This Amazing Journey...walking with the Hedgepeth Family

O, Holy Night

2011-12-22T22:24:00.003-05:00

“Truly He taught us to love one another; his law is love and his gospel is peace. Chains shall he break, for the slave is our brother. And in his name all oppression shall cease.”

Just a few weeks ago, I was singing “O, Holy Night” in the car and a question came to me, followed by an answer that was so powerful!

“Who is the slave?” When I was young, I thought that “the slave” was referring to actual slaves and the need to abolish slavery. I never thought much more of it…just words in a song. Fast forward 35 years, “Who is the slave?”

The slave has been each one of us. We have been enslaved to sin, selfish ambition, pride, loneliness, anger, the need for the approval of others, the list goes on.

Christ has set us free.

There are others who still sit in darkness, who are enslaved and oppressed. This beautiful carol reminds us that we are to love those who sit in darkness. God’s law is love, not judgment. His Gospel is PEACE, not hostility. In His precious name, oppression is broken…the reason Christ came to earth!

May you know true love and peace this Christmas time and all year through. May Christ bring liberty to your life. My prayer, during this Christmas and New Year, is that we all would come into a greater understanding of God's great love for us. And I pray that we would respond to that great love, by loving others!

Merry Christmas!

A Wonderful Walk in the Woods

2011-12-11T09:09:00.009-05:00

In October, a friend and I were able to get away to Atlanta for Country Living Magazine's Country Fair. We spent the weekend in Atlanta, and a FULL day at Stone Mountain @ the fair.

It was staged in the woods. Hundreds of vendors...

Excuse me! A girl HAS TO eat...perfect fair fare...ribbon fries and a corndog...mmmmm!

My, oh my!

To say, "we were inspired", would be an understatement!

The whole time my mind was racing with ideas for design, decorating and crafting Christmas presents.

My "workshop" has been under construction with Hubs laying a new wood floor. However, I have still been working on a few surprises...inspired by all of this creativity!

In the midst of all of this, my heart delights...on so many levels!

First of all with creating...we are made in the image of God. He is the creator of all. So, when we create, we are mirroring just a tiny facet of God and that delights me!

Next, all of these particular items here have been repurposed.

I really love when someone can see something other than what appears before them. It's called having vision, seeing beyond the "seen". That is so God!

In the midst of our lostness, He has found us. He has redeemed us. Restored us. Repurposed us for more. That delights me. That brings hope.

He makes beauty from ashes. I am delighted. I am inspired.

A Secret

2011-12-06T19:10:00.003-05:00

This is my little friend, Reichen...

Tonight I just had to tell him a secret! I could not hold it in another minute.

Me: "Reichen, I have to tell you a secret...

I am SO in love with you!"

Reichen: "I'm in love with your eye balls!" as he runs off down the path.

Me: "Well, thank you Reichen. A boy has never said that to me before!"

I just love three year olds!

Unlike Any Other

2011-11-24T19:00:00.005-05:00

This Thanksgiving was unlike any other. We only had six people around our table this year, our kids and Todd's Mom, Nana. In the 21 years that we have been married we have always celebrated with more family and friends. I LOVE preparing a feast for those I love. This year was no different...just smaller...and quieter...and different.

Some friends had family in town to celebrate with. Some friends went home, or to other friends' homes. Todd's youngest brother, Brad, and his wife Dana (who we so enjoy around our table) are celebrating in China. My family is celebrating at my parents house in Maple Grove, along with other family and lifelong friends. So, I really missed the people that have sat around our table in the past.

We were reminded of other special people through the family recipes we used, eating off of Mamo's favorite Franciscan Ivy patterned china (made famous on the Donna Reed Show and I Love Lucy Show in the 1960's). Using the turkey platter that I got from my brother in law's Grandmother Strickland. Making Rachael's famous citrus tea. Bringing out an old favorite...upside down apple pie.

I realize that, no matter who is around our table, I am making memories with/for my kids, as we celebrate with tremendous JoY and GrATefUlnESs, the awesome blessings in our lives. As we celebrated, albeit quietly (just what the Hubs needed), I looked around the table at Nana, Ashley, Todd, Jackson and Gabi and realized how blessed I am.

One day they will look back at ALL the special ways we celebrated Thanksgiving through the years, sometimes small and sometimes very, VERY big! But always
CeLeBrAtInG!!!

Beyond Words

2011-09-19T09:23:00.006-04:00

One year ago today we were welcoming students to Youth With A Mission-Charlotte's Discipleship Training School. All of us, here at YWAM, were so excited to see this school of 21 students, coming in from all over North America. The first day is always hectic and awesome! Usually, we are running around welcoming people, helping people to their rooms, talking with family and friends who brought them here, airport runs, etc.

Last year was a little different for The Hedgepeths. You see, as students were arriving by planes, trains and automobiles, Jackson was being rushed to the hospital, by ambulance, to save his life. When we called 911 did they send an ambulance? Why, yes of course, along with two fire trucks and three police cars. "Best Practice" they said, "Overkill", I murmured. (Just kidding...I only thought it in my head). It was a little much for our little street and it brought so much attention.

I haven't written too many details here, regarding our situation a year ago, for many reasons. (I may expound on another day.) The bottom line is that Jackson contracted a fast growing form of MERSA that threatened to take his life. Two different doctors informed us that most people in Jackson's situation do not make it to the hospital. It is a miracle that he did. It is also a miracle that the doctors were able to save his arm.

What Jackson has gone through this year has been nothing short of traumatic, and yet, he has been brave and courageous. We could not have gotten through this year without so many people, our gratitude is beyond words, but I want to give it a shot.

First of all, I am grateful to the Lord. He has been gracious and faithful. I look back over this year and see his hand of faithfulness all over it. Seriously, I am so GRATEFUL!

I am grateful to Mike, who works with Jackson 40 hours a week. He was here a year ago, and drove me to the ER, behind the ambulance. He loves Jackson like his own kids. He believes in Jackson and his abilities. He champions my son. I am grateful to him and Ruth, for being friends to us, especially during this time, for bringing me New York pizza at the hospital, and for all the jars of homemade chicken soup.

I am grateful to Tara, Erma, Diana, Pat, Leslie, Tammy, Dee Dee and Debbie for the meals and cards, to Ellen and Lem for the MacAlister's Deli dinner and gift card, for the hospital visit with cards and balloons. Thank you to Pastor Billy for all of the visits to PICU, for sitting with Jack even before we could get there in the mornings, praying for him, and the phone calls checking in on us. To Michael and Darla, for listening to my heart in an e-mail and sending Mike up on a flight within 24 hours to sit with Todd, and for remembering my birthday that day with a hot pink and zebra striped bag that just screamed my name.

To Bev, for "just dropping by" Jack's hospital room...with goodie bags, checking in with us. To Jane, for having lunch with me in the hospital cafe. Sending me cards, like clock work, every few days.

To Mom Sandi, for dropping by the hospital many days, to sit with Jackson, or visit with Todd. To the Knox-Hedgepeths for the MASSIVE balloon delivery!

Thank you to Bill and Bridgette for the love, phone calls, prayers, building our house, making a place for Jackson to come home to. Also, to our precious Ephrata Family, for standing with us, praying for Jackson, loving him, helping to make a special place here for him.

To YWAM-Charlotte, for all the dinners, moving furniture, raking the lawn and offering to watch the girls. To Uncle Chris for staying the night, at the hospital, so that Todd could come home for some rest. To Meme, being willing to give up help with the girls so that Chris could come! To Seth and Andrew, for being friends to Jackson. To our greater YWAM Tribe, who has prayed for us and sent letters of emails of encouragement. To Janet, who was always checking in with me via fb, getting updates on Jackson, and letting me know she was praying.

To my parents, for coming down and just being here. Helping to finish the house, caring for the girls, allowing me to be in PICU (the girls were too young to go in), laundry, cleaning and loving on us. For Jen, flying down to be with me...calling me every morning to "check in". Tam Tam, for calling every time "our songs" came on the radio, for taking the girls for the day.

There are all the doctors and nurses, therapists and technicians, who listened to what we were saying and really trying to figure things out. Thank you to all who watched "Temple Grandin" and "Wretches and Jabberers" as an act of standing with us and trying to understand the world of autism.

To Melinda, for stopping by, calling, doing a great job with The Arc of Union County...being our friend. To our other amazing advocates Jennifer Bills, Andrew Strickland and their whole team at Disability Rights of NC.

To Janelle and Jeane, for sending incredible care packages via Kevin, arriving one year ago today. I was scared that day and had a bit of an idea that we may be headed to the hospital...little did I know the severity of things. God did. Through your gifts, I felt like He was saying that He loved me and He was taking care of things. It would be weeks before I could really delve into that wonderful, amazing Lancaster goodness! Janelle, for your continued gifts of love, words of encouragement, hugs from a distance and prayers. Thank you for wanting to get it, to understand.

Cacey for adopting Cookie, our chocolate lab.

There are so many others who have helped in so many ways. We are grateful. Looking back, I do not see all of the machines and tubes, the surgeries or procedures. I see the faces and acts of kindness and love that were shown to us. I may have missed a few names, I am sorry.

Our gratitude goes beyond words...

Traffic

2011-09-13T14:02:00.005-04:00

I had to go into Charlotte last week. I never mind going, I love it really. However, when I have to be there early, I HAVE TO leave my house before 7 am.

It doesn't matter if I leave at 6:45 or 6:58, I just have to be on the road before 7 am, or I will be stuck in traffic. A few of us around here talk about this fact. We all agree...be in your car and on the road before the clock strikes 7!

On this beautiful day, I hit the road...a few minutes later than planned...putting me in my car, on the road, at 7:08. I was sailing right along, and then...bumper to bumper. No worries. I had time, I'm just not sure this is how I wanted to spend my time. I relax, take in the scenery, memorize the license plate ahead of me, sing at the top of my lungs, stuff like that.

Then, a business van pulls in front of me. On the rear doors, he has two magnetic posters up, asking me, "Have you seen me?" I look closely, no. I haven't seen either one of these two kids, Angel or Savanna. I start to wonder where are they? Who has seen them? Are they still around to be seen? My heart aches and I start to pray. I pray for their families, their safety, God's protection and mercy to be upon them. I pray for them to be safe. When I can't pray anymore, I jet into the other lane and pass that van.

Soon, I come up on a cute little sports car to my left. The kid in it is trying to burn up the road, in a traffic jam. I smile to myself. Then, he pulls in front of me. (Dude! Careful!) Then I notice his bumper stickers, I actually start to get physically sick. They are absolutely disgusting! Seriously, I can take a few things. These were absolutely vulgar...I can NEVER repeat to anyone what I read.

My first thought was, "I can't believe his mother allows him to have these on his car!" Then I think, "maybe he doesn't have a mother."...like the lost boys of Neverland. Again, my heart is heavy. I start to pray for this young guy. I pray for the Lord to reveal Himself. I pray that the Lord sends someone into his life to show him love and grace. That the Lord, Himself would be merciful to this young man.

I was still in traffic, but traveling forward. From here my thoughts went back to my wedding day, July 7, 1990. At we were introduced as Mr. And Mrs., our friend sang, "Find Us Faithful", by Steve Green.

Our prayer, for our life together, was that song. It still is our prayer.

"May those who come behind us find us faithful.

May the fire of our devotion light their way,

May the footprints that we leave,

lead them to believe

and the lives we live, inspire them to obey."

What are people seeing as they follow me? They may not always "choose" to be behind me, but traffic, aka "circumstances" have them following behind me. My prayer is that they see something that inspires them, a light that would encourage them to keep on in the journey, a joy like none they have ever seen.

FORE!!!

2011-08-08T13:15:00.003-04:00

Today Hubs is in the land that I love...Minnesota! He has a clean, beautiful, quiet house to himself, a brand new Rav 4 as his chariot and, oh yeah, he's playing 54 holes of golf TODAY!

(My parents are on vacay in Canada, so Todd has their house and car at his disposal. He is there by himself, thus the quiet house. I am not sure he is enjoying the quiet, or the clean, as much as I would if I was there.)

In July, Todd was invited to participate in a golf tournament that helps raise money for missionaries and ministries. Since we are missionaries, that raise money for our ministry, he decided to give it a shot...well, many shots! The tournament includes playing 54 holes in a day.

Todd has been working on gathering sponsors over the last month. (It is not too late, if you want to sponsor Todd per hole, multiply it by 54 and send a tax deductible check, for the amount, made out to "YWAM" and mail it to 418 E. Franklin Street, Monroe, NC 28112. He has gotten sponsors for .75 -$10.00 per hole. Some people have sent in one time gifts as well.)

You may ask yourself, or me, why is Todd doing this? Why do the Hedgepeths "raise support"?

As missionaries, with Youth With A Mission, we do not receive a salary. Our family is responsible to raise all the funds needed to be in ministry and to do all that the Lord has called us to do. We recognize that there are many valid ways of financing ministry, as YWAMers we are called to practice personal support raising in the context of dependence on God for financial provision. We have seen the Lord provide for us, through the generosity of family, friends and churches for over 21 years. It is not just us out here, doing "what we do", it is a team of people who are being obedient to what God has called them to do.

We are grateful for the generosity of others. We are grateful for every gift that comes our way.

As we have seen added responsibility given to us, within our mission, we have had an added increase in expenses. So, Todd golfing, and getting sponsors, has helped to fund what we know God has called us to do.

A friend wrote on Sunday night, saying that we are living in financially fragile times, but God is not a fragile God! And He promises that "He will supply every need of yours according to His riches in glory in Christ Jesus."

I love that I get to be a part of this "tribe" called YWAM and I am totally stoked that Todd and I get to do this together...with each other and with our kiddos, and with the people He has surrounded us with.

Life is good...God is GREAT!

For Mom

2011-07-15T12:56:00.005-04:00

This morning I received an email from my sweet mom. I love her so much. She and my dad are ThE GreAteSt PaReNTs ever. I am serious. There has never been a time in my life that I have not felt their love. They really live life. They are retired, and busier than ever...golfing, fishing, movies and dinners with friends, kayaking, time with grand kids. Their lives are full.

I recently was able to take the girls "home" to Minnesota for a wonderful getaway...enjoying family and nature in a BIG way (I will blog about that later...promise). Most of the summer is spent living at the cabin...except for the occassional trips to the city for a doctor's appointment or airport pick-ups. There is no cable tv at the cabin. The sun rises early (5:30 am) in Minnesota during the summers, and goes to bed late (10 pm).

So, you live outside and enjoy

LIFE!

...which brings me to my morning email (they do have internet and a cell phone, THANK THE LORD!) My sweet mom had gone to my blog and noticed that I had not posted since March! (Mom, not to be argumentative, but I did post a mini something in May...)

So, I thought this would be the perfect time to post this new fav commercial, which totally reminded me of my parents the first time I saw it! And for the record, I did introduce my mom to Facebook...years ago. And Mom, the lack of blogging is only due to the fact that I have been living like YOU...FULL LIFE. Good news, this sort of living has given me stock piles of writing material. I will be back on the blogging wagon soon...I cannot wait!

Love you Mom and Dad!

PLEASE GO TO THE BOTTOM OF THE PAGE AND TURN MY MUSIC OFF SO YOU CAN HEAR THE COMMERCIAL.

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2011-05-13T23:28:00.002-04:00

"No matter how long the winter, spring comes."

I'm counting on it...

Dear Lord,

I am waiting on Spring...

I am waiting on YOU.

Busy. Glamorous. Life. Well, not always "Glamorous!"

2011-03-11T22:45:00.007-05:00

Many days I think to myself, "When life slows down....(fill in the blank)." Well, guess what? Life is not slowing down!

My life is filled with many things...being a wife, a mom to a three kids who all have very different needs, a friend, a daughter, a sister, working with YWAM, being an advocate for my child, standing up for justice...here and abroad, travel, cleaning, laundry, the list is endless. Some days, I am just tired...plain and simple.

Recently, life has been quite daunting. I look for the bright spots here and there. This past September, while Jackson was in PICU for the first time, Todd and I were named, "Parent Advocates of the Year" for The Arc of Union County. This was such and honor, and HUGE surprise, for us. It was also an encouragement in the midst of some very dark days.

Just last month, The Arc had one of their main fundraisers for the year. Todd and I were invited to attend. It was one amazing night. I loved seeing all the friends, neighbors and community leaders come out to support Arc...really supporting Jackson and others like him. It was great to get out on a date of sorts.

So, here, Live from The Red Carpet!

Thank you Melinda and all the staff at The Arc of Union County. We appreciate the way you advocate for others. We are so happy to be linked with you guys!

one blog leads to another

2011-02-03T18:09:00.006-05:00

So, after I poured my heart out regarding my current home life and my pondering over spoiling my family, (Well, I didn't pour OUT my heart, I gave just a "drit". Drit: a word used by my Swedish Grandma, meaning, just a little...ie: "Grandma, would you like some more coffee?" "Oh, yes please, but just a drit.")

I took some time to peruse a few favorite blogs. When I do this, it using leads to blog hopping...checking out my favorite blogs' favorite blogs. Somehow, I happened upon "the good news girl!"

With a name like that, I just had to check it out. Boy am I glad I did! This is what I saw...

How apropos! She may be speaking my language! Maybe we could be coffee buds.
Then I saw this...

Why stop there?

So, without delay, I went to Amazon and ordered myself some books! I've started on "Loving Your Man..."

I have never heard of Susie Davis. I am not familiar with her ministry. I can tell you that I certainly am enjoying her style and the content of her work. Her passion is to "help others develop God-centered relationships." I know that my family and I will enjoy the benefits of my reading.

