I really enjoy the music of Rend Collective. Their music personally speaks to me and their message of “Counting Every Blessing” puts things back into perspective for me when I find myself having doubts.
I have been trying to sell my daughter’s ice skates for the last five years. They were only worn about 3 times and then she outgrew them. I had a few inquiries, but the deal was never sealed. I recently reposted them and someone finally wanted to buy them.
The mom, who I had been corresponding with, said she was blessed to be able to get them for her daughter. I was selling them for $20 as they were in mint condition. I decided to surprise her but she had sent her husband instead.
I let him know that I was gifting the skates to his daughter and appreciated all he was doing. He said he appreciated me. I should mention, the father is currently serving in the Air Force. As an Army mom, I do what I can to help out our military (past and present).
Later, I received a text from the mom. She said her entire family was moved by my generosity. Her daughter was so excited with her “new” skates. I simply told her that I was recovering from a serious illness and I had been blessed with a lot of support and now I am able to pay it forward.
We traded a few more texts. I told her it was meant to be, as I had held onto those skates for so many years. She asked if she could pray for me. I thanked her as prayers are always welcomed and appreciated. I extended an invite to Simple Church, in case they didn’t have a home church. God works in mysterious ways. It was a blessing to be able to give a little girl a pair of skates and in turn, I received something much greater.
I’ve been reviewing some of my previous writings. I thought with June looming around the corner, it would be a good time to reflect on God in my life. I wrote the original, “God In My Life” a year ago. Since then, I have been diagnosed with Stage-3 colon cancer and my youngest sister, whom I’ve somewhat reconnected with, has been diagnosed with Stage-2 breast cancer. While I am fighting cancer with everything I’ve got, I never went through the “why me” phase. I truly trust God has a plan for me.
I am still with Simple Church and they have been beyond supportive. I know I was led there before my cancer diagnosis was brought to light. For that, I am eternally grateful! I am thankful for everyone who has prayed, and continues to pray for me. Prayer really does work.
I believe in the power of prayer. Today, I received more bad news; not about me though. I am asking for anyone who prayers to lift up a prayer for my son. I am feeling helpless and there’s not much I can do.
He knows what it’s about. I just pray truth and justice are brought to light. This family has had far too much to deal with lately.
Last night I attended a parents’ forum for the Christian youth group my daughter goes to. While, we don’t attend the church the group is held at, all are welcome. Most of the parents know each other from church, but several introduced themselves to the “newbie” (aka me).
I enjoyed hearing about what my daughter and the other kids were learning about. There was a discussion on how we can communicate with our children and keep them in the faith. I even learned about a Bible app that can connect us, but also we can pick topics to read and discuss. I was excited! I now what we will be using for our Bible study next year in our homeschool. My daughter knew of the app, but chose not to tell me as she knew I would use it for our school.
Our forum ended right when they were doing the evening meal (they feed the kids dinner each week). It was nice to sit back and watch my daughter and her friends chatting, while eating together. I was also able to observe other kids and their parents.
We listened to the weekly message and then one of the leaders and three of the students played and sang worship songs (that anyone could join in on).
I take pride in being actively involved in my tween’s life. I have access to her email, review her phone regularly, am on her Bible app, and her Instagram account (set up to show off her artwork). I monitor what little social media I allow her to have. She knows this and it’s not an issue. I am proud I know the parents and kids she hangs around with. I know they are positive influences and I don’t need to worry when she is around them.
The youth group is a weekly, two-hour blessing that I am grateful my daughter can be a part of. That is her time with other kids who follow Christ. Such a positive, safe and wonderful place for tweens and teens to get together.
Yesterday, I attended my first IF Table. It’s a small group meeting through church. A friend actually invited me to go with her. I don’t attend her church, but it’s nice to get together with other women of faith. I wasn’t sure what I was getting into, but I wanted to see my friend and figured this couldn’t hurt.
The IF Table has some cards with questions on them. They provide discussion opportunities for those who attend. While, this group was new to me, the concept wasn’t; as I attend a small group at my church and we have a similar setup.
While I didn’t share, and actually broke down into tears at one point, it was a really nice time. I listened to the other women and their responses, which surprisingly, provided comfort.
The group meets once a month. Depending on my work schedule, I’d like to attend again. In May, I will be working seven days a week, as I was able to pick up a part-time job. I won’t be working both jobs forever, but as donations are down to a trickle, I need the extra income. So, until I have been “cured” of cancer or it kills me, I’ll be busy instead of idle. I need this second job to help keep me busy and focused.
I encourage you to step out of your comfort zone and if you’re invited out or you feel like exploring, please join a small group. The small groups allow you to connect and grow in your faith.
I hope everyone has a blessed week.
I honestly believe that angels walk among us and they take the form of friends.
A few weeks ago, I was lost. I was having daily meltdowns regarding how I am going to pay for my cancer treatment and medications. I was shutting down and beginning to withdraw.
I had a long-time friend invite me over to her home after church. I was such in a bad place, I didn’t want to go. I told her I would think about it. She tempted me with seeing their Siberian Husky. I have unofficially adopted him…well adopted him in the sense he is my main focus when I get to visit him; and his owners.
I relented and asked when we should be at her house. I grabbed a toy for Kona (the Siberian). I love that dog; even if he’s not mine. I get through church, take a much-needed nap (thanks to my meds) and woke up in time to leave.
Standard greetings took place and then it was time to see Kona; who is normally outside – he loves it outside. I walk out, hear a guy’s voice, who I just assumed was my friend’s boyfriend. When I say, I go to see the dog, I’m not kidding. I was so dog-focused, I failed to realize my son was the one holding onto the dog’s leash. Right next to him, was my daughter-in-law and granddaughter.
It’s been six years since I’ve seen my son. He’s in the Army, so visits are few and far between and he’s stationed across the country. Another one of my friends used air miles that would expire before she could use them and flew them all out to see me. I had yet to meet my daughter-in-law or meet my (now) eight-month old granddaughter.
To say tears were flowing would be an understatement. I was beyond surprised. Several people were in on it. They kept me going til the surprise took place. They knew how difficult life had become and brought a beacon of light to brighten up my world.
I have had the pleasure of having my oldest and youngest together for three weeks. We did a few low-key tourist things, but mostly stayed near home. I still have had to work while they have been here.
Walking through my front door and to be greeted by my smiling grandbaby brings joy like nothing else. Cooking dinner every night has been great. My daughter-in-law LOVES mashed potatoes! It may seem trivial, but my husband is Asian and we eat a lot of rice. I had another person in my corner for side dishes. My son did good marrying her. LOL
My granddaughter celebrated her first Christmas in my home. My daughter and son were able to celebrate their birthdays together (New Year’s Eve and New Year’s Day). I was able to bring the “kids” to church and introduce them to my church family. My son isn’t big on attending church, but he did so for his mom.
I will be sad when I have to take them to the airport tomorrow. Tonight will be the last night that I will sit on the sofa, holding the baby, and giving her a bottle. She can hold it herself, but each evening, we’ve had our little bonding time. I will miss it greatly!
I am blessed that I have angels walking among us and I get the privilege of calling them friends.