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An Awesome God...

I've been a bit quiet this week.  I wanted to immediately log on and share what's been going on in our world.  I also tempered myself knowing that there are still privacy concerns in all things.  So, I've been a bit close lipped.  I can say that recently a hearing was held with regard to the TPR appeal issued by a member of Honeybee's family.

Scriptures have been posted everywhere



The appeal process and our experience of it has been sometimes quite disconcerting and, at times, alarmingly frightening.  Still, we prayed.

We posted scripture, meditated on those Words, trusted God in His will and judgment, and prepared ourselves for whatever came our way.

The "whatever" that came our way was the judge ruling in favor of our petition to move forward with permanency and denying the appeal for termination of parental rights.  We are so thankful.  What this means now is we have to wait for a period of time while the opportunity for yet another appeal is provided.  If that appeal does not come (and we are actively praying it does not), we will be allowed to complete the paperwork that will finally allow our daughter's adoption to be finalized.  In a few months, we hope to be introducing a beautiful family portrait of all family members.

It's been a very long journey.  It is wonderful to be able to see a little light at the end of the tunnel. Ms. Care recently stopped by for a visit and told me it would be her last supervisory visit before we sign the appropriate paperwork.  Wow!  That kind of caught me off guard.  Ms. Care has been such an integral part of this journey from the very beginning.  She has seen us from the first day Honeybee was placed in our arms and loved in our hearts.  Now, we are approaching a time when the standard 30 day visits are no longer required, when calls asking for permission to take Honeybee out of the state won't be a necessity.  We're approaching a time where we can share family photos with my family out of the state over email without any hindrance.  I'm really looking forward to it.

BUT, I am also sobered thinking of her birth family.  The updates are still going to continue and nothing will ever change that.  But I know how it feels to want to know the other side of you, to know whom you look like, and what activities you share in common.  Honeybee will always know who she is and where she comes from, but I do wonder how she will feel about her story.

One things is more than certain.  I am so very thankful that God has seen fit for Honeybee to remain with us as her forever family and that we are allowed to love her and protect her as well as we are able.  I will continue to pray for all parties involved.  I know this is not an easy thing at all.

Our Honeybee remains happy at home.  For that, we are grateful.

-WinterMommy

Weekend Recap: Choir Anniversaries

We had an awesome weekend!!!  Really, I could not have asked for anything better.  Saturday, our church's choir celebrated our young adult and youth choirs' anniversary concert.  We had such a wonderful time.  It felt so great to be standing in the loft singing praises to God for all that He has done and is doing in our ministry this year.  Considering how things have been so potentially stressful lately with the TPR and my prayer frustrations, this was such a wonderful and needed event.  Truly, the conversation I had with God AFTER this event was sorely needed and appreciated.

We were blessed with several special guests who came and shared their love of God through ministry. It was fun fellowshipping with them and also with ourselves.  It's always good to sit down and celebrate with people who love and support you and what you're doing.  Which brings me to my FatherWinter (LOVE HIM!)

Because I had to be at the church for a rehearsal well before the rest of the family arrived, FatherWinter and I drove separate vehicles.  I'd already packed my choir attire and was out the door before I realized that I'd left my brown flats which were part of the required uniform.  In a panic, I contacted FatherWinter and asked if he would bring my brown shoes when he came to support us at the concert.  My husband, who was coming with the family anyway,  arrived after fighting horrible traffic about five minutes before the start of the concert with a garbage bag FULL of brown shoes from my closet because he didn't know which ones I'd want.  Can I tell you I love that man?  He's so awesome.

The choir event went so amazingly well.  What made it so awesome was the choirs were made up completely of young people who love the Lord.  We were singing praises to God and we all know who He is and why we praise.  That's something to sing about for sure!




What made the evening even more special was the fact that my family was right there to celebrate with me.  It was heartwarming to see FatherWinter, Superbug, and Honeybee singing and clapping along with us.  After the concert was over, Superbug told me that he was very proud of us and gave me the biggest hug.  Isn't that the coolest thing and role reversal ? :)  FatherWinter added icing on the cake with a kiss and a suggestion that we get dinner out instead of my cooking something for the evening. Lol, I thought that was an awesome idea.

