Tuesday, December 2, 2008

My Sweet Grace!


It was one year ago today that I left this sweet face at the airport knowing it was the last time it would be just her and I (I didn't look much better).
She has blossomed over this past year into an amazing girl. Her space has been invaded 24/7 and though she has her moments, is learning to be a kind and compassionate big sister. It has been a hard year in so many ways. But it is through adversity where true growth lies.

I love you my sweet Grace!

Wednesday, November 26, 2008

A Day of Thanksgiving

A bit of history as to how our Day of Thanksgiving came about!
Hope you all have a blessed day and find much to be thankful for in our country of such freedoms.


A Day of Thanksgiving
By Ira Stoll, WSJ 26Nov08

When was the first Thanksgiving? Most of us think of the Pilgrims at Plymouth in 1621. But if the question is about the first national Thanksgiving holiday, the answer is that the tradition began at a lesser-known moment in 1777 in York, Pa.

In July 1776, the American colonists declared independence from Britain. The months that followed were so bleak that there was not much to give thanks for. The Journals of the Continental Congress record no Thanksgiving in that year, only two days of "solemn fasting" and prayer.

For much of 1777, the situation was not much better. British troops controlled New York City. The Americans lost the strategic stronghold of Fort Ticonderoga, in upstate New York, to the British in July. In Delaware, on Sept. 11, troops led by Gen. George Washington lost the Battle of Brandywine, in which 200 Americans were killed, 500 wounded and 400 captured. In Pennsylvania, early in the morning of Sept. 21, another 300 American soldiers were killed or wounded and 100 captured in a British surprise attack that became known as the Paoli Massacre.

Philadelphia, America's largest city, fell on Sept. 26. Congress, which had been meeting there, fled briefly to Lancaster, Pa., and then to York, a hundred miles west of Philadelphia. One delegate to Congress, John Adams of Massachusetts, wrote in his diary, "The prospect is chilling, on every Side: Gloomy, dark, melancholy, and dispiriting."

His cousin, Samuel Adams, gave the other delegates -- their number had dwindled to a mere 20 from the 56 who had signed the Declaration of Independence -- a talk of encouragement. He predicted, "Good tidings will soon arrive. We shall never be abandoned by Heaven while we act worthy of its aid and protection."

He turned out to have been correct, at least about the good tidings. On Oct. 31, a messenger arrived with news of the American victory at the Battle of Saratoga. The American general, Horatio Gates, had accepted the surrender of 5,800 British soldiers, and with them 27 pieces of artillery and thousands of pieces of small arms and ammunition.

Saratoga turned the tide of the war -- news of the victory was decisive in bringing France into a full alliance with America. Congress responded to the event by appointing a committee of three that included Samuel Adams, Richard Henry Lee of Virginia and Daniel Roberdeau of Pennsylvania, to draft a report and resolution. The report, adopted Nov. 1, declared Thursday, Dec. 18, as "a day of Thanksgiving" to God, so that "with one heart and one voice the good people may express the grateful feelings of their hearts, and consecrate themselves to the service of their divine benefactor."

It was the first of many Thanksgivings ordered up by Samuel Adams. Though the holidays were almost always in November or December, the exact dates varied. (Congress didn't fix Thanksgiving on the fourth Thursday in November until 1941.)

In 1778, a Thanksgiving resolution drafted by Adams was approved by Congress on Nov. 3, setting aside Wednesday, Dec. 30, as a day of public thanksgiving and praise, "It having pleased Almighty God through the Course of the present year, to bestow great and manifold Mercies on the People of these United States."

After the Revolution, Adams, who was eventually elected governor of Massachusetts, maintained the practice of declaring these holidays. In October of 1795, the 73-year-old governor proclaimed Thursday, Nov. 19, as "a day of Public Thanksgiving to God," recommending that prayer be offered that God "would graciously be pleased to put an end to all Tyranny and Usurpation, that the People who are under the Yoke of Oppression, may be made free; and that the Nations who are contending for freedom may still be secured by His Almighty Aid."

