Winds of change

This week my parents are here visiting us! While I am tickled pink to have them here, sometimes it is a sore reminder of the hard reality of the life I live. I do not live in the lap of luxury, rather, everyday is a sort of "camping experience". I said to my Mom, aren't you glad you taught me camping skills and resourcefulness as a child?" Oh I am sure she is not thrilled with the way in which I get to live my life, yet, I am so thankful for the training she gave me years ago, had it not been for this background, I would find it very difficult to be content/happy. I have lived this way for so long that it mhas become normal to me, and only when I see looks of pity or comments of concern do I realize how different my life is from the "normal" family.

The other day as the kids were in the hot air balloon, I had a revelation of the winds of change. My husband is often speaking of change, often I admit, I do not pay attention like I should. He is like an old testament prophet crying out to the people while I am more like the busy bee thinking about how we will get by today. BUT when the winds of change come, ALL will be affected. Some will be scared of the flame, (like our Chenaniah was) Some will be fearless and want to go higher (like our Luis was) and some will be trying to figure out how it all works ( like our David). Regardless, winds of change will come to all. What would I do with all this change? Will it affect my way of life for the better or worse? The truth is, it is my job to just trust the master and be ready. ( Hopefully for blessings)


I do not know if I am ready for the winds of change, but this I do know, my ears are open and my heart is steadfast, and fear snuffs out faith.(honestly, I am the fearful one most of the time) I will encourage you today to put on faith and cast out fear. Together we are an army able to help each other. Oh and on the lighter side, I am raising an army of missionaries and all the camping survival skills they will ever need, they learned in my " boot camp" :-) so don't worry Mom & Dad, this is just training ground! The winds of change just may take us to the promised land, but we will come armed with our "training" and our lord.

Like my husband wrote in a whimsical poem ( which I have kept all these years) :

"Holy holy is the Lord, He gave me a big 'ole sword!
I love you so very much,
Soon we will be the Brady bunch"

Ha ha now that was a wind of change I
Did not know if I could handle, yet here I am DOING that very thing. ;-)