Hubs probably would have enjoyed me starting with "Uncovered...revealing the secrets of a sexy marriage" Hhmmm. There is a time a season for everything!

I have spoiled them, I just know I have!

2011-01-27T12:57:00.004-05:00

I have spoiled my family, I just know I have! When I say "spoiled", I mean this...

"To do harm to the character, nature, or attitude of by oversolicitude, overindulgence, or excessive praise."

I am so serious!

Why else would dirty clothes be left laying around, you know a pair of sock here or there. Shoes left where they have been kicked off, dirty dishes in the livingroom. A dirty pan left on the stove top.

It is as if it was all left for me to care for! Add to that, the responsibility of planning, and cooking, three meals a day. Being able to produce a gourmet snack at any moment.

Wait, there's more... four people asking for help from me, sometimes at the same time, on good days, one right after another. To all of this, I scream out to Hubs,

"Who do you think I am? Super Woman?"

He replies,

"Quite frankly, yes!"

As I have wallowed in self pity and the sadness of living with a family that does not know how great they have it (tongue in cheek), the conversation in my head goes something like this...

"Vickie, you love your family."

"Yes! That is true."

"You enjoy making gourmet meals, and snacks, for your family."

"True."

"You seem to enjoy making your home a place of rest, refreshment and beauty, a place of refuge."

"True again. I am just tired."

"Guess what? Your family is tired too. Everyone is offering their best. All of you need to see it as that, an offering. And then, receive it from one another. You do have laughter in your home. Laughter is good medicine. It helps you to care for the one who is emotionally and behaviourally fragile. It gives strength to you. It alleviates the pressures, at least for a moment, and that moment is precious."

So, after thinking on that for a while...

"But, have I spoiled them?"

"Have a conversation. Make some changes. Be flexible. Be respectful."

We've had the conversation. Things are going pretty well. There is a happy medium, okay, not always happy. I realize that I am the one who may be a bit ruined...having to have things just so. When something crazy/hard/challenging happens, outside of my control, I need to be the one to make the adjustment. If I can do that, with the Lord's grace and direction, our home will continue to be one of rest, refreshment, beauty and refuge.

Disclaimer: Hubs knows about this posting. I asked him weeks ago, "Have I spoiled you all?" We had a conversation. Also, in our household we share many responsibilities, including laundry, taxi driving, therapies, etc. We did get off track. We are back on track.

2010-12-27T14:07:00.010-05:00

snow. SNoW. sweet, lovely snow...falling...

The snow started falling at 9:45 pm on Christmas Day. We went to bed, not certain of what would come of it all. Did we dare hope, dream, of a beautiful snow fall? I know Ashley went to bed hoping and praying. I just went to bed exhausted.

This seemingly double life I have been living...taking care of a very fragile individual, Jackson, through the night, and then being fun and full of energy during the day, for the two beautiful daughters we have. It has been wearing me out. So, with this snow prediction...do I dare dream? If it comes, will I have the energy to play in it? With Jackson's situation, do I still dare to hope? The journey has been long...

When we were up at 2:00 am with Jackson, the snow had already fully blanketed the trees. It was beautiful. I cried. It was like mercy falling around me.

It was still coming down at 4:10. At 5:30, and at 8:05...when I finally went to bed for more than an hour. When I woke, with Gabi, at noon, we dressed for the snow. It was her very first snow. I could hardly pull her from the window to get her outside. She was filled with such wonder and amazement.

Ashley's prayers were answered, in abundance.

For me, do I still dare to hope, to have faith that the Lord would intervene?

In Relevant Magazine, Jan/Feb 2011 issue, Rachel Held Evans writes this...

"Faith isn't about being right or having all the answers or avoiding pain-it's about refusing to give up when it seems like you should."

Rockin' It!!!

2010-11-09T20:48:00.005-05:00

Okay, I have written a bazillion postings, over the last few weeks, in my head. But alas, I have found no way, or time, to get them from my head to here! Today is different. I just have to get this out!

Over the last two months Jackson has been in and out of the hospital. It has been exhausting. Four months earlier, we returned from Africa with our sweet princess. 18 month before that, we started an addition on our house that is bigger than our existing house. We have been a busy family...to say the least.

In the midst of that I have found myself thinking, "Why get all dolled up to do construction?" With Gabi, I have found myself getting her all dolled up and then running out of time for me. (Sound familiar mommies?) Then with Jackson, we are doing around the clock care, back and forth to the hospital, getting very little sleep, etc. Suddenly, the jogging suit (that was sooo cute 3 years ago!) is so handy and comfy. Why not?

I should have thought something of it the day that I ran out for Todd and Bill to get a plumbing part. It was early. I jumped into some shorts and a t-shirt. Threw on a bit of lipstick...the perfect pick me up...NOT! (It is not enough ladies!) The guy at the store just gave me the part. I walked out of there with my head held high.

I was thinking,

"How sweet is that? He must like me!"

Then I took a look in the rear view mirror...SCREAM! That guy did not think I was cute!

He was thinking,

"Dear Lord! That Girl needs to invest in some cosmetics. I will give her this part!"

Okay, fast forward to recently...

I have stumbled upon "The Pleated Poppy", through another blog, My Pink Life. These adorable girls are taking pictures of themselves and posting on Wednesdays. What in the world?

Pleated Poppy explained that it is "What I Wore Wednesday". An accountability for her general appearance as a stay at home/work at home girl. Brilliant! She is making herself accountable to the blogging world. Creative. I like it! (It also keeps her from the scrutiny of the guys at the plumbing supply house!)

I have not come to the place of posting pictures of myself ...yet. I wish I could have posted a picture of myself today though! (Camera is with Hubs in Orlando).

WIWW has really challenged me to spruce myself up a bit, bring back some dignity. I do not want to appear worn out, sad or stressed. So, I have been dialing it up a notch (last week, one of the doctor's told me I looked great. Yippee. She really loved my shoes!)

So, I get ready to spend my day in PICU today. I want to look good when Jackson wakes up. I want him to say, "Hey! THAT'S my mom!"

Deciding to stop for gas, I use tons of napkins to touch the gas nozzle. (I just hate to get that gas smell on me. It just doesn't seem to wash off.) After filling my tank, it clicks off. I use my napkins to grab the handle to remove it from the van. Gas SPEWS all over me. There is little the napkins could do.

Washing up the best I could, I knew there was no going back home. I had to keep moving forward. What is a girl to do? What is between this point and the hospital...MARSHALL'S!

I pull into the parking lot, run in, grab three pairs of jeans, two shirts, a sweater. I run to the dressing room, tell the attendant I am frazzled and in a hurry. Could she relate? A flat "No, I can't." was her reply. Oh well, too bad for her.

Tearing off my clothes and jumping into the clearance jeans, perfect fit! The clearance t-shirt is next. ADORABLE! All that is left was the sweater. A no go. I throw my "gassy" clothes back on, grab my new things, try on another cardigan on the way to check out. PERFECT! Pay. Stop at the restroom. Change into fresh clothes...after bathing out of the sink and drying off with papertowels...whew...I know. BUT, I am rockin' it in my new skinny jeans!

All in just 18 minutes!

I got to the hospital in time to see Jackson's dressing change. His arm is healing. He woke up just for a few minutes at a time throughout the day. Tomorrow is another day. And another opportunity to get my "cute" on!

You know, it is not so important what I wear, but how I wear it. Am I wearing Love? What about Kindness? Gentleness? Compassion? Grace?

Those are the things that I want people to see...

well, that and my new skinny jeans!

2010-10-07T08:15:00.008-04:00

"Necessity is the Mother of Invention." -Plato

Oh, the inventions I have seen with over these last weeks! The technology I have seen has caused me say, "Thank you, God!"

Seriously! I have moved into a place of total gratitude to the Lord for the ideas that He has unleashed into the minds of men (and women). The invention and technology have saved countless lives. Once again, in an unassuming way, the Lord has shown His great love to me...and to those I love.

I am totally impressed with "the vest" that goes around a bedridden patient. It vibrates the patient to keep lungs clear. When Jackson was inti bated, he had to have this therapy daily. It sounded like the high spin cycle of my washer. It last about 10 minutes, then they took it off and were on their way. How amazing for family members who are in long term comas. Just fascinating.

When Jackson went into surgery for his arm, the doctors had to remove dead tissue and the infection that was hiding beneath it, leaving a very large wound. Into that wound, they placed the "wound V.A.C." The Vacuum-Assisted Closure heals the wound 3 times faster.

The doctor told us that Jackson would be wearing this for 2-3 months. It stays on 24 hours a day and is changed every three days. He is sedated for the change out.

All this time, other doctors have come in for the procedure, to see the "impressive" wound. Well, at yesterday's procedure, everyone was SO impressed with the healing. The surgeon feels that he can move Jackson to a change out schedule of two days a week! He also feels that this healing may be wrapped up in three weeks! This is a miracle.

I believe the invention of the V.A.C. (at Bowman Gray Medical Center right here in North Carolina!) is a miracle. On top of that, God has preformed a miracle specific to the expedited healing of Jackson's arm.

We have walked through some very dark days here, the Lord being present in each moment of every day. Jackson came home last night to a very happy family. We still have a long road to travel. I am learning to go slow and enjoy the walk...I've been running for a very long time.

Back to necessity and Plato...

I see where Plato was coming from. There is a need, and we have a desire to see it met. It's part of the creativity that resides inside of each of us...it just comes out in different ways. What other inventions is the Lord wanting to release through his creation? The cure for autism, cancer, AIDS...the list goes on. What about the solution for clean water? Yes, I am sure of it. Friends and co-workers are woking on that right now...others are digging wells.

There is so much out there, that we are able to address. We need to first, look outside of ourselves and see the need. Then, we need to seek a way to meet that need.

You may not have the cure for autism (wish you did!), but you may have the answer to something else...how to advocate for someone with autism, how to get a meal to someone shut inside their home, training families in Africa to farm so that they can provide for their families. Maybe you have the knowledge and resources to make your local school better.

The thing is, there are many needs out there, each of us, in our own realm, has the way to meet that need. Go for it!

Lost

2010-10-01T16:56:00.004-04:00

It's been so long since I have been here, I almost forgot the way. Really. Some may have thought I had lost my way. No worries, I'm back.

Gabi is sleeping on this beautiful fall afternoon. Ashley is just out the window at the "City Park." Jackson is watching a movie. Todd is out running errands and I am sitting here with the laptop. All seems so normal. (Well, not the part of me sitting with the laptop, especially in the afternoon.) So, let me give you a glimpse of what is really happening around here!

It is a beautiful fall day here in downtown Charlotte. Yes, downtown. Jackson has been in PICU and on the Pediatric floor for almost two weeks. So, Gabi is sleeping on the bench/parent bed in Jackson's room. Ashley is outside his room's window, playing at the beautiful park, provided by Microsoft and he and I are watching Aristocats for the millionth time. I'm not complaining.

After 6 days of being intibated and all those days in PICU, I am thrilled to have him in a room, sitting up and watching movies between naps and walks around the floor. It is Friday and as "everyone knows", Friday is sundae making day in the playroom. (How did Todd luck out to be here for two, yes 2!, Fuel Pizza parties. That is more my style!)

We have had a very intense couple of weeks, preceeded by a very intense summer (no time, or heart, for blogging). I am "back logged" with thoughts, amazing stories of what has gone on this summer...with the house, sweet baby girl Gabi, Jackson and awesome big sis, Ashley.

For now, this simple update, from room 208...

Almost 2 weeks ago, Jackson was brought to the hospital, for an infection in his arm. After 36 hours of intense antibiotics and no visable change, Jackson was seen by a pediatric surgeon, sent for an MRI and then immediately into surgery. Here, the doctor had to remove a portion of Jackson's forearm. To say the situation was serious would be an understatement!

Later in the week, the surgeon let us know how serious it was...life threatening. Then, over the weekend, the attending pediatrician told Todd, "Your son is very lucky. People in his situation usually do not make it to the hospital." Well, how thankful to get this information after the fact. Seriously! I know it is God's grace that I made it through each day. And God's mercy that Jackson is alive.

We are so grateful. We have a long road ahead of us. I have seen God inspired inventions on this journey. Technology that would amaze you. Things that are used to save Jackson's arm and his life. I am grateful.

I am also grateful for the incredible friends that have offered to sit with us, spend the night with Jackson so we could get a night at home, texts from a far, meals, a friend that flew in...just for a few hours...because he and his wife wanted us to know that we are not alone. There are the amazing friends that have brought meals, offered to help with the girls, sent notes, left messages on the phone, prayed for us, telling others to pray for us, etc.

To be the recipient of all this love and outpouring of kindness leaves me speechless (a miracle in itself, right!?) and teary.

We continue to covet your prayers as we walk through this season. We do not know how long we will be here...at least another week, maybe longer.

Not sure what the path looks like from here on out. We definitely are not lost, just taking it slow, one day at a time.

Whirlwind...

2010-07-22T07:35:00.003-04:00

After waiting for three and a half years, we got that, now infamous, email...

"Your baby is waiting!"

From that moment, life seems to have been a whirlwind. Could it be true? We had been "close" a few times before. This time, we got our shots, started packing (truth be told, it took me less than a day...I'd already done it in my mind a million times over!), made arrangements for our kids, made phone calls, bought our tickets and obtained our visas. Whew!

It is like having a baby...you make all these plans, go through child birthing classes, tour the hospital, buy the needed supplies, feel a few contractions and then...POW! The real labor starts and all the fine planning is out the window and things are moving faster than the "idyllic vision" ever dreamed! We were there this time around as well. Only now, instead of labor snacks for Todd, our suitcase was filled with foil pouches of tuna!

As we flew over Africa, from Casablanca to Lome, I just looked out the window, listening to a compilation, on my ipod, that my sweet friend Janelle had put together for me. Two songs I played over and over, as tears streamed down my face, You Are For Me (Kari Jobe) and Flight Over Africa (John Barry). The long years of waiting had broken into a whirlwind that now had me flying over Africa to meet my daughter for the first time.

I did not know what to expect. I did know that I didn't want to miss as a single moment...not one. There had been too many tears, prayers, dreams, more tears and prayers leading to this moment. I wasn't going to miss anything.

Before we left the JFK, my dear friend Ruth sent me "Traveler's Prayer" from the The Transliterated Siddur...

"May it be Your will, Lord, My God and God of my ancestors, lead me, to direct my steps and to support me in peace. Lead me in life, tranquil and serene, until I arrive at where I am going. Deliver me from every enemy, ambush and hurt that I might encounter on the way and from all afflictions that visit and trouble the world. Bless the work of my hands. Let me receive divine grace and those loving acts of kindness and mercy in you eyes and in the eyes of all those I encounter. Listen to the voice of my appeal, for you are a God who responds to the prayerful supplication. Praised are you, Lord, who responds to prayer."

Responds indeed!

While stepping off the plane in Togo, I KNEW that the Lord was going before us. I also knew, immediately, that this would be the hottest place that I have ever been!

As our friends drove us from the airport to the YWAM location, I took in every sight, sound and smell. This was my daughter's country. I have a deep sense of needing to know everything I can, so that when she needs to remember, I can remember with her.

Two CERTAINLY is better than one...

2010-07-07T12:38:00.005-04:00

20 years ago today, my dream came true...I married my true love and my best friend.

I remember on our first anniversary I said, "Oh my gosh! I married a stranger. I thought I knew you so well when we got married, but that was just the tip of the iceberg." Now, 20 years later, I love to say that I am still getting to know new things about my guy. What an adventure!

Never, NEVER did I imagine what great treasures, and truths, we would discover on this journey. It has been really amazing. We have traveled the world together. We have seen dreams fulfilled. We have laughed. We have loved. We have cried. And, we have laughed and loved some more.

I'm not sure this is where I pictured us in 20 years...but then again, I never really "pictured" us. I just knew we would be having loads of adventures...together... that's all that mattered to me. Not sure what the future held, but knowing that God held the future.

So, when we reviewed our itinerary for Togo, we were pleasantly surprised to see that we had a layover in Casablanca, Morocco. (Yes! The same Casablanca as the movie.)

We looked at each other and said,

"Happy Anniversary Baby!"

Not only did we have a layover, Royal Air Maroc Airlines, put us up at the local hotel for the day. Oh, the life of a missionary...

So, needless to say, there is no need for the dream cruise to celebrate our 20th, no huge party. Our African Adventure was a celebration of a lifetime...and continues to be. We are one very happy couple that is more in love than ever. So blessed with our 3 beautiful children...it's so fun to say 3, three, 3!!!!!

We are intentional to see each day as a celebration and to thank God for the people that He has placed in our lives. Grateful for the places we have seen, the people we have met along the way and the lives that have touched ours. We are truly blessed beyond measure.

I'm excited to see what will unfold in the next 20 years...

home...

2010-07-06T16:10:00.006-04:00

What bliss!

We have been home for one month this week. It is so hard to believe. I don't even know where to begin. This has been quite the journey...to say the least.

In looking over the process, there is something that has been so rich and actually sacred for me. I haven't written for that reason...and all the other reasons that come with having a teenager, tween and a toddler all under my care!

I want to explore my journal here, over the next few weeks, to give you just a glimpse of this truly amazing journey. For today, the word is grateful...

and pictures speak thousands of words...

and the e-mail says...

2010-05-16T07:25:00.005-04:00

"Your baby is waiting for you!!!"

Okay, after waiting on her for three and a half years, this news was really mind blowing! It took me days to get my head and heart around it.

Needless to say, we are over the moon! ...and on our way to Africa!!!

We leave early this week. We have gone from waiting for all these years to moving at the speed of light, almost.

People have asked how they can help. There are a few ways...

