God’s love~if you will let it~can fill you! Come thirsty~and drink deeply!
Merry Christmas 2011 to all our special friends and family!
Praying you are all well! We hit the ground running last January with a trip to Florida where Emeline and Zachary played in a 3 v 3 World Championship soccer tournament at the ESPN Wide World of Sports Complex in Orlando. Let’s just say we had a “BALL!”. We also took our first trip as a family to New Orleans for a wedding, returning home from NOLA with 7 lizards. Guess who had to walk through security with them, praying they would go unnoticed? We then did our usual fun trips to the Adirondacks, and Nantucket. Emeline and I visited my dear friend Bridget in Oregon while the boys were away at camp.
We love our family time together. The kids are at a great age. They are all old enough to keep up with each other, and they still think Steve and I are pretty cool. Whether we’re water skiing, fishing, hiking, quadding, playing a game, or a round of Frisbee golf, we love having fun. If Zachary and I are teamed up, we are often accused of cheating! Steve forces me to STOP…and PLAY….Thank you Steve!
“Andi's Antics, A Girl’s Adventures with ADD” was released last March! We were invited to be guest authors at Book Fairs, and an ADHD convention. I spoke at a Writer’s conference, and was invited to be a guest on a radio talk show. It’s been busy and fun. My mom and I have enjoyed our journey together. Thank you all for your loving support through this special time! www.andisanticsadd.com
Emeline ~ I call her my “Mary”, I’m definitely “Martha”. She encourages me to slow down and enjoy the moment….what a gift she is to me…..my daughter. She is doing well in Middle School, and still loves soccer. Emeline played on two teams last fall, and guest played a few times for the boys MS soccer team, what a thrill for her to play all that soccer! She may take her first soccer missions trip to Costa Rica next spring. Girl Scouts and Bible Studies also keep Emeline busy and growing. I thank God for her “pleasantness”.
Samuel ~ won first place in the school art contest for his grade…who knew? I think it shocked Sam more than anyone; he couldn’t even remember what he drew! Nobody can make me belly laugh like Sam, he’s got quite a whit about him. We love our Sam, and we know that God has a very special plan for him. Lacrosse and Football are Sam’s “Fave” sports. Basically, any contact type sport is right up Sam’s alley!
Zachary ~ the little brother, who is not afraid of his big brother! Zach is still Zach; he just loves life and sports, preferring football and soccer. He broke a ten year record this past summer on the swim team. He is a fierce competitor with quite a drive…..our challenge is to keep Zachary humble and remember “…….It is in Him that we live, move, and have our being.”
Steve ~ after many challenging years with his business, God has shown favor, turning the company in a more positive direction. Steve has surrounded himself with several smart, loyal employees. There’s still a lot of work to do, but Steve is a hard worker always seeking to honor the Lord in all he does. He is a wonderful father and husband. I thank God for him each day.
Me ~ after 12 ½ years, I accepted a job offer, thrilled for the opportunity; it was like a dream come true for me in many ways. Steve also asked me to come work for him. That was NEVER an option for me, I thought it was a unique, special wife who could work for her husband and it wasn’t me! After prayer and a few tears shed, I told Steve I would come work for him. I was sad to leave my dream job after only working one day! Yet, I’m enjoying working for Steve, I really am! I only work part time, so my other activities and being a mom doesn’t get in the way. It’s better than a dream job! Last June I had surgery on my elbow…OUCH! I continue to facilitate a community Bible Study, what a lovely group of ladies, and I am eternally grateful for the local Bible Church who covers this group of women and me in prayer. My walk and relationship with Jesus has grown much deeper, and sweeter than ever before. Praise God from whom all blessings flow. And I love all my girlfriends
“…….And what does the Lord require of you but to do justly, to love mercy, and to walk humbly with your God.” Micah 6:8
In closing, we pray for God’s blessing on your families. Please take the hands of those you love, look into their eyes, and tell them how much you love them.
By His amazing grace……..Stephen, Debbie, Emeline, Samuel, Zachary
Saturday, December 31, 2011
Sunday, November 13, 2011
"Unseen Reality"
Saying goodbye to a loved one begins a journey that no one can walk with you. Losing my dad 18 months ago has proven to be life changing. Heaven has become more of a reality for me, and my faith has grown to a deeper understanding of how much God loves me….
This weekend, a friend said goodbye to her 20 year old son. What do you do with that? There are no words. As I received the news last Friday, the overwhelming thought I had is how my friend’s life is now changed forever. When I saw her two days prior, her life was one way, and now it is completely different.
I’ve been called a “fuser”. Someone who cares and feels deeply for others. My heart ached and bled all week for my friend. I felt guilty for having a life when I knew hers was and is in shambles. I believe God doesn’t allow anything that we can’t handle, but how does one recover from losing a child?
I have facilitated a community Bible Study for many years now, and my friend attends. It was amazing for me to watch these ladies rally around our very broken, grief stricken friend and mother….
Brad was an exceptionally bright boy. I’m not just saying that because he is gone…he was brilliant! He had more accomplishments then most of us will have in a life time. As I attended the memorial service yesterday, I observed many who flocked up to the front to share what Brad meant to them. He was smart, funny, a leader, debater, loved his family….. And did I mention smart? A pastor concluded the service with a few thoughts on heaven. He addressed the many teenagers present in the room. He told everyone that Brad had an “Unseen Reality”. He shared the reason Brad was the great, confident, smart person everyone knew was because he had accepted Jesus as his Savior. He also assured everyone that this was not a haphazard decision by Brad, this was a well thought out decision that he concluded, there was really only one way to heaven. And because of this decision, Brad lived in a reality unknown to those who don’t believe.
Being a Christian for many years, I had never heard it explained this way before. It was simple and made so much sense. I pray God opened hearts of many yesterday especially to those who do not personally know Him and live in that “Unseen Reality”.
“For God so loved the world, that HE gave His only begotten son…whoever believes in Him, will not perish but have everlasting life.” John 3:16
Many blessings,
Debbie
This weekend, a friend said goodbye to her 20 year old son. What do you do with that? There are no words. As I received the news last Friday, the overwhelming thought I had is how my friend’s life is now changed forever. When I saw her two days prior, her life was one way, and now it is completely different.
I’ve been called a “fuser”. Someone who cares and feels deeply for others. My heart ached and bled all week for my friend. I felt guilty for having a life when I knew hers was and is in shambles. I believe God doesn’t allow anything that we can’t handle, but how does one recover from losing a child?
I have facilitated a community Bible Study for many years now, and my friend attends. It was amazing for me to watch these ladies rally around our very broken, grief stricken friend and mother….
Brad was an exceptionally bright boy. I’m not just saying that because he is gone…he was brilliant! He had more accomplishments then most of us will have in a life time. As I attended the memorial service yesterday, I observed many who flocked up to the front to share what Brad meant to them. He was smart, funny, a leader, debater, loved his family….. And did I mention smart? A pastor concluded the service with a few thoughts on heaven. He addressed the many teenagers present in the room. He told everyone that Brad had an “Unseen Reality”. He shared the reason Brad was the great, confident, smart person everyone knew was because he had accepted Jesus as his Savior. He also assured everyone that this was not a haphazard decision by Brad, this was a well thought out decision that he concluded, there was really only one way to heaven. And because of this decision, Brad lived in a reality unknown to those who don’t believe.
Being a Christian for many years, I had never heard it explained this way before. It was simple and made so much sense. I pray God opened hearts of many yesterday especially to those who do not personally know Him and live in that “Unseen Reality”.
“For God so loved the world, that HE gave His only begotten son…whoever believes in Him, will not perish but have everlasting life.” John 3:16
Many blessings,
Debbie
Sunday, August 14, 2011
Lazy, Hazy, Crazy days of Summer?
This past week was by far “crazy”…no laze or haze in sight! To set the stage, sports training camps started last week. My three kids were in five different camps throughout the day. Add to that my mother having hip surgery (running back and forth to the hospital), being in physical therapy myself for my elbow, oh and a writer’s conference toward the end of the week. All to be topped off by me being asked to speak for the first time EVER about my book on Saturday morning at the conference. I was scared to death to stand up and talk for three minutes about what I wrote and why! Three minutes is a long time when you don’t know what to say! And my audience was the last group I wanted to speak to! This was a group of many well accomplished editors, authors, publishers, agents, speakers, etc. As I sat in workshops listening to many speakers, I would just pray they would sleep in and not come to hear me speak on Saturday morning! I’m actually kidding, a big part of me was excited, and thrilled for the opportunity to speak. It has been on my heart to reach out and talk on the subject of ADHD, encouraging kids who struggle to fit in AND parents, letting them know they are not alone.
When Saturday came, I felt that stage fright, the butterflies…. I kept praying asking God to help me be calm and just be “Debbie”. That was what two of my friends encouraged me to be….ME. As I arrived at the conference, when I walked in, a friend was waiting for me; she was like an angel. God used her that moment to encourage me, pray with me, and walk that small little journey with me. She sat right next to me up front. I was amazed by her love and kindness, that I was distracted from my anxiety of having to speak!I saw her as a gift from God to me.
The time came for me to speak; I was announced and approached the microphone. I looked out at the crowd and knew I wasn’t alone up there. It all went well, and I’m thankful for that. What blew me away was how God provided for me at a time when I was tired, worn out from the week, and felt insignificant. It’s just like God to do that isn’t it? He cares about all the things that concern us. He is always faithful.
“In the day when I cried out, You answered me, and made me bold with strength in my soul.” Psalm 138:3
Grace & Peace,
Debbie
When Saturday came, I felt that stage fright, the butterflies…. I kept praying asking God to help me be calm and just be “Debbie”. That was what two of my friends encouraged me to be….ME. As I arrived at the conference, when I walked in, a friend was waiting for me; she was like an angel. God used her that moment to encourage me, pray with me, and walk that small little journey with me. She sat right next to me up front. I was amazed by her love and kindness, that I was distracted from my anxiety of having to speak!I saw her as a gift from God to me.
The time came for me to speak; I was announced and approached the microphone. I looked out at the crowd and knew I wasn’t alone up there. It all went well, and I’m thankful for that. What blew me away was how God provided for me at a time when I was tired, worn out from the week, and felt insignificant. It’s just like God to do that isn’t it? He cares about all the things that concern us. He is always faithful.
