This morning:
T, "Momma, can we talk about dreams?"
Me, "Sure, we can talk about dreams! Did you have any dreams last night?"
T, "No, not last night."
Me, "No? Well, what dreams do you want to talk about?"
T, "Well, just sometimes I have dreams."
Me, "Why don't you tell me about them? I would love to hear about your dreams. Are they good dreams?"
T, "Well, sometimes they are good but, but sometimes they're scary."
Me, "That's not fun. The good thing is they are just dreams. What kind of dreams baby?"
T, "Well... There was a monster in my closet and he just wanted to eat me. Then the other monster in the closet was eating all our clothes! There was a monster outside eating the cars. And one was trying to eat everybody. And one that was trying to eat the bugs. Mommy, I like bugs. I love to catch bugs. So he was just trying to eat them and I just told him 'No, you can't eat the bugs!' So I just spanked him and then, and then he cried like this... 'Ehhhhaaahhaaa!' "
Me, "Wow T. That is a wild dream!"
T, "Yes, but he didn't eat the bugs anymore."
Me, "Well, I imagine not."
:)
Monday, October 18, 2010
Friday, October 15, 2010
Bittersweet
This word keeps coming to mind these days.
Bittersweet.
If you haven't already heard it through the grapevine I'd like to be able to share with you...
We are moving.
Brandon and I have felt the Lord pressing on our hearts for a while now to shift in our ministry mindset. It has been almost audible at times for both of us. The change is to shift from being focused on traditional youth ministry to one focused on families of students. To teach parents how to disciple their own children rather than relying on the "church" to do the job they as parents are called by scripture to do. To help the parents be the "A team" while the church is the "B team".
The move has come about through the opportunity to be apart of starting a new ministry in a church very dear to our hearts. It's the church we grew up being apart of. Yes, we'll be moving back home to Fairfield. Brandon will be the Young Life Discipleship Pastor, pastor of families and students from K-12th grade.
We are thrilled! The things we foresee God doing there are great and mighty as we partner with parents to help them disciple and train their children. When we went in view of a call, we loved seeing some familiar faces along with some we were seeing for the first time. They seem excited and ready to embark on this new territory, eager to see Christ be the center of every home. My friends, that is the "sweet" part.
The "bitter" part is that we love the people here. We have built some of the strongest relationships we've ever had here over the past few years. I ache when I think about leaving them behind. I know that as Christ Followers we will never have to say goodbye. For I know we will meet again. And not just in heaven, we're not moving that far away! But the truth is, we won't get to live in close community with them anymore. Yes, this is bitter indeed.
I have been so blessed. I love my friends deeply.
This has definitely been one of those un-blog-able things I mentioned a while back. But now, it's here. It is no longer just a possibility. It is real. It is happening. The reality has settled in just long enough to be recognized, packed up and moved.
My emotional status changes by the minute as we get ready to make this transition. In getting our house ready to sell, I had to paint over my bright walls to make them "neutral". This was not easy or fun. I think I'll post before and after pictures sometime and show you what I'm talking about.
Our house is on the market. It's uncomfortably clean (in case we get a call from the realtor saying she wants to show it). We have some boxes packed in the garage and many more waiting to be packed. Thankfully we will not have to wait on our house to sell to be able to move. The church is allowing us to live in their mission house while we are in transition and selling our house. This was a HUGE, Praise the LORD! He is so good. I am thankful He is a God of details.
Brandon is currently in Mexico building a house (the trip had been on the calendar long before all of this was final). It is his last trip with our church family here. He told me he couldn't have picked a better trip to wrap up his time here.
When he returns Sunday afternoon, I hope to have a lot of packing done. That is... if I don't spend all of my time blogging like I'm doing now when I should be packing something. And just in case you think my husband has left me to do it all alone, He hasn't! I have had so many friends offer to come help pack or to watch the boys while I pack. I am taking a few up on their offers. They have all been tremendous help already!
Our church family here is throwing us a going away party this coming Sunday evening. I am looking forward to loving on them and being loved on by them. I am not looking forward to the tears, I know they will surely come.
I need to wrap this up and get back to packing. Moving truck will be here on Wednesday. That's 5 days. Crazy.
Yes, bittersweet says it all.
Bittersweet.
If you haven't already heard it through the grapevine I'd like to be able to share with you...
We are moving.
Brandon and I have felt the Lord pressing on our hearts for a while now to shift in our ministry mindset. It has been almost audible at times for both of us. The change is to shift from being focused on traditional youth ministry to one focused on families of students. To teach parents how to disciple their own children rather than relying on the "church" to do the job they as parents are called by scripture to do. To help the parents be the "A team" while the church is the "B team".
