I’m Coming!!!

Not that you were knocking, but you may be wondering a few things….

No baby!

No alien abductions!

Just lots of travel, company, and work on the house!

 

I had two doctor appointments last week….got to have another sonogram….Baby Pineapple might need a name change….Baby Hercules….already 6 pounds 11 ounces….with 6 weeks to go….and they don’t believe it’s due to any side effects of gestational diabetes (I’m borderline and controlling with diet and exercise)- just a BIG boy!

We also had a NST (non stress test)…passed with flying colors, but still have to have one each week….no biggie….all is well with my little boochkin- but man, they really keep a close watch on you…I’m almost 36 weeks so any day now we could bring home a little big ‘un!!!

I guess we better get things rolling!!  I finally bought the poor feller some gowns and diapers!!!  And some awesomely generous friends have given us everything we could have need of…..I am so thankful for our wonderful friends!!!  We have every need met!!!!  Without even asking- God is just that good!

 

AND, for a big surprise…..

OUR HOUSE AND LAND ARE FOR SALE! (160 ACRES PLUS HOUSE)

 

Talk about a step of faith- things are happening so quickly….I’ll give you more details as things progress…just waiting on God and His will to take us where He wants us….it is just amazing to see things happen, though.

 

Fully trusting His plan and His way….He has downloaded some fast lessons this past year….like Big Daddy said, “I missed out on 36 years of listening to God, but He’s caught me up in a year!” 

AMEN.

Some have been awesome, some have been hard….but we wouldn’t trade them for ANYTHING.

I think lessons and growing our faith have been what the Bible means when it says

“But store up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where moth and rust do not destroy, and where thieves do not break in and steal.” Matthew 6:20

I’m beginning to see that God’s brand of faith, peace, wisdom, surrender, and love are treasures that no one can steal! 

And that as our belief of what ‘treasures’ are has changed, so has the place where our hearts reside.

 

***TESTIMONY TIME***

We have LITERALLY worked our entire married lives with the motivation and belief  that we would live and die in this house/community/area.  I’ve primarily been a work-at-home mom….with more emphasis on mom than work….and watched my husband pour blood, sweat, and {maybe more of my} tears into his business and into our ‘treasures’…..not all bad treasures…a house, land, improvements….etc….and his business has been good to us….

And then, about a year ago, God entered our picture in a HUGE way….

And in a little over a year, He has changed our entire view of our lives.

He’s mended us, fixed us (still workin’ on some of that, too), delivered us, and blessed us….and has now made it so clear that we are called to action….called to hear this plea from those who are crying out…..thanks to our brother in Christ for showing us these verses in Isaiah 58….

Is this the kind of fast I have chosen,
only a day for people to humble themselves?
Is it only for bowing one’s head like a reed
and for lying in sackcloth and ashes?
Is that what you call a fast,
a day acceptable to the LORD?

“Is not this the kind of fasting I have chosen:
to loose the chains of injustice
and untie the cords of the yoke,
to set the oppressed free
and break every yoke?

Is it not to share your food with the hungry
and to provide the poor wanderer with shelter—
when you see the naked, to clothe them,
and not to turn away from your own flesh?

And, for us, we cannot continue to act as if we don’t hear the cry.  In fact, we know that the cry is not coming from our local community….we’ve poured out here….and it’s time to go to a place where the needs are bigger and it’s more than where we are comfortable.

To us, a foreign land…which for us country folk…doesn’t have to be a far-off nation…no, it’s as close as The Big City. 

And it is not comfortable for me to dwell on all of the things that will change my little, sheltered, sweet, country life….BUT….

Comfort is a dangerous thing that lulls us into a slumber of inaction, false peace, and quite possibly, disobedience.

And we are seeing that God is not pleased with our comfort….He is pleased with our obedience….and that may WILL challenge our comfort….but it brings about a whole new meaning of comfort….redefined as “peace”….fulfilled through God’s providence, faithfulness, and protection.

 

SO, as this season comes to a close, and we embark on a new one….it is with utter dependence on our Savior, that we march forth.

Hearing a distant cry for help….

And marching in step with our Lord’s voice….saying….”Behold, I am coming…..”