Tuesday, August 25, 2015

My Silence: Is It Ignorance or Consent?

I can be pretty good at appearing to sit on the fence so as not to cause a ruckus.  But because I am deeply convicted by what I have learned recently about Planned Parenthood, I must take a stand.

For the past 14 years I've claimed to be pro-life, but all that really meant was I didn't agree with the cultural view that a fetus is nothing more than tissue, thus making it okay to abort.

I will always believe that life begins at conception.  Because life is from our Creator.

For you formed my inward parts; you knitted me together in my mother's womb.  
Psalm 139:13

This comes from the truth of God's Word.  It surpasses all other 'truth' we attempt to justify.

So, if our Creator gives life, how must it grieve Him that we continue to snuff the life out of His babies?  I can barely stand to watch the videos put out by The Center for Medical Progress.  I don't want to watch.  Because not watching means I don't know.  I can claim ignorance.  But the reality is we can no longer pretend we don't know.

I don't speak in condemnation or judgment, because that is not my place.  I'm a sinner too.  Thank You, Jesus, for taking my sin upon yourself, redeeming my life and giving me freedom in this life and for all eternity.

These videos have exposed darkness and evil as PP execs flippantly discuss human body parts needed in a particular time period, all in the name of 'research.'

But what about the woman?  Yes, what about the woman who has abortion in her past and is now finding out that the very people who promised her health and safety may have ripped apart the baby she was carrying as a vulture tears into a carcass?  

And what about the woman who thought this was the answer, yet hasn't been able to forget?

To you, dear one, may you accept God's grace and forgiveness.  May He call you out of the darkness and into the light of His forgiveness.  May He cause you to rise above the shame and guilt.  Maybe He will even call you to minister to others who cannot find their way out of the darkness.

To those of us professing to follow Christ, what will we do now?  What if we:
1. Love as He loves us
2. Carry one another's burdens
3. Speak in truth (not in error and certainly not in hatred)
4. Speak against the violence of abortion
5. Recognize that life is a gift
6. Remember we are here to glorify the Father

Whoever says, "I know him" but does not keep his commandments is a liar, and the truth is not in him, but whoever keeps his word, in him truly the love of God is perfected.  By this we may know that we are in him: whoever says he abides in him ought to walk in the same way in which he walked.  
1 John 2:4-6

Because this Earth is not heaven, we can't expect it to be like heaven, but as believers we tend to desire to blend in.  We don't want to act as though we are set apart.  We are given opportunities to stand for the Truth, but we cower.  

...but whoever denies me before men, I also will deny before my Father who is in heaven.
Matthew 10:33

We want independence and freedom.  We have seen God's mercy in sending His son to the cross for us, but we have yet to see His wrath for the atrocities we commit against one another.  One day He will give us exactly what we wanted, and what then?  May He have mercy on our complacency.

I would never consciously ask someone to abort a child to potentially save the life of mine.  Yet, in my silence, am I doing just that?

Sunday, August 16, 2015

Our Family Thanks You!

Corn harvest 2015 is over, and we survived!  This year's crop was the second best we've had since we began raising sweet corn 7 years ago.  We praise the Lord for His crop.  What an incredible year we've had, and He gets all the glory!

We also owe a huge THANK YOU to our customers!  You are more than customers to us; you are friends.  We realize that no matter how good the crop is, without you it wouldn't be a success.  As long as the Lord allows, we will continue to rise at 3 a.m., hand sort the best, and have it ready for you.  We look forward to seeing you next year!

Sorting starts at 5 a.m....

...and breakfast is always welcomed at 6:30 between trailer loads.

We sorted load after load of corn...


...sometimes in the rain.
We loaded the trailer...

... and pickups...

(true story, this guy had an accident last October that left him in a wheelchair and then a walker for over three months!  Praise God for healing!)


...and then these three would deliver the goods to the designated locations and serve our customers.

Little sisters begged every.single.day to go with the trailer.  They did a great job making dozens and counting change!

And then the cantaloupe starting producing!

Big cantaloupe!

And the days would eventually end with lots of food...

...including corn, of course...

...and even a little friendly competition.

Being the Top Notch Procrastinator that I am, I might have waited until the last week to cut our corn for freezing.
(I have so much help!)

We squeezed a lot of life out of the five weeks of harvest, including two birthday parties, our 30th anniversary, a baptism (thank You, Jesus!), a serial casting, and time with dear friends.  We're a little tired, but there's no time to chill because school starts this week so we'll keep on rollin'.

Again, THANK YOU, and we'll see you next year!

THE END!

Monday, August 10, 2015

CHS Farm Family of the Year Photo Contest

We are still hunkered down in corn harvest!  This is our last week, and it's been a great season.

I wanted to let you know that our family is entered in a Farm Family Photo Contest, and we'd truly appreciate your vote.  You can vote once a day, every.single.day.

It would be fun to treat our hard-working kids to a ball game if we win this contest.  So our kids appreciate your vote :) 
Thank you!!!

