Saturday, March 8, 2014

A Little Update

Among those who fear the Lord there are little and great. Some are babes, and others are giants. But these are all blessed. Little faith is blessed faith. Trembling hope is blessed hope. Every grace of the Holy Spirit, even though it be only a bud, bears a blessing within it. Moreover, the Lord Jesus bought both the small and the great with the same precious blood, and He has engaged to preserve the lambs as well as the full-grown sheep. No mother overlooks her child because it is little; nay, the smaller it is, the more tenderly does she nurse it. If there be any preference with the Lord, He does not arrange them as "great and small" but as "small and great."

Charles Haddon Spurgeon

Just down the hall, two brown-eyed girls are napping. Out in the backyard, four boys are enjoying some very welcome sunshine and an afternoon adventure with their Dad. And one more boy, my littlest one, is snuggled up here next to me, enjoying these few moments of calm and quiet.

Two + Four + One = SEVEN

I'm counting heads a lot these days.

One. Two. Three. Four. Five. Six…


Seven little people.

Seven lively little people.

Seven noisy little people.

Seven messy little people.

Seven very needy little people.

Seven! It's a lot of little people, especially when the oldest is still pretty little himself.

As I reflect on this past month, {a month that included numerous trips to the doctor's office for everything from a lyme disease scare to pink eye to an ear infection to strange rashes to an upper respiratory virus that has swept through every person in our family}, I am extremely thankful to turn the page on the calendar to a new month that will include popsicles and open windows and sunny afternoons in the backyard with the little people I love most!

February proved to be a very challenging month on many levels, but the Lord consistently reminded me time and time again of His faithfulness. There were so many times when I would be awake in the middle of the night feeding the baby, wondering how I would make it through the next day, only to find an abundance of mercies waiting for me in the morning from a Father who knew all along just what I needed. Like the manna the Lord provided for the Israelites in the wilderness, the Lord has faithfully and perfectly provided the strength and energy I've needed as we've transitioned into this crazy family of nine!

Haddon, the littlest of all my babies, has probably been the easiest of them all, and I can't even begin to tell you what a big mercy this is! The Lord has also been so gracious to keep him healthy despite all of the germs floating around our house.

The other kids have done great adjusting to life with another little baby, and both Barrett and Evie are especially smitten with their little brother. One of my favorite memories during this first month home was the countless times Barrett asked me, "Can I keep him, Mom?"

It's especially sweet to watch Evie with Haddon. The first word out of her mouth every single morning is "Baby!", and she absolutely cannot keep her hands off him! When I'm counting heads these days, hers is definitely the little head I'm always looking for. On more than one occasion, I've found her "helping" the baby, playing in the potty, rolling toilet paper through the house, climbing on the counter, sneaking treats from the candy jar, and getting into more mischief than all of the boys combined ever got into when they were her age. Oh, my! How I love this little girl!

S has continued to struggle over this past month, and we have had some extremely trying days with this precious little girl. {On the particular day when I took these pictures, she was not having one of her best days.} We continue to pray for wisdom and direction as we come up with strategies to deal with the regression and behavioral problems that we are dealing with. Mostly, we are praying that the Lord will keep all of our hearts soft towards her and fill us with the compassion and grace we need to love her in a way that she can comprehend.

There are times in the middle of the night when the house is finally quiet, and I find myself worrying about the future. But in these moments, when my faith seems so little, He meets me. He meets me in my exhaustion, in my fears, in my places of greatest weakness, and He has used the challenges and changes of this month to, once again, draw me closer to Him. Without fail, He has continually reminded me that as we transition yet again in the upcoming months, His mercies will keep coming, just as they are now, new every single morning!

A special thank you to all of the neighbors, friends, and family who have been such a tremendous blessing to our family. We have been showered with meals and diapers and many, many prayers, and we are incredibly grateful! We continue to ask for prayers for S as we work through the many issues we are dealing with and for Faith Ana as we are still waiting on our court date in Bulgaria to finalize her adoption. The timeline for bringing her home is still very uncertain, and we are trusting the Lord to work out all of the details as we prepare to add one more little one to our family! We also ask for your prayers that everyone in our family will get healthy soon!

The Israelites in the wilderness were continually exposed to change. Whenever the pillar stayed its motion, the tents were pitched; but tomorrow, ere the morning sun had risen, the trumpet sounded, the ark was in motion, and the fiery, cloudy pillar was leading the way through the narrow defiles of the mountain, up the hill side, or along the arid waste of the wilderness. They had scarcely time to rest a little before they heard the sound of "Away! this is not your rest; you must still be onward journeying towards Canaan!" They were never long in one place. Even wells and palm trees could not detain them. Yet they had an abiding home in their God, his cloudy pillar was their roof-tree, and its flame by night their household fire. They must go onward from place to place, continually changing, never having time to settle, and to say, "Now we are secure; in this place we shall dwell." "Yet," says Moses, "though we are always changing, Lord, thou hast been our dwelling-place throughout all generations." 

The Christian knows no change with regard to God. He may be rich today and poor tomorrow; he may be sickly today and well tomorrow; he may be in happiness today, tomorrow he may be distressed, but there is no change with regard to his relationship to God. If He loved me yesterday, He loves me today. My unmoving mansion of rest is my blessed Lord. Let prospects be blighted; let hopes be blasted; let joy be withered; let mildews destroy everything; I have lost nothing of what I have in God. He is "my strong habitation whereunto I can continually resort." I am a pilgrim in the world, but at home in my God. In the earth I wander, but in God I dwell in a quiet habitation.

Charles Haddon Spurgeon

And God is able to make all grace (every favor and earthly blessing) come to you in abundance, so that you may always and under all circumstances and whatever the need, be self-sufficient (possessing enough to require no aid or support and furnished in abundance for every good work…).

2 Corinthians 9:8, The Amplified Bible

P.S. I love this song by Matt Redman. I've listened to it countless times over this past month! Enjoy!

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