Showing up

  Before kids the obstacles were in different forms. work schedule. committments. “distraction” and “tired” have taken on a whole new meaning for me. 

  But with all the  joy and depth that children bring to my life, they leave a mamma and baba wiped out at the end of the day. early mornings, full engagement all day, meals, diapers, baths, mediating, explaining, disciplining...you name it. you gotta be in the game. 

  

      there were two moments this week, that i showed up and was incredibly blessed. i could have just sunken into the details. that things sometimes just don’t work out. but i pushed through, and both times i was richly rewarded. 

 One amazing experience was heading into one of the syrian refugee camps- i had a limited time i could be there- but as soon as i walked into the camp, i started greeting the women and telling them that i would love to just sit with them and visit. ( the men were taking care of distributing some food)

  i was invited into a woman’s home. if you could call her that. She is 17, so really a beautiful girl. immediately she opened up about her war experience and fleeing with her husband, but leaving her family behind. she was so broken because she has heard no news about what has happened to her family since she left 2 months ago.

  it was a kingdom moment. to sit with her, to listen, to pray, to cry together. we spoke life over her and encouraged her in anyway that we could. We asked if there anything she needed healing for- she told us her back was hurting. 

  As we hugged her and prayed for her, and prayed more than 5 times- she told us all the pain had gone away and her back was healed! She took us to two other women whose backs were in extreme pain and we prayed for them. They also told us that their backs were healed. 

   I was so overjoyed. The Father was showing me  that all the effort, all the moments of frustration, all the sacrifice was counted as nothing in exchange for that moment. 

 women healed. 

heard. embraced. life and destiny spoken over a scared, hurting young girl. 

  

so when i  sit in traffic, wait on people and inconveniences, arrange baby sitting, pack lunches, drive a hours...i want to see that all of that is so little compared to the Kingdom fruit i get to give away. 

 We are so blessed to be called the children of God. 

loving my buddy these days. 

little rag-a-muffin was so happy about her red balloon. 

the other moments was so simple. The girls were a hot mess. Sophia was literally tripping on everything and running into walls. We decided to take the plunge and still go to church, even though it was late and reading the signs of the girls we were in for a treat. 

we went and a gal from a bethel team came up to me and just went to town giving me prophetic words. it was amazing. I felt blessed that i went, and we left early. I felt so seen and that God was even just winking at me " love when you show up, mare. "

i love stumbling upon her and seeing what she has come up with. might start wearing a tiara when i read now, too.