“In the day when I cried out, You answered me, and made me bold with strength in my soul.” Psalm 138:3
Grace & Peace,
Debbie
Tuesday, March 29, 2011
Does he really care?
Birthdays are so much fun! I celebrate mine as long as possible. This year I hit a milestone birthday, and I’m still celebrating! I teach my kids to do the same, after all, no one should have only one day, it should extend at least a month, or longer!
Today is my dad’s birthday. He would have turned 83 today. We said our goodbyes nearly 11 months ago. It makes sense the first year would be the hardest, getting through all the holidays and special occasions for the first time. Had I known last year it would be our final time celebrating his birthday I think I would have done things differently. I would have pulled out all stops to celebrate his last birthday with us. My dad was a guy who had all of what he wanted, so gift giving was tough. My last birthday gift to him was a neck pillow for him to use on an airplane…I know really lame, but he liked mine and wanted one! Certainly knowing now what I know I would have gone for a better gift, the sky would have been the limit. I’m thankful I was able to take him out for our weekly cup of coffee and muffin. I DID treat him on his birthday!
Last May after my dad passed away, I started to have a lot of questions about heaven; I needed to know what my dad was doing. It was hard for me to believe he wouldn’t be sad up there (or wherever heaven is) without my mom. He adored her. I couldn’t imagine him being happy without her, or not worrying if she was o.k. In the Bible, Genesis 1:1 it says “In the beginning, God created the heavens and earth.” But where is heaven and what do you do there? It must be crowded! So many questions flooded my little mind as I started to grieve the loss of my father. I believed heaven will be wonderful, but still…..“No one has ever seen this. No one has ever heard about it. No one has ever imagined what God has prepared for those who love Him.” 1 Corinthians 2:9. So, God is telling us we can’t imagine how wonderful it will be. We cannot fathom what it would be like to be around God all day long! Oh, and no aches or pains, no suffering, no hunger, no wars….not even a disagreement! No more conflict resolution! I hope there are tennis courts there!
Could it be so wonderful that my dad doesn’t care that it’s his birthday? Today as I read my Bible and prayed I felt silly but asked God if at all possible to tell my dad I said hi, Happy Birthday, and I love him. In my heart I don’t believe my dad cares, I believe he is in such constant awe of where he is, there is no time to think or be concerned about us or his birthday. I don’t take offense to that (maybe jealous), I’m happy for my dad. Sad for us…..happy for him.
In the Bible, the apostle Paul tells us, “The foundations of the city walls were decorated with every kind of precious stone. The first foundation was jasper, the second sapphire, the third chalcedony, the fourth emerald, the fifth sardonyx, the sixth carnelian, the seventh chrysolite, the eighth beryl, the ninth topaz, the tenth chrysoprase, the eleventh jacinth, and the twelfth amethyst. The twelve gates were twelve pearls, each gate made of a single pearl. The great street of the city was of pure gold, like transparent glass.” Revelation 21:19-21
WOW! Seems like we would definitely need our Maui Jim sunglasses in heaven!
“Death is……deliverance to life beyond your imagining.” Joseph Bayly
“Heaven is so peaceful that the storms of earth are there unknown, the stirrings of the flesh are never felt, and the howlings of the dog of hell are never heard. There all is peace and purity, perfection and security forever.” Charles Spurgeon
Happy Birthday Dr. William Doyle!! – I had to say it anyway!! We will celebrate as a family eating all of dad’s favorite foods! Thank you Karen for sending dad’s favorite pies, we will miss you there, and Glenn we will miss you too! Love you!
By His grace,
Debbie
Today is my dad’s birthday. He would have turned 83 today. We said our goodbyes nearly 11 months ago. It makes sense the first year would be the hardest, getting through all the holidays and special occasions for the first time. Had I known last year it would be our final time celebrating his birthday I think I would have done things differently. I would have pulled out all stops to celebrate his last birthday with us. My dad was a guy who had all of what he wanted, so gift giving was tough. My last birthday gift to him was a neck pillow for him to use on an airplane…I know really lame, but he liked mine and wanted one! Certainly knowing now what I know I would have gone for a better gift, the sky would have been the limit. I’m thankful I was able to take him out for our weekly cup of coffee and muffin. I DID treat him on his birthday!
Last May after my dad passed away, I started to have a lot of questions about heaven; I needed to know what my dad was doing. It was hard for me to believe he wouldn’t be sad up there (or wherever heaven is) without my mom. He adored her. I couldn’t imagine him being happy without her, or not worrying if she was o.k. In the Bible, Genesis 1:1 it says “In the beginning, God created the heavens and earth.” But where is heaven and what do you do there? It must be crowded! So many questions flooded my little mind as I started to grieve the loss of my father. I believed heaven will be wonderful, but still…..“No one has ever seen this. No one has ever heard about it. No one has ever imagined what God has prepared for those who love Him.” 1 Corinthians 2:9. So, God is telling us we can’t imagine how wonderful it will be. We cannot fathom what it would be like to be around God all day long! Oh, and no aches or pains, no suffering, no hunger, no wars….not even a disagreement! No more conflict resolution! I hope there are tennis courts there!
Could it be so wonderful that my dad doesn’t care that it’s his birthday? Today as I read my Bible and prayed I felt silly but asked God if at all possible to tell my dad I said hi, Happy Birthday, and I love him. In my heart I don’t believe my dad cares, I believe he is in such constant awe of where he is, there is no time to think or be concerned about us or his birthday. I don’t take offense to that (maybe jealous), I’m happy for my dad. Sad for us…..happy for him.
In the Bible, the apostle Paul tells us, “The foundations of the city walls were decorated with every kind of precious stone. The first foundation was jasper, the second sapphire, the third chalcedony, the fourth emerald, the fifth sardonyx, the sixth carnelian, the seventh chrysolite, the eighth beryl, the ninth topaz, the tenth chrysoprase, the eleventh jacinth, and the twelfth amethyst. The twelve gates were twelve pearls, each gate made of a single pearl. The great street of the city was of pure gold, like transparent glass.” Revelation 21:19-21
WOW! Seems like we would definitely need our Maui Jim sunglasses in heaven!
“Death is……deliverance to life beyond your imagining.” Joseph Bayly
“Heaven is so peaceful that the storms of earth are there unknown, the stirrings of the flesh are never felt, and the howlings of the dog of hell are never heard. There all is peace and purity, perfection and security forever.” Charles Spurgeon
Happy Birthday Dr. William Doyle!! – I had to say it anyway!! We will celebrate as a family eating all of dad’s favorite foods! Thank you Karen for sending dad’s favorite pies, we will miss you there, and Glenn we will miss you too! Love you!
By His grace,
Debbie
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Hermosa Beach 2011
Life can seem overwhelming at times. No matter how I try to simplify my life, having three kids (11, 10, and 8) keeps me continually hopping. If I’m not making doctor or haircut appointments, I’m running them to their favorite activity or doing homework. Being married to a man who owns his own business and deals with daily challenges forces me to be independent and a “Can Do” kind of gal. While the kids are at school I struggle keeping up with the big house we live in and the relentless laundry that won’t go away!!
A special morning or afternoon for me is spending time with a girlfriend. My social life is so limited but I love the fellowship of just sitting and talking (or listening) with a friend. As I look around me I am blessed to know and have so many special women in my life. My frustration is keeping up with all the girls I love. Sometimes I wish I could gather them all together and spend a weekend with them all.
Every January I do just that…I take time out of my busy life and head west to Hermosa Beach in Southern California to spend time with girlfriends. This is my one weekend a year I take time out for me……soaking in the sunshine, walking the strand, drinking lots of coffee, eating breakfast at Martha’s, and of course solving al the worlds’ problems like only us girls know how to do!
This year I headed out with a heavy heart…for many reasons……yet after 24 hours of being with women I have known for years and who love me unconditionally, I could feel the layers of pain start to peel off. Long talks with wise women who are walking in my shoes was medicinal.
We all need to feel validated in life. There’s nothing like talking to someone who is walking a similar journey. We girls are all in different places in life, but we have one thing in common…we are pressing on, toward a higher calling..Slowly but surely…accepting the love of Christ in our hearts. Trusting in Him, and in all our ways acknowledging Him……God promises to direct our path…..
After many laughs and tears over the course of four days, I made my journey home today. Leaving warm sunny skies and the beach was bittersweet. Yes, I was leaving those I love and will most likely not see for a while, but I came home to my family, the people who also accept me just as I am. The good, the bad, and the ugly! I was ready to come be a mom and wife again. Of course the house was chaotic when I arrived home, but that’s my norm….my life…..and I love it!
Bridget, Nancy, Marguerite, Carolyn, and Peggy, I love you and my life is richer for knowing each and every one of you! Susan and Jillian….we missed you and love you too!
By His Grace, Debbie
Saturday, December 25, 2010
Merry Christmas 2010!
“O come, let us sing unto the LORD: let us make a joyful noise to the rock of our salvation.” Psalm 95:1
Merry Christmas 2010! We love you, and thank God for each and every one of you!
A little girl was taking a walk with her father one evening. Looking up at the stars she exclaimed, “O Daddy, if the wrong side of heaven is so beautiful, what must the right side be!”
On May 19th, 2010, my dad went home to be with Jesus. A musician his whole life, he is now presented faultless, in perfect harmony, to our heavenly Father. We are getting use to “The new norm,” without my dad. I miss our Friday morning coffee hour together, just him and me. My sister, brothers, and I now have the honor and privelidge of taking care of our mom and helping her adjust to life without the man she spent 54 years with, the guy who adored her! Thank you for all your prayers, and for the outpouring of love to my family. Many of you interrupted your own lives effortlessly for a month and walked us through a difficult trial….making meals…taking my kids….visiting us in the hospital…praying with us…we are eternally grateful. God’s grace was truly sufficient….moment by moment…..
The Book my mom and I wrote was accepted for royalty publication last January! It is in the final stages of production, ready to go to Marketing. What a fun journey this has been for mom and me. The title of the book is Andti’s Antics. It is a story about a girl (Emeline) who struggles with ADD. Feisty Andi tells her story with a tender touch, sharing how she “ADDs” pizzazz to her world, hoping to send a message that God has created all of us special! Please pray for us as we reach out to many girls (and boys) through the book!
