Please Step Away from the Computer

Please Step Away from the Computer

Oh my aching back!

I have either been driving all day or sitting in my chair working for the past three days.

I did a short workout this morning with the hope that it would help keep my legs from going stiff.  They are “stove up” as my grandfather used to say.  My calves are used to move movement and they have protested this limited use.  I wish I could help them more, but I just have too much work to do.

I have been up early and working late to get my book edits done by Friday.  I think today I need to step away from it for the morning since when I opened the file just now to pick up where I left off last night I couldn’t see straight.  Don’t be surprised if on page 87 you read something like, “Muzzle fuzzle I need a nap.”

So I am going to sneak away all by myself for a few hours this morning right after I take my first shower in 3 days.  I am generally a big fan of showering and, in fact, enjoy the process.  But for some reason, which makes me nervous for my 80 year old future self, I just haven’t take one with all of this writing to do.  Perhaps it is because I haven’t moved enough to actually sweat and no one is looking at me anyway.  But that is going to change as soon as I step away from my computer.  My family will be so happy.

I have some returns to make in the city and I may even see a movie.  There are a few movies that came out recently that look good, so I might just let my brain go numb for a while.  But no snacks….sadly for me I have really jumped back into my diet and I am determined to stay the course.  In fact, I have challenged my Facebook group (women who are dedicated to getting healthy) to a no sugar February.  They are embracing it; I am jumping in with both feet.  It’s the only way I can do it….otherwise I will eat one m&m, telling myself one won’t hurt anything, and it causes me to dream of swimming in chocolate lakes and practically climb the walls wanting more.

Hi.  I’m Lisa.  I’m addicted to sugar.

So I have already started the challenge and today is my third day sugar free.  So far so good.  I can have some tea with stevia at the movie if I am really feeling like I need a $6 drink and if I remember to put some packets of stevia in my purse.  It’s highly unlikely that those stars will align and I will end up sipping from my stainless steel water bottle that I sneak in my purse with a few drops of essential oils in it.

OK, I have now put way too much thought into my move experience.

Wait, would it be weird if I took a heating pad with me for my back?  Is there a place to plug things in?

 

 

One Down, One to GO!

One Down, One to GO!

I am in a post-Summit stupor.

Last weekend I was in San Marcos, TX for the Homeschool Moms’ Winter Summit and it was incredible!  God blessed each and every person there in individual ways to encouraged us all in our mothering and in our relationship with Him.

I can’t tell you how blessed I am to be a small part of this ministry.  It gets to the core of what I feel called to do…..to minister to hurting moms and women that are running the race of wife, mom, friend and child of the one true King.  I get to spend the weekend hugging and praying and loving on these ladies and make new friends and spend precious time with old ones.

On Thursday morning my three daughters and I left the house to drive 3 hours to start setting up.  Since James was gone for the day on business, that left the 5 boys alone.  I wasn’t completely comfortable with it, but we did what we could to prepare them.  I gave them school assignments, we prepped their food and had some movies for them to watch.  Frankly, I just hoped they wouldn’t burn the place down.

Once there, the girls and I ran around for 2 days helping the team set up for the conference and it was a doozy of a job!  At the last minute some key people had a crisis and couldn’t be there.  The few that were left filled in where we could and actually pulled it off despite flying by the seat of our pants.

I ended up on stage a lot giving announcements or introducing the next speaker, so I decided to take selfies while I was at it.

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Who doesn’t love a good selfie from the stage?!

There were many tears and lots of laughter and everywhere you went you could see women praying together and pouring into each other.  I am just so glad God allows me to be a part of it.

On Saturday night, we have my favorite part of the weekend….Girls’ Night Out.

First it’s a pajama party, which I prepared for by getting myself some footie pajamas.  In fact, just down the hall from our event was a beautiful Quinceanera going on.  So my friend Sheri convinced me to tiptoe down and get my picture taken with the belle of the ball…..her dress was like a fairy tale!  And mine too…depending on what tale you’re reading.

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After the silliness (which I can’t reveal the details of because it’s a surprise for this next weekend’s attendees in Oklahoma) we sat down for some deep Titus 2 time.  Older women teaching younger women to love their husbands and children, be self-controlled and pure, etc.  I love, LOVE this part of the Summit

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And now I have had three days to recover and I am off to the Oklahoma Summit….there’s still time to get in on the goodness and come!