The move has come about through the opportunity to be apart of starting a new ministry in a church very dear to our hearts. It's the church we grew up being apart of. Yes, we'll be moving back home to Fairfield. Brandon will be the Young Life Discipleship Pastor, pastor of families and students from K-12th grade.
We are thrilled! The things we foresee God doing there are great and mighty as we partner with parents to help them disciple and train their children. When we went in view of a call, we loved seeing some familiar faces along with some we were seeing for the first time. They seem excited and ready to embark on this new territory, eager to see Christ be the center of every home. My friends, that is the "sweet" part.
The "bitter" part is that we love the people here. We have built some of the strongest relationships we've ever had here over the past few years. I ache when I think about leaving them behind. I know that as Christ Followers we will never have to say goodbye. For I know we will meet again. And not just in heaven, we're not moving that far away! But the truth is, we won't get to live in close community with them anymore. Yes, this is bitter indeed.
I have been so blessed. I love my friends deeply.
This has definitely been one of those un-blog-able things I mentioned a while back. But now, it's here. It is no longer just a possibility. It is real. It is happening. The reality has settled in just long enough to be recognized, packed up and moved.
My emotional status changes by the minute as we get ready to make this transition. In getting our house ready to sell, I had to paint over my bright walls to make them "neutral". This was not easy or fun. I think I'll post before and after pictures sometime and show you what I'm talking about.
Our house is on the market. It's uncomfortably clean (in case we get a call from the realtor saying she wants to show it). We have some boxes packed in the garage and many more waiting to be packed. Thankfully we will not have to wait on our house to sell to be able to move. The church is allowing us to live in their mission house while we are in transition and selling our house. This was a HUGE, Praise the LORD! He is so good. I am thankful He is a God of details.
Brandon is currently in Mexico building a house (the trip had been on the calendar long before all of this was final). It is his last trip with our church family here. He told me he couldn't have picked a better trip to wrap up his time here.
When he returns Sunday afternoon, I hope to have a lot of packing done. That is... if I don't spend all of my time blogging like I'm doing now when I should be packing something. And just in case you think my husband has left me to do it all alone, He hasn't! I have had so many friends offer to come help pack or to watch the boys while I pack. I am taking a few up on their offers. They have all been tremendous help already!
Our church family here is throwing us a going away party this coming Sunday evening. I am looking forward to loving on them and being loved on by them. I am not looking forward to the tears, I know they will surely come.
I need to wrap this up and get back to packing. Moving truck will be here on Wednesday. That's 5 days. Crazy.
Yes, bittersweet says it all.
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
Then and even Today
I am too tired to write, but feel the need to. Strange? Maybe. Even so, it's true. I need to update on the boys, recap from our Easter celebration weekend and family get together which have all taken place since I last blogged but instead, I have decided I'd share from my journal tonight. I know... a blog, a journal and lots of other things to keep up with aside from the rest of my crazy-fun-busy-messed up-unfolded laundry life. I wrote this entry yesterday.
Monday~ April 12, 2010
I think this might be the slowest I've ever taken to work through a journal. I have written in many journals over the years and this one barely has a dint in it and I've been writing it it since the week before Kohen was born. Shameful, I do admit.
I love to journal.
I desire to journal.
I have a lot to write about.
I don't have (and also don't make) time to journal these days.
A lot of days I am just busy doing other things during my "free time". Like, waste my time on the internet (facebook, email, blog and just plain ole' browsing) or I watch a show (most of the time this is also done on the internet since we don't have cable) or doing my bible study (I wish this was my excuse more often than it is but honesty it's not). I also do lots of dishes, clothes and general cleaning around the house.
In my not so "free time" I also do all of the above while the boys are also needing to be taken care of. You see, I'm a multi-tasker. :) I play with them, chase them, read to them, feed them, bathe them, spank them... I think you get the point.
Life is so full right now.
In all of our business I don't want to be too busy to pay attention and retain what goes on. That is one thing keeping a journal helps with.
*Deep sigh*
So I will write when I can. Trying to fill these pages with the stories of our lives. Things I pray I will always remember and if for some reason I forget, I can open this book and many more much like it and read from my own hand what life was like.
Today:
There are piles of laundry on our overstuffed chair. Clean, folded and ready to be put away. They have been sitting there for 4 days now.
