Well as I sit here Nathan is continuing to cut out drywall where my dryer is supposed to be. We had a leak from the kitchen all the way down to the basement a month ago. Nathan was able to stop the leak, but we were concerned there’d be mold. Thankfully we found out that we do not have “dangerous mold” (hmmm…) and in the kitchen we only have rot. (Yes, I feel much better about my abode. Ha!) Anyway, I am so thankful for a hubby who has the knowledge, experience, and motivation (primarily from the fact that I need to do laundry so I really need him to get done and put the dryer back) to do all this himself. We are missing our Sunday night cuddle time, but we are saving a lot of money. Sigh…
Christopher, Timothy, and Aaron had their first basketball games this Saturday. It was fun but chaotic; nevertheless, since they’ve only had one-two practices, I’d say it was a job well done! They all made baskets – Christopher with one hand due to a jammed finger and Timothy after he’d been hit in the face with the ball. Way to be boys!
Hannah has been in dance for about two months now. The first class I was just overwhelmed with joy and teary eyed as I watched my little Bun Head in her pink leotard sitting criss-cross applesauce with her class. She’s coming into her own in class now; I love to watch her facial expressions as she dances. (I also loved the fact that her face lit up with a HUGE smile the day she saw me watching her through the window.)
Ruthie is mobile…sort of. She scoots on her bum in a circular motion till she eventually gets somewhere. Some of my favorite times with her are in my room, sitting on my bed just making faces, sticking out our tongues, and blowing raspberries. Tonight she sat and played with a cabinet door while I put dishes away; so, I am enjoying the limited mobility for as long as it will last. Oh, and she has two teeth, one on the bottom and one catty-corner to it on the top. She will be getting another one in on the bottom within the week probably; it looks like she’ll have to be creative with chewing for awhile. 🙂
THE BIG NEWS!
Timothy got baptized! We have been talking with him about it for awhile now. He’s witnessed both of his brothers getting baptized (Christopher about a year and a half ago and Aaron at the end of last year) and multiple friends from our church family. During communion, I have all my kiddos tell me what the bread and juice symbolize; Timothy gets real excited to tell me what it all means. The boys have also been building Bible scenes with their legos using the Brick Bible, and Timothy quotes Jesus as He hangs on the cross. It’s been the coolest thing to witness. I have often said that it will be God’s very Word that will lead Timothy to salvation. He is amazing at memorizing and can still remember several of his memory verses from his first year of Upward Basketball. I have prayed the Hebrews passage about God’s Word being sharper than any two-edged sword and that it is living and active and by that Truth right there I have believed that God would reveal Himself to my boy.
I had sent out some texts, letting a few friends and family know what was going to happen today, and I couldn’t even make it through a text without tears forming. Every Sunday when we head to the church building Timothy wants to hear the song by Lincoln Brewster, “Today Is The Day.” I turned it up and we were all singing it…that is until I had to stop because I couldn’t get a word out without choking out some tears. I can’t even describe the overwhelming joy and GRACE I felt as I listened to that song, thought about Timothy, and prayed to/praised my Jesus.
I have had times when I couldn’t imagine Timothy’s future; there were times that I didn’t know if Timothy would know how to love or show appropriate emotion or understand enough to make big decisions on his own. Then there were times that I would believe with all my heart in the faithfulness and promises of God. Over the past five years, since we found out he has autism, God has blown us away over and over again with Timothy. He may still “have” autism but his awareness, emotions, and behavior have undergone miracle after miracle! I still believe God will use Timothy to do large things for His Kingdom.
11 For this gospel I was appointed a herald, apostle, and teacher, 12 and that is why I suffer these things. But I am not ashamed, because I know the One I have believed in and am persuaded that He is able to guard what has been entrusted to me until that day. 2 Timothy 1
(From the moment he came up out of the water, he’s been exclaiming, “I’m a Christian now!” His smile and excitement remind me of how I felt the night of my salvation!)
It is a HUGE responsibility to take care of, nurture, love on, and disciple an eternal soul! There are days when I myself am being discipled and feel very disqualified for the calling. I find that I teach more out of my need for daily grace than anything else (a.k.a. my mess ups, mistakes, sins). I sometimes think if I could just spend time writing them letters that would be way more beneficial than trying to live it out before them, but then I remember that Paul wrote letters after he had lived among the churches. They saw his flaws and therefore God’s grace. They saw Paul’s weakness and therefore God’s strength. They witnessed Paul’s limits and therefore God’s boundlessness. They saw his need and therefore God’s provision. The churches could testify of Paul’s sorrows and therefore of God’s comfort. They could see people’s hate and therefore God’s amazing love through Paul and the other disciples. They witnessed suffering and the joy that resulted from it. They saw Paul (and the others) journeying (passing through) in the world, though not of it, and therefore they saw a way – The Way – home.
Take my life and let it be, consecrated Lord to Thee. Take my moments and my days; let them flow in ceaseless praise. Take my hands, and let them move at the impulse of Thy love. Take my feet, and them be swift and beautiful for Thee. Take my voice, and let me sing always, only, for my King. Take my lips, and let them be filled with messages from Thee. Take my silver and my gold; not a mite would I withhold. Take my intellect, and use every power as Thou shalt choose. Take my will, and make it Thine; it shall be no longer mine. Take my heart, it is Thine own; it shall be Thy royal throne. Take my love, my Lord, I pour at Thy feet its treasure store. Take myself, and I will be ever, only, all for Thee.
Written by Francis Ridley Havergal