Also, the boys survived and the house was fully intact and even pretty clean when we got home on Sunday night.

It doesn’t get much better than that!

The Walk

The Walk

On Saturday I was feeling run down.  Between finishing my book over the holidays (although there will still be plenty of edits!), the struggles of Christmas and gearing up for the busyness of the new year, I was needing a rest.  Plus I thought I might be coming down with something (which never happened, so thankful!).

I worked in our etsy shop in the morning, filling all of the orders and cleaning up since after the holiday rush we just closed the door and left the mess.  Once that was finished, I ate some lunch and laid down for a long winter’s nap.  You know the kind…where you wake up after two hours and can’t figure out where you are or what is happening….

I woke up feeling achy and thought about calling it a day and just going to bed.  At 4:00.

But first, I decided, it would be good if I got up and put some Thieves on and drink some hot tea.  So, and this is the part that could be considered a mistake, I went out of my room.

As soon as I stepped out of my bedroom door, Levi (age 7) came rushing up to me, “Mommy!  Mommy!  Can I go for a walk with the other kids?!?!?!”

I didn’t know what was going on so I basically just said, “Sure honey.”  (mistake #2….)

He went rushing out the front door calling out, “Hey guys!!!  Wait for me!!!!”

My brain finally caught up and realized that my little one had just gone out into the street and possibly into danger since I had no idea where the older kids were.  For all I knew they were in the guest house watching a movie and Levi would be running down the street all by himself.

I stepped after him onto the front porch just in time to see him stopping at the end of the front walkway looking down the street.  No kids.  He slumped his shoulders and turned toward me, so disappointed.  The look on his face….oh my breaking heart.

And this is where those “Mommy Instincts” wake up.  No matter how we feel or what else we have to do or what our previous plans were or if we are still wearing our pajamas at 4:00 in the afternoon (mistake #3) we say to our child, “Hang on.  I’ll go with you.”

I grabbed an old sweater and my shoes and we went out into the street, hoping to find the other kids quickly.

He hopped along and begged me to “race to the next mailbox” at every driveway (which I did once….mistake #4) and he skipped and was so excited to be out on the street.  We talked about the sun and January and his apps on his ipod.  We made plans for school and how he wants to find a way to get some money and what books we are going to read together.

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I vacillated between sinking into the feeling that I might be coming down with the flu and the joys of spending this unexpected time with him.

We did finally catch up with the other kids about a mile down the road.  They were stopping to take pictures, otherwise we would have been too slow to ever find them.  He rushed to them and was happy to be one of the kids, forgetting I was even there.  I waved to let them know I was leaving him with them, then turned and walked home by myself.  In my pajamas.  And a mess of hair.  I prayer that no neighbor would drive by and want to stop and chat.

I fell onto my bed when I got home….enjoying the empty house almost as much as I enjoyed my time with Levi.

And as I drifted back to sleep I thanked God for every “mistake” I had made that day.

The End.

(P.S. I believe I didn’t get any sicker because of not only plenty of rest, but using my essential oils!  Let me know if you would like to know more about them….they are amazing!)

Getting Back on Track

Getting Back on Track

OK, it’s confession time.

Over the past month my diet plan has slowly slipped and for the past couple of weeks I have felt myself spiral out of control.  I went a year and a half doing great then I had a life crisis and felt myself falling down a rabbit hole so deep that I couldn’t find my way out.  And at the bottom was a bowl of chips and guacamole that said, “Eat Me.”

And I did.

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It started early in the month with eating sugar.  I let myself to have a few “treats” over the holidays and I instantly craved more.  And I have felt so low emotionally that I let myself eat more and more.  I noticed my mood getting worse.  I was fussy and grumpy and that led to not wanting to exercise.  So I took a shorter walk in the mornings and then a few days off here and there.

But what’s weird is then I stopped caring about other things.  My money, my sleep patterns, my time with the kids….all started to get less structured until here I am…..feeling defeated.

And that is where God steps in.  He inspires me.  He motivates me.  He reminds me that even though I fail, I can get right back up and back to where I want to be.

Get your life back on track!

1 Corinthians 6:19-20 “Or do you not know that your body is a temple of the Holy Spirit within you, whom you have from God? You are not your own, for you were bought with a price.  So glorify God in your body.”

