Sunday, March 27, 2016

Easter Sunday

There is just something about being in church with your whole family.  Sandwiched between Matt and Eli, Ry just two seats away, and Elle's in her class....you worship, greet, and then listen to the sermon.
Something you've done hundreds and hundreds of Sundays past.
Something you missed for just 9 Sunday's
But somehow in those 9 Sunday's, you noticed how much you missed this most every Sunday normal.
Today's Sunday found our family celebrating Christ's Resurrection.  It also found us celebrating our first Sunday all together as a family at church (last week we were home but Ry went to a different service so he could go dirt bike riding).
So thankful for Christ's finishing work on the cross.  For the eternal redemtpion and the priceless gift of salvation.
I am also so thankful to be able to celebrate this special day with my family.  

Christ is Risen!



Friday, March 11, 2016

no particular order

Totally random pictures in no particular order :)


My dad and brothers :)

Ellie and her cousin Claire when they were both a year old

Ellie pooped sand for a week after this trip to the beach....note to self, don't let your child eat sand!!  (She has never been back to the beach- We are determined to take her back...she's going to love walking in the sand and seeing the water)




Our claim to fame has never been that we're 'normal'....here's all the proof you need

A flight back from Hawaii where Oklie joined us

2008 

2009

2010


2011

I love my kids

Eli and Matt's mom


Ryan took holding his BB gun seriously...ha!

I guess turning 36 was a big deal

2011

I posted this picture as a visual warning....look at my bangs....take a good long look my stubby short bangs...I cut them with paper cutting scissors on my way out the door (without looking in a mirror- I just felt and went for it) to meet these girls and did not get a glance of them until looking at this pic after it was taken....Don't EVER cut your bangs without looking in the mirror....EVER EVER EVER!

The smile on Ry's face (Hi Code)

Ellie's first day of pre K






Ry and his dirt bike

Precious!!

Can hardly wait to go home

My nephew Cole

So proud of our Eli

Eli and his buddy Tyler





Not sure why but several times people have stopped us and asked if they could take 'selfie's' with Ellie- She's all smiles when they do :)

Friday, March 4, 2016

how my parents euro's got us a windmill

My parents were in Germany a couple weeks back.  As they were getting ready to leave, they handed me the Euro's that they did not use on their trip and said, 'Oh sweetie, do something fun with these.'

That same week, we learned that the nurse who is treating Ryan's Lyme thinks that 10 weeks of treatment will be sufficient (instead of the 12 weeks that was first thought).  We all agreed that Ryan would have a Lyme test pulled on the very last day of his treatment, March 24.  The test will take 2 weeks to get the results and instead of us waiting in Germany for a positive or negative, we would go home and receive the news by e-mail.  We could choose to stay here during the waiting period and once the results are received, decide what to do from there (continue treatment or not).   We have chosen not to take that route, at least at this point.  Our decision is not because we do not fully appreciate and feel like Ryan is receiving the best treatment available, but instead because, if the test comes back positive, we know his Lyme is in remission and we would choose to manage it from Oregon as needed.  It would also tell us that his Lyme will not be beat but instead managed throughout his lifetime (from what we've heard, success rate for the treatment he is going through is about 90%).  From all of these decisions, we know that our family will fly home sometime between March 25-27.  Matt and I are throwing around Ellie and I flying home next week while he and Ry finish out the remaining 3 weeks- Ryan has 5 of his cousins flying into Germany next Monday to spend the last 2 and a half weeks of Ryan's treatment traveling around and spending time with him....I don't think he would miss Elle's or I :)

So, back to my parents Euro's and seeing something fun.....

With the strong possibility of Ellie and I leaving late next week, we had one thing left on our 'Europe to-do list' that we have not done.....

See Holland.

My Matt's family is Dutch and his grandparents were from Holland (both sets) so, naturally, seeing Holland was something that was important to us.  It was $18. to switch Matt's flight from a Stuttgart, Germany arrival to an Amsterdam, Netherlands (Holland) arrival.  It was an almost 7 hour drive for Ryan, Elle's, and I yesterday to travel from Schwabisch Hall, Germany to Amsterdam (we came up a night early and stayed in a little bed and breakfast last night).

When Matt's ticket was secured and we knew Holland was happening for sure, I started checking into  where we would stay.  In my mind, it needed to be something special- something local and authentic. Something we would remember for a lifetime.

When the windmill came up in the search engine, I immediately looked at the price.  For our 3 night stay, it was over twice as much as the amount of Euro's my parents had left.  It was purposed in my mind to not go over that amount but I didn't want to rule out the windmill completely.  It's not peak season in Europe yet and the weather is less than ideal- this mixed with what my friend Kathy had told me (she has e-mailed owners of vacation homes before to ask if they were willing to offer better deals than what was advertised), I sent the owners an e-mail and asked if they would be willing to accept the amount from my parents....they were so gracious and said 'yes!'

Put on your bucket list a visit to Holland, staying in an an authentic windmill that has been rehabbed.

WOW- it is beautiful!!

I copy and pasted some pictures off of the advertising website (cause it's exactly what it looks like) and then added some of my own.

P.S. Thank you mom and pops- we love you guys

I snapped this picture from the back side of the windmill

If you look closely, the roof looks like a pressed hay bale











you eat on dutch tableware

Typing this blog post from the living room of the windmill
p.s. my leggings need lint rolled!!



Wednesday, March 2, 2016

there are some who...


There are some who, upon entering into the world of those suffering, allow their heart to become callous.  They justify away the needs of others so that their own comfort zone and control can stay put.  Their opinion of how the other should be presenting their sorrow trumps, and listening with their heart is lost.  This allows their own self centeredness to win, stepping on the one suffering in the process.

I have been guilty of this

There are some who, upon entering into the world of those suffering, allow their emotions to rule- they give and they give and they give with no boundary or thought.  Pretty soon, they are all given out and burnt out.  In their burn out, they feel the weight of how they failed.  It’s a helpless feeling, really- you’ve given all and it is still not enough.  The failed opinion of self becomes the focus.  It becomes easier to shy away from reaching into the world of the suffering because of your perceived failure, and once again, self-centeredness wins.

I have been guilty of this

There are some who, upon entering into the world of those suffering, allow their Christian Jargon to fill the room…’I’m so sorry, I’ll be praying for you’, even going to the extent of praying for the person right there. All the right words are said in the prayer but empathy and heart are missing- you move on without really hearing the suffering  person because you are too consumed with trying  to control how much time you spend with the them- your busy and need to get onto the next task on your list .  Your focus of self, what you think you should be doing, your to do list and tasks are what is most important and once again, self centeredness wins.

I have been so guilty of this

There are some who, upon entering into the world of those suffering, allow the Lord to direct their steps- they allow the Lord to direct their thoughts and their time- they allow the Lord to fill them continuously with His love so that they may share it with others.  They come into contact with the precious suffering soul and breath hope and healing into the places that sorrow has broken.  They give, not in a way that drains them, but in a way that fills them and the one suffering….They focus on Jesus, who is the giver of love and empathy, and trust His leading in their life.  Self is not recognized as leader but instead Jesus is.  This is the easiest for the Christian to 'say' they are but the hardest to be. 

Lord Jesus, please help me to become this way.