Other highlights - As a family we just like to have fun! Each day we begin with devotions, thanking God for all we have, praying that He will show us opportunities to serve Him. I insist the boys pray that they will be nicer to each other or at least stop beating each other up!! Traveling is in our blood, so any opportunity we can go..we do!! We love camping with our friends, my favorite activity is when the parents play flag football with the kids…..yes us moms jump in too!! Then of course there is the beach, Camp-of-the-Woods, and Nantucket, my personal “fave”…..where we go turtle hunting, squid hunting, watch sunsets on the beach, and make daily stops at “The Dump” where you get all kinds of junk for free!
Emeline – Jersey #59. She still loves soccer and soccer loves her! Her soccer travels will take her to Orlando in January and Virginia in March. We continue to encourage her to enjoy the game, have fun, and be a light to her teammates. So far…so good. School is going quite well for Emeline, she loves to work hard. She also enjoys serving our community with The Girl Scouts (I think her leader is an angel..seriously). She enjoys Junior High activities at church which includes a Girl’s Bible study (LJ3), and an additional Bible study with a small group of lovely young ladies seeking to grow and mature in Jesus. Emeline has raised support for materials to make blankets for the homeless this winter. We have started delivering the blankets as a family. Heading downtown Philly made us all nervous at first, now we can’t wait to go back! Check out our blanket adventures, www.utterlydeb.blogspot.com
Samuel – We are both in fourth grade this year! Sam seems to be smarter than me! He is doing well. Recently he was asked to write a bio on himself. He wrote “I’m neat, I’m kind, and I love Jesus with all my heart.” He is so sensitive to what is right and what is wrong….we all need a ‘Sam’ around us! Sam loves to play Tackle Football, and Lacrosse. This year he ran the ball successfully quite a bit, scoring many touchdowns for the team. I’m always thankful he comes out of it alive every week! Sam’s latest hobby is “Trash Picking”. He has found some real treasures, and even sells items on e-bay to raise money for the Go-cart he would like to purchase. I guess the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree!
Zachary – Is in second grade, ready to set the world on fire! Anyone who knows Zachary will tell you that he always has a smile on his face, and he is always ready to have fun! Sometimes that gets him in trouble. Zach is also on a travel soccer team, and loves the game. My challenge to Zachary is to always honor God with every goal he scores, because “it is in Him that we live, move, and have our being…”. Both boys participated in a Kids Triathlon last summer. They finished the race within a second of each other. Sam was just one step ahead of his little brother.
All three swam for LMT Swim Team this year. It is my favorite sport they do! This year I accepted the position of Co-Meet Director. What a big job…but oh the fun we had! Emeline participated in a relay that broke an LMT record….the thrill of it all! I LOVE our community!
Steve – is busy with the Snow business. He has a great team of “Snow People” working for him! I always pray for less stress for Steve, but there’s a part of it that he thrives on! Steve is the most amazing dad to our kids…..he plays, teaches, prays, and guides them daily. All three adore Steve. He just arrived home from a quick trip to Germany to celebrate a family 60th wedding anniversary. I was happy he was able to go, but happier when he came home safe and sound. The fall was busy for Steve with coaching Sam’s football team, and he enjoys attending a Men’s Bible study throughout the year.
Me – I celebrated a very large (really BIG) birthday this year! Friends came from near and far to celebrate this “Birthday girl”, yet I was celebrating them. I wanted to thank them for being my friend, for seeing the best in me, standing by me, laughing, and crying with me. For letting me be “real” with them…and still loving me. “A friend loves at all times.” Thank you sweet girlfriends! My life is richer for knowing each and every one of you! My ordinary days include interruptions to interrupt the interruptions! I hope to continue to substitute teach, I love working with kids! The Bible study I co-facilitate is going well; we are all growing and learning about God’s will in our lives. My daily goal for each day is to rest in Him, and His Word alone. Life is still utterly chaotic, yet we are utterly o.k.
In closing, I pray for God’s blessing on your families. Take the hands of those you love, look into their eyes, and tell them how much you love them! May your desire for 2011 be…”Reaching forward to what is ahead, pressing on toward the goal.” Philippians 3:13-14
By His Amazing Grace………….Stephen, Debbie, Emeline, Samuel, and Zachary
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
It Was Chilly In Philly!
We set out on Saturday night to deliver blankets. It is a busy time of year, and other events were tempting us not to go.
We were all so nervous, especially Emeline! As we parked the car we all prayed and asked the Lord to calm our nerves, asking Him to help us minister to these people in need.
The first person we spotted was on the street sleeping. Steve insisted we first go buy him a cup of coffee. By the time we found a McDonald’s, the kids were hungry so we fed them. As we arrived back to the spot, the person was gone. We were disappointed, but trusted there was a reason.
Our next person was on the street covered completely except the top of her head. I approached her asking if she could use another blanket. Looking over the top of her “Heap”, she said “No”. There was so much fear in her eyes. The kids were disappointed to be turned down but we explained to them that some people are fearful and don’t want to interact in any way.
After driving around a park, we spotted a woman playing a flute-type instrument. It looked like something you might purchase at the dollar store. She was playing her instrument for money. The kids and I jumped out of the car and approached her. Soon we realized that Sheila was blind. Sam dropped a dollar in her cup, and then we asked her if she would like a blanket. What she needed from us was to help her. She was on a corner that was too cold for her; she wanted to move but needed our help. Sam grabbed her cooler filled with her belongings, and I extended my arm to walk her to a less windy spot. It turns out Sheila is a Christian, and loves Jesus. She has been blind since birth, and has no family at all. She earns money by playing the instrument on the street. We bought Sheila hot apple cider and a cookie (that is what she wanted), and we gathered around her, held hands, and prayed with her. My boys especially did not want to leave Sheila, it broke their heart, and they kept hugging her. Sheila loved the blanket. For her the softness of the blanket, and “touch” is what blessed her. She knew it would be nice and warm!
After a decision to not stop for a guy who seemed drunk and obnoxious, we found our last person on the street covered with a blanket trying to keep warm. This gentleman Russell has lymphoma and is dying. He has a daughter, but does not hear from her. Russ said the shelters are dangerous; he would rather sleep on the street. He told us that drugs destroyed his life and he spent 10 year in prison. We shared Jesus with him and prayed with him. With tears in his eyes, he thanked us for the blanket and the Bible. After getting back in the car we wanted to go buy him some soup, so Emeline and I returned with soup, bread, and hot apple cider (the homeless like the hot cider!). As we approached Russell with the food he was reading Emeline’s letter she wrote…..the inspiration behind the blankets.
We returned home that night with happy but heavy hearts. We were happy to serve these people, but sad for their life. Our home, heat, bed, blankets, and food seemed so extravagant that night. We praised and thanked God for all He has provided for us. We can’t wait to go again!
Thank you for your continued prayers and support!
By His Amazing Grace,
Debbie
We were all so nervous, especially Emeline! As we parked the car we all prayed and asked the Lord to calm our nerves, asking Him to help us minister to these people in need.
The first person we spotted was on the street sleeping. Steve insisted we first go buy him a cup of coffee. By the time we found a McDonald’s, the kids were hungry so we fed them. As we arrived back to the spot, the person was gone. We were disappointed, but trusted there was a reason.
Our next person was on the street covered completely except the top of her head. I approached her asking if she could use another blanket. Looking over the top of her “Heap”, she said “No”. There was so much fear in her eyes. The kids were disappointed to be turned down but we explained to them that some people are fearful and don’t want to interact in any way.
After driving around a park, we spotted a woman playing a flute-type instrument. It looked like something you might purchase at the dollar store. She was playing her instrument for money. The kids and I jumped out of the car and approached her. Soon we realized that Sheila was blind. Sam dropped a dollar in her cup, and then we asked her if she would like a blanket. What she needed from us was to help her. She was on a corner that was too cold for her; she wanted to move but needed our help. Sam grabbed her cooler filled with her belongings, and I extended my arm to walk her to a less windy spot. It turns out Sheila is a Christian, and loves Jesus. She has been blind since birth, and has no family at all. She earns money by playing the instrument on the street. We bought Sheila hot apple cider and a cookie (that is what she wanted), and we gathered around her, held hands, and prayed with her. My boys especially did not want to leave Sheila, it broke their heart, and they kept hugging her. Sheila loved the blanket. For her the softness of the blanket, and “touch” is what blessed her. She knew it would be nice and warm!
After a decision to not stop for a guy who seemed drunk and obnoxious, we found our last person on the street covered with a blanket trying to keep warm. This gentleman Russell has lymphoma and is dying. He has a daughter, but does not hear from her. Russ said the shelters are dangerous; he would rather sleep on the street. He told us that drugs destroyed his life and he spent 10 year in prison. We shared Jesus with him and prayed with him. With tears in his eyes, he thanked us for the blanket and the Bible. After getting back in the car we wanted to go buy him some soup, so Emeline and I returned with soup, bread, and hot apple cider (the homeless like the hot cider!). As we approached Russell with the food he was reading Emeline’s letter she wrote…..the inspiration behind the blankets.
We returned home that night with happy but heavy hearts. We were happy to serve these people, but sad for their life. Our home, heat, bed, blankets, and food seemed so extravagant that night. We praised and thanked God for all He has provided for us. We can’t wait to go again!
Thank you for your continued prayers and support!
By His Amazing Grace,
Debbie
Saturday, November 27, 2010
Am Impactful Moment
It's been a long time since I've blogged. Life has kept me busy with the book my mom and I are having published. Wanting to get back to my "Online journal", I thought Thanksgiving would be a good place to start. The last six months of my life have brought many ups and downs, but there hasn't been a day gone by that I haven't been thankful. In fact I've become more thankful for each and every day of my life.
I wanted to share our Thanksgiving Day. Emeline has been making blankets for the homeless. She raised money for the materials and hopes to share the love of Jesus with many cold, empty people.
Happy Thanksgiving! I pray you all enjoyed a special day with those you love!
Steve, I, and the kids had the honor and privilege of serving downtown at Rock Ministries in Philadelphia. This was our first experience at Rock. The blessings and favor God has shed on this ministry was overwhelming to say the least.
