Surprise and ER

Well this past weekend was interesting. The surprise party for my husband went over great, he says he had no idea. Sometime before we went to bed (around 2am) he pulled me aside, hugged me and told me it was the best birthday ever. YAY!

We went to my son's soccer game that day too. They won! Yay Strikers!!

Then...dun dun DUN. Jaedyn wanted to fall asleep in her princess bed in our room. At 2am when we were finally hitting the hay, Dusty lifted her up to take her to her room and she was ON FIRE. Her temp was something over 102. We put her in a bath, gave her motrin, and it didn't help. It didn't go up, but it didn't go down either. She slept next to me and I kept check of her temp ever half hour. We gave her 4 more baths, she started vomiting, and then morning came. Her fever was lower but still not gone, so we took her to CareNow. They told us to take her on to the hospital because her symptoms were like those of appendicitis. Just before we left she threw up on the nurses shoes...nice.

We got to the ER and waited and they took test after test, gave her something for the nausea, so she finally started eating...she was SUPER dehydrated. We were at the hospital for about 4 hours, and when we left she still had a fever, but they told us it was just a nasty viral bug and to not worry, she could have a fever of 103 for up to 5 days. WHaaa???

So we took her home, gave her more motrin, another bath, and her fever broke. Her dad got her McDonalds and she seemed very happy. She slept with me again, this time no fever all night. She had a small fever of just 100 the next morning, but it went away within an hour of giving her more motrin. Then after that she was completely fine. She stayed home from school and ate and ate and wanted to ride bikes, etc. The next day I took her to school, thinking she's now better, but I'll surely get it, which is also why I had to miss my first YL club of the year, but I never did. No one in the house did. And here it is Wednesday and we're all still fine.

Weird.

TTFN - "Ta Ta For Now"

More later...

Both sides to this war...

K, so I wouldn't say that I'm 'affiliated' with any party, and as a Christian, I know I'm supposed to 'be in line' and-without what I feel is sufficient research or understanding on my part-sign up with the Republicans. I was sent these today and you can see why it is so difficult for someone like me (no real party affiliation, no real grasp on the issues, no real understanding of politics) could choose not to vote at all. Seeing things like this, it kinda makes me feel that voting leaves us in a "damned if you do, damned if you don't" scenario.

Just thought I'd share:




In this election, there are so many issues considered in "crisis", making the next leaders decisions have more weight than ever before in our recent generations. Looking amongst the brink of a deeper recession, continued war vs. immediate pullout (both I don't like so much), then moral issues like abortion, I, as I assume many are, am running scared.

It is true now more than ever that we rely on the One Leader to fix all of this. Now is the time to exercise our faith, to believe without question that He has a plan for all of this.

I don't know about you, but this anxiety about what's to come for our country has not only got me on my knees, but on my face before Him.

Verse to Ponder: Philippians 4:6 (NKJV) Be anxious for nothing, but in everything by prayer and supplication, with thanksgiving, let your requests be made known to God.

Yuck-a-loogie

So Monday night YL had their annual Food fight/Crud War/Yuck-a-loogie night. It was my first time, so I was just as excited and surprised as the kids. There were over 100 kids that showed up to sling 'redneck paintballs' (marshmallows covered in mustard and ketchup), pickle juice with horsefeed, flour bombs, water balloons, applesauce and red paint, shaving cream and more over a huge field after dark. It was hillarious to watch it all go down. Messy wouldn't even be the way to describe it. But it was SO much fun.

I saw so many new faces, so many freshmen, parents and new leaders. It was a great kickoff to what I know will be a fabulous new year of YL.

Next week we start Club nights up and running again. I'm praying that we'll have even more new faces and others come back to join us.

Being part of this for just this short amount of time has meant SO much. I can't tell you all the blessings and positive feedback and changes in my family and in myself that have taken place, and this is just the beginning!

