It’s breast cancer awareness month, and we’ll all be seeing a lot of pink around us. I can admit that when Kara was sick, I used to get a bit cranky about all of the pink. I would wonder why we needed a reminder about breast cancer. Doesn’t everyone know someone who’s had it or is currently dealing with it? I didn’t need a ribbon to prompt me to think about such a devastating disease.
We talk a lot about community here, about just showing up for people around us who are hurting, about what it means to trust God in the midst of suffering, looking for grace in the mundane. I love our Mundane Faithfulness team, our readers and friends, our financial supporters (without whom we wouldn’t exist!), the Facebook MFC. Some days I am downright overwhelmed with the love and encouragement around me.
from an article originally posted August 17, 2014…
The call came twice on Friday. The sweet nurse left me the message to kindly call her back. In front of her sits a sheet of paper that will determine my next moments, my next breaths and the strength for breathing I will be able to lend that living. But I simply was away. I was away from service, away from fear, and my phone read no service all weekend. Jason kindly asked me to call from the camp phone and leave that number, I kindly declined and asked him to not ask for the duration of my time away. He kindly obliged.
from an article originally posted August 14, 2014…
Yesterday, I went to buy our camping supplies, and brought my firstborn along. Someone graciously bought the other kids their school supplies, but Ella wanted to do it herself. So as I shopped she went and grabbed what she needed. She filled my basket and my heart sank just a bit. It’s flying away; this summer has been one of the most full, most amazing summers I have known, and it’s coming to an end. My heart is completely mixed I’m full of happy and sad feelings about it.
School has started here in Colorado Springs, and my baby boy is in kindergarten. I’m that overeager mama who has signed up for everything I can, who has joined the school Facebook page, who walks my baby into the school every day, and who is embarrassingly desperate to please the teachers and staff; I’m just glad Von doesn’t notice yet…