Emeline gave the first blanket away today with a Bible, track, and a personal note from her (all wrapped in a big beautiful bow). You know it’s one thing when God gives me a vision…it’s another thing when God gives one of my kids a vision. I have been praying for weeks as to how we will guide Emeline in her “Blankets of Blessings.” Steve encouraged Emeline today to pray and see if she saw a person in the crowd that the Lord would have her give a blanket to, reminding her it is in our service that God speaks to our hearts. As Emeline was filling sugars on the tables (for coffee), she spotted a woman and asked Steve to go over with her. Although I was busy working in another area, Steve came over with tears in his eyes sharing what took place, and asked me to come meet this special woman Dawn. Dawn was a Christian yet fallen in to a life of drugs. She has been clean for seven months and was now “hitting the wall”. Apparently this means that life is really awful and unbearable…..hopeless…dark…Dawn explained to Emeline that she has wanted a Bible for a long time and the blanket uplifted her and blessed her…..she really loved it! With Steve and I standing there Dawn turned to Emeline and spoke words to her that seemed prophetic……it blew me away. It was humbling to hear, she was exhorting Emeline…my heart was touched as I fought back tears (Steve too). As I looked over at Emeline, she was radiating Jesus…..it was clear the Spirit was about her.
We had to leave a little early to join our friends for Thanksgiving. Dawn asked me to wait just five minutes, she had something for Emeline. I couldn’t think of what she would give Emeline. I looked over and saw her with a paper towel drawing. She drew Emeline three beautiful tulips with a special note. Dawn did not know how much Emeline loves art and would appreciate this……someday when she gets to heaven she will realize how she impacted the life of a young girl…..Thanksgiving Day 2010…
Praise God from whom ALL blessings (blankets) flow!
“And whatsoever ye do in word or deed, do all in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks to God and the Father by Him.” Colossians 3:17
By His amazing grace……
Debbie
I wanted to share our Thanksgiving Day. Emeline has been making blankets for the homeless. She raised money for the materials and hopes to share the love of Jesus with many cold, empty people.
Happy Thanksgiving! I pray you all enjoyed a special day with those you love!
Steve, I, and the kids had the honor and privilege of serving downtown at Rock Ministries in Philadelphia. This was our first experience at Rock. The blessings and favor God has shed on this ministry was overwhelming to say the least.
Emeline gave the first blanket away today with a Bible, track, and a personal note from her (all wrapped in a big beautiful bow). You know it’s one thing when God gives me a vision…it’s another thing when God gives one of my kids a vision. I have been praying for weeks as to how we will guide Emeline in her “Blankets of Blessings.” Steve encouraged Emeline today to pray and see if she saw a person in the crowd that the Lord would have her give a blanket to, reminding her it is in our service that God speaks to our hearts. As Emeline was filling sugars on the tables (for coffee), she spotted a woman and asked Steve to go over with her. Although I was busy working in another area, Steve came over with tears in his eyes sharing what took place, and asked me to come meet this special woman Dawn. Dawn was a Christian yet fallen in to a life of drugs. She has been clean for seven months and was now “hitting the wall”. Apparently this means that life is really awful and unbearable…..hopeless…dark…Dawn explained to Emeline that she has wanted a Bible for a long time and the blanket uplifted her and blessed her…..she really loved it! With Steve and I standing there Dawn turned to Emeline and spoke words to her that seemed prophetic……it blew me away. It was humbling to hear, she was exhorting Emeline…my heart was touched as I fought back tears (Steve too). As I looked over at Emeline, she was radiating Jesus…..it was clear the Spirit was about her.
We had to leave a little early to join our friends for Thanksgiving. Dawn asked me to wait just five minutes, she had something for Emeline. I couldn’t think of what she would give Emeline. I looked over and saw her with a paper towel drawing. She drew Emeline three beautiful tulips with a special note. Dawn did not know how much Emeline loves art and would appreciate this……someday when she gets to heaven she will realize how she impacted the life of a young girl…..Thanksgiving Day 2010…
Praise God from whom ALL blessings (blankets) flow!
“And whatsoever ye do in word or deed, do all in the name of the Lord Jesus, giving thanks to God and the Father by Him.” Colossians 3:17
By His amazing grace……
Debbie
Thursday, May 27, 2010
A Tribute To My Dad
Proverbs 3:5-6 “Trust in the Lord with ALL your heart and lean not on your own understanding; in all your ways acknowledge Him, and He shall direct your paths.”
On April 26th this verse came alive and penetrated my soul.
After the initial call that my dad took a fall we began a journey that twisted and turned for 3 ½ weeks. The “New norm” became the unknown and the center of our Universe became Jefferson Hospital.
We were thankful to have my dad in one of the best hospitals. It was a comfort for us to know that although my dad was having complications, surely the top notch medical professionals would figure it all out and make my dad well again. In addition so many were praying for my dad. After a week of him being down right entertaining and funny (oh the stories we have to tell!) due to assumed anesthesia delirium, he went in to a coma like state, and it became more and more confusing as to why his mental status was failing. Numerous tests, scans, and MRI’s confirmed there was nothing medically wrong with my dad, yet a cascade of events led us down a road of realizing dad’s body was shutting down and no one knew why.
So many were praying for a miracle… On May 19th God chose to take my dad home.
We never got the answers we were looking for but I can tell you this. We got the answers we needed for the moment, to take the very next step. Our walk with God became a moment by moment process. There were days we did not know what to do or how to make decisions, yet He truly guided our path. Our circumstances were difficult, but our strength was sufficient.
On behalf of our family I want to thank so many of you who gave of yourselves continuously and effortlessly over the last month to help our family and my mom. We knew we were being lifted up, at times we felt as if we were being carried. There were times when no words could explain the despair in our hearts, yet we knew God did.
So we look back on this time in our lives as bittersweet. We have suffered a loss; my dad will be missed dearly. As my mom and I wept by my dad’s bed after he passed she said “I never doubted for a minute that he loved me….no woman has been loved as much as me”. For a woman who never boasts or brings attention to herself, that was a powerful statement I will never forget. A parade of doctors and nurses came to pay their respects with tears in their eyes. Mom and I were able to share our hope that we will see my dad again in heaven…..he was no longer in the body in the bed, dad was standing face to face with Jesus looking into his eyes. It was an honor to give God the glory in such a difficult time.
There was one doctor who touched our lives in a way that keeps me wondering if she was an angel sent by God. She reached out, entered into our world, and walked the journey with us to the end. Thank you Dr. Kumar.
In the midst of my dad’s delirium and before he went into a coma like sleep he called my mom and I over to his bedside. It was to be his last lucid moment of his life. He shared a few special words of encouragement to me and he told my mom he loved her one last time…then he told us it will all be over. I guess he knew he was getting ready to go home.
I will miss my dad and our coffee hour every Friday morning. I was consistently 10 – 15 minutes late, yet I was always greeted with a big smile, we both looked forward to our time together.
Thank you for coming to share our tribute to dad, we love and appreciate all of you, and thank you for your prayers, and being such a special part of our lives.
Grace and blessings,
Debbie
On April 26th this verse came alive and penetrated my soul.
After the initial call that my dad took a fall we began a journey that twisted and turned for 3 ½ weeks. The “New norm” became the unknown and the center of our Universe became Jefferson Hospital.
We were thankful to have my dad in one of the best hospitals. It was a comfort for us to know that although my dad was having complications, surely the top notch medical professionals would figure it all out and make my dad well again. In addition so many were praying for my dad. After a week of him being down right entertaining and funny (oh the stories we have to tell!) due to assumed anesthesia delirium, he went in to a coma like state, and it became more and more confusing as to why his mental status was failing. Numerous tests, scans, and MRI’s confirmed there was nothing medically wrong with my dad, yet a cascade of events led us down a road of realizing dad’s body was shutting down and no one knew why.
So many were praying for a miracle… On May 19th God chose to take my dad home.
We never got the answers we were looking for but I can tell you this. We got the answers we needed for the moment, to take the very next step. Our walk with God became a moment by moment process. There were days we did not know what to do or how to make decisions, yet He truly guided our path. Our circumstances were difficult, but our strength was sufficient.
On behalf of our family I want to thank so many of you who gave of yourselves continuously and effortlessly over the last month to help our family and my mom. We knew we were being lifted up, at times we felt as if we were being carried. There were times when no words could explain the despair in our hearts, yet we knew God did.
So we look back on this time in our lives as bittersweet. We have suffered a loss; my dad will be missed dearly. As my mom and I wept by my dad’s bed after he passed she said “I never doubted for a minute that he loved me….no woman has been loved as much as me”. For a woman who never boasts or brings attention to herself, that was a powerful statement I will never forget. A parade of doctors and nurses came to pay their respects with tears in their eyes. Mom and I were able to share our hope that we will see my dad again in heaven…..he was no longer in the body in the bed, dad was standing face to face with Jesus looking into his eyes. It was an honor to give God the glory in such a difficult time.
There was one doctor who touched our lives in a way that keeps me wondering if she was an angel sent by God. She reached out, entered into our world, and walked the journey with us to the end. Thank you Dr. Kumar.
In the midst of my dad’s delirium and before he went into a coma like sleep he called my mom and I over to his bedside. It was to be his last lucid moment of his life. He shared a few special words of encouragement to me and he told my mom he loved her one last time…then he told us it will all be over. I guess he knew he was getting ready to go home.
I will miss my dad and our coffee hour every Friday morning. I was consistently 10 – 15 minutes late, yet I was always greeted with a big smile, we both looked forward to our time together.
Thank you for coming to share our tribute to dad, we love and appreciate all of you, and thank you for your prayers, and being such a special part of our lives.
Grace and blessings,
Debbie
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
Six Simple Lives
Life just seems at times to be spinning out of control. I know all us moms feel like this and our challenge is to stop the freight train, put the brakes on, keep a balance…..yet it’s a constant battle!
Having three active kids they want to be involved in many activities. Truth be told they all have athletic abilities so it’s a thrill for this competitive gal to stand on the side lines and scream my little heart out for my guys and doll. Whether it’s a tournament, cup, or league game it’s a joy to see these three healthy children love a sport and be a part of a team.