Of course we covet your prayers for

*First and foremost, THANKSGIVING for all the the Lord has done, and his faithfulness to us

*safe travels there and back

*may we find favor with God and man, in all things

*grace and peace on our "home team"...our kids and our friend Kristina, who will be caring for them

*transition for baby and her aunts and uncles, who have been sacrificially caring for her since birth

*for a very special attachment to be formed between us and our newest little Hedgepeth (that sounds great, doesn't it?)

*finances...of course we have been putting money aside, and are so grateful for the generousity of family and friends. As this waiting period has swiftly turning to running, we are finding that we are still have a need. If you would like to help out financially, you can send your tax deductible donation to Youth With A Mission, 418 E. Franklin Street, Monroe, NC 28112. Please include, on a separate piece of paper, "Hedgepeth Baby".

*Oh, and in case any of us have forgotten, we are in the middle of a home renovation (how they do it in an hour on television is beyond me!) We have a team coming this next weekend. Bill is "on call"! We are in need of a skilled electrician, and HVAC person and many other volunteers. If you can get away in the next week or two, or if you want to knwo how you can help, please contact Bill Blatz at 804 426-4059. Let's "Get 'er done!"

Alright! This has been an incredible post to write...and it was only written for those who could not hear it from the roof tops!!!

As the word has gotten out, I have been overwhelmed at the response. There have been shouts and tears and dancing and singing and more tears and plans for parties...all in the last three days! I have seen, so very clearly, that we have not been on this long journey alone. There have been so many that have chosen to "slip on your flip flops, tie your shoes, pull up your boots"...and even walked in bedroom slippers...to be with us on this journey.

Thank you...we are forever grateful!

Now, let's keep moving folks... Our baby is waiting for us!!!!!!!!!

To Everything There is a Season...

2010-05-16T06:47:00.005-04:00

Oh, delight!

After a time of winter, April showers have brought May flowers! It is so lovely to see the colors of the flowers blooming all around, to smell the heavy fragrance in the air...oh, delight!

Just like each physical season has a beauty about it, the seasons of our lives has a beauty to it. We just need to have eyes to see it.

Lord, thank you for opening my eyes to the beauty of Your season's in my life!

Extreme Home Makeover Update!

2010-04-24T11:33:00.005-04:00

It is amazing to watch ABC's Extreme Home Makeover show. I always cry before the end of the show...I am so impacted by each family's story. I am overwhelmed by the goodness and generosity of "neighbors" and the faithfulness of God (whether others recognize it for that or not. I do!).

Now, Extreme Home Makeover, and the many other home improvement shows, not only get the job done in five days or less, with modern technology, it can happen anywhere from 30 minutes to an hour and a half, on my tv. If, and I say if, I have time to watch tv, I can see numerous shows in a single day! As inspiring as they are, it leaves me with a few unrealistic expectations. ("What do you mean you can't finish the siding in an hour?")

The truth be told...it takes a long time to build a house. I think it was Hillary Clinton that said, years ago, "It takes a village to raise a child." Well, mark my words, "It takes a village to raise a house!

Another awesome team from Ephrata United Zion Church

...along with Bill, Berkeley and my fam!

I appreciate you all SO much.

That being said, I now say a million THANKS to the "village people" that came two weeks ago to help. This project depends on the generosity of others, financial gifts and precious time and talent. We are so grateful!!!

Ty Pennington has nothing on this guy! Kyle was amazing. At seven years old, he would run to the "work site" every morning. He worked on a team that caulked all the interior seams, helping to keep the house well insulated.

A few "camera shy" crew members!

This team literally went to "new heights", working to complete this project. The weather was so beautiful, sun during the day, much needed rain at night. We still need to finish up the rest of the siding. Then, we will be able to finish the inside.

Thank you for all of your prayers on this project. We appreciate them! Keep them coming! Here are a few specific prayer points...

-thanks and praise for all of the friends that we have met

-safety for everyone working on this project

-blessings on all of the volunteers that have given of their time and talents

-continued blessings on Bill, for overseeing this project, and wisdom as he completes it

-finances to finish up soon, and well

-an electrician to complete the job

It has been an amazing process. Some discoveries from "The Process"...

-I find that I am more adventurous in trying new things out side of my skill set.

-I have learned that God's timing is not my timing, I trust Him.

-I am more relaxed in my mantra, "Everything has a place and everything in it's place." (Although, I LONG for the day that I can put everything back where it belongs!!!!!)

-Everything is going to be okay...to everything there is a season.

-God is so faithful!

-Life is good...God is GREAT!

Lots of Love. Locks of Love.

2010-04-11T19:41:00.006-04:00

My daughter is beautiful. I'm talking inside AND out.

Things have been a bit crazy around here the past few months...travel, home renovations, continued international adoption process, court cases, the passing of my grandpa and then the very recent passing of Todd's dad.

There has been no time for blogging, but there is ALWAYS time for my sweet girl! This week we took an early break from "home reno" stuff to go to the movies...at least that is what we told Dad!

We planned for a later night showing of "The Diary of a Whimpy Kid", so that we could stop by the mall for a hair cut and ear piercing! We were so thrilled to be pulling off this huge surprise.

Once at the hair salon, we realized that Ashley may have enough hair being cut off to donate to Locks of Love, a non-profit group that makes wigs for children that have lost their hair due to illness. (FYI...80% of hair donations are donated by children who want to help other children.) Ashley had 10 inches cut off!

As I sat there, watching her interact with Jamie, the stylist, I was overwhelmed with such joy. I could see that she and Ashley were talking away. When it was all said and done, Jamie told me what an amazing daughter I have. I have to agree.

Our prayers over the last few months have included two people very close to our hearts. Jane, who has battled breast cancer.

Spencer Daniel who has battled Ewing's Sarcoma. Both are doing great. Both have lost their hair. This was just one way that Ashley could do something in honor of both of them.

So, sweet Ashley got her ears pierced and her locks cut off. Tomorrow I will be sending 10 inches of her ultra thick hair to Locks of Love! Tomorrow she will be going back to school and showing all of her friends her "new look!"

A Mom's Love for her Son

2010-04-11T12:36:00.009-04:00

It's that time of year, where the rest of the world is challenged to try to understand ours.

April is Autism Awareness Month!!!

I am not looking for sympathy or pity. I do, however, want to advocate for awareness, compassion and action.

Autism is a very real situation for many more families than we, as a society, can really imagine. The numbers are only going up each year. At this point in history, there is no known prevention or cure for autism.

A few facts...
-Every 20 minutes another child is diagnosed with autism.
-1 in 110 children are diagnosed on the autism spectrum.
-1 in 67 boys are diagnosed with autism.
-500,000 (yes 500,000) children with autism will enter into adulthood in the next decade.

No one in their right mind would choose to enter into the "world of autism", but those of us who have arrived at this place have two choices...
1. to allow autism to dictate how we live
2. to dictate to autism how we will live

We have chosen the latter.

A few celebrities, who have arrived at this same place, have used their status as a podium to bring awareness and hope to others. Holly Robinson Peete has a great article that is a must read for those wanting to become more "aware".

Jenny McCarthy

Holly Robinson Peete

Then there is me, with MY guy!

Autism doesn't just happen to an individual. It happens to a family.

Not only do we want what is best for Jack, we want what is best for our family, and other families that face the same challenges that we face. I want to see options, and supports, in place that will help individuals and families in our little area of the world. Options and supports that allow Jack, and others, to get all the help they need in order to be everything they were destined to be!

The past few months have found me doing things that I wish I did not have to do.

I did not want to be sitting in a courtroom fighting for the right for my child to have adequate services provided to him, in order to reach his full potential later in life. I'd rather be scoping out YWAM locations or colleges for him to go to next year.

I did not want to have to file papers that will allow me to be appointed guardian of Jack after his 18th birthday. I'd rather be helping to fill out YWAM DTS or college applications for him.

You know, I cannot even "park" on these issues, before I know it, I would be sliding down a slippery slope into self pity. I was there YEARS ago. I'm not going back.

So, putting on my "big girl pants"...

...we are pointed to the future, moving ahead, unsure of exactly what we might discover.

KNOWING that the Lord is with us the entire time.

KNOWING that He will never leave us of forsake us.

KNOWING that each day is a gift.

KNOWING that He uses all things to make us more like Him.

KNOWING that His love for my son far out weighs the love I have for my son.

KNOWING that His ways are higher than mine.

It is His ways that we have chosen to follow...This Amazing Journey!

Snow Flurry Equations

2010-03-03T15:03:00.007-05:00

snow in the Monroe = 2 hour delays and cancellations=fun

Now, that is the kind of equation that we like around here! For the third time this year, we have had snow. Last night's snow did equal a 2 hour delay today. For me, it was glorious. In the middle of a busy week, all things "busy" came to a halt.

Last night's snow=2 hour delay=sleeping in=savoring great coffee and pancake breakfast!!!

French Press or Fresh Brewed?

" Pancakes up on two!"

Two weeks ago we were suppose to host a team from Ephrata who was coming to put the siding on the house. Well, a Nor' Easter blew in, giving them more snow than they had seen in a life time!

This is what we got...Narnia!

Todd and I took a midnight walk through the gate onto the ywam property.

It was glorious! The quiet that comes with the snow is breath taking. It is so pure and beautiful, majestic...quiet...lovely.

ywam-charlotte

too bad this equation is NOT true

snow=2 hour delay=2 hour school day extension!!!

Happy Wedding Day!

2010-02-27T09:51:00.005-05:00

From this day forward, February 27 will be know as the wedding anniversary of Bradford and Dana Hedgepeth!!!

Brad is Todd's youngest brother, and one of my most favorite people in the world! I have watched, sometimes from afar, as Brad has grown to be the man he is today. He is kind and gentle. He is funny and fun loving. He is a real gentleman and master of conversation. He has a great sense of adventure. He is the favorite uncle...young enough to run with "the gang", old enough to offer sage advice.

How excited we were when "Uncle Brad" chose Charlotte, NC to start his adult life and teaching career. As a teacher and baseball coach, he has the opportunity to impact many lives. As a resident of Charlotte, he has the opportunity to impact our lives as well. We are grateful.

It is with great delight that we welcome Dana Clerico into our family and into our lives! Dana is also a teacher who has changed the world around her! And she is quite wonderful. In just the little while that we have known her, we have come to love her so dearly.

Together, this Dynamic Duo, is embarking on a Grand Adventure! We are thrilled to be joining them!

Congratulations! Happy Wedding Day to two of my favorite people on this earth!

Oh, my...how time flies!

2010-02-25T19:32:00.005-05:00

It's been over a month since I have posted. Let me assure you, it is not for lack of stories, let me tell you!

Listen, life has been full, more full than I would like, but full none the less. I really want to embrace each day...live it to the fullest. With a few crazy things going on around me, I have found "refuge" in a task that has cleared my mind and been a sweet time with the Lord.

A few months ago, we discovered that we could save A LOT of money on our renovation by painting the siding ourselves...myself.

Todd did give it a go when I was out of town earlier this month. He called me to say, "We have had a religious experience at the house and I'm sure it is not Christian!" I asked him to explain. He went on to say, "I worship your painting skills. I am not worthy to hold your paint brush." Honey, please explain more...

He said that he was trying to paint the siding and found it to be so tedious! He did not know how I had been able to do what I had done so far.

Oh, appreciation goes a long way, Baby!

So, while I was away, Todd, our friend Del and Bill worked on the awnings, interior walls and other stuff.

Todd was happy to leave the painting to me! I was happy for him to leave the painting to me. It has been my place of solace. It has been the place where I have prayed for friends, for myself, reflected on times gone by and simply praised God for the works that He is doing in my life. And I do mean "works", plural.

It is amazing to me, how when my hands are engaged in a task, my mind is so free to engage in conversation with the Lord. What sweet conversations they have been. I will always look back on this home building process and see what a special time it has been, and remember all that the Lord has done...with the house and in my life.

The siding awaits skilled hands, for the next step.

Weekend Warriors!

2010-01-24T09:10:00.006-05:00

Last Friday the "Weekend Warriors" rolled in from Ephrata United Zion Church! This team arrived as we were getting kids up and off to school. They unloaded their tools, stretched their legs from riding all night, had a warm breakfast and then hit the work site. These guys were ready to roll!

They spent two and a half days installing windows, painting trim pieces, tearing out a back wall, building stairs and building friendships that will last a lifetime.

Ashley really got into it too! She learned how to do demo, build stairs, as well as painting like a pro. Seriously, this 11 year old can paint! She listened well to Mark and ended up "schooling" me a bit (and I am a pretty good painter).

(She also learned how to enter a locked house with a simple credit card...mmmm....I guess that will come in handy when there is no small child to send through a bathroom window or down a wood shoot to enter the house to then let mommy and daddy through the front door!)

The weekend was a family affair...not just for the Hedgepeths either! Mark had his son Jeremy with him, and John and his son John Boy/Little John were back for more! (they came with Mark the first trip).

It was such a delight to have these guys around our table. I just love meal times...to hear stories and share laughter. It really was wonderful.

Thank you Weekend Warriors!

And a special thanks to the Warrior families, those who let your guys come to help out here. Special blessings on you for sharing!

God of Faithfulness

2010-01-22T17:58:00.002-05:00

Our hearts and prayers have been for Haiti this week as we have watched the television and gotten word from friends.

YWAM Haiti has posted news here. It is incredible, on the ground, real time footage.

When I hear the stories of rescues, I am absolutely amazed at God's faithfulness!

Just moments ago, I got an email from YWAM-Orlando. Friends had sent out an email, letting us know that a YWAM team, in Port-au-Prince had just pulled out a man that had been under the rubble for 10 days! His wife was there when they pulled him out, he was talking. He is at the hospital at this very moment. PRAY!

My mother-in-law told me of her friend's orphanage that sustained NO damage during the earth quake. The week prior to the quake, they had gotten days and days of rain, in a usually dry season. The directors at the orphanage were so puzzled by this crazy weather...until the day after the quake. All their cisterns are FULL of pure, clean water.

God is faithful. Please continue to pray. There are so many people responding to this great need. (I have heard that financial giving has already surpassed that given towards Hurricane Katrina). We have friends leaving out of YWAM-Orlando on Sunday to give a hand.

Again...pray! There are so many miraculous stories yet to be told.

Our prayers make a difference!

A Beautiful Day in the Neighborhood...

2010-01-12T15:53:00.011-05:00

Skies are overcast...looking like some sort of precipitation may fall. Temperatures are chilly. And yet, there is a warm, yellow glow coming through the front door...hhmmm.

Global warming?

No! It's the Pella truck!!!!!

That's right Ladies and Gentlemen. Our long anticipated windows and doors arrived today. What a beautiful site! I greeted the two delivery men with an eager, "Hello!" and explained that this was an amazing day!

As I followed them up the stairs, camera in hand, the song from Sesame Street (correction: Mister Rogers!) bounced into my head..."It's a beautiful Day in the Neighborhood!" Boy, is it ever.

When we first started this project, I was so excited about the possibilities. A place for Jackson, more room for our family, a place for our students and staff to gather together in worship and play. Then, crunching numbers, looking at requirements that come with living in a Historic District and reviewing time tables...it was a bit daunting, to say the least.

I remember talking to the Lord in "those first days" and saying, "This is a bit overwhelming Lord. How?" This thought came into my head, "Start with the doors and windows."

So, I started praying for the Lord to provide doors and windows. I found that when I broke it down, into bite sized pieces, it was manageable. Oh, the wisdom of the Lord! I have found that the doors and windows seemed to be the biggest challenge as well...matching the windows on our existing 100 year old house (Happy Birthday House!), pricing of doors and windows (who knew?), just to name a few.

Well, again, God in His infinite wisdom, had me start in the right place...doors and windows.

Through a friend in Minnesota, who uses Pella, we were put in contact with the Pella rep here. They really wanted to work with us and viola! Today our windows arrived.

I believe that the doors and windows are significant. As you know, we enter and exit through doors, and we see the world around us through windows. Well, as I began praying for our doors and windows, I found myself praying that we would see the world as Jesus sees the world. I started praying that the nations of the world would walk through these doors and then back out into the nations.

My prayer times were not just about getting a need met, but about equipping a generation that would reach beyond themselves into a world that is in deep need of the love and compassion of the Father. From this place, the nations of the world will be impacted...and we are starting here.

We have a ways to go, but we are moving forward. We continue to trust the Lord to provide finances and the labor to see this work completed. And that is just the beginning...

This is a place where people can see the world and be moved forward to engage with the world at large!

This is a facebook status today from one of my friends, a young lady currently in our DTS doing her outreach in India...

"There is nothing in the world like a Hyderabad sunrise. God's heart burns bright in India, it's overwhelming...each day I am consumed by His glory."

-Stephanie

She is looking out of God's window, onto His beautiful creation. Glory! That is what it is all about.

P.S. I did not send my delivery guys off empty handed. I quickly packed up a bag of goodies for the drive back to Greensboro...hot chocolate with about 25 mini marshmallows, homemade cookies, goldfish (my kids are not too big for that snack) and a few other things from the pantry. Todd thinks they may be back with another delivery tomorrow.

What a year to celebrate!

2010-01-06T10:49:00.002-05:00

Happy New Year! The beginning of a new decade. That really is so amazing to me.

2010 is definitely a year of celebration for us.

Youth With A Mission is 50 years old... Jubilee!

Todd has been with YWAM for 25 years! (total honor for him)

I has been with YWAM for 20 years! (what a privilege for me)

Todd and I will celebrate 20 years of marriage...some years filled with total bliss, others with deep challenges, all with deep love, a sense of humor and true commitment.

We will all celebrate Jackson's 18 years!