A year later, Gov. Adams offered a similar Thanksgiving proclamation, declaring Thursday, Dec. 15, 1796, as "a Day of Public Thanksgiving and Praise to Our Divine Benefactor." He recommended "earnest Supplication to God" that "every Nation and Society of Men may be inspired with the knowledge and feeling of their natural and just rights" and "That Tyranny and Usurpation may everywhere come to an end."

These statements were greeted with cynicism and derision by some of Adams's younger political opponents, who saw them as archaic. One of them, Christopher Gore, wrote a friend that it would be an occasion for a real day of thanksgiving when Adams finally retired.

It turned out, though, that the ideas of thanking God for America's blessings -- and of praying for the spread of freedom everywhere -- would long outlast Adams's career. The concepts still meet with skepticism from time to time. But they are reason enough to pause during tomorrow's football game or family feast and raise a glass to the Founding Father who began our Thanksgiving tradition.

Mr. Stoll, formerly the managing editor of the New York Sun, is author of "Samuel Adams: A Life," published this month by Free Press.

Friday, November 14, 2008

Friday's Devotional

Pouting Pains
(From Alpha Omega Publications)

Rebellion has many faces, and the big pout on my daughter's face was definitely one of them. With three other children in our homeschool classroom, she didn't like being the one who had to wait for help with her questions. Watching her body language, I realized there was a much bigger problem waiting to be dealt with than the one in her math lesson.
My daughter's actions brought back memories of the beginnings of my own rebellious days. What had started as simple, little pouting episodes to get my own way had turned into all-out, get-in-your-face rebellion toward my parents as a teenager. Being the last of seven children, my parents were usually too busy to put out the flames of my sinful rebellion when they erupted. Because these seemingly small pouting sessions were left unchecked, they burned a hole in my character and my life. Many years of pain from "getting my own way" passed before my heart was humbled before a mighty God.

Have you bought into the world's lie that you deserve what you want, when you want it? Dear one, don't go down that path of destruction! Although there may be joy for the moment, pain and suffering will meet you at the end. "An evil man seeketh only rebellion: therefore a cruel messenger shall be sent against him" (Proverbs 17:11). Jesus loves you too much to let your pouting spoil things. Trust Him to meet every need you have, and you'll never get burned again by the world's empty promises. "For all that is in the world, the lust of the flesh, and the lust of the eyes, and the pride of life, is not of the Father, but is of the world. And the world passeth away, and the lust thereof: but he that doeth the will of God abideth for ever" (1 John 2:16-17).

© 2008 Alpha Omega Publications,
804 N. 2nd Ave. E.
Rock Rapids, IA 51246.

Wednesday, November 5, 2008

"We do not respect the President for who HE is...We respect the President because of who WE are as Christians!"

Pastor Goodner (in 1996 after Clinton was elected)



Randy Alcorn has said it eloquently again! Let us continue to pray for our new First Family. What a joy to see a black family in the White House. Let us pray that the Presidents heart will be tendered to the things that are tender to God.

Lysa's Proverbs 31 Blog reminds us that perhaps this is the best thing that could possibly happen to Christians. We need to be shaken up and step out of our comfort zone.

Tuesday, November 4, 2008

Top 10 Predictions No Matter Who Wins the Election

1. The Bible will still have all the answers.

2. Prayer will still work.

3. The Holy Spirit will still move.

4. God will still inhabit the praises of His people.

5. There will still be God-anointed preaching.

6. There will still be singing of praise to God.

7. God will still pour out blessings upon His people.

8. There will still be room at the Cross.

9. Jesus will still love you.

10. Jesus will still save the lost when they come to Him.

And God approves this message!

Monday, November 3, 2008

I Don't Get It!

Can anyone tell me how a person who couldn't get a Security Clearance to simply work on a military base (from his affiliations alone) can apply for the position of Commander and Chief of the entire US Military? Helllllllloooooo!

Remember there are 3 Supreme Court Justices over 70. One is 88. The next election he will be 92. It is very likely the next president will be appointing some new ones. Bush may not have been able to overturn Roe v. Wade but he was able to appoint TWO (very young mind you) Pro-Life Supreme Court Justices.

Let’s vote with future generations in mind!