Yesterday I substituted in an Autistic classroom. It was my first experience with special needs kids. My mom has a Masters degree in Special Education so I’ve sort of grown up knowing about special needs people, and I have a nephew who is severely handicapped (including autistic). At first I was unsure of myself around the kids, I wasn’t sure if they would be o.k. with a stranger in the room. These kids need and love their routine.
I didn’t expect a warm greeting by them, and I was pleasantly surprised a few of them greeted me at all! I couldn’t help but want to just observe them and realize how special they each were and how God must love them so much. Life in the classroom for these kids was simple. After each class activity they were asked to take out their “happy face” papers and record their feelings. I was pleased to see all happy faces! They often were required to check their schedules so they knew what was next.
With six kids in the class came six very different personalities and needs. Some were verbal and others had more difficulty. One boy was awarded a sweet tart just for trying to talk during speech class. Another boy carried a voice box and every time he needed to answer he would type his answer in the box and the box spoke to us.
Six special lives. I thought about the home life and how difficult it must be to have a child like this, one who can’t communicate, is handicapped socially, and academically. It occurred to me these children most likely will not play sports, all the activities my kids do they won’t. Yet I can still see the smiles on their faces. They have a life, just different. Tying a shoe lace may bring one great joy. Completing a simple frog craft is a huge accomplishment!
I found myself humbled. My heart was blessed for being in the presence of these special kids, watching them live their life as they know it. Grateful for the reminder of what life is all about. Life is about lives and relationships. Investing time into the ones we love. It’s not about how good we are in sports, what we’ve achieved in life financially, or how successful we’ve become. For me, life is about knowing Jesus, walking with Him daily, reading my Bible, and praying. Abiding in Christ gives me all the balance and security I need. When the hard times come (and there are hard times), my strength comes from HIM.
“I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.” Philippians 4:13
Grace and blessings,
Debbie
Having three active kids they want to be involved in many activities. Truth be told they all have athletic abilities so it’s a thrill for this competitive gal to stand on the side lines and scream my little heart out for my guys and doll. Whether it’s a tournament, cup, or league game it’s a joy to see these three healthy children love a sport and be a part of a team.
Yesterday I substituted in an Autistic classroom. It was my first experience with special needs kids. My mom has a Masters degree in Special Education so I’ve sort of grown up knowing about special needs people, and I have a nephew who is severely handicapped (including autistic). At first I was unsure of myself around the kids, I wasn’t sure if they would be o.k. with a stranger in the room. These kids need and love their routine.
I didn’t expect a warm greeting by them, and I was pleasantly surprised a few of them greeted me at all! I couldn’t help but want to just observe them and realize how special they each were and how God must love them so much. Life in the classroom for these kids was simple. After each class activity they were asked to take out their “happy face” papers and record their feelings. I was pleased to see all happy faces! They often were required to check their schedules so they knew what was next.
With six kids in the class came six very different personalities and needs. Some were verbal and others had more difficulty. One boy was awarded a sweet tart just for trying to talk during speech class. Another boy carried a voice box and every time he needed to answer he would type his answer in the box and the box spoke to us.
Six special lives. I thought about the home life and how difficult it must be to have a child like this, one who can’t communicate, is handicapped socially, and academically. It occurred to me these children most likely will not play sports, all the activities my kids do they won’t. Yet I can still see the smiles on their faces. They have a life, just different. Tying a shoe lace may bring one great joy. Completing a simple frog craft is a huge accomplishment!
I found myself humbled. My heart was blessed for being in the presence of these special kids, watching them live their life as they know it. Grateful for the reminder of what life is all about. Life is about lives and relationships. Investing time into the ones we love. It’s not about how good we are in sports, what we’ve achieved in life financially, or how successful we’ve become. For me, life is about knowing Jesus, walking with Him daily, reading my Bible, and praying. Abiding in Christ gives me all the balance and security I need. When the hard times come (and there are hard times), my strength comes from HIM.
“I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me.” Philippians 4:13
Grace and blessings,
Debbie
Thursday, March 11, 2010
It Looks Good!
As we rang in 2010, I somehow knew this would be a year for change. It made me nervous, change can be good and change can be…well, not so good. Which would it be, maybe a combination of both? The older I get the more I celebrate each day. Don’t get me wrong, this doesn’t mean everyday is worth celebrating, in fact there are some days I would like to forget. I’m just more sensitive to everything that I have. I am most of all thankful to know God. I have a personal relationship with Jesus that I wouldn’t trade for anything. I value my family and the relationships God has blessed me with. I’m not a perfect wife, mom, or friend, but I’m thankful God’s mercies are new everyday…WHEW!!!
Everything changed on January 5th. A large envelope came Fed-X to my attention. Standing in the kitchen I opened the envelope and read the letter. “CONGRATULATIONS, YOUR BOOK HAS BEEN ACCEPTED FOR ROYALTY PUBLICATION!” I started to tremble. Who knew the book my mom and I took a year to write would be accepted? I knew it was a good idea, but a publishable book? That was a moment in time I will never forget.
Then the work began. The book was accepted on its story but now we needed to write segments to make the book sell like the foreword, epilogue, and back matter. I never heard of a back matter before in fact I went and googled it wrong typing in “back splatter”! Don’t do that, it’s basically poop on the back of the toilet YUCK!!!! After having the work checked by editors and special help from a friend, and three months of chenging, we finally submitted our manuscript to the publisher. Fully expecting to hear we did something wrong in the submission process, hoping they wouldn't laugh at it, I was just glad to get it off my plate and in the hands of the publisher so they could begin their critique process.
Today I checked my e-mail, “We received your manuscript and it looks good.” Those were sweet words to my soul. I wasn’t looking for great, good is just fine with me!! O.K. so they went on to say someone will be in touch next week to begin the editing process and they did mention the book has a high word count for Children’s books but that’s o.k. for today its fine…….
Writing a book is an accomplishment, yet the accomplishment doesn’t come without a lot of hard work. As I re-read what was submitted, I can still make so many changes yet at some point it was necessary to just step out, click send, and pray for the best!!
So much of life is about us doing our best and letting God do the rest. When we walk with Him and abide in Him He takes care of us and directs our steps.
Grace and blessings,
Debbie
Everything changed on January 5th. A large envelope came Fed-X to my attention. Standing in the kitchen I opened the envelope and read the letter. “CONGRATULATIONS, YOUR BOOK HAS BEEN ACCEPTED FOR ROYALTY PUBLICATION!” I started to tremble. Who knew the book my mom and I took a year to write would be accepted? I knew it was a good idea, but a publishable book? That was a moment in time I will never forget.
Then the work began. The book was accepted on its story but now we needed to write segments to make the book sell like the foreword, epilogue, and back matter. I never heard of a back matter before in fact I went and googled it wrong typing in “back splatter”! Don’t do that, it’s basically poop on the back of the toilet YUCK!!!! After having the work checked by editors and special help from a friend, and three months of chenging, we finally submitted our manuscript to the publisher. Fully expecting to hear we did something wrong in the submission process, hoping they wouldn't laugh at it, I was just glad to get it off my plate and in the hands of the publisher so they could begin their critique process.
Today I checked my e-mail, “We received your manuscript and it looks good.” Those were sweet words to my soul. I wasn’t looking for great, good is just fine with me!! O.K. so they went on to say someone will be in touch next week to begin the editing process and they did mention the book has a high word count for Children’s books but that’s o.k. for today its fine…….
Writing a book is an accomplishment, yet the accomplishment doesn’t come without a lot of hard work. As I re-read what was submitted, I can still make so many changes yet at some point it was necessary to just step out, click send, and pray for the best!!
So much of life is about us doing our best and letting God do the rest. When we walk with Him and abide in Him He takes care of us and directs our steps.
Grace and blessings,
Debbie
Monday, February 22, 2010
Sam's first Water Polo Tournament
As the mom I try to find different sports to suit my kid’s personality. At their ages I want them to experience several different sports. Emeline has recently developed a love for soccer. What makes her so good (besides her big “foot”) is her aggressiveness. The trainers love a kid that isn’t afraid to back down…it’s exciting to watch, especially for a girl who broke bones for two years and could not participate in any type of sports activities. Zachary also loves soccer and will try out for the travel team for the fall. All three are good swimmers.
Sam loves tackle football. He talked about it for years and finally this past fall he played for the township, Steve was the assistant coach. There are not many moms out there who love their son playing football. Most of us tolerate the sport because either our husbands or son (or both) are dying for them to play. Wanting to find another sport for Sam, knowing he was a good swimmer, we inquired about a water polo team. Sam started playing water polo with mostly older kids. I’m not use to seeing Sam look like the “runt” out there but in this sport he’s the “baby”. I have tried to keep Sam away from tournaments. Just letting him play during the week once is enough. With several tournaments in the last few weeks the coach really wanted Sam to experience one of them. So off we all went to support Sam at Villanova University. As expected Sam sat most of the time on the side of the pool. Each time he went in the water we were so proud of him. O.K. so he only got the ball once and the opponent immediately stole it away but we’re the parents…all parents are proud!!
The team had two games back to back. The first game was tight, Sam’s team was losing so he didn’t see much playing time. In fact I think one time he was in for @ thirty seconds. The next game Sam’s team was winning so the coach was a bit more generous with putting the weaker kids in. As expected each player has an opponent they are required to cover. It was apparent that Sam wasn’t sure what to do so the coach was yelling and making all kinds of hand gestures to Sam that didn’t look universal to me nor Sam. Sam’s interpretation to what the coach was trying to tell him was to just dunk the opponent. So there was Sam out in the pool, ball nowhere near him, trying to dunk another player (poor guy looked like he was drowning). I knew Sam had no ill intent but the child and his coach didn’t know that. The game was stopped and Sam had to have a talk with the ref. Sam didn’t see much more time in the pool after that.
Most of the time at sports events our kids are doing well, giving us good reason to cheer and be proud. Last night was a good example of how as a parents, we don’t care how well our kids perform, we think they’re just the greatest thing since sliced bread right?? WE want them to have fun and enjoy the healthy bodies they have been blessed with.
