Saturday, April 28, 2012

When We Don't Understand.....

There's a lot in life I don't understand. A LOT! I am not a huge questioner of things, but every once in a while my attention is caught and I ponder. (This is seriously abnormal for me, haha). One thing that has really grabbed my attention as of late is the extreme difficulties lived out by most teenagers.
I have had the chance this year to meet some new students again and it has brought me my usual chances to share Jesus and to talk, REAL TALK, with these kids about life, love, and other mysteries. The mysteries are what have taken most of my attention recently. We were in class talking the other day and the question arose as to whether or not I spanked my kids, to which I curtly responded that I do. Let me say that, spanking and beating are MUCH different, but my kids at school automatically assume I mean beat, so I explain to them what discipline looks like in our family. The conversation ended and after class one of the kids came to me and asked if he could talk to me soon because he has some big things on his mind. I of course told him we could talk and he came back later in the day. It's like that moment when you know someone is fixing to have a huge barf session, but the heaving has to come first. *Yeah it's gross, I know, but it makes a good point* So the kid is stammering and looking around and I say, hey bud, what's going on? His reply, "oh you know, I just got some stuff going on." me-"Yeah, tell me about it, what's going on?' Him- "Oh you know, the usual." Me- No, I really don't know, bring me up to speed. (This would be the dry heaving before the throw up). Anyway, he said he knew I was a Christian and he was having some doubts about God. He said it seems like everything he has prayed for has ended in the exact opposite of his request and its causing him to doubt his beliefs and if God is really listening. He ended up telling me that his best friend died last summer in an accident and he has tried to take his own life and that he's basically had a bad year. His mom tells him he's stupid and good for nothing and no matter how hard he tries, it's never good enough for his mom and all he really wants to do is make her happy. She tells him he will never amount to anything and that all his efforts to do good will really get him no where. I wanted to just cry right on the spot. These are my WHY questions! Why does this woman get to be a parent? I don't have the resources to be able to scoop up all the kids I want to and rescue them. I told him he is loved so much, so much, and he has the affirmation and acceptance of his Creator and to set his mind on what Christ says about him. He's so sweet, so precious, you can visibly see the burden he carries on his shoulders.
I also had the opportunity to hang out with three new students during state testing this past week. There's really nothing we didn't talk about! One of the kids is worried about some sexual decisions he's made and the lasting consequences they may have on him. So we talked very candidly about why abstinence is a good idea. I love sharing with these kids about what I have seen in my lifetime and looking back on this side of my life, that choices matter so much. One of the boys said, "Man miss, I really appreciate you talking with me about this, I wish you had been there with me when I was in 8th grade, I coulda really used this conversation then." He proceeded to tell me that his dad had told him to have sex with every girl he could, oh and his dad also introduced him to cocaine and pot, and told him he would never grow up to be anything. He told me that he stopped dreaming about what he is going to be when he grows up in 8th grade cause his dad told him he wouldn't be anything.  My heart hurts, I have a mind to go find these people and ask them what the heck they are thinking??!!?!? why kills your children's dreams and aspirations. There is so much encouragement needed, so much love required.
we need so much more of Jesus, so much prayer, so much sharing, just so much. I told Josh, I feel powerless, there's nothing I can do, besides the obvious praying, that can save these kids from their choices and from their environment. But I am extrememly thankful that I get the chance to talk to them and love on them and for heaven's sake, encourage them.


One thing is for sure, you never know what someone has gone through, what their parents have taught them, or neglected to teach them, and how something we tell them may stick in their brain. I pray that something I have said and done will stick, and that God would draw these kids to Himself and offer salvation. But more than anything, I am convinced more and more that my thoughts are not God's thoughts, and my ways are not His ways. He sees the big picture and He has a plan, of that I can be sure. Doubt sneaks in when I take my eyes off of what I have seen and train them on what I can't understand.

Tuesday, February 28, 2012

This Side of Things

Abby and Papa and Grandma, Christmas 2010



At our wedding in 2004



Most recent picture of us together, Christmas 2010.






Death is something that has been a sort of stranger to my side of the family and I. We haven't had a lot of experience with it and to be frank, it scared us. It's like you know it's going to happen, some people live a long life and die in old age, others die younger; but you know it's going to happen. My papa had been sick on and off for almost 8 years and he was really going down hill fast. My grandmother, parents, and aunt were caring for him closely and lovingly, and it was taking its toll. I have so many memories of my papa, he was funny, sweet, mean, thoughtful, cranky, etc. It seems funny to put those words all in the same sentence, but they are true. He was a strong man, a hard worker, dependable, hard headed. He was my papa.