Friday, October 31, 2008

Mary's and Martha's (Michael's and Mitchell's)


My two posts below have been haunting me. I know we shouldn't be worried about this election that God is Sovereign and he indeed does know the outcome. He knew before time began. But there is a time for sitting back and trusting in that and a time for action. Be it in the form of a political activist (and God needs an army to stand strong in the political arena, thank you HSLDA!) or getting on our knees weeping and waling before our God in earnest soul sucking petitions of prayer. But prayer is not begging God to see it our way or to grant our every wish. Prayer is to go before our God and King in deep petition on man's behalf.
Like Abraham, pleading with the Lord "Would You also destroy the righteous with the wicked?" Gen 18:24
1 John 5:14-15 says "Now this is the confidence that we have in Him, that if we ask anything according to His will, He hears us. And if we know that He hears us, whatever we ask, we know that we have the petitions that we have asked of Him."
I read at the top of my YWAM prayer journal a little quote several years ago, though I have long forgotten the author (I think it was Spurgeon), "It is NOT work to pray, prayer IS the work!". Amen!

Below is a little devotional I get from another of my favorite authors, Max Lucado. Oh how we need Mary's, but notice at the bottom where he reminds us that God called even Mary to leave His feet and "do" the work He has asked.

Mary
by Max Lucado
Marys are gifted with praise. They don't just sing; they worship. They don't simply attend church; they go to offer praise. They don't just talk about Christ; they radiate Christ.
Marys have one foot in heaven and the other on a cloud. It's not easy for them to come to earth, but sometimes they need to. Sometimes they need to be reminded that there are bills to be paid and classes to be taught. But don't remind them too harshly. Flutes are fragile. Marys are precious souls with tender hearts. If they have found a place at the foot of Jesus, don't ask them to leave. Much better to ask them to pray for you.
That's what I do. When I find a Mary (or a Michael), I'm quick to ask, "How do I get on your prayer list?"
Every church desperately needs some Marys.

We need them to pray for our children.

We need them to put passion in our worship.

We need them to write songs of praise and sing songs of glory.

We need them to kneel and weep and lift their hands and pray.
We need them because we tend to forget how much God loves worship. Marys don't forget. They know that God wants to be known as a father. They know that a father likes nothing more than to have his children sit as his feet and spend time with him.
Marys are good at that.
They, too, must be careful. They must meditate often on Luke 6:46. "Why do you call me 'Lord, Lord,' but do not do what I say?" Marys need to remember that service is also worship.
If God has called you to be a Mary, then worship! Remind the rest of us that we don't have to be busy to be holy. Urge us with your example to put down our clipboards and megaphones and be quiet in worship.

From
Cast of Characters
© (Thomas Nelson Publishers, 2008) Max Lucado
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Thursday, October 30, 2008

Did You Know: Shift Happens!

Great little video to make you think!
This video should be a concern and a challenge to any home school parent, or parent in general. We have come to be a fat and lazy generation who got that way slowly with each advancing fast food chain, Game Boy (or Atari in the 70's) and the availability of computers that didn't take a whole room to operate. It happened slowly, like the frog in the pot of water, never feeling the water come to a boil.
In this age of exponential technological growth and the fact that the competition is now global, the task seems daunting! I know that I need to give them the best education that is available at any given time, keeping up with any technological advances, but I rest in this...that my number one priority is to "Train up a child in the way he should go, and when he is old he will not depart from it." Prov 22:6
And it is in that promise that I hope my child will be able to compete in a global market with an Eternal perspective!

Wednesday, October 29, 2008

Election Day is Upon Us!

I just read a blog by one of my favorite authors, Randy Alcorn. He has put eloquently and passionately what has needed to be said. I hope you will watch the videos. They broke my heart, but it is the reality of what we need to be reminded of.

I have been begging and pleading before the Lord for the hearts of man to be burdened and awakened to the deep and resounding significance of this election. I cry myself to sleep and awake shaking at the possibilities of what could be.

Please do not "Not" vote simply because you don't like either candidate. Or vote for a third party out of defiance. Don't vote for just a candidate...but vote for the generations of children ahead.

Would you please be with me on your knees!

