Monthly Archive for September, 2007Page 3 of 12

Birthday Shout Out!

Byron and I want to wish someone who’s very dear :-) to us a Happy, Happy Birthday!

Barry Oser has been an adopted part of our family for several years now.

He’s been like a son to us, and a big brother to our kids - (of course, he has grown more special to Kayleigh over the last couple of years :-) ).

Byron and I have watched Barry grow in his passion for Christ and for reaching others with that love. He is truly turning into a man of God, and we are so proud that he has let us be a part of his journey.

We are proud of you, Barry, and look forward to seeing all that God is going to do with and through you in the future. Have a wonderful day! :-)
Peace.

Byron and Angie.

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Don’t Walk By

I’ve been thinking today about areas that I can become involved in - in the community, to effect a change in peoples lives.

God has been convicting me in this area a lot lately. So, I have been researching organizations to personally invest in, as well as bringing together others who are like-minded in their desire to do more…

So, tonight I began reading some statistics about things like homelessness and domestic violence - just in the central Florida area, to start. Some things…no, all of what I read broke my heart and challenged me.

Things like:

*Domestic violence is the leading cause of injury to women between the ages of 14 and 44 in the United States.

*On average, more than three women are murdered by their husband or boyfriend, in the United States, every day.

*In 2000, a woman in America was in greater danger of being physically harmed or killed by her partner/former partner than by a stranger or acquaintance.

*The home remains the most dangerous place in the world for the American woman.

*There are nearly three times as many animal shelters in the U.S. as there are shelters for battered women and their children.

For more information or to find out ways to help, go to the Harbor House website here.

The plight of the homeless in Florida is just as chilling. For more on how to help the homeless, go to The Coalition for the Homeless website here.

I will be researching and discussing proactive plans for helping meet needs in the Central Florida area and beyond, in the coming months.

Until then, if you see a need, lend a hand…

Don’t walk by!

“What does love look like? It has the hands to help others. It has the feet to hasten to the poor and needy. It has eyes to see misery and want. It has the ears to hear the sighs and sorrows of men. That is what love looks like.”- Saint Augustine

Peace.

It’s a Happy Wednesday…

…thanks to my kids:

*Ethan, my six year old, just told his dad that “Mom is hot! I see why you married her.” :-)
*Nate let me help him with his dinosaur project, and has recited all of his spelling words to me with no errors. :-)
*I caught Ashley reading my blog… on her own…no guilt-trip or anything. :-)
*Kayleigh has successfully finished Algebra II (something I never did). :-)
So, my family is awesome, and I am still pretty to my six year old (even though my nose is runny, and I sound like a smoking seal)!

What more could an almost-forty, mother of four ask for?

Happy Wednesday.

Peace.

Remembering to Breathe

The boys and I are home sick today - nothing serious, just a sore throat and head-cold. My heart has been racing again, too, so I’m just going to stay in today and try not to get worked up.

I think my blogging abilities may be related to my caffeine intake.

I want to write, but I can’t think of anything to say. My head’s in a kind of fog.

Writing, for me, is a lot like breathing, and I feel like I’m just holding my breath.

I have so many thoughts, but I can’t seem to put them in any kind of order.

I’ve spent some time again reading quotes, poems and writings of others. I love to do that. I don’t even know why.

It kind of gives me an insight into how other people process things and deal with the situations in their lives.

This poem, in particular, struck me:

Comes the Dawn

After awhile you learn the subtle difference
Between holding a hand and chaining a soul.
And you learn that love doesn’t mean leaning
And company doesn’t mean security.
And you begin to understand that kisses aren’t contracts
And presents aren’t promises,
And you begin to accept your defeats
With your head held high and your eyes wide open.
With the grace of a woman, not the grief of a child.
You learn to build your roads
On today because tomorrow’s ground
Is too uncertain for plans, and futures have
A way of falling down in midflight.
After awhile you learn that even sunshine
Burns if you get too much.
So you plant your own garden and decorate
Your own soul, instead of waiting
For someone to bring you flowers.
And you learn that you really can endure,
That you really are strong.
And you really do have worth.
And you learn and learn…and you learn
With every goodbye you learn. -Veronica A. Shoffstall

This has been a learning time for me. Of course, all of life really is, but some seasons have a way of completely changing our perspective, our attitude, and our reaction to whatever situations arise.

So, I’m learning - with all the hello’s and goodbye’s, I learn.

With every high and every low, I learn. And, hopefully, my tomorrows - and the tomorrows of those around me will be different for those lessons.

Helen Keller writes: “Everything has its wonders, even darkness and silence, and I learn, whatever state I may be in, therein to be content.”

Learning, growing, and becoming more content in whatever season I’m in is a major part of my personal journey, especially lately.

So, here’s to learning, changing, growing…and remembering to breathe. More peace and contentment can come with every breath.

Just breathe.

Peace.