Saturday, October 6, 2007

leavin' on a jet plane

In two hours I will be n my way across the Atlantic cean. This is my first tansatlantic-longer-than-four-hour flight. As a very anxious airtraveler I am not to thrilled with the prospects of 10 hours inside a metal tube approximately six miles above the ocean. BTW- where do you make an emergency landing when you are over the ocean??? Wayne lovingly pointed out to me this AM that when God wants you to come home to Him, it really does not matter where you are, you will go. So, I guess thinking from God's point of view, there is no way that I am increasing my chances by flying :)

I am going to Macedonia today, along with about seven others from my church. We all work in our indigient health clinic and are going to go visit our friends in Macedonia to look at helping them with health care outreach.
All the clothes are washed, suitcases packed and faces kissed. My two competent, beautiful daughters have assured me that they will mange just fine for a week without me. They know how to cook, wash clothes and bathe themselves. There's somthing to be said for leaving the baby phase of parenting.
Wayne has also assured me that although he will miss me, he will somehow muddle through the week.
Secretly, I am excited. I mean really excited. Besides getting away from work and day to day stuff, I can't wait to see what God is ging to show me this week. Have you every just got away from everything distracting and been in a place where you could let God really speak to you and see Him move? This is my week. I have spent the last month in prayer, I'm ready. James 4 tells us that the reason we do not have is becuse we don't ask. I have asked Him to do a much needed work in my heart his week.
Pray for me-- especially today, over the ocean, way high over the ocean.

Friday, October 5, 2007

ginny girl

My Ginny girl--

Here is proof that time flies--- Just eleven years ago she was a 7#, bald, screaming, wonderful bundle in a pink blanket look at her now---

She is just like me- I watch her mind work as she looks at something and I know exactly what is coming out of her mouth.

She is quiet and thoughtful most of the time, but will jabber her head off about her daily adventures on the way home from school. She stops and picks up Ginger, the dog, as soon as she walks in the door, getting wet kisses as a reward.

She has the uneviable job of being the baby in the family. This means she has to balance the joy of being everyone's pet with the frustration of being the little sister, to a 14 year old who is all to quick to point our her childish ways.

I love her,without any reservation. She brings me so much joy. She still smells like a baby when I snuggle her in my bed and we watch "Raven".

Having one daughter already going through the throes of adolescent makes me want to hold on a little tighter before the wirlwind begins. She'll be fine. I know that she will transition just like her sister, beautiful and strong, but she will still be my baby---always

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