When you get to that point in your adulthood/motherhood where you realize you have nothing of importance to say. When you wake up so humbled by life that you just feel a lot quieter.
Writing has been hard since our last miscarriage in August. I might have had another one in September. I had 4 days of light positive tests before they got even lighter and I started. But I had just miscarried two babies in two months so honestly it felt like a continuation of the previous two, if it was.
But life is carrying on. My boys are all having birthdays and will soon be 8, 5, 4, and 2. My second will have a birthday in April and then we'll be able to have the nice even two year spacing until November when the birthday chain starts again.
School is going really well. But that's because we don't do it. I've decided to call our education "freestyle" until I come up with a better name. Basically I pick up things when and where I can use them for a little, put them away, use them again later or with another kid, etc etc. I have each kid practice reading each day using whatever I feel like on any given day, finding tools as each kid comes to a hurdle I can't get them through, but we're finding a lot of success. Our tool with our 5 year old is Teach your Child to Read in 100 easy lessons. I HATED it when I bought it with my first but holy moly, I lOVE it with my second! It gives us what we need, a sweet cuddle time on the couch and it's also great for him to look at my lips while we pronounce "new" sounds and then learn to make words with them. He's always struggled with pronunciation so it's working so well. We also do devotions every day which is the bulk of our education time right now. We read a Psalm, an Old Testament reading, a New Testament reading, a church Father writing, and a prayer for the day. Then we sing a hymn or two and then we read through an entire chief part using a "Follow and Do" book. Then we say Luther's Morning prayer and pray petitions for our family and friends.
My oldest is doing copy work through a Memoria Press book and my preschool/5K boys are doing some work in Rod and Staff workbooks but that's our stuff for now. I just love picking and choosing using curriculum like a took box when you're doing a job. The focus isn't the tool, it's the long term goals. For us our goals are Christ and family. Everything else will figure itself out.
I haven't conceived in 4 months now. This is strange, hard, grief causing, and...restful. God is gracious and merciful and while my heart yearns desperately for our family to grow more, it is what it is and Jesus is coming back.
My husband and I were talking tonight as I cried that it's been a year this week since I found out I was pregnant with our Anastasia. I said, "I wonder if it gets harder as we get older, you know, the knowing that things aren't the way they're supposed to be ever...even when we're at our happiest on earth." He said based on the shut-ins he visits he would say yes.
Do you feel it? The sensation that something isn't right, like a family member missing or that odd tingling in the back of your heart that something, something is amiss? I know what it is. It's heaven calling. We know this is not the way things are supposed to be. The Holy Spirit can't help but groan within us for the release from our sin and pain. He intercedes for us and we groan for release from labor into the birth into heaven. Come soon Jesus, come soon and take us home.
Abide with me, fast falls the even tide, the darkness deepens, Lord with me abide. When other helpers fail and comforts flee, Oh Thou who changest not, Abide with me.
"Some went down to the sea in ships, doing business on the great waters; they saw the deeds of the Lord, His wondrous works in the deep. For he commanded and raised the stormy wind, which lifted up the waves of the sea. They mounted up to heaven; they went down to the depths; their courage melted away in their evil plight;
they reeled and staggered like drunken men and were at their wits' end. Then they cried to the Lord in their trouble, and He delivered them from their distress. He made the storm be still, and the waves of the sea were hushed. Then they were glad that the waters were quiet, and he brought them to their desired haven." Psalm 107:23-30
they reeled and staggered like drunken men and were at their wits' end. Then they cried to the Lord in their trouble, and He delivered them from their distress. He made the storm be still, and the waves of the sea were hushed. Then they were glad that the waters were quiet, and he brought them to their desired haven." Psalm 107:23-30
Saturday, December 7, 2013
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Here's what I'm reading. This made me think of this:
ReplyDelete2 Corinthians 1:3-11
English Standard Version (ESV)
God of All Comfort
3 Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of mercies and God of all comfort, 4 who comforts us in all our affliction, so that we may be able to comfort those who are in any affliction, with the comfort with which we ourselves are comforted by God. 5 For as we share abundantly in Christ's sufferings, so through Christ we share abundantly in comfort too.[a] 6 If we are afflicted, it is for your comfort and salvation; and if we are comforted, it is for your comfort, which you experience when you patiently endure the same sufferings that we suffer. 7 Our hope for you is unshaken, for we know that as you share in our sufferings, you will also share in our comfort.
8 For we do not want you to be unaware, brothers,[b] of the affliction we experienced in Asia. For we were so utterly burdened beyond our strength that we despaired of life itself. 9 Indeed, we felt that we had received the sentence of death. But that was to make us rely not on ourselves but on God who raises the dead. 10 He delivered us from such a deadly peril, and he will deliver us. On him we have set our hope that he will deliver us again. 11 You also must help us by prayer, so that many will give thanks on our behalf for the blessing granted us through the prayers of many.
No one has ever accused me of being overly-affectionate (cough, cough. Not a hugger). But, I find so many of my conversations these days ending with, "I love you," "I know. It's hard," "I'm praying for you." what we have is True Comfort. That's what we give each other. Down at the bottom of the cup is the cross.
Thank you dear sister. This was so beautiful. xo
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