Vote HERE


Sunday, July 26, 2015

We've Got it Goin' on: Crazy

Celebrating the halfway point of 2015 Harvest!  We are tired.


And thankful!

The Lord's crop is so good!  And I am so thankful to work side by side as a family, and with folks we consider family.

I'm chasing my tail.  Can't keep up with the chores or anything else.  Unless you call me to order corn.  I can keep up with that ;-) 

And the food.  Oh, the food.  Sometime between the book work, taking orders, marketing and sorting, I committed to feeding the crew every day.  I enjoying loving people through food, so it works.
With two-plus weeks to go, we pray to finish strong.  Then we'll go back to the normal, slow pace of life.  Hahahahahahaha.

Thursday, July 9, 2015

Once Again...

...we interrupt this regularly scheduled chaos to bring you sweet corn harvest!

The first two days have sold out!

Umm, yummmm!

All praise is due Him!
As always, the alarm rings much too early, and we go to bed much too late, but it's a short season, and we will survive.  Almost every Krew member really wants to help in some way or another (well, except for the ones who have to be on the sorter at 5 a.m.).  We're letting them take turns going with Dad, count back change and take orders.  Maybe by next year they'll run the show ;-) 

To Him be all glory!!!

Thursday, June 25, 2015

Back to the Beginning


The things that swirl around in my head.  Some make it here, but these days most never do.  There just isn't time.  Or they just don't seem that important.  Or maybe I lose clarity between thoughts and words.  But this one thing is real.  It's been a struggle.  Maybe you're with me.  Maybe you're not.  Maybe you know someone who is.

As my friends, far and near, post awesome pictures of fun activities, vacations, and even their daily happenings, it causes me to view my world differently.  It's not that I'm mad or sad or jealous (well, maybe that creeps in a little sometimes - ha), but it skews my view.

It reminds me of how different my life is now.  How different it is from what I'd planned as a young adult.  Before I knew the truth.

While others are deciding which movie to watch, where they will go out to eat, whether they will drive or fly to their vacay destination, my decisions look a little different.

Do we really need groceries today?
Is it worth leaving home at 5 a.m. to buy groceries alone?
Will I wash darks or whites?
Will it be a two or ten-load day?
Will I have time to get that clean laundry off the table?
Do I bother putting pants on the toddler?
How much can I get done before they all wake up?
Where's my weekly menu?
Did I make a menu?
Frozen chicken strips or fish sticks?
Does the sprinkler or pool constitute a bath?
Can the return phone calls wait till nap time?
Do I hide the tape here or there? (yeah, you know it!)
What's the best educational screen time option?

And when I compare these seemingly less-than-earth-shattering decisions to others, it does something to me.  Something I don't like.  It makes me feel less than.  Under-qualified.  Isolated.  Different.  

After all, the majority of moms my age are free to meet for lunch, have meaningful conversation, read a good book (oh, I do miss that!), have a flower garden, or plan a day trip.  They certainly aren't making bottles, cutting up food, wiping bottoms, packing a diaper bag, trying to squeeze in a play date or warning their big kids' friends about the crowd that is their family.

This was such a struggle for me...until I realized I was seeing it all wrong.  It's not right for me to compare.  This is exactly what I'm supposed to be doing right now.  It's even what I've wanted to do ever since my eyes were opened to the truth.

I've never considered myself the mom that is all that, nor did I need to be.  There was that one time when I had three kids and took them to that fast food joint with the play area and the giant clown, and the two-year-old slipped on the wet floor, running his teeth through his lip, while the one-year-old sat in the high chair and the nine-year-old tried to enjoy his meal.  It took two of us to gather them up and get to the ER.  It's not like I'm qualified to parent a dozen kids!  I could write a book on my parenting failures...but that wouldn't be the right thing to do.

Because 14 years ago I was changed.  In 2001 the King of Kings captured my heart and brought me to repentance, forever changing my heart, continually drawing me to Himself and giving me the Power to see the world differently... and to seek different things.

In 2003, when I was still weaning off of spiritual milk,  my eyes were opened to a horrible truth I couldn't ignore or wish away.  The truth that, although I thought my family was complete and although I wasn't in the running for Mother of the Year, there are children all over the world who have nothing. They lack everything.  Family.  Food.  Shelter.  Clean water. Clothing.  HOPE. 

And since I had fully surrendered my heart and my life, giving up my right to all that is solely for myself (which is a daily battle), I knew that armed with the knowledge that there are children who need a family, I could not sit idly by, simply wishing them well.

If you say, "See, we did not know this," does He not consider it who weighs the hearts? And does He not know it who keeps your soul? And will He not render to man according to his work?
Proverbs 24:12

See, I can't know the right thing to do and choose to NOT do the right thing.  My eyes were opened, my heart was fresh, and my hands were ready.  I asked for this.  I said yes to this.  This.is.what.I.signed.up.for.  This doesn't make me a better mom or a more holy follower.  It makes me full.  And content.  And joyful.  And different. 