So I woke up this morning and took my normal, fast-paced, long walk.  I ate my no-carb breakfast and I prepped my food for the rest of the day.  I’ve set aside a time to gather my receipts from the last month and get my money in order, then clean my closet and bathroom to help me feel back to normal.  The messiness of it all weighs me down.

One thing I am not going to do is wait for three more days just because it’s almost the new year.  Why should I wait?  I need to love myself enough to do it right now.

If you’re ready to get going to a new start to wellness and self-control…..join me.  I’d love to walk side-by-side with you as we do this together.  (and let me know if you want to be added to my Facebook group for women who support each other!)

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1. I’m going back on my strict diet.  I really liked it once I got used to it.  I just have to get through a few hard days then I will be back on track.
2. I am going to push myself with my exercise again.  Run a little harder and do some other core strengthening workouts a few days a week.
3. I will keep my area clean.  Once I get my bathroom straight I will stop using it as a dumping ground.
4. I will keep track of my spending and stick to my budget.
5. I will drink my goal amount of water each day.
6. I will focus on spending quality time with my kids every day (not just meals and chores and school).
7. I will get back to spending at least half an hour (usually at the beginning of my morning walk) in focused prayer.
8. No more “cheats” for the next month.  No sugar.  None.
9. Sleep.  I really need to get some sleep.  So I will focus on using the essential oils that help me and I will make sleep a priority.  Even if that means sacrificing other fun things I want to do.
10. Set specific goals.  Not just “I’ll do better” but “lose 8 pounds this month” and make a plan to get there.

This Alice is going to find her way out of Wonderland and back to reality.

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Day 4: Do the Math

Day 4: Do the Math

Day 4: it’s right about now that I start to lose momentum in my diet challenge.  If I let myself stay hungry and don’t take good care of my body then by this point all I can think about is driving myself to the nearest Mexican restaurant and diving into a basket of warm tortilla chips.

I refuse to lose this simple battle.  I can do anything for TEN DAYS!

It’s really all about the math….

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We’ve made a plan and now we need to make sure we keep a balance of dieting and living.  Our body and mind need to be fed.  Depriving yourself will only lead to failure and I am determined to set myself up for long term success.

So for the rest of this challenge, add “frequent healthy snacks” to your list of ways to succeed.

YOU CAN DO THIS!!!!!

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Are You Ready?

Are You Ready?

Here we are.  The week of Thanksgiving and I haven’t given a single thought to what we will be eating on Thursday.  Not to mention shopping for food.  Oi, the crowds!

Every year we get together with another family that has become like our true family over time.  They are there for us in hard times and share in our blessings.  They will roll in on Thursday morning around 11:00 and we will begin the flow of food that doesn’t stop until around 7:00 in the evening.

Since we already had the whole turkey and dressing meal with our church family yesterday, I am going to skip that this year and we will do something different.  Maybe burgers, maybe Mexican food.  It depends on what strikes my mood while I am at Costco this afternoon.

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I do love the freedom of going with my mood.  It can be dangerous though.  It could take me down a path like Alice down the rabbit hole.  I see a pretty bottle of who-knows-what and my mind says “Drink me”.  Then off I go and by the end of my shopping trip today we may be having tea and giant mushrooms for Thanksgiving.

I am also going to preview the new Hunger Games movie while I am out.  My kids are dying to see it.  Last week I saw “Big Hero 6″ and it was pretty cute.  I don’t think it will become a family favorite, but I found nothing objectionable in it.

I have a lot of work to do on my book over the next couple of weeks, so my main focus is going to be that.  But since my travel for the year is over, I plan to also take lots of walks with the kids and clean out a few spaces that have been much neglected.  I noticed this past weekend that our pantry has things in it that no one has used for at least three years.  I found a can of soup that I bought in 2009.  It needs to go.

It’s always a struggle finding ways to organize packages that are odd shapes and bags of snack and chips.  I will be spending some time on my friend Becky’s blog, Organizing Made Fun.  She’s got some great pantry organizing ideas!  I may also, if I think I can control myself, make a stop at The Container Store.  It’s risky, especially when I have been “mood” shopping at Costco.  The Container Store is my Kryptonite.