My earliest memory of him would probably be of him holding a black bear that was a semi-puppet. He kept it in a cage and we thought it was real. He would hold it and growl and we were scared, but we knew in some way that it wasn't going to hurt us. My grandparents had a pool in the house they lived in for most of their married life and it seemed huge to me (it probably wasn't, just like the racetrack at Disney is ONLY fast when you are 7 and under). Papa used to tell me and my little sister that he would pay us 1 penny for every leaf we got out of the bottom of the pool. Man, we thought we hit the JACK POT! Now, looking back, I am pretty sure that would be considered child labor ;)








Anyway, he was in and out of the hospital several times in the last few months and he passed away on February 4, 2012. My parents, grandma, and aunt were able to be with him and it was peaceful and quiet. He saw so much in his lifetime! He saw the Hindenberg blow up off the shores of New Jersey, he witnessed attrocities of World War II, he saw the reconstruction of Germany after the end of WWII, he was Chief of Police for Daytona Beach and we will never know all he saw there, and he got to see his 7 grandchildren grow up and meet and love on 6 of his 7 great-granchildren. That's more than we could have asked for, just plain grace and reward.








We got to be together with all of our family (besides one) and laugh and remember, and mourn. I was extremely happy with the way I dealt with the emotion of it, because I was not expecting to handle it well whenever it inevitably happened. We got to honor him and watch him go out with a bang as he was escorted amid stopped traffic, saluted, honored, remembered, loved. It was a surreal day and one I will cherish in my heart. My grandmother is so strong, I love her so much. She loved him well.








And thank the Lord we got to go through my grandparents medicine cabinet! ;) You'd have to know my grandparents to truly know the treasure that it, but I found some meds that have been in there since 1987. Truly, I kid you not. My sisters and I shook our heads as we ransacked and hoped it all hadn't been used since 1987.








I will miss my papa, but I have great memories, pictures, and I will treasure them always.

Saturday, January 14, 2012

My Schweet Little Babies!






I KNOW I KNOW THEY ARE SOOOOOOOOOO SCHWEEEEET!!!!!


Friday, January 13, 2012

Deep Breath



Oh its been a long time since I have written! Life is crazy needless to say! We have experienced a lot in the past few months. To name a few: renting our house out, renting a new house & moving on my birthday, services starting for LifeHouse, Abby starting at a new school, the craziness of the holidays, and I went back to work! Whew, I need a breather.


After 8 months on the market our house did not sell and we felt it was very necessary to move into our new area to meet people and just be there. We decided to put our house up for rent and say good-bye to the house we built (that is such another story and all I will tell you is to really think twice before you build a house with David Weekley), and choose a house to rent. It was really hard to know that we would be living in the same area but not in the house we had created. I had been looking online for homes to rent in the area and there were only a few. One I had seen several months ago had disappeared from the market but had reappeared the week we decided to rent. We jumped on it and I am so thankful and it is so clear that God was moving and working in this. We LOVE our new neighborhood and our neighbors. Abby has so many friends to play with now and it is wonderful!


Abby started at her new school the week after Thanksgiving and she really loves her teacher and is making tons of new friends. She is doing great and it was an easy transition for her and I am very thankful. Her new school starts a little later and gets out later, and she gets to sleep longer in the mornings and we are a thankful family for that! ;)


Starting LifeHouse has been an awesome privilege and a heavy task. When Josh told me 7 years ago that one day he wanted to plant a church, I really prayed that he would get over it! I thought to myself, "We don't need more churches, we just need to reach people through churches that are already established." BOY WAS I WRONG! Through the last 3 years of researching and looking and learning, there is a huge need for new churches. There are clearly people out there that are not being reached and some people are very hesitant to start off brand new at a huge church where they know no one and where the great amount of people can seem very overwhelming. The area we moved to has grown over 15% in the last 10 years and is expected to continue on the same path, and there are only about 10 churches in our 6 mile radius, not enough for 130,000+ people.


Anyway, we meet at a middle school and we set it up ourselves and break it down ourselves and our team is just great! There are about 13-15 of us that do this for every service and we are quickly getting the hang on efficiency! The school has been amazing at working with us and we have exactly what we need and it is just wonderful!


If my counting is correct, we have had 8 people that we did not know come at one point or another. ;) We were very excited about the new faces! On the first Sunday a couple came that saw our website and as they walked in we all sort of froze and looked around at each other like, uhhhhhhh what do we do!?!!?!?!? Abby was so excited she was running through the hall in my direction and she screamed, "WE'VE GOT NEW PEOPLE." We had a good, short laugh and told her not to do that again, we don't want to be scaring off these new friends!

