Saturday, November 16, 2013

Sifted

Luke 22:31-34
“Simon, Simon, behold, Satan demanded to have you, that he might sift you like wheat,  but I have prayed for you that your faith may not fail. And when you have turned again, strengthen your brothers.”  Peter said to him, “Lord, I am ready to go with you both to prison and to death.”  Jesus said, “I tell you, Peter, the rooster will not crow this day, until you deny three times that you know me.”

Our family is reading through the Bible chronologically this year and we recently read through all four gospels.  We have been waking early to read with Nic before he leave for work each morning.  While only half of the family could even remotely be considered "morning people", it has been a good exercise for all of us, regardless for our affinity for mornings.  There has even been a decrease in the good morning growls over time.

Nearly two weeks ago we read the above passage where Jesus predicts Peter's denial from Luke, and again in the other gospels.  In Luke's gospel I was so challenged by the mental picture of God allowing Satan to sift us like wheat.  And I was so encouraged by Jesus prayer for Peter. That though sifted, his faith would not fail. And then his subsequent charge to Peter to strengthen his brothers.  What an exhortation that was to my own heart in troubled times!  

Nic had had an early meeting at work that morning and I was reading to all the kids that morning.  I took that opportunity to challenge the kids with the same charge Jesus gave Peter, that when they find themselves sifted that their faith would not fail and that as God has kept them through the sifting, they would continue to strengthen others.  Throughout that day I reflected on times when I had felt sifted and had known the steadfast love of God and seen His faithfulness to keep my faith from failing.  

I had no idea that I would find myself sifted again so soon.  For three months we had quietly rejoiced in the gift of expecting a new baby next May, a precious life growing within.  Though we had faced two traumatic pregnancy losses in the past year and a half, we were thankful and hopeful that God would bring this baby into our arms.  And then the sifting came.  We learned this past Tuesday that the baby had died within the past week for unknown reasons.  There was no heartbeat where there had been a strong heartbeat and wiggly baby just two weeks earlier.  Our baby was brought home, not into our arms, but into the arms of Jesus in Heaven.   In anguish, I returned again to this passage, trusting that Jesus was praying for me, too, that my faith would not fail and that I would turn and strengthen others one day, too.

Our hearts are grieving, even as we know that God has His purposes for allowing sifting in our lives.  Though we mourn, we know that His purpose is to keep our faith from failing and to display His glory in all things. Without Him we are not able to continue without losing hope, but with Him we are able to turn again and strengthen the others.  Please pray for healing of our hearts and for healing within my body and also rejoice with us, that we can know that these light and momentary afflictions, though they feel like heavy burdens, are preparing for us an eternal weight of glory beyond all comparison.  (2 Corinthians 4:17) 

Making Up for Lost Time: A Photo Review

Ecclesiastes 3:1-8
For everything there is a season, and a time for every matter under heaven:
 a time to be born, and a time to die;
a time to plant, and a time to pluck up what is planted;
a time to kill, and a time to heal;
a time to break down, and a time to build up;

a time to weep, and a time to laugh;

a time to mourn, and a time to dance;
a time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together;
a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;
 a time to seek, and a time to lose;
a time to keep, and a time to cast away;

a time to tear, and a time to sew;

a time to keep silence, and a time to speak;
 a time to love, and a time to hate;
a time for war, and a time for peace.

While our summer was tremendously difficult, our fall has been delightfully terrific, mostly.  There is a time for everything.  Our summer held a lot of breaking down and our fall has brought us a time to build up. It has been a sweet and precious time for our family.  In the change that this season has brought us, I have been so busy that I have not had time to catch my breath or acknowledge momentous occasions or celebrate successes.  I have really just managed to watch time go speeding by, so this post is a quick way to make up for lost time, noting those special events we have missed during this season.

While it has been a beautiful season for our family, it has not been one of laughing without weeping or dancing without mourning.  It has been a time of seeking and of losing, of silence and speaking.  God is teaching us much about Himself and His goodness and care for us as we learn to press into Him in every season.


Our family traveled to Michigan the first week of September while Nic worked there.  His co-worker took our entire family out fishing in Lake Michigan and together Serena and I caught this 20 pound King Salmon.

On September 4 we celebrated Hugo and Maria's 2nd Special Day.  We had the King Salmon for supper and took a walk to Lake Michigan, stopping for ice cream and shaved ice on the way.  It was a great night to celebrate!  We missed Hugo, as he had chosen not to join the family on this trip.

We arrived home from Michigan on September 6th to celebrate Hugo's 18th birthday.  
A special thanks to our friends, the Cannys, for hosting Hugo and helping him out while we were gone.
(We had a month where we couldn't figure out the settings on the camera, so the pictures were all dark.)

We celebrated Noah's 7th Special Day with our family on September 12th!

We celebrated my 36th Birthday together with a surprise...6 kids and one on the way!

  Yes, we were expecting another baby.
After two other pregnancy losses, this was a time of dependence on God.
God brought this baby home November 12, not welcomed into our arms, but His.

In September our family celebrated the adoption of our good friend, Isaiah...
we were all dressed up for court.

Serena celebrated her 15th birthday on September 27th by being escorted on a special date by her Papa.


Maria celebrates her 16th birthday on October 22 by being escorted out for steak by her Papa.
This girl LOVES meat!