While many of you are preparing for Thanksgiving travel or a houseful of family, I am glad to be settling back and relaxing for a few days.  I hope you have a wonderful time and if you need prayer let me know.  Praying for you is what gets me through my own trials.

Thanks for stopping by!

 

Candy Crushing

Candy Crushing

Our weekend started off with a bang.  Since we don’t celebrate Halloween, we decided to christen our new rec room with a movie for the whole family on Friday night.  We all crowded in there and I surprised the kids with 2 huge bags of candy.  We very rarely buy candy so when I announced that they could eat all they wanted there was a collective outcry of jubilation.

And within about 30 minutes there was a pile of teeny candy wrappers on the coffee table that would eventually challenge Mt Everest in height.

The theme of the night: Laughter with a Sugar High.

The next morning I had planned to work on filling etsy orders and help the boys clean out their closet.  But when I went into my bathroom to get dressed for the day and started the daily search for my favorite essential oils I broke under the pressure.  Two hours later I emerged from the bathroom with reorganized oils and a clean bathroom.

While I worked I could hear the kids calling out, “Where’s MOM?!  I can’t find her!”  But my drive to get that bathroom in ship shape overshadowed my drive to help them find their one lost shoe or figure out where the last of the candy went.

I took all of the whole bottles (that the oils come in) off the shelves and organized them in a drawer that was empty.  Can you believe I actually have empty drawers in my bathroom?  I think I deserve some kind of award for that.  Anyway, then I refilled my diluted rollon bottles and organized them on my shelves by the way they are used instead of alphabetical, which is how they were before.  And I must say that even though I am only 2 days into this new system, it’s working much better.

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It will make it much easier for the kids to find oils when they need them.  Not that they don’t know the alphabet, but they don’t necessarily know what oils to use if I am not there to make suggestions.  This way they at least have an idea what to try when they can’t sleep or feel a cold coming on.

Speaking of oils….if you don’t know….I am having a romance with Thieves.  As I get ready for winter I am stocking up.  We love the cleaner and diffusing it all winter, but I have now discovered their lozenges which, in my humble opinion, are better than cough drops and throat soothers and any number of hard candy combined.  I have been using them even when I am well because they make my breath nice and, if I am being completely honest, they keep me awake during church.

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I am sorry to say that I have a slight issue with staying awake during a long service and need something in my mouth to keep me from the strong temptation to check my email or worse, play a game.  Candy Crush and I are going to have to break up anyway if I can’t get past this level.

I love these lozenges so much that I am sending a bag of them to everyone that joins Young Living through me this month with a Premium Starter Kit or Premium Starter Kit with Thieves.  PLUS I am still sending you my favorite reference book.  Y’all….don’t wait.  You want this for the winter months!

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And have a great week!

Joy Comes in the Morning!

Joy Comes in the Morning!

“Weeping may stay for the night, but rejoicing comes in the morning.” Psalm 30:5

I spent the past weekend in the beautiful city of Greenville, South Carolina for the Allume conference.  I think of it as a women’s retreat for bloggers.  It’s definitely not like any other blog conference I have been to.  It’s heavy on worship and seeing yourself through Christ’s eyes and light on SEO and social media tips.

And it was exactly what I needed.

It’s been a month since our daughter left and the grief and shock are just beginning to lift.  The hundreds of emails and comments you all have sent have lifted my heart like you can’t even imagine.  I read them all and share them with my family and we pray for those of you who are going through a similar situation.

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At the conference I got to spend time with dear friends that know me so well.  They have prayed over me and cared for me as I walked through this difficult time.  What a gift it was to be with them in person and just leave it all behind for a few days.  We prayed, we worshiped, we laughed ourselves silly.  I even danced.  Hip hop.  Yes, I am a Diva-in-Training.

I came home with a fresh outlook and today, for the first time in a month, I don’t feel like I am dragging myself through the house pretending to be thinking about something else instead of the grief of our situation..  I truly am finding good in the sadness and I am excited to share the joy with my family and give them something to do besides be steeped in sorrow.

One thing I have realized is that I can’t let someone else’s decisions affect my joy.  It would have sounded impossible to me a month ago, but I have learned that I don’t have to let even something this devastating, a break in one of my most valued relationships, tear me away from living a life filled with glory and joy.

I know.  Easier said than done.  Whew!  It’s definitely a process.