It is an amazing and humbling experience to feel like you are 'on the front lines' of the spiritual warfare in your community. I can't believe I get to be part of it!

Weak? WEAK!?

Ok, so if you know me, you know I'm kinda impatient, strong-willed, work-a-holic, go big or go home kind of gal. I feel like I can teach myself or try anything I put my mind too. I try to speak the truth (in love) always, and can pretty much out argue anyone, if necessary. :) So when I heard from my husband several years ago that he felt I was weak, I about exploded.

Yes, ladies, my husband tried to sweetly tell me that I was weak. (Somewhere Mrs. Palin just cocked her winchester. HA!) Whatchu talkin' 'bout Willis? I know, I know. It stung pretty bad, but over time I began to understand and adjust myself from his words of 'wisdom' given to me from his perspective of who/what/how I had become. If you've read this blog you'll know that some yuck (for lack of better word) has happened in my past. You'll also know that it's ripple affect has followed me now almost 12 years later. I had become accustomed to, even though I hated it, being the 'victim'. I deserved the right to wollow in my pain, to feel sorry for myself, to have someone else, namely my husband, help me through and regularly pick up the pieces. No wonder then, when I tried to exercise my need for control or independence did he suddenly put on the brakes.

Hearing what he had to say that afternoon about how fragile he viewed me, made me more than mad, but after time passed I realized it wasn't only anger from having to hear what he said, wasn't only anger focused on those who had hurt me, but it was also anger at myself for not getting out of myself long enough to get out of my 'victim rut'. I wanted to be strong, but the truth was, I wasn't. I'm not. But that's okay.

Three things happened since our conversation on the couch that afternoon. One, my husband is probably a bit scared of me, due to my reaction to his words, which were truly meant to bring my attention to things. Two, I realized I didn't want anyone to think I was weak, I definitely didn't want my husband viewing me that way, and I didn't want to think or feel or act weak any longer. And third, I began to understand how to shed that 'victim skin'. I slowly but surely started relying more on God. I started understanding then with my pursuit of Him that I'm not damaged, that what has happened doesn't define me. I am a product of mercy and grace, I can be restored. I stopped thinking I needed to turn to everyone else to 'fix' me. I stopped leaning so much on my husband for everything spiritually, physically, emotionally and started to understand that it's not his sole responsibility, and putting all my faith in him would only lead me to be disappointed. After all he's flesh and blood just like me. Giving it over to the One who said He always would take on that responsibility, would restore me, would forgive and forget and renew me, has empowered me SO much. I know it will take time, but I KNOW I can be strong again. I know I can hold my own again. I know He has plans for me, and I'm worthy of those plans. I'm no longer going to let my 'yuck' or my disappointments and hurt caused by others of this world to keep me down.

I'm weak, and I know it. But I can be made strong through Him. From now on, all I want them to see is Him in me.

Verse to Ponder: 1 Peter 4:1-2 (The Message) Since Jesus went through everything you're going through and more, learn to think like him. Think of your sufferings as a weaning from that old sinful habit of always expecting to get your own way. Then you'll be able to live out your days free to pursue what God wants instead of being tyrannized by what you want.

Oh and did I mention...

The owner of the 4 wheeler called and said after they cleaned it up that it was working fine! *Phew* Just a lost key...God even answers prayers about ATVs, I love it!

I got a part time staff position with Young Life! I start this week! I know it's probably going to be one of the easiest jobs I've had to date, but I'm SO nervous! The longer I've been out of school/work, the stupid-er I feel! Plus, I want to do a good job, because in the end, it's all for the kids. I really, really don't want to screw up.

