tears in my applesauce

My daddy came and picked up my son.  They were off to the apple orchard, which is just up the road from our house.  They returned with two beautiful 1/2 peck bags of gala and jonagolds.  So, I had to decide what to do with them.  Addie loves applesauce and it's pretty easy in the crock pot so I'd heard.  I went to my trusty google and found homemade crock pot applesauce (highly recommend).  I got my knife and picked up an apple and it was as if I was 6 years old again.  My grandpa used to pick me up and take me to the apple orchard, he would  sing Jesus loves the little children on the way.  I thought he was the greatest because he could peel a whole apple without breaking the peeling, leaving a ringlet of peel for me to play with while I ate my apple. The tears came, the sadness filled up from the stomach, and the memories flowed.  My grandpa went to get apples weekly during apple season and he always got as much as he could carry.  Although he did eat a lot of apples he did not buy them all for him.  But because he gave them away.  He would take a shut in, widow apples and the crazy man who thumbs from church to church and his sister and who ever he saw he thought needed an apple.  So, the tears filled my applesauce as I peeled and chopped and remembered what a wonderful grandpa he was and how serving God can be as simple as "Hey I got some extra apples, you want some?"

He who is kind to the poor lends to the LORD, and he will reward him for what he has done.
Proverbs 19:17

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grasping the week



the view from sunday..... 9/22/12



on sunday night i always have a great plan for the week

a dinner plan

a blog plan

a take and go plan for my children

but monday she slaps in the face leaving me staggering till bedtime

so i say tuesday watch out
on tuesday it seems i take 1 step forward and 2 steps back
thinking its only tuesday i can do that tomorrow
wednesday comes and its the middle of the week
and by then the papers, dishes, and clothes have started to pile

and i begin to think is it friday yet?

thursday arrives right on time as a breath of fresh air
i think i can write, i can find my floor
but homework and supper they call

then just like that its friday

and i have yet to fully grasp this week of life given to me
what do have to remember these seconds, minutes, days?

how can i hold tight to this week of life given to me?

my starry night

Last night I stepped out on the porch for a minute.  When I first went outside I thought, "not many stars tonight".  Then the longer I stood and the more I looked the more stars I saw, and in just a few minutes my eyes had found a sky filled with sparkling stars.  I often find myself looking for God and I only see him in a few places, but the more I look the more He appears. 

Just like the stars. 

He is wide, vast, immeasurable and the more you look for Him, the more you will find Him.

Seek and you will find.  Matthew 7:7

when God talks through money

check facebook, check email, check bank account, check blogger

My normal computer routine.  I did these things tonight and then went to check on our Davis.  I was ready to send him a letter, I have been planning what I wanted to say.  Our online account with compassion tells us all the information about Davis and his family that we received in our packet.  As I read I see this:

Average Family Monthly Income:  158.00 The exact amount of money in my account that I was just upset and depressed about. The amount of money that worries and scares me, so much that I look at the calender and see how many days till pay day.  But this $158.00 is all they get for a whole month. So instead of complaining and worrying, I pray and give thanks.  I take for granted so much.  I worry too much.  Money being the on the top of the list.  But God has it under control.....if only I can trust.  No, if only I will trust. Help me by praying for for me and my love hate relationship with money and for our Davis and his family. Close to 30,000 children will die today due to either starvation or preventable disease. We are not inconvenienced by this extreme poverty because those stricken by it are not only poor; they are powerless .   God measures the integrity of our faith by our concern for the poor. Radical Small Group Study

 

focus

focus Karrie

focus Karrie

 

i hear Him say

between the sleepless nights

the spelling test

the paper grading

and the laundry

 

focus Karrie

and He paints me this for my way to work

a glimpse of heaven

a reminder that He is still in control

 

focus He says

Since, then, you have been raised with Christ, set your hearts on things above, where Christ is, seated at the right hand of God. Set your minds on things above, not on earthly things.  For you died, and your life is now hidden with Christ in God. When Christ, who is your life, appears, then you also will appear with him in glory. Colossians 3:1-4

grace

I will be honest, sometimes grace leaves me
when my son is jumping on the couch
when my daughter is screaming for more of something but she can't say what

all while my husband peaceful showers with no worries of someone barging in on him or having to stop shaving mid leg because the baby is crying

these moments I want to scream from the top of a mountain, but I can't leave my children unattended

so I scream from the top of my blog

i feel there is no grace for a parent whose son runs wild and whose daughter is spoiled

for a wife who longs for a peaceful shower

and yet there is

"But He said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me." 

2 Corinthians 12:9

 

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what do you have compassion for?

If you know anything about me, you know I like children, really I love them.  I started working with kids...well I can't remember. I started tutoring other kids in middle school. I remember counting pennies for a friend to go on a field trip that only cost $2 because she didn't have it in 5th grade.  I have worked with kids since I was 18 years old from 1 years old to 18 years old.   I now teach middle school, teach children's church, help direct vbs, and help coordinate a local basketball camp. But all this I do right here in my community.  So, it was time to reach out.  Reach across the oceans and lands and do something for a kid I can't reach from here.....

You can do it too...

Sponsor a Child

You can have compassion for a child who needs you....

You can show God's love from where you are to a child who needs your compassion.

Go.  See for yourself.



Help me pray for Davis, our child who lives in El Salvador and is 5 days older than Owen. 

without and wanting

Blue Moon
 Friday night 8.31.12 from my back porch

i stare at a blank page
i am not often wordless
but lately i am without...
without words
without thoughts
i force a smile
i force a laugh
i force cordialness (if that even is a word)

and today i have it all
my coffee
my kids
my house
the hum of the dishwasher
the sound of phineas and ferb
warmth
stuff

and yet i want.....

i want words and thoughts that bring change

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