In Christ Alone our Hope is Found

So it's News Years! Another year is gone! It has gone so fast. I have to say that my new year starts in September. This January 1st thing is just a technicality for me. (o: At lunch today, Ken was thanking the Lord for the year He has given us and it hit me that this past year was the first full calendar year that Micah has been completely cancer free in many years. Wow! What an amazing blessing! It makes my heart beat a little faster and makes me teary. New Years Eve, has been a difficult night for us for a few years. We always seemed on the brink. Either Micah was just diagnosed, almost done treatment, newly relapsed or newly healed. We were always left to wonder on New Years, what the new held for us. Did it hold healing or separation? Well this past year held healing. Thanks be to Him!!!!!!! I am learning again and again that our lives are to be filled with  thanksgiving - eucharisteo. (I am re-reading  this book .) So today, I will not wonder what the new year holds. I

Christmas time is fun. We have no school. Ken is home with us for 2 weeks. Yayayayay! We get together with family. (But, we are so blessed that it is not all that unusual to sit around the table with our families.) We buy some gifts. Although, we are thinking about the fact that we need nothing and are thinking more about how we could be giving more and showing the love of Christ to others! Exciting! But I have been thinking a lot about CHRIST mas. I forsure have always recognized that Jesus came to earth at Christmas and know that without His coming, he couldn't have died and risen. In order to be forgiven and live with Him for all eternity, he had to have been born to earth. He had to be completely God, yet completely man. I have to confess that I don't remember the last time, I have taken the time to sit still and bask in that beautiful truth. My heart has been closed to the Christmas story for many years. There is no reason. It was just sin.  I just didn't think abo

I have to warn you that this post is not all that interesting. I just have to document this, so I don`t forget! (O:   This little girlie here is 18 months and 7 days old. Her little sparkly eyes melt my heart. Her little chubby, dimpled hands make me smile and I want to keep her in a bottle and never lose sight of this time. She is getting more independant and has realized that she doesn't need to listen. I can see her deciding whether to come when I call. I seem to be getting a "NO" quite often. We have some work to do. She is still very much in love with Ken. When he comes home, she yells Dad, Dad, Dad and doesn't stop until he picks her up. When he does, she rubs his shoulder and is so content. The joy she has brought us in the last 18 months is unspeakable. We thank the Lord for this spunky little lady! The big news is that she has moved into a toddler bed. Wowsa, it's crazy! (o: It all started when I decided that I needed to clean out the girls clo

My house is a mess and the kids are watching a movie. Josh has gone to church to throw a baseball against the wall. Grace is taking her first nap in her toddler bed. I think I am nuts for putting it up so early. She is only 18 months. But toddler beds melt me and Naddie pleaded with me. So we will try it. Today I am tired. I am not as much physically tired as I am emotionally tired. Yesterday I took Micah to our family doctor. His cough is getting out of control. It has gone past the point of slightly irritating to the point of making me cry. He is coughing day and night constantly. His puffer doesn't do anything. Cough medicine doesn't touch it.  On Sunday night, I laid in bed and listened to him cough for most of the night,  planning what we would do if he had cancer again. Never in the last years, have I felt so sure he had cancer again. It wasn't so much my heart thinking it, but my mind. My heart always wonders, but my mind usually has a handle on things. I lacked

I have said many times that Josiah is truly an individual. I have never met anyone like him. He is himself all the time. There is no such thing as acting or putting on a show. He is genuine. When he thinks something, he says it, even if its shocking. If he has a question, he doesn't rest until he gets the answer. If he feels the need to dance, he does. If he has to burp, he does. It doesn't matter where we are. The same goes for the other function that is remarkable similar, but is not! (O: We have the flu in this house. In the last 18 hours, Ken, Natalie, Josiah and Micah have all thrown up and been sick. Lovely! Josiah started at 10 pm last night. He was so concerned about his nose being dirty that he almost kept missing the bowl. He said this morning at 8am, that he just can't be sick for so long. He is sick and tired and that he can't take it much longer. He was serious. It was very trying for him. Then half an hour later he threw up one more time and asked if h

Time has gone quickly and we are coming up to Micah's next scan. We got our date yesterday. It is January 18 at 9:30 am. The past 21 months we have been doing CT scans. They have an intense amount of radiation and it was starting to concern me. But before I could ask about it, Micah's Doc told me they were switching him to MRIs from now on. I am thankful. We have stuck with a CT because they thought it was more accurate, but lately they are seeing that MRIs can be just as accurate. Could you please pray for us as we come up to this scan? We are nervous. Micah has a really bad cold. He is coughing so much. But so is Ken and so was Grace. But it still bothers me. Micah has been so tired. He sometimes cries in school because he is wiped out. It could be his cold. It could be the odd weather or time of year. He could be just ready for Christmas holidays like the rest of us. His bad cold and how tired he is, shakes me. Could you pray that we will trust that the Lord is always

Sorry I am a day late. Yesterday I really hurt my foot. It is much better today. I can put a little weight on it now. I am thankful. I thought I might have broken a little bone.  I did break that bone in the spot it hurts when I was teenager.  If it was worse this morning, I would have gone in for an XRAY! I can't remember the last time I cried because of pain. My kids didn't know whether to laugh or cry. (O: I am sure if I rest it, ice it and keep it up, it will be fine! It is week 13. How are you doing? Is there anybody left doing this? (O: This weeks verses come from Isaiah 40 vs 28-29. This is so beautiful and such an encouragement. Have you not known? Have you not heard? The Lord is the the everlasting God, the Creator of the ends of the earth. He does not faint or grow weary; his understanding is unsearchable. He gives power to the faint, and to him who has no might he increases strength.

I don't think I have ever officially ever documented Grace's Bunny Lunny. She has become Pippa's best bud. There is no way she can sleep without her. She sucks her fingers and rubs Bunny's ears on her nose. I love that Grace is attached to something. I think it is so cute. But it also is a pain, because we always lose B.L. I got my camera out as the boys were putting out the garbage. It looked like they were getting a long so well. When I opened the door to take a picture of them and the pretty weather, I heard them getting mad at each other. They simply don't do well working together. I hope they learn soon! The snow is so beautiful. I love where we live. We are blessed with space and big trees. My boy is getting big. It truly is a beautiful thing. 10 years old is 1 month away. This girl doesn't do sippy cups. She is a big girl!  It seems like in every picture Grace looks sloppy. I promise she is dressed nice sometimes and her hair is done prettily!

Right now I am technologically sad. A few weeks ago my IPOD spontaneously emptied itself and now Itunes doesn't recognize my IPOD anymore. The IPOD seems to be in perfect working condition?  That was a sad day and I don't know what to do to make it better.  Yesterday Josiah, my smart and logical, but lacking common sense, 5 year old, took my cell phone into the bath tub with him to press numbers.  I have come to depend on those things. I text with my sister, mom, Mel, Kim and others often. It is quick way to communicate. I am thankful for it.  My IPOD became my friend. I had all my music on it. I had podcasts from CBC, Nancy Leigh DeMoss and others. I listened to sermons on it as I cleaned. It was more than a convenience and a pleasure. It was a tool that ministered to me as I went through my day.  I am realizing without these, things are quieter and I don't like it. I came across this post (below) from last April and have realized I have not made any headway in t

Good evening! This weeks verse is Psalm 1:5-6 Therefore the wicked will not stand in the judgement, nor sinners in the congregation of the righteous; for the Lord knows the way of the righteous, but the way of the wicked will perish