Thoughts...

This morning we went to Easter Sunrise Service and it was simply amazing. It was a reader's theater, completely out of scripture, and it was just amazing. This song has been my "theme song" for about the last year. It all started last March when I was at a children's ministry conference in Chicago. We (Bob & I) were anxiously awaiting our first placement call, we'd been licensed for over a year and nothing was happening. That weekend in Chicago, the praise team sang this a few times. On our last day they started to sing it for our last session and I just cried out to God...break my heart for what breaks yours, everything I have for your kingdom's cause...tears streaming down my face my heart breaking...it was an awesome worship experience! Within the hour my phone was buzzing in my pocket..right in the middle of a great speaker...I looked and saw it was home calling me. What in the world? I'm going to be home tonight, can't they just leave me alone? :-) I hurried out of the auditorium, knowing in my heart that Bob wouldn't call unless it was really really important!

He was in a near state of panic..."Honey we just got a call about a little boy that needs a foster home! What should I tell them??" Oh my goodness! God acts fast! After several phone calls back and forth we decided that yes, we should accept the placement. I mean, really! How could I say no after I had just told God that I gave him everything I had for his kingdom's cause! Within 30 minutes that little guy was in our home...lost, confused, crying, his entire world had been turned upside down. Little did I know how my heart would break over and over again for him and his circumstance. I would come downstairs at night after tucking him in and just weep for his broken heart, for his family's messed up sense of right and wrong, for his unknown future.

Many times I thought to myself, this is just a little taste of what God's broken heart for this sin filled world feels like. I have just one small child that I'm weeping for. How much more he must cry for his broken children.

So, back to this morning....I was tempted to not go b/c it had been a late night...kids would be tired, there were 2 other services to go to....etc, etc. But God had other plans...he woke up our oldest and our youngest, both eagerly anticipating a Sunrise Service! So hurry hurry and we all made it to church...from bed to the pew in 45 minutes!

I am so glad that the Holy Spirit had his way with me this morning. I was blessed beyond measure between the scripture, the music, the sunrise....more than I could have ever hoped for. Anyway, my Easter thoughts circle back around to Hosanna, Hosanna, Hosanna in the highest...He is Risen! He is Risen Indeed! Hallelujah!

I see the King of Glory
Coming on the clouds with fire
The whole earth shakes
The whole earth shakes

I see his love and mercy
Washing over all our sin
The people sing
The people sing

Hosanna, Hosanna
Hosanna in the highest

Hosanna, Hosanna
Hosanna in the highest

I see a generation
Rising up to take their place
With selfless faith
With selfless faith

I see a near revival
Stirring as we pray and seek
We're on our knees
We're on our knees

Heal my heart and make it clean
Open up my eyes to the things unseen
Show me how to love like you have loved me

Break my heart for what breaks yours
Everything I have for your kingdom's cause
As I walk from earth to eternity.

Hosanna, Hosanna
Hosanna in the Highest

Hosanna, Hosanna
Hosanna in the Highest!

Hillsong United

hmmm...

So I wondered to myself...why do I keep this silly thing open? No one ever reads it, so mostly its my therapeutic writing and such...all selfish reasons. So tonight I was going back to my old posts and found some real gems from dear Jeanne, for whom I started this blog for in the first place. And now she's gone Home....so who is left to read it? No one most likely.

Today is day 3 of Spring break. I have one extra little one for the rest of the week. Give me patience God...thanks! Finally she is asleep in her porta crib, so I should get back to school work.

Everyone is in bed but me, and it's only 9:00...what a beautifully silent house except for the rat a tat tatting of my keyboard to keep me company. I like the sounds of the silent house. The washing machine finishing up the last load of the day...the aquarium humming along, cars passing by outside...and me alone with my thoughts.

Good night whoever you are...be blessed.

Thoughts....

Hard to believe that the little boy I walked into kindergarten just "yesterday" will be walking out of school for the last time tomorrow. Where did that little boy go with the big brown eyes and impish grin? Someone replaced him with a man of 6' and 180 lbs with facial hair! Still the big brown eyes, and an impish grin....but still a man...where has the time gone? It seemed like yesterday I was asking JCD what to do with a boy who refuses to "do school" and he said "nip it in the bud!" I thought easy for you to say....you don't have to fight the battles every day...but we persevered, and after MANY years, he decided school was not bad and that actually it's kinda fun when you try because the teachers like you more and you get along better with your parents.

If you would have asked my son when he was 5 who his hero was, I'm sure he would say "Daddy!" Bob could do anything in his eyes. A few weeks ago his English teacher asked him to write a paper about who his hero was. His answer "Dad" and he wrote a beautiful tribute to a guy who is just doing his best to raise kids who love God and love their family.

So, we are busy readying the house for the big graduation party. Tonight we washed windows and the siding on the front of the house. In between cleaning spurts I furiously work on his lifetime scrapbook to have ready by Sunday afternoon. :-) Bob has been working on cleaning up the yard...tomorrow we put in some more flowers and pull the ever ending supply of weeds and put down the woodchips along the sidewalk.

The seniors have a tradition of driving something crazy to school the last day...among other senior pranks...so my city boy is borrowing a country boy's tractor to drive to his last day of school...I hope he behaves himself the rest of the day and doesn't end up in huge amounts of trouble! I want him to have fun...but not too much!

Well, I guess thats about it for now....I don't write often...I should...it could be very theraputic. :-)

bye now!