Thursday, June 19, 2008

6 Months!

Wow, it's been six months! I wish I could say it's been easy or that it's getting easier. But God never promised us an easy life. He did promise that if we sought after Him, and loved Him, that He would make our burdens light and that He would be there in the midst of them.
But truthfully, I feel on the edge of a precipice and hanging on by my fingertips. We have only been home a month from Texas where we dealt with all the medical for two months and are now trying to adjust as a family. The girls are beginning to let their guard down and it is wearing me thin. I know this is a spiritual battle and am asking for all you warriors reading this to please pray. To help lift my arms for battle. I know it can only be won in God's strength.

Friday, May 16, 2008

Juan Mengert 1929 - 2008




When I first saw her at the door last Saturday she was talking on the phone with someone telling them that I had arrived and had to go. She was trying to convince them saying "You know Tammy...your daughter!" I assumed it was my mom (her sister) but could hear the voice on the other end and it didn't sound like her. I realized she was not all there but seemed to answer my questions and know who I was. We spent about 4 hours together and usually she is very talkative and so theatrical but she would stare into space alot. I remember thinking she wasn't longed for this world. I could never imagine it would have only been a few days. She went down hill rapidly. They had gotten the results of her biopsies of some lesions appearing on her face and on Monday was told it was a very aggressive skin cancer. But I doubt even the doctors suspected less then a week. She passed in her sleep last night. Her children had gotten there yesterday and were so glad she went quickly and in no pain. They said they couldn't have scripted it any better as the way she would have wanted to go.

I was so blessed to spend a few hours with my Aunt Juan last Saturday.

Her husband, Bill, passed away 13 years ago and someone asked her yesterday if Bill had shown up yet and she said "No, not yet!"

Juan and Bill spent their last years together fishing! I mean ALL THE TIME. They had a thing for pelicans and Juan was sure that Bill after passing had come back as one. There was a Pelican that hung around her house and she was sure it was him.

After leaving her Saturday and going back to my parents who are right on the water I walked down to the shore and took this picture. Somehow I felt like it was Bill waiting for his sweet "Flossy Bell" as he called her. He also called her "Juan Louise". He called everyone by that name even the dog "Tootle Louise" He said there wasn't a name out there that didn't go with "Louise". He's right. Try it!

I will miss you, Juan and all your wonderful, dramatic stories. Oh, the life you led. Perhaps we will find some writings of all her adventures as I am sure it would make the NY Times best-seller list!

Sunday, May 4, 2008

Houston, This is Covert 1 Signing Out!

This is our last post from Houston. We are hitting the road this morning. Mercy and Joy will be going with dad back home and Grace will be coming with me to visit my Grandmoo and Papa. We will be there for a few days and then head home as well. Dan and Grace came in late Friday night and we had a relaxing day yesterday as a family swimming and BBQing chicken which the girls can now eat. We almost wanted to stay here another week as it is such a nice relaxing campground. We have been here under such stress it was fun to enjoy it for once.
I have more photos to post but no time this morning as we need to get going. Thank you all who were a part of this trip. Especially the Bullens and their family including their church family who gave to us so abundantly. The medical teams at TCH that took such great care of the girls and all the family back home who took care or Grace and Dan while I was away. It's been a long journey and we have been blessed.

Wednesday, April 30, 2008

Saying Goodbye!

Dr. Olutoye

Dr. Olutoye's husband Dr. Olutoye
I told him I loved his wife, he said he did too! Sweet man!

5AM Dr Vasser (I think she lives there!)

Dr Washington

This is Becky not an MD yet but I thought I was talking to Doogie Hoiser! She looks 13!

Child Life Julie and the Girls

Nurse Brandi
Outside the girls rooms. Mercy's on Left, Joy's on right. There was a breakaway partition that was removed between them.

Joys room.
Mercy's room.

