Our apartment in Ecuador which sat right above the agriculture store that sold chickens. Ahhh, the smell is still with me.

Today I had two options after sending the kids off to school: get back in bed and forget about today’s worries or drag a lawn chair out in the sunshine and spend some time soaking up the sun and Son.

I’m not going to lie, the past two weeks have been rough. I’ve had to repeat to myself over and over, “I trust you God.”  Here’s a small tidbit of what my prayers have been focused around.  Our apartment lease is up on April 29th.  Today is April 13th. Currently, we have no where to live after the lease ending date. Needless to say, I keep thinking of scenarios that involve us sleeping in our car until we can find a place to live. None of my thought processes have been pretty, but they have all lead me back to one thing: praying “God, I trust you.”

This morning as I pondered what today’s post should be about, I really thought about writing: Some days you just have nothing to say. But in all honestly, I did have something to say, and I just wasn’t sure I should say it. I like being in control and following a plan when it revolves around important life issues — say like, a place to live. But the past four — soon to be five– times we have moved, we have had very little control over our home options. All of the others turned out just fine, so why can’t I relax and realize that this one will too?!

I wouldn’t call myself a worry-wart as much as I would label myself a control-enthusiast. I tend to be fairly adaptable but always prefer to have a plan in place just in case. Somehow God has ordered my life as one that RARELY goes to plan. But in every situation, He has proved himself faithful and His plan always works out. (Notice I said His plan, not mine.)


Loading up the moving van and heading out for the next part of our missions journey in July 2014.

I’ve actually asked God this past week how long I was going to have to keep learning this “trust” lesson. I’ve grown a little weary of it – that’s being honest. But I realize that every time I trust and quit trying to work things out on my own, God does a miracle. When He does a miracle, I have a chance to share his goodness with someone. Ultimately, isn’t this the point?

So today, this post is my jumping off the cliff into God’s care in a public way. I know I will post in a few weeks about how we are settling in our new place and loving it. That it was way beyond what I hoped for. So this time around, I’m learning to speak my trust aloud and letting it fill the holes in my mind and heart that want to freak out.

Want to join me today? I know all of us are facing circumstances that are out of our control. Circumstances that have no human resolution. Circumstances that are causing deep hurt and pain. So let’s just say it aloud together: “God, I trust you.” And let it sink into our soul.