After all it is “In Him that we live, and move, and have our being.” Acts 17:28
Grace and blessings,
Sam loves tackle football. He talked about it for years and finally this past fall he played for the township, Steve was the assistant coach. There are not many moms out there who love their son playing football. Most of us tolerate the sport because either our husbands or son (or both) are dying for them to play. Wanting to find another sport for Sam, knowing he was a good swimmer, we inquired about a water polo team. Sam started playing water polo with mostly older kids. I’m not use to seeing Sam look like the “runt” out there but in this sport he’s the “baby”. I have tried to keep Sam away from tournaments. Just letting him play during the week once is enough. With several tournaments in the last few weeks the coach really wanted Sam to experience one of them. So off we all went to support Sam at Villanova University. As expected Sam sat most of the time on the side of the pool. Each time he went in the water we were so proud of him. O.K. so he only got the ball once and the opponent immediately stole it away but we’re the parents…all parents are proud!!
The team had two games back to back. The first game was tight, Sam’s team was losing so he didn’t see much playing time. In fact I think one time he was in for @ thirty seconds. The next game Sam’s team was winning so the coach was a bit more generous with putting the weaker kids in. As expected each player has an opponent they are required to cover. It was apparent that Sam wasn’t sure what to do so the coach was yelling and making all kinds of hand gestures to Sam that didn’t look universal to me nor Sam. Sam’s interpretation to what the coach was trying to tell him was to just dunk the opponent. So there was Sam out in the pool, ball nowhere near him, trying to dunk another player (poor guy looked like he was drowning). I knew Sam had no ill intent but the child and his coach didn’t know that. The game was stopped and Sam had to have a talk with the ref. Sam didn’t see much more time in the pool after that.
Most of the time at sports events our kids are doing well, giving us good reason to cheer and be proud. Last night was a good example of how as a parents, we don’t care how well our kids perform, we think they’re just the greatest thing since sliced bread right?? WE want them to have fun and enjoy the healthy bodies they have been blessed with.
After all it is “In Him that we live, and move, and have our being.” Acts 17:28
Grace and blessings,
Saturday, February 6, 2010
Nor'easter Slams The East
It’s hard to believe only five days ago I was in sunny California. It’s wasn’t exactly hot but I was able to wear shorts and a lightweight shirt….oh, and sunglasses all the time…oh, and fun girlfriends who kept me laughing for four days straight..oh, and a husband who freely let me go, took care of the kids, and cleaned the house! THANK YOU STEVE, you’re the best!
Today I’m wondering how I’ll dig six kids and myself out of over twenty inches of snow! Months ago when I heard my girlfriend was headed to NY I offered to take her boys. I love these kids (and my girlfriend). The weekend promised to be busy. Moving them from one activity to another would be a “piece of cake”. Five basketball games and a birthday party for Sam would keep them all out of trouble or from bothering one another. As the weekend approached it was apparent all plans would be cancelled, a big Nor’easter was dumping snow and rain over much of the mid to southern section of the country, which also meant Steve would be gone for days working. I started to wonder what on earth I would do with five boys and one girl by myself. They don’t like arts and crafts. If it snowed they wouldn’t want to be outside, other than the typical twenty minutes of fun (when it took you and hour to dress them all).
I knew I needed a plan. When this group of kids get together all they want to do is play the wii, striving for the next level, thrilled over the challenge…Mario rules!!! They would play all day and night if I let them, only coming up to eat and drink when necessary. I decided to plan a schedule, limiting the wii time and any other type of electronic activities. I got the paper out with them and we created a wii schedule as well as other types of activities for them to do, chores were included.
Once you’re snowed in with kids, one needs to take on a certain mind set…..FLEXIBILITY and CREATIVITY! It is obviously not a day to think you can get anything done, or do anything for yourself. You’re lucky if you get to eat! Having lots of snacks and drinks is essential. Getting annoyed with wet snow tracking through your house is self destructive, for goodness sakes it’s just water. Rewarding myself with coffee and chocolate keeps me alert and smiling.
Have a great day!! Go sledding with the kids! Help your neighbors dig out! Laugh at those great kids you have! EAT CHOCOLATE!
Blessings,
Debbie
Today I’m wondering how I’ll dig six kids and myself out of over twenty inches of snow! Months ago when I heard my girlfriend was headed to NY I offered to take her boys. I love these kids (and my girlfriend). The weekend promised to be busy. Moving them from one activity to another would be a “piece of cake”. Five basketball games and a birthday party for Sam would keep them all out of trouble or from bothering one another. As the weekend approached it was apparent all plans would be cancelled, a big Nor’easter was dumping snow and rain over much of the mid to southern section of the country, which also meant Steve would be gone for days working. I started to wonder what on earth I would do with five boys and one girl by myself. They don’t like arts and crafts. If it snowed they wouldn’t want to be outside, other than the typical twenty minutes of fun (when it took you and hour to dress them all).
I knew I needed a plan. When this group of kids get together all they want to do is play the wii, striving for the next level, thrilled over the challenge…Mario rules!!! They would play all day and night if I let them, only coming up to eat and drink when necessary. I decided to plan a schedule, limiting the wii time and any other type of electronic activities. I got the paper out with them and we created a wii schedule as well as other types of activities for them to do, chores were included.
Once you’re snowed in with kids, one needs to take on a certain mind set…..FLEXIBILITY and CREATIVITY! It is obviously not a day to think you can get anything done, or do anything for yourself. You’re lucky if you get to eat! Having lots of snacks and drinks is essential. Getting annoyed with wet snow tracking through your house is self destructive, for goodness sakes it’s just water. Rewarding myself with coffee and chocolate keeps me alert and smiling.
Have a great day!! Go sledding with the kids! Help your neighbors dig out! Laugh at those great kids you have! EAT CHOCOLATE!
Blessings,
Debbie
Saturday, January 23, 2010
Oh The Pain!
Did you ever wonder why we experience so much pain? Whether it’s physical or emotional it’s overwhelming when it consumes you. This last year has been a year of physical pain. First I was diagnosed with osteo-arthritis in my hands which seemed terrible yet five months later after a scare with possible cancer I was diagnosed with fifteen kidney stones OUCH! In addition my cholesterol is high and needs attention. The latest ailment came this week, I woke up one day with pain in my neck. Since I was already seeing a physical therapist for my tennis elbow (just a side bar) I decided to go for my neck. It was determined I aggravated a muscle in my shoulder that was radiating the pain to the neck. As the week went on it became increasingly worse to the point it affected my swallowing and breathing. Finally the doctor ordered an X-ray. My biggest fear would be a diagnosis of arthritis, that seemed unbearable and why would God allow that to happen to this very active already “medically challenged” mom of three WHO LOVES TO PLAY TENNIS? Somehow I knew what the diagnosis would be before it came. It’s the things in life we say “Absolutely Not!” that God seems to challenge us on.
How did I know? God was preparing my heart. As I made desperate calls to a few close friends asking them to specifically pray this was not arthritis I also spent time in prayer and reading the Bible. “He remembered us when we were in trouble, His love continues forever.” Psalm 136:23
A devotional I read from Max Lucado yesterday included this paragraph “When God doesn’t do what we want, it’s not easy. Never has been, never will be. But faith is the conviction that God knows more than we do about this life and He will get us through it.” Somehow I knew after reading yesterday the news wasn’t going to be good but I knew it would be o.k. because God would walk with me and take care of me.
Our disappointments in life don’t have to keep us down. With God’s help we learn how to manage them and use them to bring honor and glory to His name. We learn to lean on Him when we have pain whether it is physical or emotional. It also makes us more compassionate to others that are hurting.
I once heard someone say “When you’re fifty you can go to sleep fine and wake up with any injury.” I’m not quite there but very close and I can tell you the statement is true.
“Those who are sad now are happy, because God will comfort them. Those who want to do right more than anything else are happy, because God will fully satisfy them.” Matthew 5:4,6
By the grace of God today I choose joy.
Grace and blessings,
Debbie
How did I know? God was preparing my heart. As I made desperate calls to a few close friends asking them to specifically pray this was not arthritis I also spent time in prayer and reading the Bible. “He remembered us when we were in trouble, His love continues forever.” Psalm 136:23
A devotional I read from Max Lucado yesterday included this paragraph “When God doesn’t do what we want, it’s not easy. Never has been, never will be. But faith is the conviction that God knows more than we do about this life and He will get us through it.” Somehow I knew after reading yesterday the news wasn’t going to be good but I knew it would be o.k. because God would walk with me and take care of me.
Our disappointments in life don’t have to keep us down. With God’s help we learn how to manage them and use them to bring honor and glory to His name. We learn to lean on Him when we have pain whether it is physical or emotional. It also makes us more compassionate to others that are hurting.
I once heard someone say “When you’re fifty you can go to sleep fine and wake up with any injury.” I’m not quite there but very close and I can tell you the statement is true.
“Those who are sad now are happy, because God will comfort them. Those who want to do right more than anything else are happy, because God will fully satisfy them.” Matthew 5:4,6
By the grace of God today I choose joy.
Grace and blessings,
Debbie
Friday, January 1, 2010
God's Peace in 2010
January 1st is not a day when I make a lot of changes. Resolutions have not been “my thing”, it is the fall, September when the kids go back to school that I make any changes. Eating better (not so many sweets!), chores for the kids, schedule changes, new goals, always praying to bring peace and contentment on the home front. One thing I have learned over the years is to not overcommit myself. That never works for my family or me. I can tell when it is happening, I start to feel very anxious inside, and like I’m disappointing everyone around me.
As I look ahead into this New Year I see so many changes and potential changes coming for 2010. Most are good an exciting, some are unknown causing apprehension. I find in the times I am unsure I try to control and help the situation along…..after all, we all like to stay within the comfort zone of life with no boats rocking around us right?
With the New Year comes change whether we like it or not, and most of us don’t like change, it feels unsettling. As we reflect next year on this day will we have a smile on our face or sadness in our heart?
“Peace I leave with you, My peace I give to you; not as the world gives do I give to you. Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid.” John 14:27.
I am thankful God knows what each day will entail for me and my family…..He orders our steps. As I think of all the specific changes that will take place this year I know that God is with me and it is His faithfulness and peace that I can count on. As I wake up each day and commit my day to Him through prayer and reading the Bible, I know that no matter what changes come it will be o.k. my heart is at peace knowing God is in control.