Oh there is always something, or someone to celebrate. These are just a few "landmark" celebrations...sign posts along the way.

We also hope that 2010 marks...
-the completion of our adoption process
-the completion of our home addition
-a renewed passion for loving God and loving others

I am so grateful, in this new year, that the Lord promises that our days, and time, are in HIS hands.

Lord, thank you for the way you have "handled" my life. For the way in which you have worked all things together for your good.

May Habakkuk 3:18 mark my life this year...

"Yet will I rejoice in the Lord, I will JOY in the God of my salvation."

Christmas All Year 'Round

2009-12-29T10:53:00.003-05:00

Oh, how I love Christmas. If you know me, you KNOW I do! ( PRe CHriStMAs: "Family, I know it is Thanksgiving Day, but we should go get our tree...we want to get the BEST one!" PoST ChrIStmaS: "Family, do you think our most beautiful tree can make it through to Valentine's Day?")

Even so, more than I love Christmas, I love Christ.

This year, Todd was sharing with our little family, some of his thoughts on Christmas and what it means. Here is what I heard from this man of mine...

So many times we get all ready for Christmas with decorations, presents and celebrations...as we should. But for us (The Hedgepeths), it needs to be more than a season, or time of year... Christmas is a way of life!

-Our lives are reflections (decorations) of Christ and His love for others.

-We have the priviledge of sharing (giving presents) the love and TRUTH of Christ with a hurting and needy world.

-Daily we celebrate who Christ is and what He has done through His redemption and restoration of our lives and the lives of those around the world.

What beautiful things to ponder.

Who IS coming to dinner?

2009-12-28T17:45:00.008-05:00

Tonight I came home from a staff meeting to find the table cleared of laundry and set, with cloth napkins and a dish of perfectly cut limes.

The table is set for six.

The lighting is low.

I asked Todd what was going on. He didn't know because Jackson is the one who did all of this.

Hmmmm...

Earlier today, I made a homemade turkey soup with egg noodles, carrots, celery, garlic...mmmm good! It had been on the stove for most of the day.

At one point, Jackson became very agitated. I asked him to tell me what he wanted. He got his talker and said, "I want dinner."

"Well buddy, it's only 2:30."

I had to run out to meetings.

I came home to this. It is really quite wonderful. I just wish he would tell us who is coming to dinner.

If you are hungry, please stop by.

The food is hot and the company is sweet!

I promise, you will be well cared for.

Friends Around My Table

2009-12-21T20:26:00.018-05:00

Tonight, I am overwhelmed with a sense of gratitude. Thankfulness for all those friends, big and small, who have gathered around our table this year. We are so ...BLESSED!

We have had most of our family around our table this year, at one time or another.

Friends have come for visits.

Friends have gathered to be creative and to laugh and to get their fill of joy and camaraderie.

"New Friends", meeting us for the first time, have come to work on our home, to leave their fingerprints all over the place...masonry, framing, electrical, electrical and more electrical.

We are so grateful for those who have sat and shared LIFE with us. Thank you...this is such a precious gift to us.

Treasures in the Attic

2009-12-15T21:25:00.009-05:00

Growing up in Minnesota, we did not have an attic. None of my grandparents had attics. (I do not even think we had friends who had attics.)

I would read a book, or see a movie, that had an attic in it. The attics always had a sense of discovery about them. Old trunks to be gone through, some treasure waiting to be discovered.

Oh, the romance of it all.

We had basements. They can be a bit on the scary side. Even at my own house, I would turn the light off at the bottom of the stairs and take the stairs two at a time...outrunning whatever might be chasing me! (That is so funny to me to think about now.)

Well, this house has an attic. Oh how glorious! I had toys in one corner, Christmas decorations in another, bins of baby clothes, a few treasures and a bit of...mmm...stuff (can't bring myself to say "junk"). Well, all that "stuff" had to come down to the main level due to renovations.

Our little house has become smaller and smaller as we have brought bin after bin down! We have turned Jackson's room into a storage room of sorts.

I have already gone through my treasures and given things away, sold a few things, and then put the rest into Jackson's room. The longer it stays in there, the more I want to go through it and whittle my "keep pile" down a little bit more.

What happens when our house is finished? I will want to use some of these treasures to decorate and "clutter" our new space!

We have talked, and dreamed, about what each room should look like. Any evening you can hear...

"The family room could look like this!"

"I think Jackson would like that."

But, we have never discussed the attic. I definitely need to be able to move some things back into that space. We will have easy access through a little door in Ashley's room. We have already called it "The Door to Narnia."

What treasures should be in there? What stories will be told by those who have the joy of discovering these things of old? How exciting to imagine...

...how exciting to have my house back!

Sound of Angels

2009-11-07T13:49:00.010-05:00

Summer has quickly turned to Fall, and with that, Fall has quickly brought some chilly weather.

Oh, the colors are vibrant, the smells are intoxicating and the crunch of leaves beneath my feet...exhilarating.

It's the red nose in the morning, sticking out from beneath the two comforters, down duvet and one quilt that bring hesitation to my day.

So, you can imagine my excitement when I heard the sweet sound of angels this morning, rrrhhmmm, I mean the sweet sound of nail guns, in the hands of roofers this morning! Yes. Our roof is going on today! It is a beautiful day! (warmer outside than in, HVAC is next).

We are so grateful.

Not to be Out Done...

2009-10-21T15:53:00.005-04:00

My little "Munchkin" just loves Jane.

She also loves anything creative, crafty, artsy...

So, when she heard what Leslie and I were doing, she wanted to do a bra too! I went to TJMaxx and bought another bra and she "had at it."

I have to tell you. She brings some serious competition. I am so proud of her, in so many ways. She loves doing stuff like this, but really, it is her way to honor Jane. It is something, that as a young lady, she can do and know that it matters.

This one is entitled...

"Got the Ta-Tas Covered!"

(She just thinks that Janes car magnet "save the ta-tas" is so funny! I guess to an 11 year old it is funny!)

Bras for the Cause

2009-10-21T15:02:00.013-04:00

Yes! I am serious.

Recently, I was at the hospital when I spotted a hot pink and black flier..."Bras for the Cause!" It caught my attention. It said, "Design and create an 'art bra' to help raise awareness about breast cancer."

Say no more...you had me at "art"!

So, I got to spend an incredible day with my friend Leslie, in her art room, creating a bra in honor of Jane. (This art room is wonderful!!! In December 2008 I gave you a peek into Tammi's art room. No wonder these friends are so inspired!!!)

We had gathered supplies and a bra and came together with ideas. A late entry into our ideas was "Boobs of Steel". It just clicked and we went crazy. We laughed and giggled and created. We think we have a winner here! You tell me...

If you live in Union County, please go to Carolinas Medical Center-Union on Thursday, October 22 from 7 am-5 pm and Friday, October 23 from 7 am - 12 pm to vote for our bra! (Yes! It is a competition.) For more information on this fund raiser, visit www.tickledpink4breastcancer.com.

Happy Birthday, Baby

2009-10-19T14:36:00.010-04:00

Today we send birthday wishes to our sweet girl in Africa...Baby turns three today! It's hard to believe.

This adoption journey has been so long. It is one thing to go through the process of paperwork, home studies, interviews, etc. and then wait for a baby to be born. It is an entirely different thing to KNOW your baby and then wait those same years. In the meantime, she is growing, bonding with her family that cares for her and the world turns...we wait.

We would have loved to have had these last three years. I would have loved to hug her, cuddle her, bathe her, diaper her and sing lullabies to her. (I'm pretty sure I could still do that...she just will take up a bit more space in my arms.)

What I know is this...the Lord placed this little girl in our hearts. We love her in a way that is indescribable.

We continue to wait.

We have no idea what the Lord is up to. These things we do know...

-He is in control.

-He knows what is going on.

-We need to walk out in all the things He has called us to do...mentoring young leaders, lead a YWAM work, raise our children in the ways of God, etc.

-He who called us is faithful.

-He will complete what He started.

-We will continue to serve, with JOY, no matter the outcome.

-He is trustworthy.

These days we pray for a resolution. We also ask for the Lord to continue to guard all hearts involved. Yes. We are still pursuing Baby. We covet your prayers.

Please join with us, as we celebrate this beautiful life and all that God has in store.

"Before I shaped you in the womb, I knew all about you. Before you saw the light of day, I had holy plans for you."

-Jeremiah 1:5 (The Message)

Happy Birthday Baby!

Plain Jane

2009-10-08T21:29:00.001-04:00

If you have been out at all lately, you will have seen pink EVERYWHERE! Pink ribbons on people, cars sporting the magnet "save the ta-tas!", pink Kitchen Aid mixers at Target, etc.

FYI...it is Breast Cancer Awareness month.

In recent years, I have not needed a calendar month to bring me to an awareness of breast cancer. I have dear friends, who's diagnosis of breast cancer have brought an awareness to me. The most recent "awareness" came five weeks ago, when my sweet, precious friend Jane was diagnosed with bc.

I love Jane so much...there are no words. Her and her husband David are terrific friends.

She is amazing, hysterically funny, generous, a straight talker, a great listener, particular, knowledgable...a true and forever friend.

With that, I introduce a new blog to you...www.nothingplainaboutjane.blogspot.com.

Here you can follow Jane's journey, know how to pray for her, write notes of encouragement and pray some more. Thanks friends!

Paris! Mi' Amour

2009-10-08T21:28:00.003-04:00

Hubs has been in Norway all week. Oh, the perks of missionary life! Seriously, he was teaching in the Discipleship Training School there. He just loves time with students. From the sounds of it, he has been refreshed!

Another highlight of it all, is spending time with life long friends, Runar and Alice Byberg!

They pioneered the base in Skien, Norway. (One of the most beautiful places in the world!!!) And are the base leaders there.

Runar did his DTS in Hawaii, while Todd was staffing. After his military service, Runar moved to NYC to work with us there. That is where we forged such deep, deep friendship. Oh, the stories.

I am so grateful for Todd to have had this time away.

As we are preparing for his return, I received an e-mail from him, stating that "if all goes well in Paris...blah, blah, blah." I totally zoned out after that. Paris!? Without me!? Well, he will most likely spend all his time in the airport...getting glimpses of Paris from the window of an airplane.

Still...Paris...mmm

What a difference a day makes!

2009-09-29T21:29:00.019-04:00

View from my kitchen window this morning!

Tarps are gone and the sun is shining! It's a brand new day!

The tresses arrived!

Clyde was happy to deliver!

The view from my front porch!

The troops arrived from Charlotte. Thanks Lester, Stephen, Dale, Rollo, Rob and Marcus!

...and Nashville. Thanks Josh!

The crane operator was catching a nap...gotcha!!!

What a glorious sight!

The view from my kitchen window this evening!

My little neighbor, 12, was out ALL day, sitting here...watching what God was doing, through the action of the saints. Our postman, Mike, stopped by. His comment, "There is still some good in this world."

Yes Mike, there is.

We are grateful!

As I See Things...

2009-09-27T10:14:00.006-04:00

The current view from my kitchen window.

The beautiful rain drops hang delicately from the tarp, giving it the appearance of beads hanging from fabric.

It makes me think of India.

I am reminded of the rich, brilliant colors of saris, decorated with beads and sequins...the beautiful people that wear the colorful clothing.

We've talked a lot about our home addition, and of "lessons learned". We have been so excited about Jackson having a place. We are just as excited to see the "family room" come together.

You see, it is from this room that we will be able to train and release young people, with a heart for the Lord, into All the World. It is a place where we will gather and laugh, pray, share stories, worship, play games and grow in relationship with the Lord and with one another. It is a place where we will learn and grow in the ways of God.

As I see things, we are not just building for the sake of building. As I see things, we are building the kingdom of God. We are building bridges that allow young people to walk fully into their destiny's. We are building bridges that lead to the nations.

As I see things, I realize that I am only getting a glimpse of all that God is wanting to do...here and around the world.

As I see things, I want God to help me to see things BIGGER...through His perspective.

As I see things, I want to see how He sees.

Important Things to Know

2009-09-20T15:17:00.004-04:00

I love learning. Not just for the sake of gathering information, but to be able to do things. I also think it keeps a person young!

Well, I have learned a few things along this current leg of the journey. I think they are very important. You may find them invaluable as well. Here they are...

1. If you are working on a ladder and it starts to fall, you should "ride it" as far as you can. As it gets closer to the ground, you can just jump, or step off, to the ground. A fall from 2 feet is much less dangerous than a fall from 20. Good to know...impressive to watch.

2. If you get shot with a nail gun, or step on a nail, (I choose the later) it is best to leave it in place and have it surgically removed. You see, when that nail entered your body it brought with it a host of friends...germs, debris, etc. Also, as it is lodged in your body, it is stopping the blood from gushing out. It is better to let a surgical team remove the foreign object and all that it entails. Leave it to the professionals. (This has not actually happened on our site...just one of the stories that comes up).

3. It is much easier to set up tarps on an open roof to keep things dry, on a clear, bright day. It presents a challenge at 11:50 pm, in the midst of torrential rains. We actually thought we were covered until said rains come through light fixtures, ceilings and door frames. (I wonder what inspired the inventor of "Dry Vac/ Wet Vac"?)

4. You should not be too concerned when 11 year old daughter breaks out into show tunes while sweeping water off decking...until in turns to "It's a Hard Knock Life" from Annie. I'm thinking it's not necessarily the work she had to do, but rather the fact that she had a broom in her hand...choreography was just too tempting!

There is much more to come. A little practicality, with a dash of levity, goes along way.

an old married couple

2009-09-01T21:26:00.008-04:00

Their room has twin beds...just like Ricky and Lucy.

At night, we can hear the "lady" shout to the man, "Roll over! You're snoring!"

He is disgruntle about the lights being on...so she can read, of course. Just like a good husband, he rolls over, pulling the blankets over his head.

She has to have her music playing through the night. I think he can sleep through anything.

No. I am not describing the couple across the street. I'm describing the couple in the next room! They are not married, but they are related. They are my children!

Space is getting tight around here. (I could say "tighter" because things were pretty tight prior to the renovations). Before we can raise the roof, we need to empty the attic. The only place for those "treasures" would be Jackson's room.

Once we made that "placement decision", we moved Jack into the same room as Ashley.

"And how's that working out?!" was my friend Leslie's response. (She knows there will be stories with this decision...oh, the stories.)

Todd will say, "This is the best thing that could have happened to Ashley during this process." I guess I would agree. I'm not sure she would...at this point anyway.

How many times, when I am being squeezed, do I exclaim, "Wow! This is just the best thing!"

Rather, I cry a little bit, sometimes sulk and even question the purposes/wisdom of such a decision.

"Lord, I know you are Creator of the universe. King of Kings and Lord of Lords, but WHAT IN THE WORLD WERE YOU THINKING!!!?"

"Lord, are you sure you love me."

"Excuse me, Lord? Uh, I don't want to be pushy or anything, but I think you may have forgotten about me."

"Why me!??!"

And to all this, I think the Lord smiles to Himself. He is not distant from the process, but instead is in the throws of it. He continues to love me. He offers grace. He is patient and kind.

And, His truth rings out.

*His ways are higher than mine.

*He is in control.

*He knows what is best for me, HIS creation (not the other way around!)

"And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose."

-Romans 8:28

In this passage, the "works for good" has been translated to mean "making us more like Christ." Whew. That is big stuff. These different "processes" that I am going through, hopefully, are making me more like Christ.

Lord, help me to submit to the process, allowing you to chisel/shape/form me to be more like you.

Getting back to the "old married couple" in the next room...

Mike Huckabee was recently quoted with this, "Marriage is not about making you happy, it is about making you holy!"

When Ashley was small, she told me that when she and Jackson got married (to each other) that they wanted to sleep in the living room so that they could have a television in their room too.

I think she has changed her mind!

Sweet Surprise!

2009-08-07T16:53:00.006-04:00

"Hello Miss Vickie!" yelled a little boy walking toward me this afternoon.

My heart literally lept with joy when I saw who it was. It was my friend "Fred" (posting from October 12, 2008, "Thank God for adorable pajamas!"). He looked so good...healthy, his heart was happy, and he was ready for the BIG hug I laid on him. He had a smile from ear to ear.

I have to admit, I have not always been happy to see Fred coming my way. I would love to say that I always acted like the "Good Samaritan" when Fred was around, but that would be a lie. I would get frustrated with his vocabulary, him demanding to use my phone (he learned "please" really fast on that one) and just the bad attitude he would have walking through my yard. Sometimes I just did not like the "inconvenience".

Then there were the days that the Lord used Fred to speak to me about real love and service to others...the walk that comes with the talk. The days when my heart was so broken over a little boy and his brother, wanting them to know the love of Jesus, the destiny and purposes that He has for them.

I remember the day, this spring, when I heard Fred's screams before he knocked on my door. His brother had turned the peddles on the bike, where Fred had his hands in the chain. Needless to say, it was bleeding and very painful...especially after big brother offered to "help" by pouring rubbing alcohol all over Fred's injuries. Hhhmmmm.

As I was tending to Fred's hand, I remember praying that the Lord would minister to this little guy's heart. It really was a sweet moment. A few months later, Fred and his family were gone...vanished almost. They left all of their belongings in their rental house and we had not heard from them or seen them...until today.

Over the past few months, while I am outside working, or having a time of praying for the neighborhood, I have asked the Lord about my little neighbors that have moved away. (Another little friend, Saira, also moved out after being here for a very long time). Who would He have us minister to? Did I do enough to impact these lives of my little friends?

I sensed that the Lord was saying the He knows where they are, never out of His sight, and that He will bring others into their lives to nurture them. The seeds that have been planted and watered while they were "in our care", are ultimately the responsibility of the Master Gardener. My responsibility is to pray for them.

