Minutes of Joy: Baking and Hard Times

The sister that sees – B “is so many things before [he is] a person in a wheelchair. [She knows] the person, the chair is incidental.” -Zach Anner, comedian.

On Mondays, I take a few minutes to write the things that I am thankful for.  I say a few minutes, but maybe that’s just an ideal.  (It’s easily can add a few hours to fix all of my typos and round-up pictures!)  I make an effort to do this daily, but on Mondays I share! This project has been a HUGE blessing to me! I’m not sure that there’s a better way to start the week! 

Knowing that even the shadows and thorns and hard things of this life are but temporary, even when they seem they will never lift.

  • Knowing that there is a better vantage point than my own.
  • Knowing that Joseph went to prison,
  • David was pursued mercilessly,
  • Jacob wrestled with God,
  • Job suffered endless devastation,
  • Paul had a thorn, and
  • Christ suffered it ALL.
  • AND that God always had a plan…an incredible plan…and a vantage point that I do not.
  • The hard times help me to feel this truth beyond my brain cells – for it to seep into my bones
I think about the journey we have gone on, and I see new parents and friends embarking on similar journeys – journeys through the valley.  I’m sure someone else has said it far better, but this is what I see:
No matter how much you know in your head of the truth – none of it prevents you from taking a very dangerous and perilous journey, in my case –
the journey to feel in your bones what you have spent your life putting in your head.
  For others this journey may push them further from faith or draw them in for the first time.
No matter which course you take, the pain is something that you must walk through.  No amount of knowledge can keep you from tears when you see a child, your child, suffer horribly, or when you get bad news about your health, or see a spouse loose a limb, or struggle with serious depression…  You will embark on this journey whether you want to or not.
Your ticket is purchased for you and you are shuffled aboard while you are still in shock.  No options here.  But there CAN be JOY in this journey, a joy far deeper and richer than can be imagined in complacency.  Granted, it’s intermingled with more than it’s share of sorrow, and will be until the day when it becomes joy unspeakable – the day when “He will wipe away all of our tears.”

Being able to give thanks, being able to receive these priceless gifts and more uncounted on a daily basis.

Now, for the lighter fare:

Olympic Magic

  • the girls running all around – inspired
  • leotards being the daily uniform for the girls
  • B enjoying life vicariously
  • B’s amazing attitude that hasn’t yet even ventured to plead “Why can’t I?” (I know this is indeed likely to change, but for now I will be grateful for his uninhibited joy for others)

Sticking to the budget and refusing to go to the grocery till the month’s end – (who knew there would be gifts in an almost empty fridge!)

  • learning just how much food we have
  • amazing how long you can go without “essentials”
  • It also fosters some true innovation in cooking
  • feels a bit like fasting…sticking to something and feeling better off for it

Another Messy baking project

  • A medley of flour, sugar, and butter scattered all about the kitchen
  • K licking the rolling-pin – before we used it
  • Icing smeared on faces
  • The kids learning to wait to eat their divine creations until after lunch
  • Flour coated little fingers
  • Bellies of leotards covered with sugar (and a headband!)

 Because of the Lord’s great love we are not consumed, for his compassions never fail.

They are new every morning; great is your faithfulness.

I say to myself, “The Lord is my portion; therefore I will wait for him.”

-Lamentations 3:22-24

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Lexi is one bright and amazing little girl.  She is the first person with Kernicterus in the world to brave Deep Brain Stimulation (an 11 hours surgery with an implanted medical device!)


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