Monday, December 10, 2012

Thoughts on Quimby

In my class, I had to reflect upon a life event. Thought I'd share it here, since so many of you followed our "Quimby saga". :) Just a snippet of what God taught me through it all.




In the fall of 2008, my husband Marc and I became landlords. We moved into the parsonage of the church where I worked, and we decided to rent out the house we had bought as a newly married couple.  The house was nothing special, but it was something we had carefully decorated, updated, cared for and held many special memories for us. When time came for a new lease and another month's rent, we discovered the woman on the lease was in jail, had others living there who didn't have rent money and the house was completely trashed. What followed included phones calls to lawyers, locksmiths, a dumpster to remove all the trash, gutting the kitchen, insurance claims, thousands of dollars that we certainly didn't have, every single free night and Saturday we had for about six months and asking help from family, friends, and our church.

As we filled the dumpster with loads of trash I kept asking how in the world people could live this way. How could she let her children color in permanent marker all over the walls and ceilings? How could she let other people live there who couldn't pay? Why were there eleven mattresses in a three bedroom house?  How could she let a leaky faucet ruin an entire kitchen and never correct the simple problem? How could she sell lawn mowers and other things out of the garage that didn't belong to her ? How could she allow drugs, alcohol, tobacco and pornography to exist in the same home as young children? How could she break doors, put huge holes in the walls, ruin all the carpet and wood floors and never think about the damage she was doing to us? How could she be so completely selfish, neglectful, filthy, ignorant, broken and utterly disgusting?

As Marc and I were the landlords of a simple, one hundred year old house, God is much more significantly the landlord of the earth, and the creator of all life.  He gave us the responsibility of caring for his world and one another.

Genesis 1:29-31 29 Then God said, “I give you every seed-bearing plant on the face of               the whole earth and every tree that has fruit with seed in it. They will be yours for food. 30             And to all the beasts of the earth and all the birds in the sky and all the creatures that        move along the ground—everything that has the breath of life in it—I give every green plant for food.” And it was so.

31 God saw all that he had made, and it was very good. And there was evening, and there          was morning—the sixth day.

 We are God's people, yet we have acted and continue to act like the renters of our Quimby house. We are completely selfish, neglectful, filthy, ignorant, broken and utterly disgusting. Does God not have every right to ask us the questions I wanted to ask of my renter? How can we continue to live this way? How can we do so much damage to ourselves, others and the world and not think of the damage we do to our Lord? We have taken the good gifts of God and exchanged them for unworthy imitations.

“There is no one righteous, not even one;
11 there is no one who understands;
there is no one who seeks God.
12 All have turned away,
they have together become worthless;
there is no one who does good,
not even one.”

Romans 3:11 - 12

It took longer than I care to admit for me to forgive my renter. The anguish she caused and my disgust at her lifestyle were overwhelming and I am not sure she has any idea what her actions did. It felt good to be furious with her. I needed a direction for my wrath and anger, and she was the natural recipient. In my mind, she deserved my judgment and unforgiveness.

God's wrath also needs a direction and we are the natural recipient. We deserve God's judgment and have no right to be forgiven, but instead he imputed the guilt of our sin to Christ, and we are declared righteous in his sight.

"But God demonstrates his own love for us in this: While we were still sinners, Christ died for us." Romans 5:8

We all, like sheep, have gone astray,
each of us has turned to our own way;
and the Lord has laid on him
the iniquity of us all.  Isaiah 53:6

Our sin and brokenness is so much worse than a simple ruined kitchen and marker on a wall. God's wrath is much more severe than our anger as landlords of the ruined house. Yet, the awesome gift of God's grace is more than we can comprehend. His love for his people is deeper, wider, higher and more intense than we can fathom.

"Your love, Lord, reaches to the heavens,
your faithfulness to the skies." Psalm 36:5

I will not forget the feelings I experienced through the discovery of the trashed house, the rebuilding and restoration of it and finally the selling of it. It will serve as a reminder of the amazing reconciliation to God that has been offered to us through Christ. Praise be to God!

Thursday, December 6, 2012

Izzy Fighter

http://fightingforizzyauction.wordpress.com/about/

This is a link to an online auction for friends of mine, Molly & Kendrick. Their 4 year old daughter, Izzy, is fighting stage 4 cancer. She's fighting for her life. They should be getting results tomorrow from a bunch of scans they did today to see how effective the chemo has been. Please pray for Izzy, Molly, Kendrick & older brother Carter. If you have a few dollars to spend or are looking for a gift for someone, head over to the auction & see what there is!

Friday, November 23, 2012

GIve Thanks

I've missed more than a couple days of Giving Thanks! Let's catch up:

* I'm thankful for my new little one, Geneva Claire!

* I'm thankful for my husband, who works so hard at work and then still comes home and gives, gives, gives. He even takes a turn at night holding Geneva, changing her, etc.

* I'm thankful for how well Isaac and Hope have adjusted to having a baby around! They love her and always want to hold her, kiss her, etc.

* I'm thankful for our family - both blood & church - getting meals delivered is AMAZING! While I feel pretty good and have gotten out of the house a few times, I'm not ready to go to the grocery store, let alone try to cook something when we're no where near on a schedule and I'm exhausted. It's truly a blessing. And man, people in our church can cook! I'm going to be requesting some recipes.

* I'm thankful that Marc has had some great conversations about our move to Tanzania with his principal and administrators. I'm thankful for all the support and encouragement we've received since we've told people about our plans. While some people might think we're crazy, not many people have told us that to our face.

* I'm thankful for my volunteer leaders at church. Maternity leave would not happen without ALL of them. Everyone has been so willing to step in so that I can have a few weeks at home with my family. I am so grateful for this time.