To have Fred come by today was so encouraging. To see that he looks well, it just reminds me of the faithfulness of God. It also reminds me that God is continually at work. He is a God of Hope. Redemption. Restoration.

Sounds of Summer

2009-07-26T21:38:00.021-04:00

Summer is officially over for the Hedgepeth children, as school is back in session! Oh, we will still have weekends in the sun, Popsicles and some lazy, hazy afternoons.

It was a BIG day for us, as Ashley started Middle School. (Each new school year gives pause to ponder.) Last summer I reflected on our beach trip, blueberries and Hannah Montana.

For me, this summer will always be remembered as "The Summer of Taylor Swift" (and drama camp, slumber parties, lip gloss, ipods, dress up...for real, and Cabin Camp)!

This is the summer my little girl grew up just a little bit more.

-summer 2004-

-first day of school 2009-

I gaze upon her with such deep love, a sense of pride and tremendous joy! I have been blessed beyond measure. I have a thankful, grateful heart.

As she goes out on her own, a little bit further each day. I ask the Lord to guide her and protect her. I pray that she would be a woman of influence, a friend to many. I pray for me, to have the grace to let her go, knowing that the Lord is the one who promises to be a light unto her path and a lamp unto her feet.

P.S. I did cry when we pulled away from the curb of the Middle School. I didn't think I would...who was I fooling? My sweet husband just looked over at me and smiled...as we drove away.

Perspective

2009-07-25T19:49:00.014-04:00

This week our area has gotten some much needed rain. Well, actually, we have gotten a ton of rain. Or so it has seemed. We have had slightly overcast days give way to torrential downpours in the night. (Now, if you read my last posting, you know that we are waiting on phase IV...the roof part...yeah, that means water coming onto the addition.)

What we have up for the addition is not being damaged by the rain, but we do not want water standing on any part. With Todd being in New Orleans this week with three different teams, I am the primary maintenance person around here. Each morning I have had the opportunity to "sweep" and "vacuum" (dry vac) our addition. The first day I used the push broom to move the water out the door, followed up with the shop vac.

The next morning I realized that I really needed to climb the ladder to the second floor and start there, then move to the first floor. Wow! What a view from up there.

From this perspective, the light shines differently. How wonderful to see a tree from above it's canopy! Things appear much different than they do from my previous position. Nothing has changed, except my position.

Oh Lord, you are so patient with me.

How many times have I been worried about something that I cannot change? Been overcome by the things around me? How many times have I gotten caught up in comparison...based on my view point? When I step back, I seem to get a clearer view. When I dare to see things from God's view point, it all comes into...perspective. I have no need to worry, doubt or compare.

Lord, may I remember to see from your perspective. Let me see "The Big Picture".

Unless the Lord...

2009-07-23T19:31:00.014-04:00

"Unless the Lord builds the house, they labor in vain who build it; unless the Lord guards the city, the watchman keeps awake in vain."
-Psalm 127:1

It has been so amazing to see what the Lord has done here at the Hedgepeth House! We have seen three phases completed. It really is awesome. We continue to rejoice in this project that the Lord has started, and is sure to finish.

During this last phase, we found ourselves sitting livingroom after dinner, sharing with one another. The passion in Bill is absolutely contagious! He was sharing with Lyle and Chris about the project. He shared something like this...

This is not about building a house for the Hedgepeths. This is about building the Kingdom of God. That is not just a large familyroom, that is a room that will host people from the nations, training them to go the the Nations! That apartment for Jackson is not just an apartment, it is a place that provides security for both Jackson and his parents. It allows Todd and Vickie to do what God has called them to do...without worry for Jackson.

This whole project is bigger than we can imagine. The impact that this will have on the eternity cannot be measured at this time. Thank you for being a part of it.

Bill went on to tell the guys that their talents are gifts from the Lord. They are really good at what they do. (Bill did say that these guys are as good as it gets! They did an amazing job!)

Todd and I are just so grateful that they came to "share" their gifts.

I've reflected a bit more on that night. What are the gifts that I have that I just see as "things that I do," that are really placed in me by Creator God?

God has given each of us gifts...gifts of organization, creativity, good with numbers, people person, carpentry, entertaining, etc., etc..

Gifts are things that we find coming more easily to us, not something we force ourselves into. When I am expressing my "gifts", it really is a gift to myself as well as others, right? I am using it to bring joy to God and others, and I find I am refreshed and energized at the same time. When I have to force it, it comes with a load of stress. (I hear the words of the Psalmist, "Unless the Lord builds the house (gives the gift)".)

With this project, we have seen the Lord's favor. People have been sharing their gifts of finances, talents and friendship. Inspections have gone well. We are so thankful. We are having fun with this...excited to see the next thing that God is going to do with the project.

We are currently waiting on a variance from the city. We meet with them mid August. We have the walls up, floors done. Phase IV will be the second floor interior wall and the raising of the roof. So far, our three phases have added up to 7 working days! Whew!

...unless the Lord builds the house.

Love of My Life

2009-07-07T09:41:00.005-04:00

Happy Anniversary, Sweat Heart!
1-2-3-4
Thank you for an amazing love story and a happily ever after!

xoxoxoxoxo

Rome Wasn't Built in a Day...

2009-07-07T08:45:00.018-04:00

...but we don't live in Rome!

We are blown away around here at the Hedgepeth House, Hamewith. Phase III is in full swing this morning!!

Bill and Christian arrived on Sunday afternoon, followed by another set from Lancaster, more specifically Ephrata United Zion Church...Lyle and Chris. These guys both work in family businesses and have young families. They left that to come and frame our house this week! Again, we are blessed beyond measure.

The house is really coming together. Bill says that this part is so fun because it goes so fast. It really is awesome! These pictures are from yesterday...

These guys worked tirelessly. By dinner two walls were up on the first floor! We are all so amazed and excited. It is so fun for us to watch Jackson. He is up with them before 7 am to get started. Yesterday Chris and Lyle let him hang with them. He was able to tighten the nuts on the bolts with a power drill...H-E-L-L-O! (Power tools are awesome!) He also helped to move lumber.

This morning he was out "observing". Before too long he had the cinnamon rolls, Gatorade and napkins out! I think that Jackson really gets what is going on here. It brings tears to my eyes.

A few years ago, we had Jackson with us at a YWAM Conference. John Dawson, the current president of our mission, spoke to Jackson. He put his hand on Jackson's head and said, "Jackson, we love you. I want you to know that there will always be a place for you in this mission. You are a part of us." That spoke volumes to us. This project says that to Jackson again. "There will always be a place for you."

A few pictures from early this morning...

Materials!

2009-06-28T13:58:00.010-04:00

"And my God will meet all your needs according to His glorious riches in Christ Jesus."

-Phil. 4:19

We're ready to "r-u-m-b-l-e!"

Weekend Warriors

2009-06-28T13:42:00.013-04:00

The weekend got off to a great start! With all the materials in place, Bill and Todd prepared for the guys from PA to arrive. These guys took a few days off a few days to drive down from the Lancaster area, to lay the foundation of our home. Their actions speak to the foundations of our hearts as well.

Bill spent some sweet time with Ashley explaining the importance of a firm foundation...in house building as well as in life building.

At first, our friend Mark was going to come down with a friend and lay the block and brick. He has been sharing our need with his church. Pretty soon, there were five guys that wanted to come down with Mark, to help us here. Including John Boy...who is 11. He and his dad took this trip together. These guys all worked like crazy!

We first met Mark when he come to do a Discipleship Training School at YWAM-New York, when Todd and I were there. Last year he brought his youth group, and his family, down to do Mission Adventures. It has been awesome to be reconnected. It is so special to have his handiwork, at a very foundational level, displayed at our home.

Two of Todd's brothers joined in the fun...Lance and Brad Ford.

Jackson loves being able to be a part of building his new house! It was so sweet, as the younger guys prayed over the meals during the weekend, they thanked God for "helping us to build Jackson's new house."

Thanks Bill, Barry, John, John Boy, Jansen, Kevin and Mark! Lance and Brad too! You guys blessed our socks off!!! All the work that you did here, as well as at the YWAM base. We are so encouraged and refreshed by your visit...and so thankful for the firm foundation that you have laid here (and all the other handy man tasks you did). Bless you guys! Can't wait for you to come again.

Ready to Roll

2009-06-19T19:06:00.020-04:00

Ready. Set. Roll.

Last Monday we got things rollin' around here.

Bill came in on Sunday with a "new to us" friend, Christian. We all had dinner together and then got right to work discussing strategies and preparing tools.

Just a few days before, Todd had been in New Orleans (NOLA) setting a few things up for our summer outreaches there. While he was away, the person who was going to dig our footings and level out the area had to cancel. Bummer for a few reasons...

1. Bill was already scheduled to be here, with a friend.

2. This person doing the job was giving us a really good deal

3. Todd was out of town.

"Lord, this is your project," I whispered in my heart.

Todd felt like I should give our friend Jerry (different than "Lumberjack Jerry") a call and explain the situation. The next thing I know is this...

1. Jerry will meet the Bobcat at our house on Monday morning.

2. We will have the use of it for the whole day, at no cost to us.

3. Jerry will operate it. Thank you Jerry!

The next two days were busy around here. The birds were a bit out of sorts with all the commotion. (They weren't the only ones!)

They say a picture is worth a thousand words...

Our patio, last summer.

Bill, triple checking measurements and markings.

These pictures cover two very productive days. Days filled with blood (Cookie fell out the back door and scuffed her nose on the new cement), sweat (100 + degree days, high humidity) and tears (we are overwhelmed with the kindness and generosity of the people in our lives, and God's goodness to us).

We are so grateful, and totally amazed, with what is going on around here. Only the Lord could have orchestrated something like this. We continued to be grateful for the way that our friends and family, and even a stranger or two, have surrounded us on this project.

We are forever grateful...

T-I-M-B-E-R !!!

2009-06-15T07:01:00.014-04:00

We have so much shade in our yard, it is hard for me to have gardens. The ones that I have run along the sides of our fence and are shade loving plants. (No veggie garden for this girl. Coming from a family of gardeners, this is a "bit" sad for me.)

A few years ago, when I discovered that our pecan tree was a pecan tree, I was thrilled. I could harvest pecans! (note: pecan trees do not give a harvest every year. With this particular tree, I have a good harvest about every two or three years.) This last year was a great year for us. Those pecans are great in cookies, breads, muesli cereal, or simply roasted...mmmm!

With the addition to our house, the tree has to come down. Oh, the thought of no pecans. No! Wait a minute.

Pecans every few years vs. a place for shelter.

This addition will be a place for a young guy to know that he belongs and is cared for. A place for friends and family to gather, to celebrate and grow together. That decision becomes really easy, without regrets.

So in April, with house expansion plans approved, Todd and our dear friend Jerry, became lumberjacks for the day. Sort of.

It was a long day for the guys. The limb lacking tree looks so looming against the evening sky. It was a good tree. It served us well. I know for certain that the addition will serve us even better!

I have thought about this tree, and the lessons pondered. (I just love how God speaks to us through His creation!) I've thought about this tree through the years, and been disappointed when fall came and there was no fruit, nuts in this case. It causes me to reflect on my own life and the fruit I bear.

Am I bearing fruit? Is it good fruit? What is good fruit? Do those around me enjoy the fruit I bear? Is it fruit that brings glory to the Creator?

John 15, of The Message, says this...

"I am the Vine, you are the branches. When you're joined with me and I with you, the relation intimate and organic, the harvest is sure to be abundant. Separated can't produce a thing. Anyone who separates from me is dead wood, gathered up and thrown on the bonfire. But if you make yourselves at home with me and my words at home in you, you can be sure that whatever you ask will be listened to and acted upon. This is how my Father shows who he is - when you produce grapes, when you mature as my disciples."

May my fruit be the fruit that is good and always in season, benefitting all those around me, causing them to give thanks to the Creator God!

The Best Nest

2009-06-10T17:48:00.004-04:00

Have you ever read The Best Nest, from the Dr. Seuss Beginner Books? Mrs. Bird is unhappy with her nest and demands Mr. Bird look for a new nest. After much searching and finagling, Mr. Bird finds a location that “The Missus” seems to like. After some food wrangling, Mr. Bird returns to find Mrs. Bird gone. Searching, he finds Mrs. Bird back at the original nest. She has discovered that really, their original nest is really what is best for them. (Sorry to ruin the ending if you have never read it!)

When Todd and I first got married, we did not imagine owning our own home. We thought we would be working and living at different YWAM locations around the world. It wasn’t until we started pioneering YWAM-Charlotte, and received a diagnosis of autism for Jack, that we realized things might look a bit different for us. We were amazed (still are) at the house that the Lord provided for us almost 12 years ago.

This 1910 bungalow is just around the corner from YWAM-Charlotte. We can see the YWAM property from our front porch! This bungalow housed the office and provided hospitality for our guest speakers when we first started. We know that it was a miraculous provision for us, and a real anchor in what God is doing here.

This past spring has brought with it a few changes in how we are approaching Jack’s future. Up until this point, we have focused all of our “training” of Jackson on learning and socialization. The educators and specialists that we see have recommended a change in focus to add daily living skills, independent living and job training. Of course, it is impossible to have this kind of conversation without bringing up “group home”, options for living and life. (This is where I wish I were talking about someone else’s kid and have a conversation with the Lord about broken dreams, expectations and His complete faithfulness).

Over the last few years, Todd and I have dreamed a bit with the Lord, regarding building onto our house. We need office space as we work out of our house, more space to provide hospitality for our staff and students and an apartment for Jack to live independently yet still under our roof.

At our last Christmas party, we were so glad to have our dear friends Bill and Bridgett Blatz here with us. They were here teaching in the Discipleship Training School, and were happy to join in on the Christmas fun. We have known Bill for more than 20 years. He has been a leader, mentor and dear friend to us, having worked together in YWAM-NY. Bill is a Grade “A” Builder in Virginia, and founder of the non-profit, Regal International, Ltd.

After the party, Bill pulled us aside. He asked us if we had ever considered adding on to our house. Well, as a matter of fact…

Bottom line, Regal International Ltd. has approached us about doing this home addition for us...designing and overseeing the project at no cost to us.

We are recruiting skilled laborers to come and give of their time and talents. We are also raising monies to fund this endeavor (building supplies, permits, etc). Please pray for us as we build this "nest".

We are so grateful for your prayers, love, gifts and talents. Watch for updates!

Artist in the House

2009-05-26T14:11:00.007-04:00

During the month of April, Alice Jules (the most amazing coffee house) displayed Jackson's art work for Autism Awareness month.

I had made arrangements to have his work featured, along with facts about autism. Well, when the owners saw Jackson's work they wanted to feature it during our city's art walk as well!

At the end of April I went in to pick up the artwork, they asked if they could feature it a bit longer. (Boy, do they ever know how to keep their customers happy!!) So, here are a few more pictures of Jackson's work, on display at Alice Jules Coffee House, Monroe, North Carolina!

A Day in the Life of Jackson

2009-05-05T20:55:00.012-04:00

Oh, if I could just get inside that head of his!

Today was just "one of those days." I don't complain, but sometimes life can be challenging ...an understatement I know! Everyone has those kinds of days. Ones where we cry out for more grace, please. (Sometimes, I am not sure how much can be blamed on autism and how much is having a mom who is a bit obsessive/compulsive. Friends, this is where you can confirm or deny...ha!)

Here it is, just a glimpse...

We have a chocolate lab named Cookie. She eats dog food which I keep in this nifty container on the patio. It is Jackson's job to feed and water her each day.

Last week, I noticed we were low on the dog food so I hoofed it to Target to restock. Of course, being the thrifty person I am, I bought the 44 pound bag that said "Limited Offer" in red print on the side of the bag. I was so thankful for the deal that I got. I kept the food in the back of the van until we would need it.

Today was the day that Jack felt we needed it. He started pouring it into the nifty container at a quick pace. Annastasia told him to slow down...too late. So, now my "deal" has overflowed it's container, spilling over onto the patio. Jackson diligently swept it up. He then brings the half full (or half empty?) bag into the house.

Oh, the smell of fresh dog food...

He goes to the cupboard and pulls out the gallon sized Ziploc storage bags. What in the world?

Seriously. You need to laugh or you will cry. I do not have any idea of what is next. I do know that I need to let him do what he has his mind set on doing or we will all have a horrible night!

He sits in the hallway...

And begins to empty the remainder of the dog food (approx. 22 lbs.) into Ziploc bags...to keep it fresh of course!

I'm surprised he didn't get out the Tupperware, or maybe the seal a meal (which we do not have!)

The one thing that I can think of here is that we do harvest pecans from out backyard. Once we shell them, we place them in QUART size bags and place them in the freezer. Oh my! I hope I do not wake up to find the dog food neatly labeled and stored in the freezer. I have to draw the line somewhere!!!

Honestly...my life is NEVER boring...exhausting, but never boring!!

Happy Birthday to My Sweet Guy

2009-05-01T21:48:00.010-04:00

I have spent a good portion of an hour of this evening driving the main thorough fair in our fine city...Highway 74. I have driven East to West and back again...under the direction of my, as of today, 17 year old! He has come to a place of pointing to tell us which direction to turn, in order to get where he wants us to go.

Todd's mom, Ashley and I were in the car with Jackson, looking for the place where he wanted to have his birthday dinner. Pizza? No. Chilli's? No. McAllister's Deli? No. Ashley's giggling, Nana is giving suggestions and I am losing my mind (invision low blood sugar, Friday night traffic on the main road to the beach, Jackson trying to communicate, two other women giving their input into "translation"...YIKES!!!). Finally, El Vallarta? YES!!!!! He practically jumped out of the car.