The Doctors came around Monday morning and released both the girls. It took awhile to say goodbye to all and get the orders signed. We took lots of pictures of the nurses and doctors who we got to know so well. We were exhausted by the time we got home and went to bed early and woke up late. An actual full nights rest. No vitals every two hours. I didn't know how tired I was until I realized we slept 12 hours!
We are just hanging around the campground for now and waiting for Dan to get here with Grace on Friday night. We will spend Saturday together and Sunday we will go to the Bullens church to thank everyone for all their amazing love and support. Monday Dan will take Joy and Mercy and head back home and I will head to Florida with Grace to spend some time with my mom. It seems her cancer is making her more and more tired and I am afraid if I don't spend time with her now, I might not get quality time later. I also need to spend time with my sweet Grace, I have missed our time together.
But Joy is doing well and rides her scooter all over the place. She is even eating chicken that I cut up pretty well. Mercy is having a hard time with throwing up alot. We have taken her off anything greasy or too sugary but she seems to be nauseous and throws up at inconvenient times (Target, Restaurants) which embarrasses her and she is feeling like she would rather have her G-Tube back. At least then she didn't throw up but I have to remind her that she had a spit cup and that embarrassed her too. She just needs to adjust to this new throat and figure out what is too much and the types of food she can have.

View from Girls rooms

What the Hey?

Couldn't pay me enough!

Saturday, April 26, 2008

A New Day!

Watching the Clock

When Joy was put on the morphine pump she would sit there and watch the clock. She could push it every 10 minutes. Since she is just learning numbers it took awhile to catch on. They can track how much it is pushed and they said it was about 290 times the first 8 hours.


The Bullens came for a Visit
A much needed respit from seeing Joy in so much pain for the last few days. The girls stayed with Mercy and Joy and let Lisa and I go across the street for lunch and a coffee break. Thank you my friend!

The doctors are going to discharge Mercy on Monday and there is talk of Joy too! Last night was the first time I had seen a smile on her face since last Tuesday. She has been in so much pain, but part of that pain may be anticipated pain. After that epidural mishap it seemed she was very afraid of anything after that and would moan and groan all the time and very lethargic. The docs took Joy off NPO and let her have clear liquids yesterday afternoon and you could just see the life come back to her.
Though when we got her out of her bed to pee pee she was shuffling and moaning again last night. She woke up about the same and had a chest xray last night and another this morning and the doctors finally said they could take the chest tube out.
Dr Martin and Joy

Dr Martin taking out the Chest Tube

Miss Molly the Child Life Specialist distracting her
The Child Life specialist are great here. They help with distraction and breathing techniques to help kids get through procedures. Miss Molly helped Joy work through getting her tube out. It was painful but over quickly. Poor Dr. Martin was being so patient and gentle but still told me how hard it is to see the little ones in pain like that. He was great.
About 2 hours after that trauma was over she wanted to go for a walk! Yep, she's back! But as we were getting her up she said her hand hurt and I looked and her IV hand was swollen so we are waiting for the numbing cream to take effect on the other hand to insert another IV line.
I think if she starts walking around and eating well tomorrow they may let her be discharged Monday too!


The Last Tube comes out!

Mercy is tube free (except a PIC line for antibiotics) and when I told her this morning she hadn't had any pain medication since yesterday afternoon she looked confused. I think she thought the antibiotics they were giving her was pain meds. It is so funny though, after she eats about half of one of her meals she falls into a deep sleep. Like she just had a huge Thanksgiving dinner. Yep, her stomach is now telling her brain that food is getting there! It is wonderful to see.

Bring Your Child to Work Day!



This week at Dans work was "Take your child to work" day. Grace has been waiting for this day for probably four years. You have to be eight and this was her year to go! Dan said she had a great time helping daddy all day. Though when he told me he had her wiring electrical boxes I got a little nervous! I was so glad she got that time with him.

Wednesday, April 23, 2008

A Hard Day for Joy!

Joy and Mercy with Dr. Brandt



Mercy enjoying Mac 'n Cheese


It's been a hard couple of days for Joy. She was doing great up until yesterday. It started with her epidural machine running out of batteries, which it was on because we went for a walk and when we came back I forgot to plug it back in. It beeped and the nurses changed out the batteries got it all working again but forgot to push the "Run" button. So 2 hours later after her movie was over she says she's in pain and within 2 minutes was screaming with her little eyes bugging out and sweating all over. It took nearly 3 hours to get it under control.

The nurses call them "The Twins"


Mercy having fun at Radio Lollipop


Not even stickers brighten a 102 temp!