My daily prayer for 2010: Love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, and self control. To these I will commit my day. If I succeed, I will give thanks. If I fail, I will seek His grace. And then, when this day is done, I will place my head on my pillow and rest.
Happy New Year! May you find peace in the knowledge of Jesus Christ. I pray His light shines powerfully into your heart.
Sweet blessings to you and your families!
Debbie
As I look ahead into this New Year I see so many changes and potential changes coming for 2010. Most are good an exciting, some are unknown causing apprehension. I find in the times I am unsure I try to control and help the situation along…..after all, we all like to stay within the comfort zone of life with no boats rocking around us right?
With the New Year comes change whether we like it or not, and most of us don’t like change, it feels unsettling. As we reflect next year on this day will we have a smile on our face or sadness in our heart?
“Peace I leave with you, My peace I give to you; not as the world gives do I give to you. Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid.” John 14:27.
I am thankful God knows what each day will entail for me and my family…..He orders our steps. As I think of all the specific changes that will take place this year I know that God is with me and it is His faithfulness and peace that I can count on. As I wake up each day and commit my day to Him through prayer and reading the Bible, I know that no matter what changes come it will be o.k. my heart is at peace knowing God is in control.
My daily prayer for 2010: Love, joy, peace, patience, kindness, goodness, faithfulness, gentleness, and self control. To these I will commit my day. If I succeed, I will give thanks. If I fail, I will seek His grace. And then, when this day is done, I will place my head on my pillow and rest.
Happy New Year! May you find peace in the knowledge of Jesus Christ. I pray His light shines powerfully into your heart.
Sweet blessings to you and your families!
Debbie
Monday, December 14, 2009
"Where's The Fat Santa?"
The young proud father held his baby girl in his arms, “This is her first Christmas and I want everything to be perfect!” The elf checking in customers for their visit and picture with Santa just shrugged his shoulders, after all it wasn’t his problem the Santa the mall hired this year wasn’t fat! “We’ll wait for the fat Santa”, the young man said in a huff as he stepped out of line.
This was a clip from a television show last week and although I laughed hysterically, what a reality check it was. Although I’ve never been concerned about Santa’s weight I can certainly think of many incidents that pull at that desire to have “Everything perfect”
It started with the tree. First we named him “ Sheldon” which was a mistake because there’s an instant attachment when you name anything! For the first time ever I thought we needed to return our tree. Upon its arrival into the living room, he started raining needles, you could hear them pouring onto the rug. Since we have our tree up for a month, if Sheldon kept raining needles it would look like the Charlie Brown tree in a week! Steve convinced me Sheldon was in shock and would be o.k. The next crisis was as I stood there with the last ornament to place on the tree all the lights went out. A friend sitting on my sofa watching told us we shouldn’t hook up any more then three strands of lights together. Well, we had at least ten strands! My electrician Steve fixed it all so that Sheldon is plugged into a few different outlets, whew….after all that, Sheldon is a beauty!!
We all have our expectations of what Christmas should look like. For some it is the way the house is decorated, for others it is the gifts they buy (and receive!). The older I get (and I am getting old!) I realize and am content with the “imperfectness” of my life. Christmas cookies have been burnt, lights continue to short circuit, but it represents what “the norm” is. Yesterday Emeline had her sweet friend Nell over. I enjoy watching these two girls, they jump from one activity to another. Yesterday they created a gingerbread house together. It turned out nice and beautiful but they replaced one of my favorite Christmas decorations with their house! Of course I couldn’t say anything but I was disappointed to see MY favorite piece tossed aside…
As I look around I chuckle. Lights are out that should be on, fragile item have been broken, candy has been eaten off the calendar on dates that aren’t here yet, and my favorite Christmas centerpiece has been rejected.
Yet..My heart is content…without the people I love around me life would be different. My house without them would look perfect…someday they’ll be gone and I’ll miss it all!
Enjoy the “imperfectness” of the holiday, laugh with the people you love, and remember Christmas is about how God came down and gave us Himself……EMBRACE THE PERFECT GIFT!
Blessings, Debbie
This was a clip from a television show last week and although I laughed hysterically, what a reality check it was. Although I’ve never been concerned about Santa’s weight I can certainly think of many incidents that pull at that desire to have “Everything perfect”
It started with the tree. First we named him “ Sheldon” which was a mistake because there’s an instant attachment when you name anything! For the first time ever I thought we needed to return our tree. Upon its arrival into the living room, he started raining needles, you could hear them pouring onto the rug. Since we have our tree up for a month, if Sheldon kept raining needles it would look like the Charlie Brown tree in a week! Steve convinced me Sheldon was in shock and would be o.k. The next crisis was as I stood there with the last ornament to place on the tree all the lights went out. A friend sitting on my sofa watching told us we shouldn’t hook up any more then three strands of lights together. Well, we had at least ten strands! My electrician Steve fixed it all so that Sheldon is plugged into a few different outlets, whew….after all that, Sheldon is a beauty!!
We all have our expectations of what Christmas should look like. For some it is the way the house is decorated, for others it is the gifts they buy (and receive!). The older I get (and I am getting old!) I realize and am content with the “imperfectness” of my life. Christmas cookies have been burnt, lights continue to short circuit, but it represents what “the norm” is. Yesterday Emeline had her sweet friend Nell over. I enjoy watching these two girls, they jump from one activity to another. Yesterday they created a gingerbread house together. It turned out nice and beautiful but they replaced one of my favorite Christmas decorations with their house! Of course I couldn’t say anything but I was disappointed to see MY favorite piece tossed aside…
As I look around I chuckle. Lights are out that should be on, fragile item have been broken, candy has been eaten off the calendar on dates that aren’t here yet, and my favorite Christmas centerpiece has been rejected.
Yet..My heart is content…without the people I love around me life would be different. My house without them would look perfect…someday they’ll be gone and I’ll miss it all!
Enjoy the “imperfectness” of the holiday, laugh with the people you love, and remember Christmas is about how God came down and gave us Himself……EMBRACE THE PERFECT GIFT!
Blessings, Debbie
Monday, October 12, 2009
A Committed Fullback
After a busy summer of fun we are full swing into fall with school and sports. Our kids have played soccer for many years on our church league. This year we ventured out into our community which we love. Samuel was ready for tackle football and Emeline wanted to “have at it” on the travel soccer team. Since Zachary is the third child he must be flexible until any talent arises (which it has). He plays soccer as well.
Emeline started playing soccer when she was little like most kids. She and her friends would pick flowers while the coach was screaming for them to be out on the field. At the time she was also dancing and doing more “girly” type things like wear dresses and have her mother paint her nails. When Emeline turned seven she started breaking bones, her “klutzy” stage lasted for two years. After many casts and no sports she tried soccer again last year on our church league. People (including her mother) could hardly believe this was the same girl we once knew. Sweet Emeline was aggressive and ready to rumble out on the field. Her focus and desire was clear….she wanted the ball and a goal.
Emeline is enjoying her time playing for the “Torches”. She is a light to those who know her and meet her, encouraging her other teammates. As for her defensive skills? She’s a fighter who commits and won’t stop until the ball is headed up field again for the offensive players to do their job.
I cannot help but scream my head off. Now I’m not the quietest person in the world but I’m also not known for my screaming, in fact some would say I’m rather soft spoken. Well, not on the soccer field anyway. I either need to stop going to the games or tape my mouth shut, otherwise I can’t seem to help myself…the competitor in me surfaces every time!
I am proud of Emeline, sometimes it makes me cry to think that God would bless me with such a delightful person who happens to be my daughter. Although I’m supposed to be leading her and guiding her, she often teaches me so much about kindness and compassion..mercy and grace.
Blessings,
Debbie
Wednesday, September 9, 2009
Where's The Bus?
Today was the first day of school for the kids. There’s nothing that will bring the summer season to a screeching halt like the alarm going off at 6:30 to RISE and SHINE! We knew the day was coming, it was no surprise, yet for some reason at least in our family things never go quite as smooth as a mom would like.
Over the summer I bought the boys new sneakers for the first day of school. My boys are specific about their shoes (like their mom). The colors, shoe laces, and style all have to work. Today as Sam and Zachary put their shoes on they both complained the shoes didn’t fit. Zachary had a half way decent pair of shoes to wear, Sam had nothing but a beat up old pair of smelly shoes to wear on his first day of third grade.
I have a tradition on the first day of school to follow the bus. Many years ago before I had kids someone I knew followed the bus for her children on the first day of school and I thought it was one of the funniest things I had ever heard of. Now I follow the bus, it makes perfect sense to me!
This morning became utterly chaotic as two out of three kids did not want to get out of bed, alarms were ringing all over the house (no one responding). Meanwhile I’m trying to get myself ready to follow the bus yet trying to get a good breakfast in three bellies. Thank goodness the bus was late. After the kids boarded the bus I climbed into my car and headed for school trying to stay behind the bus. Of course the bus got ahead of me at a traffic light close to home and I never saw him again.
By the time I arrived at school bus #62 had arrived as well and my children all made it safely to their classrooms.
It’s a big adjustment going from constant interaction with kids all day to not having them home for eight hours. Part of me wanted to do the happy dance and part of me wanted to be sad and cry. I opted for the happy dance.
The summer was a whirlwind..so much fun..swim team, camps, traveling, and just enjoying having them around. No time for me to write, talk on the phone, or keep up any social schedule. Honestly I wouldn’t have it any other way. My life was consumed by them and for the most part I loved every minute of it.
So now it’s time for change..I’m ready and they’re ready. Back to schedule, chores, homework, and learning what it looks like to be a first, third and fifth grader.
Here’s to another school year!
Blessings,
Debbie
Over the summer I bought the boys new sneakers for the first day of school. My boys are specific about their shoes (like their mom). The colors, shoe laces, and style all have to work. Today as Sam and Zachary put their shoes on they both complained the shoes didn’t fit. Zachary had a half way decent pair of shoes to wear, Sam had nothing but a beat up old pair of smelly shoes to wear on his first day of third grade.
I have a tradition on the first day of school to follow the bus. Many years ago before I had kids someone I knew followed the bus for her children on the first day of school and I thought it was one of the funniest things I had ever heard of. Now I follow the bus, it makes perfect sense to me!
