The latest Emma-isms

So I think the Lord sent me Emma to lighten up my days. He sent me Seanna to be such a HUGE BURDEN lifter. Tonight she was reading the MKs flight arrival and departure times to me so I could do a spread sheet. She learned the actions to songs for School of Missions, and she made a written spread sheet of the ALC Kids by their names and ages- WOW – what a 9 year old. And NO I am not running a sweat shop. I think that my every pore is oozing out stress as they both look at me with these “Who are you “ eyes and ask how they can help.

Either that or it is the outbreak of the fever blisters on my lips :)

So here are some that I wrote down on bits of paper this week. Things that I did not want to forget.

Emma: Momma do cows lay eggs?

Cylinda: No, I don’t think so

Emma: You mean they come out whole?

Cylinda: Yep

Emma: Doesn’t that freak you out?

Emma to John-

Daddy- I think it is very manly when men cry

John: Really?

Emma : Yep, I saw you cry at your Mom’s funeral and I think you are manly

John: hmm

Emma: Yep, I am going to marry a manly man who will cry just like you.

Cylinda- who was not in the room about shed a tear at how wonderful her daughter and husband are.

Emma: Mom do I need to turn into an Missionary Kid right now for you to answer me?

Cylinda: What does that mean?

Emma: You don’t hear me when I talk and I know that you listen to missionary kids.

Cylinda: Sorry I am right in the middle of something what do you need? I am listening now

Emma: You don’t listen to me …and right now- I need a snack- would it help if I wrote it down?

See how wonderful kids are?

It is now 9:42 PM – I am thinking I need to put the laptop away and go hug them and say enough for one night.

Oh I almost forgot this-

Emma to her friend Taliah on the way home from KFC-after church on Sunday AM

Emma: I am going to be a good Mom

Taliah: Really?

Emma: Yep, my Mommy told me so

Taliah: Why?

Emma: Because I take great care of people. When my mommie’s friend Renee died -the one that I was named after- I sat and cried with Mommy. Did Seanna do that? No. I am going to be good at taking care of people

Taliah: oh

Emma: I am thinking of having four babies how about you?

Taliah: I don’t know. Maybe two

Emma: Only two? Are you kidding?

Thank you Jesus for my two special girls that light up my life. For a husband who allows me to be me. Who allows me to minister, leave him for weeks at a time to go and help MKs. Thank you that Joe has a new home- because who would babysit Joe for three weeks? That is a lot of pee patrol.

Good Night peeps- I am sleepy and done for today.

The Shepherd's House

I read an article yesterday about some travelers that were travelling from Tehran, Iran to Kashan. They had been traveling all day in the dessert arid land and to be quite honest were lost, worn out, and parched. They ended up in a town of Maranjab.

They wrote that they were at the end of their rope and they were found by two local shepherds. There were 11 in the group that were traveling but these shepherds invited them to spend the night in their tiny home. There they found only one tiny room. One rug was on the floor, a bed in the side of the home, and a small stove in the corner. The shepherds made tea for them that quenched their thirst, they then brought out hand- made instruments and played music for them. They described that as they sat there in the warmth of the room, listened to the soft melodies from these instruments, and felt the acceptance of this hospitality- they realized that they were experiencing the best night of their journey. In the Shepherd’s House.

How many times have you and I been weary on our journey of life? We feel like we are just wondering and have lost our way. We see in the distance that someone is compelling us to come in, to relax, to just sit and sup with him. We have found the Shepherd’s House.

For in that house there is peace, there is acceptance, there is healing, there is salvation, there is new life. There is a healing, a fresh anointing. You see the dessert is a lonely place there is no neighborhood, no colony, no community, no groups….there is only you, your fellow travelers, the camels, the goats, the sheep.

To find the home of the shepherd is to find the oasis. It is the warm light on a cold night. It is the comfort that your soul is longing for.

I don’t know who you are today. I don’t know what your journey has been like. I don’t know if you are struggling with aloneness, with bitterness, with misunderstanding, with hurt, with rejection, with sickness, with pain. I am telling you it does not matter.

If you are weary with the journey today. If you are struggling, if you are questioning- enter into his presence. Hear him whisper your name. Let him bind your wounds. Let him tend to your needs. Sit and sup with him. He is able to take the broken pieces and make them whole. In Him lies creative power. He makes all things new again. In the morning you will be refreshed and able to go on. But for now sit in his presence, and breathe Him in.

Matthew 11:28 Come to Me, all you who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.