Upon coming home, we were all exhausted.  Literally, I just wanted to hit the bed immediately.  We decided to spend some time talking and catching up about the day's events though.  I caught this awesome pic of Honeybee in the process.  She just wanted to show off her bow lol.  


After sharing the day's events, we all got ready for bed knowing we had to get up early this morning for early Worship service.  Alas, we left the house late this morning.  I made it to the choir stand in time to sing, which is always a great thing, but I hate getting anywhere late.

It all worked out though and the church message was so on time!  When we got home, I found myself again being so tired.  FatherWinter was had the children in their rooms to rest or play and he made sure I got to catch up on rest.  He has been AWESOME!  When I woke up a bit later, I made sure Miss Honeybee was fed and changed, and bought her downstairs to join her father and brother.  

We queued up the DVR and the family watched March Madness games today.  We were rooting for University of Virginia as we are have a family friend connection to one of the players on the team...


Unfortunately, their tourney ended today so we watched a few other games, caught up on some of our shows missed during the week, had dinner, and called it an evening.

It may not have been the most eventful weekend event.  But I have to say, I wouldn't have changed it for anything.  Now to get ready for Ms. Care's monthly visit.  :)

Have a great evening.

-WinterMommy

CIBH: Blockages in my prayer life

This post is a part of the Can I Be Honest (CIBH) collection.


I haven’t had an earnest conversation with God for a while now.  I’ve awakened in the morning and have thought my thanks for being allowed to see another day, but the prayer that came from my lips seemed automatic even to me.  I’ve blessed my food and have thanked Him for its availability.  I’ve even acknowledged within myself that is He who has kept me gainfully employed at my company in the midst of shockingly massive and debilitating layoffs.  But acknowledging in my head and heart and not actually speaking to God to acknowledge those things in conversation with Him hasn’t really been occurring.  I haven’t been able to get into a deep and earnest discussion with Him.

Life Lessons, Awesomely Inspired

I was once told that we can see God in everything.  I believe that.  I also believe that we are given the opportunity to learn from every interaction.  We can grow from an event or that same event can cause us to lose a piece of ourselves.  My internal prayer is always to laugh, to learn, and to live experiencing each day as an opportunity to better myself and my environment.  Yesterday, I had the opportunity to see that thought process live.


Yesterday, I went to pick up a cake for a farewell gathering at my office.  The bakery section was closing and there was only one gentleman there prepping it for the next day’s work.  I selected a cake and asked him if he would write “Best Wishes” on it.  He readily agreed.  I watched him silently and noticed that he seemed a bit nervous.  Before he wrote out the words, he mimicked them in the air above the cake.  Then he shook his head satisfied with the mimicry and wrote out the phrase I’d requested.  When he returned the cake to me, it looked like the attached picture.  The writing wasn’t pretty.  There was a misspelling.  It certainly wasn’t what I would have expected.  But I didn’t get upset.  I didn’t even bat an eye.

Here was that experience that we hope for in our everyday interactions.  This man was so apologetic and was so eager to please. He looked literally terrified that I would be angry.  It was almost as if he was trying to make himself smaller.  I know that look.  I hate it.  It reminds me on when I was a youngster and the “mean girls” would bully me because I was more interested in getting education than I was in being popular.  I wanted to erase that look from him.  So I chose to be and indeed was thankful for his willingness to serve when he was the only one available.  I heard his apology for not being the best writer, but I chose to focus on his can do attitude.  I was impressed that despite what others (including himself) would have deemed a limitation, he stepped up to do something when he could have easily explained that he wasn’t a sufficient writer and would not be able to provide me services needed.  Because of this young man, I will continue to use this bakery (another writer J), but I will enjoy being served by him. And I may just see if he'd be interested in being a rep for my personal company. Good customer service and earnest employees mean something today…especially to me. 

Thankful for life lessons in everyday situations.

-WinterMommy