So, tonight we feasted on Mexican Food. We were just so thankful that Bubs was happy...estatic really.

To my "not so little" guy...Happy 17th Birthday! What JOY you bring to those around you. The smile that lights up the world, the laugh that you laugh to let us know you are in BIG trouble, the way you sit so near, just being close...your life blesses ours and we can't imagine life without you.

Happy Birthday Mr. Big Shot! We love you. We are so glad there is YOU!!!

Autism

2009-04-08T06:50:00.003-04:00

April is Autism Awareness month!

You may have noticed there are a few commercials on television, the network affliates may run a local feature, and Jenny McCarthy on Larry King Live has resurfaced. Discovery Health has also aired a very good special called "Unlocking Autism".

Not a day goes by that I am not aware of autism. But, I am also VERY aware of the grace and faithfulness of the Lord every second of every day. Jackson, our (gulp) almost 17 year old, was diagnosed with autism at the age of 2.

God has been ever present on this journey. It has been a journey where road blocks have included hopelessness, helplessness, self-pity, deep sorrow and a sense of great loss.

The road blocks have been cleared out of the way. We continue to walk on, rejoicing over each step forward, perservering even when we have taken a step or two back. (There will be more on that another day.)

For now, I've decided to run a few facts myself, so here goes...

Autism is a complex neurobiological disorder that typically lasts throughout a person's lifetime. It is part of a group of disorders known as autism spectrum disorders (ASD). It occurs in all racial, ethnic, and social groups and is four times more likely to strike boys than girls. Autism impairs a person's ability to communicate and relate to others. It is also associated with rigid routines and repetitive behaviors, such as obsessively arranging objects or following very specific routines. Symptoms can range from very mild to quite severe.

Autism impacts one in every 150 children and a new case of autism is diagnosed almost every 20 minutes.

More children will be diagnosed with autism this year than with AIDS, diabetes and cancer combined. There is no known cause and no cure.

More Facts…
-1 in 94 boys is on the autism spectrum
-67 children are diagnosed per day
-Autism is the fastest-growing serious developmental disability in the U.S.
-Autism costs the nation over $35 billion per year, a figure expected to significantly increase in the next decade
-Autism receives less than 5% of the research funding of many less prevalent childhood diseases
-Boys are four times more likely than girls to have autism
-There is no medical detection or cure for autism

Please spend some time praying for a breakthrough in the area of autism research and a cure.

Oh, the Privileges

2009-02-26T19:45:00.004-05:00

What adventures I have had...near, and far, from home....on this journey! Recently, it seems that my adventures are closer to home, training and encouraging others for the adventures in far off lands.

As I travel the sweet path laid out before me, I am so grateful for the people that God has brought along the way...to join me on the journey.

As we fast approach the graduation of our most recent Disciple Training School, I am overwhelmed with great love and affection. This team has touched my heart in a very special way. I think it is their selfless love for others. The tenacity in which they have pursued the ways of God, how they have gone after life with...LIFE!

They have spent the last 8 weeks in India. They spent their time working in the slums that are set aside for those suffering with AIDS and HIV. They shared the Gospel in meaningful ways. They loved on people. They gave of themselves in sacrificial ways and they allowed God to break their hearts with the things that break His heart...injustices, pain, suffering, loss. They were able to introduce MANY to Jesus. Sharing the TRUTH with great joy.

Here is a video that captures just a part of what happened in India. It gives us just a glimpse.

And oh, how I count it a privilege to walk side by side...

(Turn off my playlist before starting the video)

Live! From Munchkin City...it's Opening Night!

2009-02-20T23:24:00.013-05:00

The Making of a Munchkin; part II

2009-02-17T09:55:00.012-05:00

This week is Dress Rehearsal with Opening Night being Thursday, February 19. To say our days are "full" would be an understatement!

I know that Ashley has been working so hard and having so much fun! (She's not the only one).

Our little "Drama Queen" has really blossomed...literally.

Take a look...

"We thank you very sweetly, for doing it so neatly!"

-says Munchkin Ashley to Dorothy

For tickets, go to www.UCPEBoxoffice@ucps.k12.nc.us

Love Day

2009-02-13T21:14:00.016-05:00

"This day shall be a love day."

-William Shakespeare

When the Christmas decorations come down, the Valentine's Day stuff goes up! What a glorious thing to celebrate...love.

Imagine that!

My sister gave me this great, pressed tin vase for Christmas. I bought vintage Valentine prints online and made my Valentine tree.

The kids and I put crayon shavings between pages of waxed paper, ironed them and then cut out hearts. We hang these in the front windows. On the front door hangs a heart from Todd's mom.

For the teachers we are so thankful for...baked goodies!

And for my dear, sweet, dinner club friends...

I LOVE making hand made Valentines. I got to use my "Stampin' Up!" toys on these.

And for the "little people" in my life...

...heart shaped crayons!

All the broken crayons go into a heart shaped muffin tin (Thanks for my new muffin pan Janelle!) and get popped into the oven. They are so fun to make and are even more fun to color with!

From "The Message"...

"love never gives up

love cares for others more than self

love doesn't want what it doesn't have

love doesn't strut

love doesn't have a swelled head

doesn't force itself on others

isn't always 'me first'

doesn't fly off the handle

doesn't keep score of the sins of others

doesn't revel when others grovel

takes pleasure in the flowering of truth

puts up with anything

trusts God always

always looks for the best

never looks back

and keeps going to the end"

-1 corinthians 13

Let's make every day a "love day!"

xoxoxoxo

The Making of a Young Lady

2009-02-13T20:06:00.013-05:00

What could be more wonderful than a delicious dinner out, dancing until you can't feel your feet, time with friends and a great date?

I'm not sure, you'll have to ask Ashley!

Tonight is the Father Daughter dance at Ashley's school. This is the sixth year that Ashley and Todd have gone.

I can remember the first time she went, as a kindergardener. I picked out a beautiful dress and shoes, did her hair and nails. She looked adorable and was so excited. "Oh Mommy!", she would exclaim as she saw her reflection in the mirror.

Each year, she has become more invloved in the process of preparing for this special night. This year, she had her dress sketched out, color swatches, a hair style determined and a request for "wedge heels, pleeease?" And, "Maybe just s tiny bit of make-up, you know, like eye shadow?"

Wow. The years have flown by. It is amazing how my kids have gotten older, but I seem to be stuck in my early thirties...ha!

I know that this is how it is supposed to be, my kids getting older and all. I want to enjoy each and every stage...not looking too far forward, or yearning for the past. I sometimes find myself missing the fun, crazy "little kid" stage at times, but I am so thankful for these amazing moments I have now...the depth of conversation, the creativity, the companionship. (We are still having fun and we can still be a little crazy.)

We were all created to grow and mature, physically, emotionally and spiritually. We should embrace growth...not hesitate or try to slow it all down. We should not hurry it along either. God has the perfect pace for us. Sometimes, I find myself running. Other times, I am crawling at a snail's pace. As long as I am moving forward, at the pace He has set for me, I know that I am on the right track.

Lord, help me to embrace all that you have for me...including the pace that you are setting for me.

Tonight, I watched my husband walk out the door with another on his arm. She is a beautiful young lady, who I could not be more proud of...looking great in wedge heels.

Stuck in Traffick

2009-02-04T07:49:00.003-05:00

Ever been stuck in traffic? You know... going somewhere, coming from somewhere, needing to be somewhere, wanting to be somewhere...but you are just not moving. I've lived in major cities, Minneapolis, Atlanta, Greater NYC area, Charlotte, I know traffic!

Being stuck can be frustrating, even infuriating, at times. I will listen to the radio, chat if I am driving with a friend, pray. I certainly do not want to be anxious, or uptight. If I prepare mentally for it, I do much better.

Well my friend, the Hedgepeths are currently "stuck in traffick!" The kind of traffick I am talking about is human trafficking. You see, our adoption is on hold due to trafficking happening in, and out of, our child's country.

All of our paperwork is approved and up to date, we are just "stuck". Let me give you a few facts that may help you understand the gravity of this global situation.

The following information is from http://www.thefreedomproject-ywam.com/

-Human Trafficking if the world's 2nd largest criminal activity after drugs, earning up to $39 billion per year.

-Approximately 900,000 people are trafficked across international borders, 80% are female and up to half are minors

-Nearly 200,000 people live enslaved at this very moment in the United States and an additional 17,500 new victims are trafficked across our borders each year.

-Modern slaves are expendable. At about $100 a person, it is more costly to care for the enslaved than replace them.

The definition of "trafficking in persons" shall mean the recruitment, transportation, transfer, harbouring, by means of threat or use of force or other forms of coercion, of abduction, of fraud, of deception, of the abuse of power or of position of vulnerability or of the giving or receiving of payments to achieve the consent of a living person having control over another person, for the purpose of exploitation. Exploitation shall include, at a minimum, the exploitation of the prostitution of others or other forms of sexual exploitation, forced, bonded labour or services, slavery or practices similar to slavery, servitude or the removal of organs.

These facts break my heart! They can be overwhelming. And yet, God has called us in righteousness. He has taken us by the hand, given us as a covenant to the people, a light to the nations. (Isaiah 42:6-10)

As Christians, God has called us to engage with the world around us. For Todd and I, we are called to engage in this area of woman and children issues, the poor and needy, in the whole area of Compassion.

We had no idea where God would lead us as we said yes to this precious baby Girl. We really have gone through a plethora of emotion as we have traveled on the truly amazing journey. We are still traveling, and yet, we are "stuck" here. Please pray for us and the process.

Please pray...

*that God would continue to meet all of Baby's needs in a very poor and needy situation

*that the people in charge of policies in that country would have godly wisdom in setting up boundaries and guidelines

*that there would be a breakthrough SOON in our adoption

*that other children would also be set in families

*that people of integrity would be placed in positions of influence, to see justice established in this whole area

As we "sit in traffick" the Lord has sent encouragement. A friend to sit and "chat" with us, signs of moving (albeit slowly) forward, people along the way, giving a shout out, inquiring of us and our status.

Thank you for that. We are grateful.

The Making of a Munchkin

2009-01-21T16:22:00.006-05:00

Our house is "a buzz" with activity! Being "a buzz" is nothing new to our house, but this activity is new and exciting for us.

In September, Ashley went to open auditions at the high school for "The Wizzard of Oz." They were looking for children for the munchkin roles. Our sweet little "munchkin" made it and we are thrilled.

The first meeting was a hummin' with excitement, as the high schoolers made way for over 40 munchkins in the auditorium. The director explained the dynamic of this cast and how things would work out...including a budget falling between $40,000-$50,000. This will help to bring in the company from Vegas that will handle the flying monkeys!!! (This is no backyard performance, I can assure you).

We have had good rehearsals, meeting one night a week and Saturday mornings. An earlier rehearsal found each parent bringing home drawings of costumes that need to be made. Oh boy, I get to be creative. I love this sort of stuff!!!

Guess who else loves this kind of stuff? You got it..."Mini Me."

This is where it can get a bit tense, "can" being the operative word. It can be "I want this. I want to do that. This is the color I want. But I want this.", etc. Ashley and I have had nothing but FUN here. We have colaborated well. She gave me the colors she wanted. I threw in some ideas and here we go. I found a few things on my own, at Goodwill. We have also done shopping together, each giving and taking as we go "down the yellow brick road!"

So many times during this season that I am in, I think about how my parenting is to reflect the Father's parenting. Am I doing a good job? Am I correctly mirroring God's great love for His children. His patience? His desire for fellowship with his kids. He just loves to be with us! To give imput into our lives, to direct us in the ways we should go.

One attribute of God is creativity. God loves to create...duh! He is the Creator of this amazing universe! He loves to create and work with us. We were created for relationship. Many times this relationship is viewed as servant/Master, student/Teacher, child/Parent...the friendship factor, many times, is missing from the equation. And yet, God wants to have friendship with us! It is possible to have these relatioships with the The Friendship Factor in place!

(I am not abdicating my role as parent, or saying that I can take God's command as a "good idea" and roll it around a bit. I am all about total, immediate obedience. Just do not forget the friendship part!) God wants to hear our hearts. He wants to listen to our dreams and ideas. He also wants us to listen to His dreams and ideas. He wants to do things together with us. Try it. It is so much fun! May I be like David, a"friend of God".

Today we found the final piece of the "outfit puzzle" ...we think.

As she goes to rehearsal tonight, I will be putting my pedal to the metal...the pedal of my sewing machine that is! I am so proud of my daughter, my little munchkin, my friend!

Glorious!

2009-01-20T11:50:00.004-05:00

How glorious!

We woke up at 1:30 to snow gently falling. At 5:30 the school district called to say that "due to inclimate weather, school is closed for students for the day." Yippeee!!! Really, this is so wonderful.

When it snows here, it is as if all the world stops. I know, for certain, that everything slows down. A snow day is so much different than a weekend. A weekend brings with it a "to do" list. Places to go, people to see. A snow day offers respite from the daily grind. And that, my friend, is glorious.

So today holds for me crafts with my kids, laundry, refilling the bird feeders, baking a batch of cookies, and whatever else comes to mind, or not. It's a free day...glorious!!!

Wonderful Memories in the Making!

2009-01-01T15:56:00.011-05:00

It is already January 1, 2009. This special season has passed by so quickly. I have spent time reflecting on all of the beautiful memories we have been making during this Christmas season.

The night before we left for Minnesota, we celebrated Christmas with Todd's mom. She lives just over the border, in South Carolina. We walked into her home, and I knew I wanted to spend the night. Everything was so beautiful and special! The music, candles, peace and much love.

We had a delicious roast with so many great sides. We had fun opening presents and Jackson had something really funny to laugh about. We do not know what, but we didn't care. We all were laughing like crazy. Joy is such a wonderful gift!

We had such a wonderful evening together. Sandi, thank you so much for a incredible evening and all the wonderful memories...We love you!

Snow Daze!

2009-01-01T09:15:00.013-05:00

Oh, how lovely! The bitter cold has broken forth into warmer weather and snow. We just can't seem to get enough.

The snow started and even the deer came out to get in on the action.

Jackson got into my dad's hunting gear and was off to shovel the drive way and learn how to run the snowblower. He loved it!

Christmas Day brought more snow play! The snow was perfect for snowballs and snow forts. The cousins were here to celebrate Christmas and fun was had by all!

(They did not fall off the roof! I took this picture, of the snow angels, from the deck above).

Todd got his turn in the hunting suit. He took down the boys and puppy, Lucy, tried to take Todd down!

You know, people used to talk to me about handling the cold, and how being from Minnesota really makes me more inclined to cold climates...really I think it is just that being a "Minnesotan" only allows for me to know how to dress for it!

Chasing Daylight

2008-12-28T10:04:00.007-05:00

What is the old tv show, "Grandma Knows Best"...well something like that. In this situation, it is Grandma.

Whenever I was about to take a road trip, during the winter time, my Grandma Judith always called to ask if I had packed boats and mittens in the car...readily accessible. I would sometimes roll my eyes...the boots she was talking about were not always the fashion statement I wanted to make. I loved my Grandma, with a passion. I always made sure to have them "handy".

Years later, as we are preparing for our trip home to Minnesota for Christmas, I made sure to pack all of our "winter wear" into a bag that is "readily access able". I also loaded up duvets for the kids...makes napping better on the long drive. Boy was I glad I listened to Grandma!

We first spent the night in Knoxville with Todd's dad and Mamo (grandma). They had an amazing dinner waiting for us. Todd's aunt and brother joined us as well.

The next morning we hit the road. The temperature gauge read somewhere in the 60s. We were heading to Chicago this night. Already the O'Hare airport was cancelling flights, due to snow (yippee!!!)

We hit snow in the evening, made it to our destination and got snuggled in for a good night's rest. We heard the wind howling all night. The next morning we were ready to hit the road again, heading for Minneapolis. It was time to get the ol' heater blowing, clear off the windows, and load up on coffee!

It was -4. As we moved north our gauge moved to -6. It was bitter cold, but we had snacks, coffee and Christmas music promising me that I would be home for Christmas. Funny thing was happening, the heater was blowing out only cool air...hmm.

Our van was purchased in Florida. A few years back, while traveling north, we discovered that rear heat is an "option" on a Chevy Astro van. (I guess the people who ordered it in Florida had no intention of traveling north of Jacksonville!)

Anyway, we rarely got out of the van. The wind was whippin. It actually hurt to be "out there." It actually hurt to be in the van as well...hmmm. We did tell the guys at the oil change place that we were headed to sub zero destinations WITH our van. Maybe they did not put in the right antifreeze...they certainly did not put in the proper windshield wiper fluid, which was no longer fluid!

As we continues to drive west/north west, I was asking the Lord to please let us have daylight until we arrived at Grandma and Papa's. I was driving across the river and through the cities of St.Paul and Minneapolis, teeth chattering, but my heart warm...we are almost there.

Warm hugs and tons of kisses were waiting, along with a warm meal and sweet candle light.

I thawed out the next day.

The Most Wonderful Time of the Year

2008-12-27T16:15:00.014-05:00

Oh, how I love Christmas time!

It is not just Christmas Eve and Christmas Day, but the whole season! Of course, it is filled with wonderful memories, and I am wanting to make wonderful memories for my children and others. It is the excitement and kindness in the air, the anticipation of something about to happen, the sense of wonderment. It truly is wonderful!

If I could, I would put up our tree before Thanksgiving...my family simply says, "No." (They do not say no to me very often, so...the day after Thanksgiving it is! (I would leave it up until Valentine's Day, but the tree needles abandon me before then.)

This year we have celebrated the season in a number of ways. We have had the town Christmas Parade, Ashley was on her school's first float this year!

