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Another Crazy Day with JoKars Wild

It is the wee hours of the morning, and we are so grateful that JoKars Wild Crazy 8 got to sleep in till 7:30 before waking the dead aka Daddy. I have a crazy day of running around planned while the older kids are off of school, but wanted to take a moment to share with you some blogs of note.

I previously shared with you a post from my eldest daughter. Since then, she has decided to come to the world of wordpress and share her thoughts as a teenager. I hope you will take the time to check out her new blog. She loves writing and gives insight to a world few are able to see.

I also want to share with you the blog of a new friend of mine. I am completely humbled by her writing. In one post, she shared about her son getting hurt at a football game (incidentally the team my husband coaches). But it isn’t some boring detail of a kid getting hurt. Here is an excerpt:

Where once I used to fly from the sidewalk to whisk my children out of harm’s way before a barreling car could shatter all our lives, I now find myself having to swallow hard that same instinct to fight when some 185-pound man-child with facial hair and an Adam’s apple wants to make mincemeat out of my babies on the gridiron.  I may be smiling on the outside and answering Dan Tooley’s “WE ARE!” with a hearty “CC!” but inside my heart is stretched to the limit and diving out-of-bounds somewhere behind the stadium in a desperate attempt to grasp the facemask of God so I can remind Him, in no uncertain terms, of how unequipped I am to navigate the minefield also known as a Mother’s heart.  And most Friday nights this leaves me feeling like I’m on a direct flight bound for crazy with a layover in berserk!
I mean, Wow. First off, I can really relate. But more importantly, she just says it so well! Please check out her blog, MooBee. It is awesome.
Most of the troopers are up and running (and crawling) now. Nehemiah has resumed his continual series of screams and squeels to get attention from me and the other 7 kids.
So off I go into the whirlwind that is my family. May you all have a blessed day!

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Entering the Mission Field

My eldest daughter, Michaela, has been attending public school part-time since the beginning of September. It has been an eye opener for her protected, innocent mind. While we told her about some of the things that she would experience, it still has been quite a shock. We knew based on the experiences that she has had over the last year that she was ready for public school. She has an intimate relationship with Jesus as her savior. Like a missionary going into a foreign land though, no amount of training can prepare you for the stark reality of the mission field. The toughest thing for Michaela is the sense of being alone. She feels like she can’t trust anyone in her school. She has tried to make friends, only to find them high, flaunting their sexual escapades, or crude.

It isn’t all dark and dreary for her though. In her 3 main classes, she is excelling and even being requested to do more outside of classes. This was why we decided to have her attend, so that she could pursue her interests more. There are opportunities that we can’t provide for her in our home school classroom.

So for now, Michaela will continue (and this is her choice) in the public school world…praying for those around her and hoping to find someone whom she can laugh with and talk with but holding on to the One that is always there for her.

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Drive Gone Bad (Then Re-routed!)

I was driving around town with my husband. I was really excited about this morning. For weeks, my husband has been gone EVERY day. But today the kids didn’t have school and we were able to go and get out for a little bit. Now Joe gets out every day, but I don’t. I am home EVERY day. So I was very excited to just get out and explore and talk with each other.

But then my husband got some bad news early into our adventure, and this put him in a bad mood. I challenged him and said, “Are you going to be in a bad mood all day?” (Most people when asked this would say, “No, but since you put it that way, YES!”)

No response.

Wives listen up! Here is how my thought process went…

Well, then I will just have to have fun with out you. I don’t need you. I can go out by myself. I can have a life with out you. I don’t need you to make me happy.

I was rather hurt that here we finally had some time together and he was grumbling about how awful his life was. For women this translates, “…how awful my life with you is…”

This little conversation went on for a couple of minutes in my head.

Oh the things I could do…without you.

Then I had a realization…

This is how people end up divorced.

  • “We grew apart.”
  • “We have nothing in common.”
  • “We’re not in love anymore.”

I reigned in my pity party. This isn’t about me. My husband needs my support. He just got some terrible news. He has every right to be upset. There will be other days to go out and explore and have fun. Be supportive. It isn’t about me. And that is what love is about…

Love is not self seeking.

After a little bit, his smile came back, and we had a nice time out. Thank goodness I didn’t listen to that little voice.

What about you? Do you pull away from your spouse because you think you’re not important or needed? Do you plan ways to “get away”? Or maybe your trying to get even. What way can your put your needs aside and be there for your husband or wife? Look up 1 Corinthians 13:4. Are you loving your spouse?

