Friday, September 09, 2016

A Little Boy Named Miquel.

It's been 5 months since Lysa left for the Philippines. I have shared here about her trip with a few other posts but I want to share with you another God story.

Lysa traveled to the Philippines to visit her sponsored child, stay with Joy (a friend of her's) and visit some other friends she met in 2009-2010 when they came to the U.S.

While she was there she helped Joy with a conference that Joy was assisting with.... this was not a Compassion Event. Joy does not work with Compassion. Lots of people attended and she met several people.
 These two girls attended the weekend conference and Lysa loved getting to know them and hearing their stories.  Lysa and I have talked about how a lot of times you want to be a blessing to others but you end up being the one blessed!

During the conference Lysa saw this little boy and when  he saw her .... he would smile and hide. He would wait a few seconds and peek to see if she was looking! This went on for sometime.  Then Lysa went over to him and they started playing with his paper airplane. 
His name is Miquel and he walks a bit different because his legs are weak. 

Lysa and Miquel played for hours ... flying that paper plane. They didn't speak the same language.... just the language of love. Every time Miquel would fly the plane Lysa would say "good job" and  then.... every time Lysa flew the plane... Miquel would say "good job."

Later that evening.....   someone told Lysa that Miquel was a Compassion sponsored child. She was so surprised. She began talking to his mom and she confirmed that he was indeed a Compassion sponsored child. She then told Lysa....   something so sad...   "He has never received a letter from his sponsor."   Lysa told her how sorry she was and how she loves to write to her sponsored child. How she loves the relationship between her sponsored child and herself. The mother then went on to say that "Miquel prays every night to receive ONE letter."  Lysa told Miquel's mother she would start praying, along with them, that Miquel would receive a letter!

That next morning Lysa & I were able to talk on the phone. She told me all of this. Lysa begged me to call Compassion  and see if there was anyway she could start writing him ....  you know be Miquel's correspondant. I told her it was Sunday here but I would call first thing in the morning. She had his whole name and where he lived.

On Monday morning I called.

The man I spoke to was flippano. He looked Miquel up. He found him. What he said next....  made my heart burst.

He informed me that Miquel had been sponsored but never received a letter.  EVER.   He then said...

Miquel's sponsor recently stopped sponsoring him.....  would your daughter like to be his sponsor?

I couldn't believe it! You see... God was already ahead of us! Of course, Lysa would want to sponsor him! I did tell him to put him on my account and I would check with her and call him back.

I wasn't able to talk with her for most of the day but I finally reached her.

She was in shock! YES!! I want him! I reminded her that she already sponsored Jazzy and was also paying the sponsorship of Wyatt's sponsored child....   this would make three that she would be financially responsible for....     "I know, Mom....  but God will make a way.... Miquel is already mine!"  I knew that too.

God is faithful. Lysa not only met her sponsored child, Jazzy Rain.... she met Miquel! 

As we talked and talked and cried and cried.... the days after she came home...  Lysa would say...  "that I was there, saw Miquel, talked to his mother, found out he was sponsored and that he had never received a letter....  and then.... that I could sponsor him.... that is God! God connected the dots!"  He already knew.

Miquel and his mother's prayers were answered! God is the God of miracles.

I keep thinking about how surprised they will be when they open his FIRST letter and see this....

God is faithful. Thank you, Jesus for Miquel. What a gift. So honored to see Your glory.

Change a life... sponsor a child today!
Grace~ Teena

Thursday, August 18, 2016

My Songbird.

So... tomorrow every thing changes....  forever.  My baby girl moves to college. Everything is packed and we will drive away in the morning...  she will be attending a college near Orlando. Lysa will major in inter-culture studies. She is excited and nervous and sad.  I am excited and nervous and SAD.
She is my songbird. My happy child. Always singing, always lighthearted, always JOYFUL.  That doesn't mean she hasn't had hard.....    it is just in her soul. It bubbles out.

We have all said how she is a breath of fresh air.....

so....   I do know this is life, I do know this is the next step. I do know she will do great.....  those are the responses I have received.  I also know this Mama's heart is sad.

We have been together most every day for almost 19 years.  We have shared so very much. So many laughs and tears.....   so many memories.

My sweet, Songbird....  I know it is time for you to fly....  to let others hear you sing... feel your joy and laugh your laughs with you. I know you will do great things and you will put song in them as you be the hands and feet of Jesus.  I will so miss you but I can't keep you here in my nest because you would lose your song.....    you have a beautiful song to show others.  I am honored that I was the first to hold you, love you and do all those things with you.  You will always be the apple of my eye....  my breath of fresh air....   fly high, sweet beautiful, Songbird.  I love you so very much and will see you soon! ~ Mom

Thank you, Jesus for Alyssa. My fourth born, second girl. My heart is so sad and I wonder how I will do this....   but, I know that I know....  God's grace is sufficient.

Lysa, I am so very excited for you! I am just one call away! I love you more.

Sponsor a child today!
Grace~ Teena

Saturday, August 06, 2016

The Olympics and My Perspective.

Tonight we watched the opening ceremonies of the 2016 Olympics. They are being hosted in Rio this time. I love the Olympics. I always have. I make my children watch ALL of the opening ceremonies and we watch lots of the events. We have fun!
Last month my three youngest and I went to Haiti. We worked with Baptist 4 Haiti for a week. I plan to share A LOT more of that soon.

Everything looks different since Haiti. 

I think about the poor and oppressed in Rio.  We do not see that. I think about if hosting the Olympics brought in money for the poor or if it did not.

I found this story tonight and it helped my heart. Take a couple minutes and read this incredible story!

Team Refugees

I love making memories with my kids. Lysa leaves in two weeks for college. I am so thankful God blessed us with her. My heart will be so sad but I know this is what God has for her....   time flies.

For the next 10 days we will watch the Olympics.  Tonight as the walk of nations past....  we cheered for the USA but we also cheered when Bolivia (our Erik), Philippines (Lysa's Jazzy & Joy), Indonesia (my first boy Ucok), Uganda (Jamira) Columbia (Wyatt's Sebastian), Tanzania (Neema) and Betlhem (Ethiopia)....  

Things just seem different this time around.

Sponsor a child today!
Grace~ Teena

Wednesday, August 03, 2016

Destin 2016.

Each year we take our vacation in Destin Florida.  Destin is on the gulf coast and is one of my favorite places! Destin is a resort island an very expensive. Billy is a disabled veteran so we are able to stay at a military campground in Niceville... just a couple miles outside Destin. We stay in a cabin for a very reasonable price. Before the cabins were ever built we took our pop-up and stayed in their campground on the RV side. Both places we over look the bay. We have such great memories there.

This year our Destin trip was May 14-19th. Normally we stay longer but with Wes playing baseball and graduation of friends.... this is what we could do this year. It is a time for me to refresh, regroup and refocus.

 We are always in awe.....  I know that may seems strange but I always feel HE meets me/us there. The vastness of the ocean.....   the beauty.  I am so very grateful for all the years there. I always hate to leave... and very sad.

...... and of course, a vacation to Destin.....   always means a day at Seaside! My favorite little village of all time!

 Dakota was able to come this year to Destin! Mike/Amber/Lincoln were not able to come. Neither was Mandi/Andrew. I know through the years some of my children will be able and some times they will not.... but they are always welcome.

Our cabin. Nothing fancy.  We love it though.

Thanks for letting me share.

Grace~ Teena