I took the girls up to Radio Lollipop last night and Joy just kind of sat there not doing her craft and thought it was because she just had Benadryl. She had a reaction to one of the antibiotics and has hives all over so they have been giving her that too. But when we got back we realized she had a 102 temp.
When the doctors found out this morning she had a fever, protocol says the epidural comes out. She had lost her last IV that was in her leg as it was all blotted and they pulled that one last night. But when she ran the fever they needed to draw blood and her nurse was thought it would be best to start another IV since she needed to poke her anyway. It was good she did so we could start the morphine right away after the epidural had to came out. It took all day to get that managed. She was holding my hand from 10AM until about 4PM and wouldn't let me out of her site. When she fell asleep for a brief moment I would sneak away for a potty break. Only to come out and find her little eyes bugging out reaching for my hand again. They finally got a morphine pump administered by 4PM and I got her to switch from my hand to her new best friend "Mr. Pain Button". She learned real fast what 10 minutes looks like on the clock and watched it diligently for the first 2 hours pushing every time the big hand got to 2, 4, 6, 8, 10 and 12. Amazing what a little pain will do to motivate learning! We have been struggling with learning numbers, but hey, she knows them now!

Getting the nerve to pet the dogs



Mercy on the other hand has been on her own today. She would go to the play room for crafts, then the therapy dogs came to visit. I heard Dr Brandt yell down the hall "Mercy, come look at this dog!" She starts for the door and Joy starts getting out of bed to come see. I look out there about the same time Mercy did and this great Dane is standing there about as high as my waist. Mercy starts backing off and the next thing I know Joy is scrambling to get herself back in bed as fast as she can. Too Funny! It took a little coaxing but we finally got Mercy to pet "Gordon" the Great Dane. Mercy asks "He won't mind my skin black?" So, Julie with Child Life sees a black nurse and asks her to pet the dog so Mercy won't be afraid and her eyes start bugging out and saying "No way, I'm afraid of dogs" Then Miss Helen her black nurse assistant darts past as fast as she could since she was deathly afraid. Some help you guys are! Maybe it's a black thing and not a cultural thing as I had thought! HA!
Mercy has been wandering the floors all day and went up to Radio Lollipop by herself tonight. She came back with glitter from head to foot. I think they had a glitter fight up there. I told her it looked like Tinker Bell came to visit. She asked me "Who's this you call Tinker Bell?" Oh my, so much to teach them!
Well I'm off to Neverland!

Monday, April 21, 2008

A Day to Celebrate!

Taking a Liberian Stroll with baby


Nurse Victoria

A Girl Has to Look Her Best! Thanks Miss Molly!

Finally!

The Long Awaited Day!

What a day of celebration! Mercy felt a cold Popsicle go all the way to her tummy! It was very emotional as we celebrated God's amazing provision in her life.
There's talk of ice cream and soft food tomorrow and PIZZA on Wednesday! Mercy is simply in disbelief. She said now she knew she was in America!

Sunday, April 20, 2008

One Step Closer!

Craft Girl

Mercy's Door

She's Outta Here!

Joy got her smile back!

Dr. Rodriguez, The Pain Guy!

