Thursday, January 31, 2013

I do appreciate your prayer.

The house not selling is mostly creating a place where we are forced to wait for Gods perfect timing. We are dangling, our feet off the ground, unable to move forward, yet enjoying talking about the future, sorting through our ideas and dreams...
At the same time, so many things are unfolding beautifully. The kids have settled in amazingly well, they love it here, are making friends, finding jobs. Dylan has been approached by the church to see if he would consider doing an internship working with the youth. Maddi is working at Safeway and Sophia at DQ. Sam has made friends. He's moved away from the computer and gaming and is now into BMX biking, he rides his bike ( bought with his own $) all over town. He was offered a job at the community youth drop in centre. Novalynn has been pouring herself into school and studying incredibly hard, she's shooting for a's. Bella is at CBC in the Ece program and is getting all A's. she's loving it.
God is pouring out his blessings on the kids in such amazing answers to prayer.
So while the lump in Tyler's leg has the potential to be serious, it could also be benign, and what ever it is, it already is. Finding out what it is will be an opportunity to choose to praise God in everything. I realize that might sound trite, but I'm being sincere. God allows in his wisdom that which he could easily prevent by his power.
Tyler and I haven't made any connections at church yet, but are attending a meeting tomorrow night for "new folks" :) so we'll see what becomes of that.
Some moments I do worry, my imagination runs away with all the possibilities of what cancer would and could mean, mostly at night, when there's nothing but the dark to look at. But it's only a war, and I know how to win it. I recite the 23rd psalm in my head till I fall asleep, and in the morning I wake up refreshed and renewed. True story.
So, pray for us, from a place of gratitude and victory, pray we wouldn't lose sight of Jesus, or get caught up in the world, or get too busy to see gods hand in our kids lives.

Much love,
Lara.