We have contracted out 2 people to come in and work with the babies! Our baby department is busting at the seams! ;) There are 4 babies, from 7 weeks to 9 months old from just our core group and every week we have had another new baby so our quiver is full! ;) Sadly, there haven't been any big kids come yet and Abby is busting at the seams wanting some friends there! She's still offering to help teach the class. We have only had a few snafu's and other than that it has been great! We are learning and it's been wonderful!

One of the biggest blessings to Josh and me has been the college kids that grew up in the youth group at Deer Park FBC coming and helping us set up/tear down and being at our services. It has blessed my heart in the biggest way and it has made the animal of set up easier!

You may have noticed at the beginning of the post I mentioned going back to work. This was not a part of the plan that we had made for this time but it is definitely a God thing and without going in to too much detail I will explain. We have had many people support LifeHouse financially and we just couldn't even express our gratitude. As we looked at the bank account for LifeHouse and knowing what bills are going to be coming up in the next few months, the outlook was bleak. We have literally done everything we know how to do to raise money. We sent out cards (about 900), we wrote emails, we called people, we talked to people face to face, Josh went to Mississippi and had over 20 meetings with pastor's and churches, and still our monthly giving doesn't even meet our weekly needs. I would be lying if I said I haven't been extremely depressed at times and felt very unsupported. It's part of it, I am just not sure I knew it would be this big a part. We asked people to give $25/mo and it just hasn't gone like we thought, hasn't been as easy as we figured. But God has been faithful and just when we thought we wouldn't make it God blessed.
In the middle of December, we looked at both our bank account and LifeHouse's and had a sobering conversation, one or both of us was going to have to get a job. I told Josh I would sub a couple days a week and he could sub the other days of the week and at the school district I worked for (which is right down the street from where we live now) paid $120/day. I got online to apply to sub and noticed that there was an opening in social studies. If you know anything about teaching, there are hardly EVER openings in the middle of the year, and certainly not in social studies! I emailed my old principal to ask him what was up and he called me and explained it to me. I had an interview with one of the new principals the next day and decided to take my job back.
I did not want to work unless I could find a setup like I had before for childcare. I didn't want to put Ainsley in daycare. So Josh is keeping her 2x/week and one of our sweet students from Deer Park that is in college now is keeping her at our house the other three days a week. I was so nervous about how Ainsley would do, but she loves her new friend and has been a champ!
I am teaching 10th and 11th graders so that is a change and I have never had to juggle 2 different subjects before so that is a challenge. But all in all, it has been a good transition and we are doing great! ;) I do miss being able to take the occasional nap though!
Josh has met with ACT, an alternative certification route for teachers, and is going through the process of getting certified to teach. We believe he will do very well at this and right now in the life of our church and family we believe he can juggle both. We would certainly appreciate your prayer for him to clearly understand God's direction and for him to have ease in finding a job.

We are doing well and having fun and as
usual, crazy as ever!

Sunday, July 31, 2011

Always

One of the CD's that is really speaking to me in a lot of ways is Kristian Stanfill's new album called Mountains Move. IT'S AMAZING! Thought I would share some of the lyrics to one of my fave's. You should surely check it out on itunes. The whole album rocks!!


Favorite part right now. OH MY GOD, HE WILL NOT DELAY!



My foes are many, they rise against me
But I will hold my ground
I will not fear the war, I will not fear the storm
My help is on the way, my help is on the way

Oh, my God, He will not delay
My refuge and strength always
I will not fear, His promise is true
My God will come through always, always

Troubles surround me, chaos abounding
My soul will rest in You
I will not fear the war, I will not fear the storm
My help is on the way, my help is on the way

Oh, my God, He will not delay
My refuge and strength always
I will not fear, His promise is true
My God will come through always, always

I lift my eyes up, my help comes from the Lord
I lift my eyes up, my help comes from the Lord
I lift my eyes up, my help comes from the Lord
I lift my eyes up, my help comes from the Lord
From You Lord, from You Lord

Oh, my God, He will not delay
My refuge and strength always
I will not fear, His promise is true
My God will come through always, always