See, I get it now.  When the Lord plucks us out of the miry pit, He doesn't intend for us to keep going back to wallow in it!  He doesn't intend for us to live it in drudgery, and He doesn't intend for each of our journeys to look the same.  In fact, they should look different!  Not only different from before our eyes were opened, but different from one another.

Just as a body, though one, has many parts, but all its many parts form one body, so it is with Christ.
1 Cor 12:12

We are thriving in joy in different ways, but all for one Kingdom.  

The heart of man plans his way, but the LORD establishes his steps.
Prov 16:9

So my life looks different from other moms my age.  Maybe yours does too?  I would come to grips with it one moment and love it, and the next I would find myself clawing my way back to the pit.  Living in the pit is not fair to my family, this big, beautiful family the Lord has entrusted to me.  My mood was somber, my tone was harsh, my words weren't always life-giving.  I can't pinpoint the moment that my self-seeking, pitiful first-world-tainted vision became clear, but when it did, it changed everything!

The Lord broke my heart and gave me a dream bigger than myself.  He has been faithful to keep His promises, but what am I doing with them?  He has blessed me with three children from a once feared barren womb and has plucked nine from impoverished circumstances, entrusting each to my care.  He has entrusted me to love, nurture, discipline and shape them.  Without Him it is an impossible task, but with Him it is a privilege.  It is not okay for me to simply give them better than they had; it is right for me to give them the best that I have.

I had to look far beyond myself to realize it.  I had to go back to the beginning, 14 years ago, to understand where I am today.  

Maybe you're with me, struggling to find the joy in the daily-ness that is your life.  Or maybe your struggle is that you know your life should look different, but.it.just.doesn't.  I'm not talking about adoption; I'm talking about surrender.

I'm not pointing fingers at you for taking a vacation or shopping for fun.  I may even live vicariously through you!  I will stop comparing our lives.  I will continue to search my own heart to discover whether I've given my all and I'm basking in the joy of a life that looks different.  

Monday, June 22, 2015

Celebrating 8!

'Tis the season of birthdays in these parts.
Sadly, only some of them have been memorialized in pictures.  Good intentions and then...well, life.
Yesterday we celebrated this girl!












Kinley Grace, you are my spunky, witty, super-smart, cute-as-a-bug, now 8-year-old girl.  I love you to the moon and back!!!

Friday, June 12, 2015

These Cookies!

We found this recipe on Taste of Home this week.
We baked them....
...and we devoured them!
They really do melt in your mouth.
When I try a recipe that my people love, I'm obliged to share.

*Hint*  Do NOT over bake.  In fact, we set the timer for much less.  They are 'meltier' that way!

Amish Sugar Cookies
1 cup butter, softened
1 cup vegetable oil
1 cup sugar
1 cup confectioners' sugar
2 eggs
1 tsp vanilla extract
4 1/2 cups all-purpose flour
1 tsp baking soda
1 tsp cream of tartar

In a large bowl, beat the butter, oil and sugars.  Beat in eggs until well blended.  Beat in vanilla.  Combine the flour, baking soda and cream of tartar and gradually add to creamed mixture.

Drop by small teaspoonfuls onto ungreased baking sheet.  Bake at 375 for *8-10* minutes or until lightly browned (they don't need to be browned!!).  Remove to wire racks to cool.

You're welcome!
Now, go, be a hero!

Thursday, June 11, 2015

Three Months!

It's hard to believe three months have passed since Boy Wonder was placed in our arms!  Despite the break-neck speed of the past few months, we've had incredible bonding time.

Gotcha, Kohlby Zane, March 2015!

 This is his personality - he brings the happy!

 And the funny!

Bless the boy and his pink.

Precious!

Kohlby, 
You are forever a son and a brother.  I am so blessed to be your mama.  I am also thankful for all the people who helped us get you home.  You are energetic, fun and affectionate.  You add a little sunshine to every day.  I look forward to what the Lord has for you, and I cherish each moment I get to hold you.
Mama

I will not leave you as orphans; I will come to you.
John 14:18

Saturday, June 6, 2015

Our Life - Beyond Our Wildest Dreams

It's nothing fancy, but we wanted a slide show for our sharing time tomorrow.
Please pray we make much of HIM!

video

Friday, June 5, 2015

No One Told Me

In preparing for our testimony this weekend I've been putting together a little slide show, and here are some of the gems in it :) 

One boy and one girl

had 3 beautiful children
Kuyler, Kolton & Kenzie

and then the Lord broke their hearts for the orphan, and this family of 5 grew...and grew.
Kayden Faith
 Kambry Hope
 Kaeleb Jon
 Kooper Joe
 Kinley Grace
 Kasidi Joy
 Kennah Janae
Khloie Nicole
Kohlby Zane

No one told me that my heart could be so full!

We love because he first loved us.
1 John 4:19

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