I'm having a surprise party for my husband's bday. SHHH! (Good thing he doesn't like reading blogs-HA!) We're doing it big in the backyard this Saturday night (and by big I mean Christmas lights and enchiladas, HA!). It should be fun. I've done pretty good so far with the secret, the kids don't even know. (so please don't tell them! :>)

My son had two amazing soccer games this weekend, but they tied them both! What are the odds? But he scored a goal in the first game and barely missed two attempts the second game! :)

I started a new bible study last week with a friend of mine from YL. It's studying Genesis. I've already learned quite a bit! For instance, did you know that in the beginning that God told man that he could eat any of the plants he wanted, no meat? ALL of the animals ate only plants too!! (The lion laid down with the lamb...) It wasn't until after the flood (Noah and the ark and all that) that it changed!

Oh, and I have a random joke for you today. My son laughed SO hard when his dad told him...

Q: Why was Tigger looking in the toilet?

A: He was looking for Poo.

HA!

P.S. If you wanna, I've added a 'followers' section to this blog. (It's on the left.) If you want to add yourself as a follower, feel free!

Enjoy your week!

Communication

Oh, I've been so busy and tired lately...but I've still had so much on my mind to write about. I've just been too pooped to get on here and get it all typed! Someday I hope they come up with a way for me to just talk when I'm thinking about things (like in my car or in bed) and it will get typed in...k, maybe that's a bit lazy. :)

Ok, so I was doing errands the other day and was needing to call my dr. to set an appointment. I was in the car driving and called the free 411 800 number my friend gave me and waited for the prompts. I thought it would be awesome to call a free 411, because who wants to pay the outrageous fee to ask for a number, all of which takes like ten seconds, but still costs like $2. Ouch. So anyway, I called the number and followed the prompts (it's all automated), and it went something like this...

Recording: "What city and state?"
Me: McKinney, Texas
Recording: "Mckinley?"
Me: Mic-ken-ey
Recording: "McKinney?"
Me: "Yes"
Recording: "Would you like business, residential or toll free?"
Me: "Business"
Recording: "SAY, Business or Residential"
Me: "uh....(louder) Business"
Recording: "I'm sorry, I did not understand. SAY Business or Res..."
Me: (interupting) BIZ-NESS!
Recording: "By name or type?"
Me: (loudly) NAME
Recording: "What name?"
Me: "Dr. Banks"
Recording: "I'm sorry, say the na..."
Me: "DOCTOR BanKS"
Recording: "I didn't underst.."
Me: "TRACEY BANKS"
Recording: "I'm sorry, I..."
Me: "DUH-AHK-TORE BUH-AY-EN-KUH-SSS" (loudly, I think I popped a vein in my forehead)
Recording: "Would you like to try again?"
Me: "FORGET IT!"
Recording: "I'm sorry, I do not understand."
Me: ...click... (the phone jumped from my hand and forced itself to the floorboard, I don't know how that happened *wink, wink*)

Sometimes I think, especially because I'm married, that communication can be difficult. Men are truly from mars and have spaghetti for brains (view depends on the book you've read). I've met people in my life that it seemed no amount of reason communicated to them would make them any less trivial, or instigating, or quick tempered. But all of this just leads me to my relationship with Christ. I thought about how frustrated I was in the car after my experience with the free 411 'lady' and how I couldn't get to where I was going or know which way to turn because it seemed like we were speaking a different language. I know sometimes I feel that way with God. Obviously he's not audible and if I try to use my finite mind and simplistic understanding of who He is, then I think I'd never get closer to Him. But the relationship I've felt grow over the last few months has truly surprised me. Getting in His word, relying heavily on prayer, he communicates with me in a whole new way. It's something I can't even really explain. But by seeking Him and questioning and trying to learn more and more, I understand more, I "see" more, I even see prayers answered more obviously, quickly and I have found peace where before I would have worried myself into a pit, or worse. Communication is crucial and the foundation of any real, lasting and healthy relationship. I just don't know why it took me so long to understand it in a way that made sense to the only relationship that truly matters.

Verse to Ponder: Proverbs 8:14 "Counsel is mine, and sound wisdom; I am understanding, I have strength."

BIG 100!!! and yIKEs!