Oh, my God, He will not delay
My refuge and strength always, always






Thursday, July 28, 2011

Your Going Out and Your Coming In

These past several months have truly been great! We welcomed our sweet second daughter, Ainsley Pryce into this world, and said goodbye to our sweet exchange student Aly. Abby finished kindergarten and I finished teaching in the public school setting for what I hope is quite a long time so I can focus more energy on my family and our ministry. We have 3 weeks left at First Baptist Deer Park and then life becomes, well, pretty unpredictable. These last months have taught me many things, some things I would rather not have learned, but then you know that's just how Jesus is.
I have learned its not so much the timing as it is the followship. That God is more concerned with my trust than my plans. That God holds my heart and all the answers. That he is still faithful when people seemingly cannot understand the word, muchless follow through on the concept. That He knows.
He knows that we are embarking on a HUGE step of faith because He told us to. He knows that many people think we are crazy, and arguably, we ARE! He knows how hard we have worked, how much sweat, and tears (and hopefully not any blood) and endurance my man has put into this next chapter, before the title page has even been written. He knows our needs and the VERY SCARY fact that we are relying on faith and other peoples obedience and followship for our livlihood over the next several years. (That part scares ME TO DEATH!)
Our God is good, His plan is good, His purpose is good, and we are called to follow. I have loved having conversations where people have told me we were being "a little too radical" or "aren't you worried how this may affect Abby". Those conversations let me know that I am doing far more than I thought I signed up for and that hopefully, with the utmost grace and humility, following God so closely and carefully that it just won't make sense to the status quo. That's where we want to be! We want to be in a position that whatever is accomplished can only be acccredited to Jesus and His mighty hand. That's all we want, and we will sacrifice much for it. A prayer that I truly want to pray, but haven't quite been able to squeek out all the words to says something like, "Spare us of everything but your glory." I know when I pray that I am opening up myself completely to things that will bring God glory but not necessarily my hapiness. So I desire to pray it truly and sincerely.
I am thankful. Thankful for these past 5 years at DPFBC. I have grown in so many ways and learned so much. I have loved so many students in so many different seasons in both my life and theirs. As I was talking with one of my college girls the other day, she mentioned it was scary to have people look up to you and did I have any advice? What a humbling question. My advice: Be in the Word way more than I am. People you invest in will break your heart and walk away and never look back, and then there are those who are hungry for investment and those who want Jesus more than you do. Spend your time there.
I feel like most of our time at DP has been that. A rich time. A joyful time. I have loved these students into adulthood and I love them still. I want to be around them, I want to hear what God is doing. I want to be a part of it. It's the reason I will drag my kids anywhere in this country (and as soon as I can straight out of this country). I don't want to miss a thing! I crave the company and memories and I joyfully take part in creating new ones. God is good, His plan is good, the company He sends us along the way amazing.

My brain just threw up apparently....but those are my thoughts! I will write again much sooner than later, I promise that...


Psalm 121: 8- "The Lord will keep your going out and coming in from this time forth and forevermore."

Wednesday, January 12, 2011

God is Watching You!

Oh the joys of parenting are many, I could not count them all, nor at any time be able to write how much joy being Abby's mom has brought me. When I was younger and I used to "dream" about what my kids would be like, which is sayin a lot for someone who is a self-proclaimed non-thinker, I had all sorts of hopes. I wanted them to be funny, smart, respectful, obedient, etc. Abby has by far over-produced anything I could have EVER hoped for. If you know her, you know what I mean. She is great! (Like what parent is gonna say their kid isn't great though).

But there are times when she totally catches me off guard and I laugh so hard I almost have to pull over. One such time happened last Sunday night. To preface, Abby is in kindergarten and she LOVES it. She is making new friends, most of them are boys which does scare me a bit! ;) Apparently, there is one little girl, who will remain nameless, that isn't exactly bf's with Abby. Abby came home one day and said, "Mommy, everyone at the red table is mean to me, and I didn't do anything." I asked her to tell me about it. She said, " (the nameless girl) only invited people to her birthday party with long names. My name is just four letters so she didn't invite me and that isn't nice." I tried to assure her that people don't have to invite everyone to their birthday party, they get to choose and that's ok. This is just an example of one such run-in. So fast forward to Sunday night. Abby, me and Derek (one of our college students) were riding in the car to go eat dinner and Abby was telling Derek about her friends. Derek asked her if she had any girls that she played with at school. She said she played mostly with boys and then she said that there is a girl who is really mean to her. So I am watching from the rear view mirror and I see her little head tilt to the side and she says, "So... (pause) I told her God is watching her."
I almost died! I laughed so hard. I asked her if she really said that, she said yes. She said, "Well, HE is!!" I am not sure if that's a good thing or a bad thing for a 5 year old to be telling other people, but nonetheless I adored every single second of it! But I mean, it IS true. God IS watching.

Oh to be five again. I love that kid so much it hurts!