I really, really, really want to give you the gift of knowing that you are not alone.  In your trials and desperate situations, you are treasured.  There is a God who cares about your deepest pain.  There is One who you can always turn to.

And you know what?  I care too.  And so does my family and I am guessing a whole lot of other people.

As I prepare for the week ahead, filled with activity and appointments, I know that I have a source of peace and comfort.  Look around you, it’s there!

For instance, just a few minutes ago one of my boys asked me the funniest question and we both laughed so hard.  That is the good stuff.  My three daughters at home and I have become so much closer through this, isn’t that sweet?  My marriage is becoming a testimony of strength through hard times.  There is so much good in the bad.

 

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Let us pray for you if you need it.  Leave a comment here and many others will pray too.  I just know it.

Be blessed!!!!

 

Time and Texts….Oh the Mystery

Time and Texts….Oh the Mystery

I can’t believe how quickly October is flying past.  While it will be remembered as one of the worst times in my life, it is also God’s mercy that I look back and realize that weeks have slipped by without my noticing.

When that happens I always think of those newborn baby days that seem soooo long then you realize your baby is 6 weeks old and you can’t imagine how that is possible.  Time is a weird thing, huh?

This past weekend I took my three girls to the beach for a weekend of encouragement and refreshment.  We had been planning it for a couple of months and while we missed our sister, it was a wonderful time for the four of us.  We watched DVDs from the True Woman Conference and talked about what God is doing in each of our lives.  I loved hearing how each girl was being blessed by the teachings and what they were learning.

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One of the conference sessions was about the history of feminism and it was so funny to hear the different perspectives from the four of us.  For my girls it was a fascinating history lesson but for me it was a flood of memories.  I remember hearing “I am Woman Hear Me Roar” over and over on the radio.  I remember Virginia Slims telling women that they deserve their own, thinner cigarette.  I used to roll up strips of paper and pretend I was smoking…..”I deserve this,” I would think as I took a long, pretend draw on my symbol of adulthood.  Oh how things have changed!

But the main focus of the conference was about putting our eyes on God and not ourselves.  Embracing who we were created to be instead of fighting for our freedoms.  It was amazing and the timing couldn’t have been better.  All four of us walked away with a sense of knowing that we are safe in the arms of a loving Father who leads us with a wisdom that we can’t fully understand.

And to watch it all with the ocean waves splashing in our view……that made it perfect.

God knew exactly what we all needed.

Of course.

My boys were at home fending for themselves (aka eating nachos and playing wii) and texting me constantly.  “Hola Mamacita” and “Where is the ketchup?” kind of texts.  One of my boys really loves to text with me, but he doesn’t really get text etiquette.  He will say something to me, “What are you doing right now?” and I won’t see it or reply right away.  After about three seconds he will text again, “Hello????!!!!”  But if I am driving or running or sleeping I still won’t see it.  So three more seconds, “???????????????!” and so it goes for 20+ more texts from him.

But in typical homeschool mom fashion it has led me to mentally develop a class on texting, phone calls and other social interaction.

Bam!

Some challenges are much easier than others.

This week I am frantically finishing up the last of my book to send it to my editor for feedback.  All of this family drama has put me behind, but God knew this was coming and He has given me this extra week to say what He wants to say in the book.  I only THINK I am writing it.

Have a great week and may God minister to your heart the way He has mine over the past few days.

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The Hardest Post I Ever Wrote

The Hardest Post I Ever Wrote

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So, this is gonna be hard.  I don’t want to write it and I wish I could just hide instead of sharing.  I am sure the post will end up being too long and really difficult to read.  I am sorry for that.  If you don’t want to see inside my very wounded heart then I recommend that you go ahead now and click through to somewhere else.

I am too raw and hurting to be delicate.

In telling you about what is going on here, I want to try to share my own life with you without exposing others.  Their story is their own to tell.  I can only tell you mine.

OK….so here goes.  {deep breath::::feel like throwing up}

On Wednesday, September 24th my life was changed forever.  My 18 year old daughter left home.  She gave us no warning, no signs that it was coming.  She didn’t try to talk to us about it or work with us.  She, with the help of my parents, just left.  And with her she took pieces of my heart that had been torn to shreds.  I cried harder that day than I ever knew was possible.  So hard that it scared my little boys and I had to go in my closet and put a pillow over my face to muffle the sobs.

