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Why, Thank You Mickey!

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Thanks for that great reminder, Mickey! You're right, my birthday is getting close.

14 shopping days left!!!!!

20 shopping days left!

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Okay people, there's only 20 shopping days left until my BIRTHDAY! :o) I'll be 28, in case you were wondering or didn't bother looking at my Facebook profile. You only have three weeks left!

Oh, and if you really love me, and my husband - our 7th anniversary is two days later. ;o) Did I mention that my love languages are gifts and words of affirmation? And I feel like words of affirmation (like well-written greeting cards) are gifts to my heart... so guess which one's the primarily language?

Here's what you can get me:
  • Crate & Barrel has this cute sugar/creamer set where the creamer looks like a little milk carton. I know, random, but I saw it and I likey.
  • Douvet set (including the actual douvet blanket)
  • Hammock for my backyard
  • Hammock stand
  • Books
  • Strawberries
  • Plane Tickets to the East Coast for sometime this fall after we have our kids
  • A vehicle large enough to hold said children
  • I'm addicted to Burt's Bees lip balm - either the peppermint oil or the pomegranate oil one, in stick form so my fingernail doesn't get all gross
  • Speaking of nails - mani/pedi
  • A MASSAGE!!!!
  • Charms about my husband (hint, hint, Benjamin)
  • Red Envelope has this Year of Seeds thing that is just stinkin' adorable
  • An oval domed "shadow box" type frame for me to finally do that art project with my wedding flowers
  • Chimes for our back porch - but only ones with really deep, rich tones
  • creative/modern/classic bookends
  • An herb garden of my very own
  • ice cream maker
  • wok
  • an immersion blender
  • golf lessons
  • purses (must be approved by either Barbie P or Joslyn H)
  • Bath & Body Stuff in wild honeysuckle
  • Alaskan Cruise
  • Lenses for my camera - I have a Canon Rebel XTi, I need a good portrait lens, and a good zoom
  • Flash for my camera

Okay, well that should at least get you started, right?

The Joys of Giant Doors

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Back when we were still squatters, we had no doors.

You see, we're a church plant. And we were borrowing some offices, which don't get me wrong, were a huge blessing. For three years we had a place to do small group gatherings / classes, and work during the week. At first just a couple of people were there during the day, down the hall from the billion dollar business that lent us some square footage. But then there were three, then four, and at times eight of us trying to be productive.

And quiet.

That was a big problem for us. Not only are we all of the preacher-type variety, we're pentecostal. Those two things put together and the word "quiet" isn't really an option, you know? But there was a problem. We had no doors.

I remember staring at the grey walls we called home and thinking, "If only we had doors. Lord, I'd really like a door." We adapted, we adjusted, and we continued to shush each other so we didn't disturb said billion dollar business.

And then we moved - into our own building.

Oh, we're loud alright. It's like we're making up for it. But even better - we have doors. And God didn't just come through and say, "Okay, here's a nice, normally little door for you since you asked so nicely (read: persistently)."

He gave us huge doors. Huge.

The door to my office is 9 feet tall. It's giant. And I love it.

You see, God cares about the obscure requests. And not only does He care, He comes through - with style.

Kings 4:15 -- And he said, "Call her." And when he had called her, she stood in the door.
(Yeah, seriously out of context, but it kinda works, you know?)

After the Fact

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For the last week, Ben and I were back in Springfield, MO, where we lived for 6 years. In fact, it was ten years ago this August that we both moved (without knowing each other) into our dorm rooms at Evangel University. We spent the last eight days going from place to place, restaurant to restaurant, to hang out with people. People we love and miss.

Being back after leaving was really wierd. I'll be honest. It was strange at times. We've been in Sacramento for over half the time we were in Springfield. Yet, it feels like we were there so much longer. That feeling comes from the fact that we experienced our college days, our single days, our young married days, all there. Plus, we had several "sets" of friends we experienced live with while living in the midwest.

It was surreal - walking around places that used to be part of our everyday lives.

In fact, I felt like an outsider reading someone else's autobiography. I knew all of the characters, the script and storyline-- but it wasn't "me" playing the leading anymore. I am no longer that person. My perspective has changed in the 3 1/2 years since we left.

But even in that "after-the-fact" feeling, I so enjoyed my time with friends.
  • The people who packed our home with us before we left, there they were to welcome us. I love them
  • The campus that has changed so much, but the names on doors feel familiar and new buildings still oddly like home
  • A church building that still displays signs I made
  • Restauraunts feeding us comfort foods of memories past
  • Laughing till your sides hurt in a home that you never lived in, but it feels like you did
  • A wedding with people you don't even realize are in the network of your life
  • Spending daily activities with your best friend, just like old times before you each had a "permanent roommate."
  • Tornado sirens...
Thanks for the fun, my friends. You are loved.

For the Birds...

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Here's a link to the impromptu message this past Sunday at Mars. It was great fun to be able to share with our church family, even though last minute due to Pastor's illness. He's doing just fine now (kidney stone), and the sermon has been posted on the church website. God showed us Himself, two people dedicated their lives to the Lord, and many of us were touched by the great time of worship & prayer at the end of service.

http://MarsHillFamily.com/sermons

The last piece of furniture

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Last night was big. We picked up the last piece of furniture or equipment we need to have our house ready for Fost-Adopt certification. Once the last papers are in, we'll be in the final interviews process with our social worker, but the house...is ready. Vitamins are locked up, detergents are "inaccessible," rooms have beds, linens and dressers (thanks Morris Fam, Nelson Fam, Haggard Fam and freecycle!), carseats are stacked, stuffed animals are piled... it's ready.

Which also means that right now, it's kinda empty.

This is par for the course in the adoption world. You hurry up, get ready, and wait. This is also when people love to tell you, "Any day now," "This waiting is great character building," "God's timing is best," "There's a reason for this delay." Can I just advise everyone--don't say these things to an adoptive family. We know. Really, we do. But that doesn't necessarily make waiting any easier. We've already waited so many times in various processes, that another wait isn't exactly welcome.

Am I absolutely confident that God's timing is prefect? YES. But most of the time, we as believers end up sharing platitudes with each other that aren't helpful. Reminders of the timing just remind me how long it's been, how many starts and stops there have been. How long the crib and other beds might remain empty still. And none of this is encouraging. Sorry, just being honest here. And don't worry, I'm not offended by anyone who's ever said these things to me. I'm also fully aware that once my home is full of kids running around, I will have mother's amnesia as to how long this wait was (this is a paperwork pregnancy, after all).

So the point here... God's timing--absolutely amazing. I'm just announcing to the world that I'm one step closer to Him making something happen. :o)

testing....