Fresh new day...same old AC

So I wake up today feeling much more rested and refreshed.  Sleeping on a soft flat surface is so much more desirable than being crunched in a van seat.  Not to mention there are no screaming teenagers, and no bumps to send my neck aching.  So I am rejoicing.  Even though there are mountains of laundry in my kitchen, our air conditioning has finally kicked the bucket (which is terrible news if you live in south MS), and I have three giant heads staring at me from the side of the bed.  I am rejoicing because I serve a great God.  I serve a God that can bind people together even though they are miles and miles and miles apart.  I serve a God who can mend the broken and stir the hearts of men.  I experienced some wonderful things during my time with the Tohono O'odham people this past week.  I am amazed that even though they go without or have so little they still praise God for their blessings.  Many of us would look at what they have and what they have been through and not be able to see how God has blessed them.  To me, they are a constant reminder that we should thank God for the little things and only rely on Him.  Thats hard for me to do in my culture of huge TV's and big bank accounts that go with even bigger debts.  It is so much easier to rely on the things that the world says I need.  Maybe I should just go live with the T.O. or maybe even the persecuted Chinese.   I would really be able to see God then. 

Dear anonymous

Your comment struck a chord with me.  But not a chord that made me feel all warm and happy on the inside.  Now granted, I have just gotten home from a 24 hr van ride from Az, so I am not in the greatest of moods but come on.  Suck it up??  A little rude don't you think?  I understand that with being in the military you have to expect to move and to do so often.  I wasn't saying I was against it.  I wasn't saying that God can not work in many different places.  But do you think that just because I am part of a military family that it automatically makes leaving friends and family easy?  I was merely commenting on the fact that my heart wasn't fully at peace with either choice.  So I do not believe it is your place to tell me to suck it up.  A more appropriate comment might have been..."wow, you really have  a lot going on.  It will all turn out for the best."  Now, that would have struck a chord that made me feel all warm inside.

Too much too much too much

Wow...so its been quite awhile hasn't it. I doubt anyone is still reading this. I am not even sure what I was talking about in the last post. But I know that a lot has happened. Things have been very busy since my wonderful husband has been home. It seems like this week is the first break we have had since his arrival. Lets see, we made a trip to Tn to visit family and also to pick up a bunch of furniture from my sister. She and her family are moving to London as missionaries and had to get rid of EVERYTHING they own. So we basically got a new house full of furniture. I am so thankful for Matt and Myra's generosity. You two have no idea what a blessing that was, even though it was painful for ya'll.

Anyway, after that we had Camp Create at our church. The only way I can describe it is that is a Vacation Bible School on 12 types of steroids. This years title was Meet the Weirdys and the theme was "there's a hero in everyone." So my role for the week was Paddler. I was a superhero who's powers included pin-point ping pong accuracy and flight.  I even have my own trading card...pretty crazy to be famous!  

So now that Camp Create is done Sean and I are preparing to head to Arizona for a week.  That should be an amazing time of seeing God work in peoples lives and how He is at work on the T.O. reservation.

But the real reason that pushed me to post today was the fact that so much is changing.  My sister is moving to London, and I don't think that I have processed that.  I read her blog today and cried through pretty much all of it.  Seeing as how I lived with them for 5 years.  Along with the fact that Sean and I are going to be (unless the Lord intervenes) relocating in December.  I am not ready for this.  I am not ready to leave this church, I am not ready to leave the friends that I have made here, and I am not ready to leave the security that I have here.  This is the first place that has truly been my home in many many years.  This is a place where I really do belong.  Its not that I don't want to go live in a really cool place like Hawaii or San Diego, its just that I have made a place here, a place where people love me and don't want me to leave.  But the fact is that either we move somewhere else or we stay here and Sean deploys again to Iraq.  I don't fully like either choice.  Not to mention the fact that I don't handle change well at all.

I remember the first time that my family moved from one house to another.  I ran from room to room crying because I was leaving the only home I had ever known.  Granted, we only moved to another neighborhood in the same area, but it was still traumatic.  Not to mention the fact that after that move my family fell apart.  So yeah, I don't handle change well.  And we are up for a LOT of big changes.