Then there was the lighting of the city's Christmas tree. Ashley is in chorus this year, and her school sings at the lighting each year. It is so wonderful. This year the songs were just beautiful, celebrating the birth of Christ.

After the tree is lit, a salutation from the mayor, the Christmas prayer given by a local pastor and the promised "snow" falls, it was off to have a carriage ride, some hot tea and coffee at Sweetea's. It was a wonderful evening. I found myself thanking the Lord for the community He has placed us in. It is His hand that has placed us where we are at. I am truly grateful.

We continued to celebrate with our annual Christmas Party and gift exchange, times with friends, choral performances at the mall, PTA and school, our traditional St. Lucia Day celebration, and so much more. We have been busy, and we have enjoyed every moment!

During much of the year, I hear about the absence of God in our world today. Now, I know we are living in a post modern society, but the Word says that "where two or three gather in His name, there He is in the midst of them." God isn't absent from us. We are to be His representatives, so to speak, in this world. We are His hands, His feet, His arms...

It shouldn't be just during this time of year that we are nice to each other, that we prefer one another, that we share a cheery hello...it should be all year through. Reach out to others. If you sense that God is "missing" somewhere, go and show that He is not.

We can make it the most wonderful time of the year, all year through.

So, I needed a break...

2008-12-10T13:47:00.003-05:00

Okay, I been cruizin the blogs a bit on this overcast day. (Forget that I am teaching in an hour and have a million and one things on my "to do " list...that are not getting done!) I was at "A Girl Raising Boys" hoping there was something new there. There was. Here it is. It was super fun...well a bit confusing on my Iraqi name. If you can pronounce it, please call me!

Enjoy your day! I have to run...seriously!

My 9 Names:
1. Your Real Name: Vickie
2. Your Gangsta Name (first 3 letters of real name plus izzle): vicizzle
3. Your Detective Name (favorite color and favorite animal): Black Dog
4. Your Soap Opera Name (your middle name and street you live on/or your apartment #): Lynn Fourten
5. Your Star Wars Name (the first 3 letters of your last name, first 2 of your first): hedvi
6. Your Superhero/Criminal Name (your 2nd favorite color, and favorite candy): Red Chocolate
7. Your Iraqi Name (2nd letter of your first name, 3rd letter of your last name, 1st letter of your last name, 2nd letter of your mom's maiden name, 3rd letter of your dad's name, 1st letter of a sibling's first name, and last letter of your mom's first name): idhrljn
8. Your Witness Protection Name (parents middle name): Lee Hobert
9. Your Goth Name (black, and the name of one of your pets): Black Cookie

Frosty and Friends!

2008-12-08T07:42:00.013-05:00

What an amazing day I had! I recently got to spend the ENTIRE day in my friend Tammy's craft room...making snowmen, or as her husband Al says, "A whole snow family!"

Tammy invited me over for a day of "play". She had sent me a photo from the magazine, Cloth Paper Scissors. I could not resist! I had a hard time sleeping for two nights before venturing off to her house. I had such anticipation. Oh...this was therapy. I love therapy!!

We started out with vintage bottles.

All of my bottles were from my grandparents farm in Minnesota. When I was young I loved to explore, and their farm was the perfect place! I could get "lost" in the groves for hours. When I was about 10 or 12, I loved going on "digs"...looking for treasures for another time period. I would find old toys, dishes and bottles. I started collecting the bottles. They have been in our attic waiting for this very moment! And boy, did they come through!

Tammy and I spent time altering our bottles into little snow personalities. We would get excited over every new creation, as they came to life.

These are just adorable little glass bottles filled with stuff...and love. I have had such joy creating!

As I was doing this, I was thinking of all of God's creation...the universe, the stars, the trees, animals of the fields and birds of the air...man and woman! In Genesis it tells us that when God finished creating things He would look around and say, "This is good." When He finished with man and woman He said, "This is very good!"

We are made in the image of God...not the other way around, as we sometimes get it mixed up, therefore, we are creative. (Some of us have to dig a little deeper than others to find it!) So, imagine the JOY!!! that the Lord had in creating each of us.

Jeremiah 1:5 says that even before He created us in our mother's womb, He "consecrated" us. That would "consecrated" means, "destined with a purpose." Each one of us was created with a destiny, dreamed in the heart and mind of God! That just blows me away! Here, I get excited about creating these adorable snowmen, and seeing their "seemingly" personalities come about and they are mere clay!

God created man/woman in His imagine!!!...with a purpose!!!!...with a destiny!!! Can you say "Amazing"? Wow! What revelation comes to me when I get to be creative.

On this day, may you know the pure JOY that God has for you...as He was creating you and as He watches you walk out in all that He has for you. May you know the dreams and destiny that He, Creator God, has desired for you.

I'm so happy just to be creating.

With Thankful, Grateful Hearts

2008-11-27T20:49:00.012-05:00

"The First Thanksgiving Observance
A Proclamation Signed in Script Type by George WashingtonAppearing in The Massachusetts Centinel of October 14, 1789

This historic proclamation was issued by George Washington during his first year as President. It sets aside Thursday, November 26 as 'A Day of Publick Thanksgiving and Prayer.'
Signed by Washington on October 3, 1789 and entitled 'General Thanksgiving,' the decree appointed the day 'to be observed by acknowledging with grateful hearts the many and signal favors of Almighty God.'

While there were Thanksgiving observances in America both before and after Washington's proclamation, this represents the first to be so designated by the new national government. "

-taken from earlyamerica.com

What a day to thank the Lord for His many "favors" to us. We have so many things to be grateful for. That was the theme of our table this year..."Grateful".

We were so happy to have a table to gather around with special friends and dear family. This year we enjoyed the company of the Shauan Family, Nana (Todd's Mom) and Uncle Brad (Todd's youngest brother). It was a sweet time of conversation, yummy foods and a bit of laughter.

Every year, prior to this, we have had outreach with our students and staff. This has included feeding the homeless, delivering meals to those unable to leave home and delivering whole meals to families in our community. We then would gather, all of us together, for our own Thanksgiving meal.

This year, we were able to collect food and put together, and deliver, over 200 meal boxes for those families in our community that are unable to provide a Thanksgiving meal for their families. These meals included a whole turkey, green beans, mashed potaotes, stuffing, bread, cranberries, butter...all the "fixins", including dessert! What a joy! After we finished deliveries on Monday and Tuesday night, we started preparing for our YWAM Family Thanksgiving. We celebrated, all 30 of us, on Wednesday.

As we shared a wonderful meal, we also took time to share the history of Thanksgiving (for our family members from India, S. Korea and England) as well as what we are most thankful for. Over, and over again, we heard how thankful we all are for this "family", this group of people, this time in our lives, our fellow journeymen...

We really are grateful for the people the Lord has chosen to surround us with. What a privilege to be walking this same road.

May you find JOY in your journey, as you look around and see who the Lord has graciously placed beside you as you journey on.

10 Things I am most grateful for at this very moment...

1. the relationship I have with the Lord

2. my precious family

3. my amazing friends, both near and far

4. the job I get to have with YWAM

5. my dinner club nights

6. the home that the Lord has blessed me with

7. that I get to celebrate Christmas in Minnesota

8. my computer

9. creativity

10. House, CSI Miami, Law and Order

Happy Thanksgiving !!!

A Most Unexpected Bloom

2008-11-27T07:12:00.012-05:00

This is my last "Blooms of Summer" posting...seeing as it is Thanksgiving Day, even in the South it is hard to push a bloom this late into the season!

For the past few years, we have had the privilege of going to the Atlantic Beach, North Carolina, for summer holiday. It is one of the most beautiful places in the world to us. (My brother in law's family has a place that they have graciously invited us to enjoy). Due to our busy schedule, we were unable to go this summer.

Because of that busy schedule, we really were desperate to get away. Both Todd and I needed time away, our kids needed it. At one point, I felt that I was crawling through sand just to get a break. I was really wondering if I could even "bloom" in The Wilderness. (Today, it seems like a lifetime ago...for that I am so grateful.) Todd called some friends who have a rental business on Top Sail Island, to see if they had anything open this late in the season. They did! They gave us an amazing deal, and we were off.

I did have a lot of apprehension in going. Jackson was having a hard time, he was upset a lot, showing more and more aggression and just unsettled. Would we have neighbors? Would Jackson's behavior allow me a break? Would I be doing the same thing that I did at home, only in a different location?

Todd went a day ahead of us (scheduling issues) and made all the beds, stocked the fridge, put familiar things around, checked out the location, etc. He called to tell us that we were an arm's throw from the beach, it was beautiful and that someone staying across the path from us had a bumper sticker that said, "I love someone with autism." God, in His mercy, heard my prayer. Hopefully, they would love our "someone" with autism.

Needless to say, our time away was so healing. The sand, the sun, the salty air. We spent whole days at the beach, I'm talking 9:30-4:30! We could run into the condo whenever we wanted something. It was close enough that if Jackson wanted to watch a movie, he could go inside and do that...perfect. His behavior was great. Ashley was a huge help as well. We grilled every night, that made Jackson's whole week!

We were curious about our neighbors. One day, I saw them on the beach. It was a young mom, working with her six year old son in the sand. She would draw the ABC's and together they would stand on them and she would say, "A" and he would repeat. I told her what an amazing job she was doing and introduced myself. She also had a baby girl with her. Her kids were the same age spread of ours.

We had a few conversations through out the week. At the end, she said she was so encouraged by our family. She said, "Watching your family is like seeing our lives, 10 years from now. I do not have to worry about our daughter. We will be able to do things." God, in His mercy...

The week was also filled with long walks, many shark sightings (4, seven foot long, about 10 yards away from me...thank God I was on the beach and not swimming!!!), flying kites, reading, play and laughter!

On my walks I saw these amazing flowers, growing in the sand with intense heat and humidity, the wind whipping around, pelting sand. All summer I had felt the heat, felt like I was crawling through the sand, sometimes crawling against the wind and pelting sand. And yet, here were these beautiful flowers, drawing me in. During the summer, I never doubted the Lord, but I cried out in deep desperate ways...sometimes saying, "How much more Lord? Really..."

He says that He knows me, He knows my frame. He knows that I am but dust. He will not give me more than I can bear. He also knows that He has a destiny, a purpose in my life. He has made me to withstand the heat, humidity, intense sun, the pelting winds. Out of all of that, a flower blooms that has colors that catch your eye. What a wonderment to see a thing of great beauty in a place of seemingly harsh conditions. God, in His mercy...

May He find me, His creation, of great beauty!

The Prettiest of Blooms

2008-11-23T07:11:00.010-05:00

This is another promised "Bloom of Summer"...

My sweet, dear friend, Janelle, sent me a beautiful Mother's Day package in May. It had amazing goodies wrapped with such care (including my favorite pajamas), but what I cherish most is the hand written letter. Her letters are the kind that I make a cup of coffee for, find a cozy place and then sit down and get lost in their beauty.

This particular letter remains close to me at all times. She wrote many beautiful words, but I found myself treasuring, and smiling at, these, "Ashley finds inspiration and beauty in your relationship, she has also found a friend for life. How cool is that? To birth your own friend?"

Yeah! That is cool...to birth my own friend. I have never thought of it that way. Oh, but what a sweet friend she is...my "Prettiest of Blooms".

It is hard to believe that 10 years ago this past June, our little flower came a bit too early. (As life has gone on, we see that it was only that she did not want to miss any of the action!) She was born at 34 weeks and was a tiny little peanut. I got a brief glimpse of her before she was whisked off to NICU. It was days before we were able to hold her. I remember when they said I could hold her. I felt that I had just been crowned Miss America and they were placing the roses in my arms. It was a glorious moment for me...wires and all!

The years have passed, albeit too quickly, and I find many of my adventures are shared with her. She is 10 and can hold a conversation with anyone. She is the most compassionate person I know. She loves children. She is a helper and a friend to many. She is a great traveler. Her giggle is genuine, and when you realize that, you can't help but join in. She loves God and she loves others.

Birthdays are always a fun, BIG deal for us. Life is SO precious, and we do not take it for granted. We have done Hello Kitty, The Incredibles, American Girl...my favorite, so far, was the Willie Wonka party! The invites were Golden Tickets. We painted huge lollies and stuck them in the front yard. There was candy EVERYWHERE. Kids had to come as their favorite character from the movie. One boy went home saying, "I never thought that I would say this but, I think I ate too much candy!" He was holding his tummy...

As Ashley gets older, she really wants to plan the party. (For a mom who loves to do surprises, it is a bit of a bummer.) This year we got creative together. It was HSM (High School Musical) beach party. We spent the day at the water park and then off to pizza. I made her a t-shirt that says, "Single Digits are SO last year!" What a great day with friends.

I am grateful for the flowers in my garden, my blooms of summer. I am grateful to the Lord for the daughter He has given me. Sometimes, I have been sad for the kids I didn't have, when really, God has given me the greatest gift. I celebrate, and am grateful for, this precious daughter, my life long friend!

Sixteen Candles

2008-10-25T07:24:00.014-04:00

In an earlier post, I promised to share my "Blooms of Summer". I was trying to explain the lack of postings by saying, "I did more blooming than blogging this summer!" So, before the first snowfall comes...

I remember turning 16...probably because it was just a few years ago. I loved the movie "Sixteen Candles" with Molly Ringwald...Lord knows I've seen it WAY more than 16 times! Being 16 was amazing! I really loved it.

Now, as of May 1, I am a parent of a 16 year old, hard to believe, but true. That's right, Jackson turned 16! This was such a monumental day for us.

It doesn't seem that long ago that we were walking to the hospital in Elizabeth, New Jersey, to deliver our first born. Yes, I walked 6- 8 blocks, during intense labor, stopping to lean over a newspaper box when the contraction got to be too much. I'd do it all over again. My labor lasted a whole 5 hours...gotta love that!

Back to the blooms...

I love my son. I loved him before I even knew he existed. I imagined the joys of motherhood before I even met his dad. I've always dreamed of being a mom, and I have always planned to love my kids with intensity and much joy. Our dreams and plans do not always turn out as planned, but life is still rich and beautiful and joy-filled!

When Jackson smiles, the whole world is smiling. He has a great sense of humor. You can see it in his face. Having a non verbal child is very challenging (and that is the understatement of the year) but, it really helps us fine tune our listening skills. We now listen with our eyes, our spirit and then our ears. It is amazing what you can hear when no words are spoken.

Jackson is very loving and sensitive. He will come up to us and spontaneously give us a hug...miracle. He LOVES his Papa. He will just come and sit close...just to be near. On a recent visit from my parents, Jackson would be put to bed by his helper. Once she left, he would come back out of his room and just squeeze in next to my dad and sit for a half hour or so.

Jackson is creative. He loves to paint and cook. His watercolors are really beautiful. I sometimes think he has captured a world I have yet to see.

Birthdays are a BIG deal to us...we just love having a reason to celebrate with friends!!! Turning 16 is a BIG deal. Other kids would be celebrating their driver's license so...

Todd worked with an agency here and he found a HUGE advocate for Jackson. Melinda is amazing. She worked so fervently to see this dream come true. Besides having fun, (and Melinda says having fun is enough!) maybe Jackson can eventually get a paper route in our neighborhood! Todd is hoping that Jackson may one day be able to drive a riding lawn mower. Right now, Jackson loves to give rides.

Jackson...we celebrate you and your life. We love you more than words can say.

Never a Dull Moment

2008-10-12T11:04:00.009-04:00

At 10:15 a.m. there is knocking at my door. This time Todd and Ashley are at church, Jackson is watching 101 Dalmatians and I am watching my Bible Study session on my computer. Wayne, friend, brother, neighbor and fellow ywammer is at the door. Hmmmm...I see my next door neighbor walking back to her house. Wayne says, "Call the sheriff."

This time I will give a bit of a layout of the neighborhood for you. As YWAM, we have two houses on this street. Also, two ywam families own houses on this same street, there is another family just around the corner and one family about a mile away. The house across the street from ours is called "Hospitality House."

This sweet little house is totally furnished to welcome guests that come through, either visiting or volunteering with YWAM-Charlotte. Well, to my surprise, just moments before Wayne came running over, the neighbor decided to adorn this yard with...

...his Chevy Blazer! First, let me say, no one was hurt. The baby was in her car seat. Although she lost her shoe, she was uninjured.

I just looked at Wayne (who with his wife Karyn had witnessed the whole incident from their front porch) and said, "How in the world?!!"

This guy driving lives right next door to me. From his drive way to this front yard is MAYBE 50 feet! He did peel out of the gravel driveway. The cement wall of the neighbors, and then of Hospitality House, indicate that he must have hit the wall causing him to go air born.

After he knew everyone was okay, Wayne asked "What happened?" Our neighbor only said, "My wife." (For the record, she was not driving.) Sounds a bit like Adam... in the garden. My neighbor did pass the Breathalyzer test. Although, he could not produce a valid ID or Driver's License.

I sit on my front porch and thank Jesus that no one was hurt. The car did not flip. The passengers are only shaken up. There were no children playing outside or pedestrians walking by. It is a miracle of a day.

Well, I think Todd will be surprised at how well we took care of the neighborhood while he and Ashley were at church. We saw a few miracles of our own right here on Talleyrand!

Thank God for adorable pajamas!

2008-10-12T04:30:00.003-04:00

It's 4:31 a.m. I'm having trouble titling this posting...not because of the time of the morning, but because of the content.

At 3:20 a.m. I heard frantic pounding and crying at our front door. I woke Todd. Our little neighbor boy was crying at the door, demanding to be let in. (In our neighborhood you don't just open your door at all hours of the night...no matter what age the person on the other side of the door is.) Todd opened the door and the little boy ran through the door, tears streaming. I honestly thought he was being chased, he had such fear in his voice.