The 20" tv we were given by from friends that are moving isn't quite as small as I'd hoped. It doesn't fit in our armoire along with the boys "put away" toys, being able to be hidden to help keep the appearance of a "picked up" house. The fact that it's not small enough did not, however, keep Brandon from stuffing it (and half of the toys) in the armoire to "make it work". He also used books to elevate the tv. Books. This doesn't thrill me.
We recently spent time with half of our very large family. Ate good food, enjoyed great conversations, played cards and stayed up too late every night we were together. Being around family makes me miss family at the same time. It's a weird emotion.
Kohen has been very discontent today which makes me think he was probably held a little much last weekend. We will survive this.
I skipped 3 weeks in my Beth Moore study in order to catch up with the other ladies in the study group. I have been overwhelmingly behind. Now that I am doing it again I remember how good it is.
As I'm writing this Brandon has the big boys outside they are undoubtedly looking for lizards since this is their new obsession. Okay, mainly just Tristan's new obsession, Peyton just follows and Daddy catches them.
I am enjoying the quiet (along with the sound of the ceiling fan and Kohen's swing).
Today I am trusting God and resting in this peace- He knows what is best for me. He is good and He is for me.
Leanna
~
This is actually one of those late nights I was going to write a random post about who knows what. But instead I scrounged something up out of the draft pile... I wrote this back in April and never posted it for whatever reason. When I pulled it up and read it, I decided to post it because even though the events of today were much different from the events from April 12, 2010, my end thoughts are very much the same.
Today, October 5, 2010, I am trusting God and resting in this peace- He knows what is best for me. He is good and He is for me.
Monday~ April 12, 2010
I think this might be the slowest I've ever taken to work through a journal. I have written in many journals over the years and this one barely has a dint in it and I've been writing it it since the week before Kohen was born. Shameful, I do admit.
I love to journal.
I desire to journal.
I have a lot to write about.
I don't have (and also don't make) time to journal these days.
A lot of days I am just busy doing other things during my "free time". Like, waste my time on the internet (facebook, email, blog and just plain ole' browsing) or I watch a show (most of the time this is also done on the internet since we don't have cable) or doing my bible study (I wish this was my excuse more often than it is but honesty it's not). I also do lots of dishes, clothes and general cleaning around the house.
In my not so "free time" I also do all of the above while the boys are also needing to be taken care of. You see, I'm a multi-tasker. :) I play with them, chase them, read to them, feed them, bathe them, spank them... I think you get the point.
Life is so full right now.
In all of our business I don't want to be too busy to pay attention and retain what goes on. That is one thing keeping a journal helps with.
*Deep sigh*
So I will write when I can. Trying to fill these pages with the stories of our lives. Things I pray I will always remember and if for some reason I forget, I can open this book and many more much like it and read from my own hand what life was like.
Today:
There are piles of laundry on our overstuffed chair. Clean, folded and ready to be put away. They have been sitting there for 4 days now.
The 20" tv we were given by from friends that are moving isn't quite as small as I'd hoped. It doesn't fit in our armoire along with the boys "put away" toys, being able to be hidden to help keep the appearance of a "picked up" house. The fact that it's not small enough did not, however, keep Brandon from stuffing it (and half of the toys) in the armoire to "make it work". He also used books to elevate the tv. Books. This doesn't thrill me.
We recently spent time with half of our very large family. Ate good food, enjoyed great conversations, played cards and stayed up too late every night we were together. Being around family makes me miss family at the same time. It's a weird emotion.
Kohen has been very discontent today which makes me think he was probably held a little much last weekend. We will survive this.
I skipped 3 weeks in my Beth Moore study in order to catch up with the other ladies in the study group. I have been overwhelmingly behind. Now that I am doing it again I remember how good it is.
As I'm writing this Brandon has the big boys outside they are undoubtedly looking for lizards since this is their new obsession. Okay, mainly just Tristan's new obsession, Peyton just follows and Daddy catches them.
I am enjoying the quiet (along with the sound of the ceiling fan and Kohen's swing).
Today I am trusting God and resting in this peace- He knows what is best for me. He is good and He is for me.
Leanna
~
This is actually one of those late nights I was going to write a random post about who knows what. But instead I scrounged something up out of the draft pile... I wrote this back in April and never posted it for whatever reason. When I pulled it up and read it, I decided to post it because even though the events of today were much different from the events from April 12, 2010, my end thoughts are very much the same.
Today, October 5, 2010, I am trusting God and resting in this peace- He knows what is best for me. He is good and He is for me.
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