Monday, May 7, 2012

new chemo blues

Read this title after pulling it out of the mailbox last week.
 












Folk tales aren't typically my favorite but the title stopped me in my tracks. . .
Tending the seeds . . . ready for the harvest. . . I have sensed so much lately about preparing for the harvest. . . still processing bit by bit. . . not sure what all the Lord is working together in my heart.

We have had many weeks filled with happiness and smiles.  Sure bumps in the road occur, but for the most part we have enjoyed seeing life in this one.



We entered into our third round of new infused chemo this week and second round of oral chemo.  Much MUCH rougher on this warrior. . . . we are getting tired of this battle. . . . extremely weak body tries to play and be a 6 year old child. . . Oh does she try.  Not much more than a few steps and a few minutes of play and she heads herself back to her cozy, safe, and warm bed so she can try to rest.  Her Daddy and I struggle too as we see this tender, pale princess. . . . Her mornings are starting off with getting sick and throwing up and followed by lots of sleep. 

We have all been shedding tears this week. 
Praying like I've never prayed . . .
learning to love in new ways.

Another side effect she's been experiencing is sadness. . . .
roller coaster of emotions. . .
The Lord sees and knows her desires.  He has not forgotten her. . .
Tear Catcher. . .


We are sad and tired. . .

We will wait on him . . .

  His compassion is new each morning. . . Great is your faithfulness. Lamentations 3:23
Please pray she gains her strength back and her days are filled with play again. 

Friday, May 4, 2012

Ignite

It may take me the rest of my life to process last week.  Attentive ears and eyes as the Lord reveals bite-sized pieces. 
First day of our trip. . . .She prepares her star. . . 

to be forever placed in the Castle of Miracles.

Weeping at the reality . . .
Over one hundred thousand tender ones battling a childhood disease.  So hard to think. . . but this is just some of the many. . . these are the ones who also had their dream of going to Disney come true.  Many more chose other dreams. . . and some weren't even given the opportunity to dream big.

My heart can't help but to break.

I'm sensing the Lord teaching me to become a dreamer. . . . Not sure when I stopped being a big dreamer. . .
He's igniting the dreamy heart. . .
not dreams of what the world has to offer. . . for they are fleeting and only offer temporary happiness. But BIG dreams!

Dreams of being a daughter after her Father's heart, ready to go where He wants, offer my story when needed, sowing seeds in abundance as I go.
Taking time to show care to others. . .
Costly? . . . YES! Risky? . . . YES!
Like this busy Princess
taking time out of her busy schedule to dance with another wee princess. . .
feeding the soul of this tender one with heartfelt words.

This past week was beyond belief. . . and continued even after our return.
Sisters offering encouragement . . . . .  truth reminders. . . . . and love showers.
Such warriors for His Kingdom. . . hearts desiring to reflect the beauty of Christ.
Their young. . . joyful princesses alongside them. . . offering big blessings to special chambers in my heart. BLESSED!


fertilizing the seed He planted not too long ago.


YES LORD!!! YOU ARE ABLE!!!