This morning became utterly chaotic as two out of three kids did not want to get out of bed, alarms were ringing all over the house (no one responding). Meanwhile I’m trying to get myself ready to follow the bus yet trying to get a good breakfast in three bellies. Thank goodness the bus was late. After the kids boarded the bus I climbed into my car and headed for school trying to stay behind the bus. Of course the bus got ahead of me at a traffic light close to home and I never saw him again.
By the time I arrived at school bus #62 had arrived as well and my children all made it safely to their classrooms.
It’s a big adjustment going from constant interaction with kids all day to not having them home for eight hours. Part of me wanted to do the happy dance and part of me wanted to be sad and cry. I opted for the happy dance.
The summer was a whirlwind..so much fun..swim team, camps, traveling, and just enjoying having them around. No time for me to write, talk on the phone, or keep up any social schedule. Honestly I wouldn’t have it any other way. My life was consumed by them and for the most part I loved every minute of it.
So now it’s time for change..I’m ready and they’re ready. Back to schedule, chores, homework, and learning what it looks like to be a first, third and fifth grader.
Here’s to another school year!
Blessings,
Debbie
Wednesday, September 2, 2009
NOT GUILTY!
It’s been four months since I was stopped by a police officer and received a moving violation. $109.00 in fees and three points against my record. “Failure to come to a complete stop at a stop sign.” I remember the night well. The kids and I were taking Emeline to soccer practice. I was on the phone with my mom discussing an important issue, the boys were fighting in the back seat, and I was yelling at them while trying to talk to my mom. Before I knew it I saw the red flashing lights behind me.
Being married to a man who frequents court for one reason or another insisted I request a trial to ask the judge to remove the points, so that is what I did. Today was the court date to appear. The kids thought I was going to play tennis when they heard the word "court"..nope not today. This was my first time in court and I expected to be the only one for my 9:00 appointment. I was stunned to realize many people just like me had a court date at the same time!!
I must admit I secretly prayed and asked the Lord to have my police offier on vacation. I heard that if that is the case they throw the case out. Then I wouldn’t have to face the guy again and feel like an idiot telling him and the judge why they should let me off the hook. After all the law is the law and apparently I disobeyed. I honestly don’t remember the stop sign that night. I’m sure I must have slowed down but no surprise that I basically blew through it!
The court room was fascinating, yet I was nervous, more then I’ve felt in a long time. I realized I had no iedea what to say when I approached the judge. I honestly didn’t remember what I did at the stop sign so the officer must be right yet I didn’t want to keep the points on my record. I started praying and asking God to help me know what to say.
Sure enough after several police officers came and went my officer was called by the judge but was not present. The judge called me up. I didn’t know what to say so I didn’t say anything, not even good morning! I waited for him to speak. The first words out of his mouth, “Let me guess, you were going to Mackelsfield Park”. Yep, smart guy he was, I guess I look like a soccer mom. He then told me that since the officer wasn’t there I am “Not Guilty” and my money for the ticket and court fees will be refunded. Still so nervous I quickly verified that the points would be removed as well. His response, “If you’re not guilty then you can’t have any points marked against your record.” OF COURSE NOT! Silly me, lucky me, blessed me!!
I serve a God of grace and mercy. The grace part is when we get something that we don’t deserve. The mercy part is when we don’t get something that we do deserve. According to the law I deserved to at least pay a fine. I was just pleased to have the points removed. To have both the points removed AND have my money refunded made my day. It was also a reminder to me of what Chrsit did for us. He came and died on the cross to save us from our sins. It is a gift, we don’t deserve it, we just have to accept it. Once we do, we’re deemed “NOT GUILTY”.
“For the wages of sin is death, but the gift of God is eternal life in Christ Jesus.” Romans 6:23.
Blessings,
Debbie
Being married to a man who frequents court for one reason or another insisted I request a trial to ask the judge to remove the points, so that is what I did. Today was the court date to appear. The kids thought I was going to play tennis when they heard the word "court"..nope not today. This was my first time in court and I expected to be the only one for my 9:00 appointment. I was stunned to realize many people just like me had a court date at the same time!!
I must admit I secretly prayed and asked the Lord to have my police offier on vacation. I heard that if that is the case they throw the case out. Then I wouldn’t have to face the guy again and feel like an idiot telling him and the judge why they should let me off the hook. After all the law is the law and apparently I disobeyed. I honestly don’t remember the stop sign that night. I’m sure I must have slowed down but no surprise that I basically blew through it!
The court room was fascinating, yet I was nervous, more then I’ve felt in a long time. I realized I had no iedea what to say when I approached the judge. I honestly didn’t remember what I did at the stop sign so the officer must be right yet I didn’t want to keep the points on my record. I started praying and asking God to help me know what to say.
Sure enough after several police officers came and went my officer was called by the judge but was not present. The judge called me up. I didn’t know what to say so I didn’t say anything, not even good morning! I waited for him to speak. The first words out of his mouth, “Let me guess, you were going to Mackelsfield Park”. Yep, smart guy he was, I guess I look like a soccer mom. He then told me that since the officer wasn’t there I am “Not Guilty” and my money for the ticket and court fees will be refunded. Still so nervous I quickly verified that the points would be removed as well. His response, “If you’re not guilty then you can’t have any points marked against your record.” OF COURSE NOT! Silly me, lucky me, blessed me!!
I serve a God of grace and mercy. The grace part is when we get something that we don’t deserve. The mercy part is when we don’t get something that we do deserve. According to the law I deserved to at least pay a fine. I was just pleased to have the points removed. To have both the points removed AND have my money refunded made my day. It was also a reminder to me of what Chrsit did for us. He came and died on the cross to save us from our sins. It is a gift, we don’t deserve it, we just have to accept it. Once we do, we’re deemed “NOT GUILTY”.
“For the wages of sin is death, but the gift of God is eternal life in Christ Jesus.” Romans 6:23.
Blessings,
Debbie
Wednesday, August 19, 2009
You Can Watch Your Bladder!
It’s been over a month of running to the doctor’s, having tests and procedures to determine just what is causing some health problems. As it turns out there are several areas of concern requiring an immediate diagnosis. Today was a surgical procedure to have a good look at my bladder. Having been in the operating room before I assumed I would be sedated and wake up when it was all over. I was concerned when the hospital called yesterday to inform me of the arrival time and did not give me instructions for fasting. Everyone knows you need to fast before anesthesia! What were they thinking, was I going to be awake for all this?
Sure enough I was scheduled for a local anesthesia. After all the prep and signing my life away I was ushered back to the OR. Although all the equipment was impressive I was not looking forward to what was about to happen, there were TVs everywhere and I was informed I could watch the doctor do the procedure and see my bladder. “See my bladder? Can’t I just watch Good Morning America?” I couldn’t imagine who on earth would want to see their bladder! My personal nurse Greg, the person who would coach me through this procedure looked like he just came from the beach on his motorcycle.
One of the very best doctor’s in the country happened to be doing my surgery (thank you Lord). I knew I was in good hands.
Once the procedure started as expected I did not do well. I’m not sure what they gave me but it didn’t feel like anything was numb enough for anyone to be poking around! Trying to distract me Greg was helping me breath like I did during three natural childbirths. Fortunately Greg was big and strong because he had to physically hold me down or I would have jumped off the table. Thankfully, with the help of Greg and prayer, I/we made it through.
Although I’m not completely out of the woods today was a very good day, the doctor saw no cancer and no need to biopsy the area (that’s a good thing). Tomorrow is another procedure. Prayers are appreciated and welcomed.
Having to go through a time of such uncertainty really changes your/my perspective on things. It’s tough to think of what could be down the road but it forces you to come to terms with the sovereignty of God. Not easy, but necessary. I must daily make a choice whether I will worry and fret or whether I will commit my day to God and enjoy the day He has given me, just one day at a time. Our days are numbered, none of us know how long we will be here. I did not want to waste the month of August fretting about something that may or may not happen and miss the time with my kids and husband.
It is in the hard times that special friends step up to pray, and encourage. I thank God for all those people in my life, they know who they are.
“Be anxious for nothing, but in everything by prayer and supplication, with thanksgiving, let your requests be made known to God: and the peace of God which surpasses all understanding will guard your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus.” Philippians 4:6-7
Sweet dreams and blessings,
Debbie
Sure enough I was scheduled for a local anesthesia. After all the prep and signing my life away I was ushered back to the OR. Although all the equipment was impressive I was not looking forward to what was about to happen, there were TVs everywhere and I was informed I could watch the doctor do the procedure and see my bladder. “See my bladder? Can’t I just watch Good Morning America?” I couldn’t imagine who on earth would want to see their bladder! My personal nurse Greg, the person who would coach me through this procedure looked like he just came from the beach on his motorcycle.
One of the very best doctor’s in the country happened to be doing my surgery (thank you Lord). I knew I was in good hands.
Once the procedure started as expected I did not do well. I’m not sure what they gave me but it didn’t feel like anything was numb enough for anyone to be poking around! Trying to distract me Greg was helping me breath like I did during three natural childbirths. Fortunately Greg was big and strong because he had to physically hold me down or I would have jumped off the table. Thankfully, with the help of Greg and prayer, I/we made it through.
Although I’m not completely out of the woods today was a very good day, the doctor saw no cancer and no need to biopsy the area (that’s a good thing). Tomorrow is another procedure. Prayers are appreciated and welcomed.
Having to go through a time of such uncertainty really changes your/my perspective on things. It’s tough to think of what could be down the road but it forces you to come to terms with the sovereignty of God. Not easy, but necessary. I must daily make a choice whether I will worry and fret or whether I will commit my day to God and enjoy the day He has given me, just one day at a time. Our days are numbered, none of us know how long we will be here. I did not want to waste the month of August fretting about something that may or may not happen and miss the time with my kids and husband.
It is in the hard times that special friends step up to pray, and encourage. I thank God for all those people in my life, they know who they are.
“Be anxious for nothing, but in everything by prayer and supplication, with thanksgiving, let your requests be made known to God: and the peace of God which surpasses all understanding will guard your hearts and minds through Christ Jesus.” Philippians 4:6-7
Sweet dreams and blessings,
Debbie
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