Yesterday our first foster placement was reunited with his family. We are certainly sad to see him go, as we was joy in our home ever moment he was here, but we are happy that we feel confident about his family and their situation. Praise the Lord for this blessing. We will cover him in prayer for years to come.
I love to blog. I'm trying to keep up with this, but without the anecdotes of my day to day, it's kind of pointless. The occasional profound thought I may have is related to the who and what in my life. And the who and what in my life are all I do right now. Before we changed lifestyle, I only blogged every couple of weeks about the occasional craft, or family event. There was nothing that interesting to share regularly. I'm afraid with the heavy editing I'm having to do with my life, that's what's happening here. I'll try to keep this up for a while, but I'm afraid it's getting pretty lame. If I'm bored writing it, you must be bored reading it, right? I'll let you know if anything new and interesting and without strings attached arises...
Between yesterday and today, Jono removed 80 gallons of water from our basement!!! And all of that is what seeped up from under the house. Amazing!!! What's even more amazing is that the carpet was apparently coated with shampoo, so if we can keep the carpet drying, it may actually end up cleaner than it started. Bless the Lord. We are concerned about the inner walls as the dry wall and insulation being wet could be a problem, but it looks like the floor is going to be OK and we may not have to loose the carpet afterall!
Last night, Jono and I came home, walked through the garage and up the stairs without nary a thought to our basement. A little later into the evening, I asked him to run down and see if he could find something. Within moments heard "uh, honey... we have a problem..."
Today during ministry time at church, I had the opportunity to pray for a woman who has several issues with her lungs. She just found out this week that is is imperative that she have a lung transplant. She was placed on the donor list and is waiting to find out more this coming week. As I stood there with my arms around her, both of us crying, she smiled big as the sun and said "...the way I see it, it's a win, win. If I get the lung I get to stay around here and keep workin' for Jesus. If I don't, I get to go be with Him. What could be better? Now I just gotta get my stuff in order for whatever comes..."
This will come as no surprise to no one who knows me well, but I am stubborn. I am strong willed. I am fiery. My natural default is buck back when I feel cornered (No one puts Sky in the corner **aaah, you will be missed Mr. Swayze***). And, for the most part the people who read my blog have rallied around me. Many of you have encouraged and supported me and fed the flame inside of me. And I so dearly appreciate that.