* I'm thankful for fall. I'm going to miss fall next year. I love fall in Michigan. The colors, the smells, the foods, the activities...it's beautiful.

* I'm thankful for coffee. Seriously. I'm going to get myself a cup right now.

* I'm thankful for Hope's speech therapist, Becky. She's been awesome and very encouraging. We're going to bump up the amount of therapy Hope receives as we look forward to moving. We are not so sure there will be many resources for speech therapy in Tanzania, so they therapists are going to try to teach me as much as possible so I can continue working with Hope while we're there. I'm so grateful for the resources available here, and that they're FREE! What a true blessing!

* I'm thankful for an amazing home that is spacious and allows us room to be hospitable. Growing up, we had several non-family members live with my family; a couple of college guys (family friends), and a few of my mom's small group students who had rough family lives. I got used to sharing my space and family with others. It has seemed natural that throughout our married life, Marc and I have had 2 of his sisters live with us at various times, and 5 international students. This would not have been possible without this home that we rent.

* I'm thankful for my church; for my co-workers, for my students, for my volunteers, for my friends, for community, for the fact that I live next door, for the freedom to worship!

* I'm thankful that right now, WE DON'T OWN QUIMBY! Whew. I HATE still having to make payments for it, but at least the actual physical burden of owning it is no longer on our shoulders.

* I'm thankful for the doors that have opened and the clear leading that the Lord has given us in our decisions regarding Tanzania. He has truly made his will known to us and we are humbled and excited to be on this journey.

* I'm thankful for technology that makes the world a bit smaller. I love that I can keep up with friends and family that are not in GR easily. I'm thankful that when we move, we have these tools to keep up with everyone here!

* I'm thankful that we could pay off a debt this month!

* I'm thankful for slippers.

* I'm thankful that I'm in my last class at CTS and that I will (pending internship & oral comps) graduate this spring with my Masters!

* I'm thankful for clean water, indoor plumbing, healthy food, a warm home, more clothes than I need.

* I'm thankful for coffee. Did I say that already? ;)

So many gifts to be thankful for. I am certainly blessed.




Thursday, November 15, 2012

Geneva Claire

So I thought I'd share a bit more of the birth story for those of you who might be interested (and for my own memories).

I had a doc appt the Monday after my due date and the doc scheduled a non stress test and another appt for the following Friday (11/2). The non stress test went fine and at the appt the NP told me I was still only 1 cm, about 50% and baby was still at postition -2. UGH. Seriously I know God made women's bodies to have babies, but I think he forgot something in me...my babies have all needed medical motivation to come meet us.

I was sure my doc would schedule another NST for the following Monday or Tuesday and then induce, but to my surprise, he was comfortable setting the date as I needed induction with the other two kids and they had both been successful. So, we planned for Sunday night. When the receptionist called over to set it up, Sunday AND Monday were full. I almost cried thinking it would be Tuesday, but then she said, "How's Saturday?". Um, YES PLEASE!

Now, I am not all about inductions. I hate them. I hate that I've never gone into labor on my own. I've had to spend an extra night in the hospital with each birth. I've had long labors. I've been afriad to not get an epidural because of how long the labors are. BUT, when you're already 41 weeks and realize you're probably going to be induced whether you do it the next day or next week, it's a welcome relief to have it scheduled.

So, on Saturday we went out to Wolfgangs for breakfast as a family of four, came home and cleaned a bit, went to the store to get food for Jun while we were away, packed the kids and brought them over to my parents house. We grabbed some Jimmy Johns as my 'last meal' and headed to the hospital.

We had a resident, a med student, my doc & our nurse all talking to us about the 'plan'. It was refreshing to be a part of that discussion, and tell them my hopes (no pitocin, probably epidural) and to have them truly consider my past inductions and what worked (cytotec) and what didn't (cervadil). So, we went with what had worked - cytotec. It's a 4 hour med that is to help you dialate, essentially. The first round produced a few contractions, but nothing serious. So, around 1:30am they started a second round. We got a few hours of sleep and around 6:10am I woke up to a painful contraction. The doc checked around 6:30am and I was at 5cm. I soon after asked for an epidural because the contractions were 'tripleing' - I would have 3 in a row with no break in between. Then about 30 seconds rest and 3 more. I got the epidural around 7:15/7:30am and when the doc checked me around 7:45am I was 10cm. Went from a 5 to a 10 in about an hour. The doc had me labor down a while so baby could drop more and a little before 9:00am I got to start pushing. It probably took 15-20 minutes of pushing, and Geneva arrived! The epidural didn't fully work because things progressed so quickly, but it at least took the edge off.

Geneva Claire was 8lbs 9oz and 21 3/4" long and born at 9:06am.

She came the easiest, the quickest and was the smallest!

We chose the name Geneva because we liked it. :) We've typically done a 'Bible' type of name, and while Geneva isnt' in the Bible, Eve is (Hebrew for Life), and we will most likely call her Eve as a nick name. Her middle name is Claire after my grandmothers, who both had the name Clara.

Saturday, November 3, 2012

Give Thanks - Days 2 & 3

Today I'm thankful for TCBY. I've been craving it the last few weeks and had a few coupons I've cashed in finally. It's the simple things sometimes, folks.

And for yesterday, I'm thankful for a washing machine and dryer. Not having a working dryer for over a week a while back made me realize how much I depend on it and appreciate it. I had a few nice days where I could line dry our laundry, but a few wet & windy days that made it difficult to keep up. I actually love drying things, but being this pregnant & having to carry the baskets upstairs, outside & hang the laundry was about as much as I could do in one day. It zapped me. Things will be a bit different next year when we have to line dry/iron EVERYTHING!