We have spent the past 11 days trying to make head or tails out of what happened.  Why did she leave?  How can we help her?  What will happen next?

We got no real answers.  Only more confusion as some of the circumstances unfolded.  We discovered that my parents had been planning this with her without telling us (as you can imagine, an additional part of my grief is not only the loss of my daughter but the total end of the relationship with my parents).  We also learned that she has been telling exaggerated stories about what is going on inside our home to a godless woman who has been giving her foolish counsel and encouraging her to deceive us and get out.

These decisions our daughter has made are unimaginable to me and completely out of character from the girl I know.

Believe me, James and I are all too aware that we are not innocent in this.  We played a part in this problem.  We made mistakes and we have apologized to her, genuinely repented and are asking the Holy Spirit to guide us through this.  It feels impossible to think rationally so we have sought counsel from men who give us Scripture to build us up.  We are taking each step carefully and trying to hold on to the One who knows us better than we know ourselves.  I don’t want to paint myself as perfect here.  I am as imperfect as I can imagine anyone being.

We did have a meeting with our daughter about a week after she left and it became obvious when we agreed to give her everything she was asking for that she did not intend to come home.  She had sent us a list of things she wanted to change at home, but because we agreed to all of the changes and she still won’t come home….it seems there must be something deeper there that she isn’t telling us.

I ask myself, “How can I help her if she won’t tell me the truth?” 

And I beg,  “Lord, please help me forgive the betrayal and react with your righteousness and love.”

Yesterday she came and got all of her things.  That tore out more of my heart and if I am being completely honest, threw me into a tailspin that it feels like I will never recover from.  I can’t stop crying and I can’t turn off the thoughts of pain and desperation.  Sleep will not come; I don’t eat; I can’t focus.

But I know the truth.  That I can recover and become stronger with God’s help.

I know that He loves us all so much more than I love my daughter.  I know He is guiding all of our paths and even though I don’t see it now, He did prepare me for this.  I know that His promises are sure and He will never leave me or forsake me.

Not for one second has my faith wavered or my trust in God been lost. 

Not that I feel sure that she will be fine or that she will ever come back or that I will ever see my parents again.  I know that none of that may happen.

I also grieve the selfish loss of wanting my life to be a certain way.  A happy family, loving one another, all of my children that care for each other and respect their parents.  That is gone for me.  I may never have that and you know what?  It’s OK.

May He be glorified through my suffering and loss. 

My morning walks have meant more to me than ever as I pour the broken pieces of my heart out at the feet of God.  He picks them up and gently puts them back in place.  Then they fall apart again….over and over and over.  I know with certainty that one day those pieces will be all put together and they will stay right where they belong…..glued with the grace of a Father that loved me enough to sacrifice his own child for me.  Oh, that I am now experiencing one thousandth of that same pain.

So this tragedy is now a part of the story of my life.

I pray that the glory of God shines through all that I do even in the midst of trials.

His Word has been a healing balm to my soul and given me strength to get through each moment.  It pushes out the despair and washes it away with love and peace and wisdom that I can trust with every fiber of my being.

2 Corinthians 4:16-18  “So we do not lose heart. Though our outer self is wasting away, our inner self is being renewed day by day. For this light momentary affliction is preparing for us an eternal weight of glory beyond all comparison, as we look not to the things that are seen but to the things that are unseen. For the things that are seen are transient, but the things that are unseen are eternal.”

I would so appreciate your prayers for not only my heartbreak, but my other children as they cry and constantly ask me why this happened and endure their own betrayal and pain.  Watching them suffer through this has been even more painful than my own struggle.  Their precious lives will never be the same either.  And please pray for my husband as he finds the strength and wisdom to lead a sobbing wife, grieving children and a lost daughter through this horrific event in our lives.

For those of you keeping up with this situation, here is the latest update.

Thank you for reading and praying.  I would appreciate your sensitivity if you choose to leave a comment since we are grieving.   Please refrain from offering your thoughts on 18 year olds and their rights or what you think of our parenting choices.  Believe me, we do not want to keep anyone in our home that doesn’t want to be here.  This is not about whether she should be here or not.   It is about treating the people you love with honesty, honor, respect and dignity.   Any comments condemning our beliefs or criticizing our daughter will be deleted.