Little milestones each day, get us closer to getting out of here. Joy got her foley cath out (Pee pee tube). It was causing her sever pain as something wasn't right. She hadn't been out of bed cause it hurt to much to even move her leg. Her little eyes would bug out of her head and tears would just roll down her cheeks when she moved or someone touched it. But once it was out you could see the life in her come back. Getting her out of bed is an ordeal since she has so many tubes coming out of her. There is a Chest Drain, NG Tube, IV in her leg, monitor sensor on her finger and 3 pads stuck to her chest with sensors that unplug. But she did get out of bed and sat in the chair for awhile. Some doctors saw her including her favorite... Dr. Rodriguez, the Pain Guy! They have so many teams of doctors here. There is the Ped. Surgical team, the Pain Management team, the Respiratory team, Pharmacy team and I am sure I am forgetting others. Then there are the nurses and PCA's who switch every 12 hours working from 7 to 7. All have been great!
Joy was also complaining of her incision hurting so Dr. Rodriguez was trying to determine if it was pain they could do something about. He was trying to explain about epidurals and the types of pain it can block. Like outer skin sensors or deeper interior sensors. She has an epidural block from just under the collar bone to just above the belly button. It is amazing how a little stick in the spine at just the right place can give such a specific area of blockage. Mercy's fell out a day before they were planning on removing it but hers was further down since she had a lower incision. Dr. Toyin did a great job in localizing it and the pain guys do a great job managing it.
Joy then got up and walked (at a brisk pace I might add) all the way around the floor. Mercy has been up and walking around quite a bit too and she can go around twice on the floor. She has been doing alot of crafts that are provided by the Child Life playroom. They also watch alot of movies. Joy's favorite is "The Sound of Music" and Mercy has been watching "EverAfter" several times. They have a library on the 16th floor that we borrow movies from.
They both have swallow studies tomorrow sometime and will determine if they can have ice cream tomorrow. They are very excited about this of course!!!

Friday, April 18, 2008

Grace at Radio Lollipop!




Texas Children's Hospital has its own contained station that airs on Tues, Wed and Thurs nights throughout the hospital and the kids can come up and be on the station or call in for their favorite songs. This weeks theme was pirates and the volunteer "Pirates" come to the floors handing out crafts for the kids to color and then come back to see who wins prizes and are announced over the air. For those able to be mobile enough to come up to the station they get to come to the studio and do crafts and even be on the air. Last night Grace was in her element "On the Air"! She got to tell her favorite joke: " Q: Why do cows have bells?...A: Because their horns don't work!" What a hoot! She had a great time.

In the midst of adoption and going from an only to a middle child and now dealing with all their medical needs, she has felt a little lost. She has done amazingly well for all the changes to her life but her little 8 year old understanding is beginning to show some wear. Though it breaks my heart, I know on the other side she will come out a better person. How do you explain a mothers love to an 8 year old? That even though we brought these two Liberian girls into our home and that God asked us to raise them and love them, it will never replace the love I have for her or ever be the same. I have 9 years of history with this precious girl. I have seen her come into her own little being. As beautiful as these new girls are, they came from a country that just came out of a Civil War. A country where you have to lie, cheat and steal in order to survive. Though they have wonderful personalities, those things don't stop simply by flying across an ocean. They are very manipulative, especially emotionally. Joy knows just what buttons to push to get Grace all flustered, upset and crying. Grace is so naive and oblivious to what Joy is doing to her and I pray the Lord will keep Grace innocent. She has never lied to me though just before we left I caught her in one. She was so repentant and remorseful. When the girls get caught they are so hardened and will never admit to anything. Until they get sent to their room and finally ask forgiveness and I'm not sure if they're asking is to get out of the room or true repentance. Mercy has been caught in one lie after another and I pray Grace remains tender as she sees me dealing with them. I pray the Lord would show these girls a heart of honesty, compassion and tenderness, that they don't have to manipulate to get what they want. Perhaps over time.

Grace leaves with her daddy tomorrow and some dear friends will be watching her during the week while Dan is at work. Yesterday when they brought Joy back to her room after surgery we were trying to deal with her needs and Mercy was doing some crafts on her bedside table and Grace in the midst was wanting do anything to get our attention. I unfortunately had gotten the sore throat/flu thing going around here so I was tired, feverish and trying to make sure Joy was getting the care she needed. Dealing with marital strife, (we were not in agreement with what needed to be happening). Joy started running a 102 temperature, Mercy kept asking for little things like glue or some craft item, Grace kept tapping me to take her somewhere and thought this should all be some fun outing for her and I was just about to loose it. Correction...I lost it! I gathered my things, got Grace and told my husband I was going back to the camper as I needed rest and sure he could handle it here. I took a Nighttime Cold Alka Seltzer and didn't wake up till 9AM. I still have a sore throat and fever and will stay away for today. Not to mention this is my last chance to be with Grace for a few weeks. Just her and I. I am cherishing my time with her. Something I wished I had done more of before the girls got home. My sweet little Grace, may the Lord keep you innocent, pure hearted and filled with the joy of life that you have now.