This 10 year old was home alone. He said someone broke into his house and hit him. There was no one there to help him. He does not have a phone. After calling 911, I called his mom. She could not be reached. She may have been at work.

Finally the police arrived. (Our police are wonderful...however "dispatch" is a bit slow on the uptake).

After telling his story, the police took him, in Todd's shirt and socks (poor kid came running in his boxers only) to a relative's house. I could go into great detail on past history here, the state of the family and parental responsibilities...I won't.

What I will say is that this is just one family situation. I know there are many out there. Some are in neighborhoods like ours, some are in neighborhoods like yours. I think we all need to pay a bit more attention to life outside of ourselves (I am talking to myself first!). There are people hurting everywhere. We may not know the story, but we can offer a simple smile, compassion, refuge.

In this case...it was a t-shirt, pair of socks, a bottle of water, hugs and prayers.

On a MUCH lighter note...

I am so glad I was wearing my cozy,adorable flannel pajamas from my friend Janelle, along with my "Sarah Palin" hair...this is what I call it when I throw my hair up in a clip! All three police units were glad I had the "where-with-all" to pop in a piece of gum. And all my friends will be so happy to know that I was very hospitable to my early morning guests...offering bottled water to each one. (I felt it was too serious a situation to offer fresh pressed coffee).

Also, praise God, my house was clean because we had guests over last night. This is my equivalent to the old adage, "Make sure you always wear clean underwear...in case you are ever in an accident!" Mine, "Make sure your house is clean...in case you have a portion of the police department at your home, in the middle of the night, along with a neighborhood boy in his boxers!"

Seriously, please pray for our little friend. We can call him "Fred." He is hurting and scared.As the police interviewed him in our living room, I was thinking, this is an impressionable moment. I prayed, "Lord, please let him know that someone cares for him, that YOU care for him." I know the next few days may bring lots of change to "Fred's" life...with DSS and everything. Please pray for God's grace and mercy to be on his life.

Through all of this, my kids slept peacefully. For that I am grateful.

Seasons of Change

2008-10-08T17:39:00.003-04:00

This morning I woke up, opened the front door and found leaves in the yard and on the sidewalk. It was just 80 degrees the day before. I felt as if I had opened the door and walked through the wardrobe into Narnia.

Can season's really change this fast? As if in a blink of an eye?

It's not like I wasn't expecting it. Really, it is October. It just seems to have come upon me so suddenly.

If I reflect on it all, I do know that the sunshine has felt different. There has been a crispness to the morning air. I have celebrated my birthday. Our students have arrived for their DTS with YWAM. My kids are on Fall Break. I should not be all that surprised. There have been signs and expectations.

So, as I sit on our patio, Starbucks mug in hand, I reflect...

I am entering in to a new year (I count my years starting in September, not January... school starting, my birthday...you know).

What does the Lord have for me this year? Am I entering a new season, or am I already there...just needing to open the front door and step into it? Have I noticed the signs, do I hold expectations of change...

I do know that my kids are getting older, I have taken on different responsibilities, my friend Dave says I am "just now" hitting my stride, I am waiting on promises, but most importantly I am waiting on The One who made those promises. I do have an expectancy in my heart.

Oh, I am hope filled for a new season...whatever that season may bring. I am stepping out, paying attention. I am a captive audience. I'm ready to go!

Courageous Warrior

2008-09-22T07:25:00.002-04:00

"Courageous Warrior, Cody Spahr, receives a Hero's Welcome Home."

Early yesterday morning, Cody ran into the arms of Jesus while all of heaven cheered him on. I can imagine all the yelling and cheering for this precious, courageous man. I can also hear the Lord saying, "Well done, my good and faithful son."

Our hearts are heavy, our eyes puffy from all the tears. We hold on tight to the promises of God. Not only is God faithful to us, but we have seen the faithfulness of Cody and Amy.

Through these past 10 months, we have seen Amy and Cody walk so close to Jesus, with such courage and faith. They are the people that Hebrews refers to in chapter 11:13-16...

"These all died in faith, not having received what was promised, but having seen it and greeted it from afar, and having acknowledged that they were strangers and exiles on the earth. For people who speak thus make it clear that they are seeking a homeland. If they had been thinking of that land from which they had gone out, they would have opportunity to return. But as it is, they desire a better country, that is, a heavenly one. THEREFORE God is not ashamed to be called their God, for He has prepared for them a city."

Please pray for Amy as she continues to journey here...

Prayers of the Saints...for the Saints

2008-09-13T07:37:00.008-04:00

"The spirit of the Lord God is upon me; because the Lord hath anointed me to preach good tidings unto the meek; He hath sent me to bind up the brokenhearted, to proclaim liberty to the captives, and the opening of the prison to them that are bound.....that He might be glorified." Isaiah 61:1-3

This is our friend Cody. Follower of Christ. Courageous Warrior. Friend of God. Worshipper. Friend of the Poor. Joy Giver. Adventurer.

In October 2008 he married our dear friend, Amy Reece, thus becoming very dear to us as well!

Two weeks after their wedding, they packed up to head to Mexico as missionaries. By December, he had been diagnosed with testicular cancer. Yesterday he was released from Stanford University Hospital to go home. They were given the information for hospice. His cancer has spread.

What started as a simple diagnosis, with a good prognosis, has become something very different.

Please pray for Cody and his wife Amy. They have been so courageous on this journey. They have remained hopeful, knowing that at any moment Father God could heal Cody. They are walking as the people in Hebrews 11. They have sung of His faithfulness and goodness. You can read about it at http://tribespahr.blogspot.com/

Would you just take some time today to wait on the Lord and to ask Him how you are to pray for this beautiful couple? They have made themselves so available to the Lord...willing to go where ever He sent them and so willing to do what He has asked them to do. All with GREAT joy!

I do think it is so important to ask the Lord HOW to pray. He says when we do not know how to pray, that we are to pray the Lord's prayer. God does not need to be "strong armed" into anything. Nor does He take kindly to manipulation, my goodness! He is Creator of the Universe, King of Glory, Lord of all creation! He is very aware of Cody and Amy's situation. He has walked with them through all of it. They testify to His faithfulness and His goodness. How much more do we, as spectators and encouragers, need to join with them.

Thank you, in advance, for your prayers.

Here are a few things to get you started...

*Thank you Lord, for your faithfulness and great love to Cody and Amy
*Cover them with your sweet peace and grace this weekend, as they adjust to being home
*Let them taste and see that you are good
*Give them sweet moments together
*Please alleviate Cody's pain
*Let them KNOW your presence

Where are the legs?

2008-09-10T20:37:00.004-04:00

Knowing I would have a very full day, I prepared a turkey breast for dinner. The smell of garlic filled the house as the turkey was roasting in the oven. As it came out of the oven, I was filling everyones plates with veggies and mashed potatoes. I put a slice or two on Jackson's plate. He just looked at me and pushed the plate away. He pointed at the turkey in the pan.

I explained that this is THAT turkey. He refused the plate and pointed at the turkey. Well, I thought, maybe he just wants turkey. I made him another plate with turkey only. He looked at me again...for being non verbal, he really has a way of communicating clearly!

Finally, he got up and went to the turkey with a new, third plate, in hand.

He looked at that turkey breast. He turned it around. He looked at me. He looked back to the turkey, flipped it around again.

Finally! We all got it!

He was looking for the legs that usually come with the turkey! (When we have a whole turkey, Jackson always wants a drum stick.) He took a knife to that turkey breast until he cut off a piece with bone in it! By golly, he was determined to use his "cave man" skills to eat dinner with his hands tonight!

I was laughing at our life. A little thing, like a turkey with no legs, can really throw us into a funk around here. (I am thankful that we did not have a huge melt down.)

As I explained this all to Todd, he said, "I am on his side! I bet you won't do that again!"

Both my guys like the whole bird!

Oh well, Ashley and I will have turkey sandwiches for a while!

Who Needs a Rooster?

2008-09-06T19:42:00.009-04:00

Who needs a rooster to wake them, early on a Saturday morning, when you have Jackson?

Oh, I do not mind getting up early. It is a bit harder when you spent a late night before with friends...laughing, talking, creating and eating...well,

At 5:45 I heard the "wake up" call. It was the rustling of saran, the closing of cupboards and drawers, and the beep of the microwave. I came into the dimly lit kitchen to see that Jackson was warming pita chips and had cut his Jarlsburg cheese into cubes and put them onto toothpicks and plated them. (Did I mention that the entertaining of friends had happened at my house?)

Whenever we entertain friends, Jackson is at my side, taking in every thing. He wants to help in any possible way. It is wonderful, but I have to be VERY careful. It is very much a "monkey see, monkey do" situation. If I am not careful, he will be doing entertainment preparation at all hours of the day or night...case in point.

One morning, years ago, I awoke to the smell of a warm breakfast. It brought a smile to my face, until I rolled over and discovered that Todd was still in the bed! I jumped out, to find Jackson had gotten the baby fryer out, filled it with oil and was making chicken nuggets!!!!! We only use that fryer for fish and then we use it strictly outside. I was torn. I was so extremely proud that he knew how to fry chicken nuggets. I was so "errrrrr" that he had done this while the rest of the world was sleeping. DANGER!!!

I do have great joy in knowing that my kids enjoy preparing beautiful food items for others. (That apple does not fall far from the tree!) I definitely know that Jackson is a "Foodie." He has great culinary taste. He knows what he wants and how he wants it.

Here are a few more examples of his own culinary explorations from the summer.

making Great Grandma's watermelon pickles

double decker, white albacore on whole wheat potato bread

Thank You Lord...again!

We usually pray and ask the Lord to bless our food, then we pass the food around the table and each person helps themselves. If it is a "great" meal, in Jackson's eyes, we have to pray again. I guess it's his way of showing the Lord how grateful he really is. We all love it because we know he is happy with the menu!

Lord, I love that you love doing "stuff" with me. When I am by myself, may I do the things, that you have shown me how to do when we are together, in a way that pleases you and brings joy to your heart!

And may I always "doubly" thank you for all that you have provided for me!

Love Expressed

2008-08-26T08:15:00.018-04:00

God has surrounded me with amazing friends. Some of those friends are artists in the true sense of the word. Recently I was able to visit one friend's "craft room". I guess if it were mine, I would call it "Sanctuary"...or, maybe, "Refuge". Honestly, it brought tears to my eyes. It is a beautiful space. (I asked to return just to take pictures for this blog. I had to share this room with others!)

I wondered why I was so overwhelmed (in a good way) by this room.

Is it because I long for a place to get away to be creative, rather than lugging stuff to the dining room table? Is it because Tammi has decorated it so beautifully? Is it because I feel like a kid in a candy store, or more like Charlie in the Chocolate Factory?

I was so overwhelmed by this room because this is where my dear friend pours out her heart, her love for others.

You see, she is one of the most generous, loving people I know. This is the room where she creates to make others happy. This is the place where she expresses her passion, this is the place where she gives of herself...and it shows. I can feel it. That is why this is a sanctuary or a refuge for me.

I can feel the life and love here. Thank you Friend!

This Old House

2008-08-18T15:24:00.021-04:00

I love that we live in a house that is almost 100 years old...our Hamewith. I love looking through the windows and seeing the wavy glass, the imperfections of the hardwood floors. I love that there is history here that we have yet to discover...it adds a bit of drama!

We do know that the house used to have two fireplaces, both closed up before we moved in. When we replaced our roof, we removed the chimneys. Todd has been talking, for a while, about removing the fireplaces, from the attic down...brick by brick...to reclaim the space. He has had dreams of a second bathroom, maybe a closet. Recently, an "office space" has been mentioned. I have taken it all in stride.

Last week Todd was in the attic taking bricks out. "Well, if that is how he wants to spend his day"...was a thought of mine. He brought a few bricks down. I saw the action as him relieving a bit of stress. The next day, he yells out from our room, "Hey come and look at this!" I go into our room to see that he has taken off a whole section of sheetrock to expose some wall paper from way back when. He wanted me to see the cool wallpaper. My thought was, "Where is the wall? What are you doing?!!! He is really going to do this. Oh m' gosh!"

So for the last week, Todd has been using his "spare time" to reclaim this space, as well as the materials he has uncovered. Nothing is going to waste! He salvaged the beaded board, maybe to use on the ceiling or wall in this space. I grabbed some of the wallpaper, knowing that my artist friends could do something creative with it, and the brick...
This weekend the whole family got in on the "reclamation" process. We've been wanting a brick sidewalk along the front of the house. So, I got the honors of deciding on a pattern. Ashley got to clean the mortar off the brick, Jackson loaded, and hauled the sand and Todd laid the brick.

It is awesome to see what we did! The sidewalk looks really good. I just get so excited about it. It also gets me reflecting on it all...the life lessons that are being uncovered here.

Reclamation means "restoration, as to productivity, usefulness or morality."

There are so many areas, in my life, that the Lord has restored to usefulness. Those things that I thought should be discarded, the Lord has seen as beautiful, useful, with a purpose. I am so grateful for the Lord's faithfulness and commitment to me. He has skillfully remove the layers, revealing the beauty underneath.

Who knew?

God did.

I am very proud of Todd. This is just another example of his visionary gifting and tenacity.

Waiting vs. Waiting

2008-08-13T06:09:00.002-04:00

I have written that I have done a bit more blooming than blogging this summer. While that is true, I maybe have not shared the "whole" story. (Does that sound like a little child caught in a lie, or what?!) Really, I have some amazing blooms to share, I just wonder if I would have had more, had I taken care of a few weeds sooner.

Now, I do know that there are blooms that come despite the weeds. They are resilient, colorful, and, many times... common. Then there are blooms that are breathtaking. They live in a nicely kept garden. The soil seems to be worked...free of weeds, watered precisely and freshly airated. It really is quite beautiful. The impact and beauty stays with the Beholder for the longest time.

I have thought about the things that have been "weeds" to me this summer...weeds that can only be taken care of by getting down on my hands and knees and pulling them out by the root. I hesitate to even tell you the weeds, because I do not want my telling to feed them even more. But, then again, my telling may help others "identify" that very weed in their "garden of blooms".

There are a few things that pop up in my "real time" gardens. I am so excited to see green, I let it stay awhile, until I can identify if it is weed or not. If I were more experienced, I would know a lot sooner whether to let it grow or go. This summer, I seemed to be addressing the same weed, over and over.

This particular weed never got super tall, it just seemed to be everywhere! eerrggghh.

In asking my "Master Gardener" about this, it was brought to light, that instead of dealing with the first "sighting" agressively (hands and knees, pulling out by the root), I wanted to be rid of it quickly, with little effort, so I reved up the ol' lawn mower and cut it off. Of course by doing this, I did get rid of the appearance, for a time, but the root was still there AND I had scattered the seeds.

"The weed?" you ask.

"Self pity." I answer, embarrassed.

Oh, it starts off simple enough. I start thinking about the things I am waiting for the Lord to do. The list is long, (but not as long as ALL the things He has done already...this is Miracle Grow to my hope)! And, instead of resting in the waiting, I start thinking, "Oh, I have been waiting long." And it just goes from there! The appropriate response to the first thought should always be, "Thank you Lord for what you are doing. I do not see, but I trust you. You are good. You are kind. You are faithful." And it can go from there!

So, there were a few sad bits this summer...waiting on Jackson to get better, waiting on our adoption to happen, waiting for certain things with YWAM-Charlotte to "take off", waiting for things to go the way that I think they should go (oh Lord, forgive me...).

The big lesson for me...I need to stop waiting on these things to happen, and be wholly waiting on the Lord Himself.

Sweet, Sweet Lord, you have been so patient with me. May my "blooms", and the garden I tend, bring you glory.

Bloom Where You're Planted

2008-08-05T21:30:00.017-04:00

As a preteen girl, I used to decorate my room with posters that were pictures of flowers, kittens, puppies...remember? They would have some sort of saying on them, meant to shape your outlook on life.

"Bloom Where You're Planted"... seemed to say to me, no matter where I was in life, I could bloom. I have the ability to affect my surroundings, for good or bad... choose good (to bloom).

When we were very young, we would go camping as a family. We would go to our camp site, set up for the weekend, have a great time boating, fishing and skiing. On Sunday, we would pack it all up, and before we load ourselves into the car, my dad would have us scan the entire site for trash. My sister and I would say, "We got all our trash, Daddy. That was here before we got here." To that, my dad would reply, "We need to leave this place better than how we found it."

That has pretty much been one of those sayings that has shaped my world view (it was not on a cute puppy poster though)!

Tonight we celebrated National Night Out with our neighbors. You may have celebrated with your community as well. This year is the 25th year of this celebration (my first year celebrating). The whole idea is to bring neighbors and police together, saying good-bye to crime and hello to activism.

It was a great time of actually visiting with neighbors, more than the cordial wave as we drive by each other coming and going. We held babies, visited with the mayor, shared yummy dishes of food and the kids were free to run around together and play...in the intense heat of summer's evening in the South.

What is so amazing about this event tonight is that our neighbors came together, and that is miraculous. You see, when we first moved here 10 years ago, the area was considered "deteriorating".

Over the years, we have seen the crack houses close down, drug dealers move out and families restored. We still have progress to make, but we are seeing God work miracles. If we turn around and see where we have come from, we see the hand of God. I see God "planting" us here so that we can bloom.

Tonight, I see the result of people "blooming where they are planted." I see the result of people "leaving a place better than how they found it." I look forward to next year...to see the progress.

And just in case you have been wondering...yes! I have been doing more blooming than blogging this summer. Stories of "blooms" are on the way...Now, go do some blooming!