Another Baby to Love!

Saturday, August 14, 2010

Welcome Miss Ridley Marie!
My path crossed someone else's 4 years ago at Kiddie Kampus. Her name is Tania Marie Lempert. Her 3 yr old daughter at the time joined my son, Joey at Kiddie Kampus 2-3 times a week for two years. During this time we slowly got to know one another through our children. Ryah would speak of Joey at family dinners and Joey would ask when he would get to play with her at his house. Josh, her husband, bought Joey his first Burton snowboard. We traveled to their home in Hanover, spent a day at Sunday River, getting a taste of their world. During what may have seemed like a hopeless attempt to sell their house and move to our area (closer to their families and new friends;-)...they ended up on a lovely lake where her great aunt and uncle have spent 30+ years there. I am sad to say that this year Taunte Hen and Uncle Dick have made it their last.
I drove out one day for a visit to the campground where they were staying and on my way out a "FOR SALE" sign on the camper next door to them caught my eye. "Hmmmm...I have been talking with Todd (my husband) about wanting to start camping and doing more outdoorsy things again now that the kids are growing out of infant/toddler ages...perhaps, this is a possibility..." and God moved mountains and we ended up summertime neighbors and it's been nothing but "LOL" and depending on if you ask me or Tania that could be "laughing out loud" or "lots of laughs". Either way I can ensure you there has been much of both:-) among lots of special moments that would all make a great story.

And today I am sitting here with Miss Ridley Marie~phew thank goodness I have a name to call her. The baby naming went on for some time and I had picked my own name, Morgan Marie...looking at her right now, I'd have to say other than looking just like her daddy, she looks just like Ridley Marie:-)

And so you see once again God has given me more people to love, more memories to share and more time to keep on!

Dear Lord, thank you for carrying the weight for this family while they were separated for part of Tania's pregnancy and Ridley's birth. Thank you for ensuring that there would be family and friends there to help carry their burdens and most importantly thank you for a healthy and happy baby to make things a little more bareable when hearts would long for them to be under the same roof once again. I pray for a safe landing for Josh and that you would open his eyes and his heart to you Lord and your ways. That he might know that all he has Lord is because of what you give and it's all right here for the taking. I pray peace, love and joy for them today and always, Father. Keep them safe in the shadows of your dwelling place. And I thank you for placing them so strategically in my life, like you do everyone and everything. I know that your time is perfect timing even when I grow impatient, you are there to remind me that right here and right now is exactly where I am suppose to be and to let you worry about the rest. And thank God you are capable of that! In Jesus' name I pray, Amen.

Better Days

Sunday, August 8, 2010

Oh, I sure do miss the old energizer bunny version of me. I feel as though my spirit has been drowned with juices and bored to death with oatmeal and potatoes! But even in those feelings of drowning and near bursts of cursing at the potent blandness of the oatmeal, I know that the most important spirit of all is still very much alive within and He is my portion, my strong tower, my deliverer. I am weak, tired, sore and at times barely holding on...I never felt this way during the chemo and radiation...well, yes I was physically weak ,tired, sore and ill but my mind was not capable of thinking, choosing or deligating. It was so heavily sedated that I was not aware of more than the very moment. Whether the moment was of how to turn over from one sore hip to another, how to pry myself from the bed to feet on the floor and make it to the bathroom, or simply how to take my next drink and whether it would stay down or not. I did not cry during chemo and radiation. This therapy is so very different and so much harder! I can hear, see, feel, taste, and am VERY aware of everything and everyone going on around me. While so very thankful to not be so sick and sedated, the energizer side of me is in constant battle with the healing side of me. In order for healing to take place I must remain in a state of peace and restfulness. Well, after spending day after day resting, my mind is ready to run a marathon and lace up those skates, but my body argues the obvious by my extreme weightloss and consistent pain from flare ups. I promise even if I feel good and strong and full of energy I won't do anything I shouldn't be...ummmhmmm...heard that one many times before. I am just disciplined enough to do this alternative therapy but not enough to sit, sit, sit and sit some more...nope...just not how I was created! But boy, God sure is giving me a lesson on exactly how He created me and He seems pretty determined to see me through until I get it! And how I would love to say, "I get it Lord, I get it", but I just don't. There is so much about all of this that I just don't get...and ya, I know, I'm not meant to. This has all been a lot harder than I ever imagined. Every day and each moment is a constant memo to self "this too shall pass". I just wonder what part of it will different times on different days I think that an old way has been shed and then there are days I have nothing but cravings whether they are for food, activity, entertainment, or just good old laughter that doesn't cause pain. I feel as though the serpent is slithering around inside...big sigh...going to have some more tea and prepare myself for another day of the same story, but holding onto hope and those smiling faces that I get to wake up to every morning and kiss good night every night! Sure has not been easy but I sure have been blessed. Dear Lord, I know that I am struggling with conversing with you about the things that leave me in bondage. While you are making me aware of what some of those things are, please help me through the other "stuff". I pray Lord, for my Mom, who comes every morning with a smile on her face, come hell or high water, she portrays Godly love, no matter the circumstances. Oh, Father I have known your peace. I have known your love, your faithfulness and your truth! Help me to change the things I can, to accept the things I can't and the wisdom to know the difference! I am trying to get back to that dwelling place of yours, Lord. These chains need to be broken, Lord and I know you are willing and able to set me free. I am just not sure what is holding me back~please reveal to me these areas in which I remain that must be dealt with. Thank you, Father God for all the good that has come of this and help me to KEEP ON! In your mighty and healing name, I pray, Amen.