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Where You Lead

I was talking with someone the other day about my posts on adoption. She gave me some advice about adoption. She told me how you should never adopt a child older than your youngest child. It is detrimental to the birth order. Statistics have shown this to be damaging to children.

I kind of stared at her blankly.

While I agree that this is true, I don’t know that it pertains to our situation.

If you are trying to increase your family size and add children into your family, I agree…don’t adopt children into your family older than your youngest.

If your son’s best friend is in serious need of a loving home environment, please do not inform him, “Sorry, you are older than our youngest child, so you need to live in your harmful home or on the streets.”

If God has put a child in your life and He has told you, “Adopt this child as your own.” Do not tell that child, “Sorry your too old.”

I need to make something perfectly clear…

We are not seeking to adopt. We are only keeping our hearts open to having other people’s children in our daily lives. This may mean feeding a neighbor child pancakes for dinner.

Or cheering for a football team that we don’t have any children on. Or maybe someday, it might mean having a child into our home who doesn’t have a safe place to sleep. I really don’t know.

All I know is that we are saying to God, “Where you lead us, Lord, we will follow.”

What paths do you not follow because studies have shown, or statistics say, or your friend says that it is not wise? What ways have you followed God in spite of what society would have you do?

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Other People’s Children

One thing I strive for in my posts is transparency. My hope is that our lives will be an open book. So I need to make a confession.

I don’t always like other people’s kids.

Often times people tell me I must really love children to have so many…Well, I love children, but I don’t really like all children. Actually, I don’t always even like my own children.

I just don’t have the patience to put up with a bunch of crap. I actually consider this character flaw to be to my advantage as a mom. But it is not an advantage when dealing with other people’s children. I can’t scream at them, spank them, or give them a time out (all of which I have done to my own children). I can’t even just tell them to shut up.

Shortly after moving into our new home, a neighbor girl was coming into our house every now and then to tell me of some wrong doing that my children had done to her. After about the fifth time, I was quite exasperated and said to her, “You’r right! Since my children aren’t being very nice, I think that it would be best that they stop playing with YOU!” And I had them all come inside.

Needless to say, she ran home crying.

Yep, I am THAT evil mom.

So how does a woman who doesn’t like other people’s children welcome them into her home?

Only through God.

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Adoption on My Mind

When I was a little girl, my family was friends (and still is) with a family that had one biological child and three adopted children. My family was also a foster family. I have many, many foster siblings that I have long lost touch with. I also have an adopted sister, who is no longer a part of my immediate family, but will always be very near and dear to my heart.

I also had a fascination with stories of large families…like “Cheaper By the Dozen”, “Acres of Hope”, and other autobiographies of adopted families. As I entered into marriage, both my husband and I had hoped to have a large family mostly through adoption.

But as I began having children and realized that I was extremely fertile, adoption always seemed like a distant option. The time was never right. We didn’t have the money. We didn’t have enough room. Like they say, “God’s plans are not our plans.”

And you know what…the time is still not right, and we still don’t have the money or room, but for whatever reason the desire is becoming stronger. It is no longer in the back of my mind. It is not just on my mind either. 

About 6 weeks ago, my husband texted me out of the blue and said, “I think we need to look into adoption.” How bizarre! We hadn’t talked about it for years. 

For Joe and I, we both have no desire to adopt internationally. We also don’t want to adopt an infant. Somehow I think that God would bring the right child to our family at the right time. I’m not seeking some private adoption agency. I’m not on some waiting list. But our hearts are open. And we are praying for income and a larger home for our family.

Will you join us in praying for God’s will? Will you pray that God will bring the right child(ren) to our family at the right time? Will you pray for added income for our family? Will you pray that we move to Prineville?

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A Vision

I was sitting watching a football game of my husband’s 6th grade team. I didn’t have a kid playing and only had Nehemiah with me. I had come simply to cheer on my husband and the team. It has been a rough season so far for them. They have only scored one touchdown and haven’t won any games.

As I sat watching, I welled up with compassion for those boys. They were looking rather defeated. I wanted to give them hugs and tell them to hang in there. Instead, I yelled and cheered as loud as I could.

And then I had a thought or maybe you might call it a vision…

What if our home was open to the neighborhood kids? What if instead of just loving on my 8 kids, I love on all their friends and friends’ friends? What if our home could be a safe house for kids that don’t have anywhere to go to come and get some food and hang out?

I prayed then that God would allow us to move to Prineville and make it so that this could happen.

But other things have transpired since then….

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