Woo Hoo! Today I see that I have 100 posts! Thanks to those of you still reading my ramblings after so long. :)

Well, so we weren't in the path of Ike, *phew*, but there were many, many more that were. Lots that will have to rebuild their property, their lives from this day forward. It seems kinda sureal as I look outside and see the gorgeous weather we have here.

I know it goes without saying that we are all praying for these that were in the path, but I do have one beef. **update** I wrote this earlier this morning, then found this article this evening. http://news.yahoo.com/s/csm/20080915/ts_csm/aike

I'm going by what I hear on the boob tube, which may be my problem to begin with, and not knowing the 'true' motives of the Galvestonians (maybe they couldn't get out, i.e. didn't have transportation or were too sick or elderly, but I assume that wasn't the case for the 100k who didn't budge), I may be speaking out of turn. But nonetheless, "What the...?" They were given a mandatory evacuation, MAN-DA-TORY. They were told if they chose to stay they would need to write their social security #s on their arms, and that they would be on their own. BUT, thousands, HUNDREDS of thousands stayed. So now they put the tax dollars and rescue personel in hot water, pun intended. They reported over 1000 emergency rescue calls the night Ike hit, and they did what they said they'd do, they said "sorry" and to wait it out. The next day though, as the storm was still leaving effects and the water wasn't usable, and power lines were down, mass flooding and destruction, these rescue forces were out cleaning up the mess and starting the rescue of those people that didn't head the warnings.

It makes me upset!

It's really not fair to the rescue teams to be put into danger for those that wouldn't budge, or to those that left who will be footing the tax bill of the rescue team's aid for those who stayed. They shut down the island for goodness sakes! Maybe next time there will be a punishment for those that stay with their fingers plugging their ears, eyes closed saying "La-la-la-la-la, I'm not listening" while the order for MANDATORY evacuation was being given FOUR DAYS in advance. Didn't we learn anything from Katrina people? Get out!

On another note, we got word from the YL in Haiti. They have been hit again and again by all the tropical storms recently and are having trouble putting it all back together. Please pray for them...

Dear Friends:
I learned yesterday from Joe Walters, Young Life vice president for Latin America, of the impact Hurricane Hanna has had on our staff and volunteers in Haiti. Sadly, one of our own volunteer leaders is among those who lost their lives in this storm. Following is an e-mail written from Joe:
I was able to make contact tonight with Chedrick Caneus, our national director in Haiti. He is a beautiful testimony of a wonderful, godly leader. When asked how we can help, he said would you ask others to pray. I assured him I would. He told me the name of our volunteer leader in Gonaives who died as a result of the storm. His name is Aristide Emmanuel. He was not married. It seems that those who lived in homes with a second story or a sturdy roof to escape the rising waters were safe. Unfortunately this was not the case for Aristide. Chedrick reported that the other cities deeply affected by the hurricanes where we have Young Life, Miragone and Massaide, all survived without loss of life. The roads to each of these areas are washed out and Chedrick is staying in touch with all by phone. We ended our time tonight on the phone by praying together. I continue to receive way more than I ever give to these saints. Tonight was another example of this. Please pray for those struggling with this tragedy and with the challenge of rebuilding their lives after the storm. Furthermore, if you are in a position to help financially, you can send your gift to the Service Center made payable to Young Life X365 Haiti, hurricane relief. The immediate need is for food, water and temporary shelter for our Young Life staff and volunteers in Haiti, and as the damage is assessed there will be a long-term need for funds to rebuild the homes of these same staff and volunteers.
We will provide ongoing information about the impact of the storm on Haiti on younglife.org. In the meantime, thank you for praying for our brothers and sisters in the mission and all others affected by the storms.

Verse to Ponder: Romans 8:38, 39 (NKJV) "For I am persuaded that neither death nor life, nor angels nor principalities nor powers, nor things present nor things to come, nor height nor depth, nor any other created thing, shall be able to separate us from the love of God which is in Christ Jesus our Lord."