Moving Day (well, sort of...)

Well tonight I am wrapping up a week-long packing effort. We are going to Wenatchee tomorrow for the Thanksgiving holiday...and Christmas...and New Year's. In other words, I have been packing for me and the children to live in Leavenworth for 6 weeks.

Yup, you heard me right, 6 whole weeks. Whoa! I have not been back to that beloved valley since August 19th or so. And the thought of driving the 6 hr trek with our children 4 times in a month (for both holidays), did not seem incredibly ideal.

So we decided, after the gracious offer of Mom & Dad (Josh's parents), to have me & the kids just stay in Leavenworth through the holidays. It will be wonderful...once we get there. :o)

And I am pumped. The reasons are numerous...

I cannot wait to see friends and family (don't have room to list them all here!) whom I have missed so very much.

I cannot wait to enjoy the crisp, dry cold of the Wenatchee Valley fall & winter.

I cannot wait to visit Knitabili-Tea downtown to have Bombay Chai tea with my friends.

I cannot wait to see fresh snow on the mountains...and in our backyard!

I cannot wait to savor moments by the fire with my husband (since he won't have any homework...)

I cannot wait to be HOME.

I cannot wait to worship together with our church family at Grace Covenant.

This last one is probably close to the top of the list...as Sundays have been the most difficult time during our season of life here.

Sounds funny to say, "Sundays the worst?". Well not worst...let me explain. First of all, it has been truly enjoyable in many ways as the kids & I have been able to worship with Carey & Tarah and the wonderful people at HOFCC Gresham. And Carey & Tarah have really made it possible for me to take the children to church, as single-mom church training can be difficult.

However, my husband and I and the children have only worshiped together 3 times during this season (since August). And that has been difficult. But stretching and growth-inducing as well.

I am challenged every Sunday with the examining of my heart: Is Christ really my first love? Do I go to church just because my husband is the pastor? If he's not here, do I still seek after my Savior daily and lead my children in worship to Him on the Sabbath? If someone were to ask me what is best about my life, would I say Jesus...or Joshua?

I know who my husband would vote for...and so do you. It must be Jesus. He must be more precious to me than my own children or even my husband. He must be my true joy.

And so that is the heart I pray for...that the Lord would give me the passion to serve Him, love Him and lean on Him alone. Whether my husband is here or not.

So, I am excited to be with the people of GCC (my husband included) over the next couple of weeks. To experience what the Lord is doing there...to see it first hand. To be with people whose passion and joy is found in Christ alone. And to fellowship with them and be able to ask them what is best about their life...and know what their answer will be.

Jesus.



So, the excitement grows as we pack tonight...dollies and pj's, Bibles and toothbrushes, bills and presents. And the reasons are endless...and to our Wenatchee & East, Cashmere, Malaga, Dryden, Leavenworth, Pateros (who did I forget?) friends and family...

We're coming home!



One final note:
To all the wonderful family and friends here in Portland...YES, I will miss you all very much, don't even doubt it. But we will return to P-town in January excited to see what the Lord has for the next "season" of our lives. For we know it will be good.


Ok, second final note:
The new pic on the blog is the wonderful work of a Godly young woman we met at HOFCC. Her desire is to use her camera for the glory of God...and she does it very well.

A delight to work with, she captured some moments with our little family last week. This is just the first we've seen, so I'll post more when we get them. If you need a photographer...use jocelyn.elise.photography (her website is under construction). We highly recommend her.

Some deep thoughts...(well, for me they are)

I have recently been challenged, from many reputable sources, to make sure that my life is being lived as intentional. Not half-hazard, chaotic or dependent on my circumstances. Not purpose-filled in one season and pity-filled the next.

No, I have been challenged, that in everything I do, that it would be truly pleasing, glorifying and edifying to the Lord. That no matter what circumstances, challenges or joys come into my life, that my solid hope and direction in life would be found in Christ.

Not that my life up to this point has been lived out as pointless. But that I would not waste the time I have...whatever amount that may be.

Maybe it was the discussions I had with some (not all) of the young women on my volleyball team...whose life revolves around things like boys, music, dates and even grades. Their vision of the future and concept of "important" spans only to tomorrow's test or this weekend's outings.

Or maybe it was the insight of the Godly women whose teaching I enjoyed last Thursday evening at the HOFCC women's gathering. Women who are steeped in the Word and wise beyond their years....whose lives and households radiate the testimony of living with intention, conviction and a desire for Christ to be glorified.

Or maybe it was the impacting blog posted by my brother-in-law, calling us to use the gifts given to us and the technology of our day to further the kingdom of God. (Read it in it's entirety here)

It was a convicting message to not merely fill up my blog with fun facts or silly thoughts about ME, albeit interesting and humorous at times, but to use this tool as an avenue to encourage and challenge others to grow as we pursue Christ.

So challenged I have been as of late...to be a woman of God's word, to keep my home a place of order and to be about the kingdom work of bringing glory to God and others to Christ. Such simple things, I know...but ones I must constantly be working on, by God's grace.

And I just wanted to share those thoughts...not that I won't still post cute pics of my children, for they are blessings in my life from the Lord. But I pray that there would be substance and encouragement for you as well as we let Christ rule in our hearts, homes and purpose.

"And let the peace of Christ rule in your hearts, to which indeed you were called in one body. And be thankful. Let the word of Christ dwell in you richly,

teaching and admonishing one another in all wisdom,

singing psalms and hymns and spiritual songs,

with thankfulness in your hearts to God. And whatever you do,

in word or deed, do everything in the name of the Lord Jesus,

giving thanks to God the Father through him."

Colossians 3:15-17

We won!

Making tough decisions...

Coach Grant's biggest (little) fan...

Let's go ladies!

Yes, sports fans, we finished with a win. Friday night was a tough one. The girls played hard, but lost in 4 games.

But then on Saturday night, our final hooray...we pulled it out. I was so proud of them.

I had a big fan section. My mom & dad; my sister, her husband and their 4 kids; Carey & Tarah; Dave & Julie Rasmussen and their girls, Laelie & Tirien; Olivia Pothoff and her girls, Tenley & Caselynn. Very fun...oh, and of course, my better half with Levi & Ella cheering the loudest of all.

And so, we are finally done with the season. Our final time together will be this next Saturday for an evening of dessert, team awards & memories. The other assistant coach and myself get to plan the evening. (Yes, a creative outlet!)

I have been debating about what to give the girls for an end of the season gift. Not a monogrammed towel or a signed volleyball...but something with some more substance. And I think I have decided on a book.

But which one? Don't Waste Your Life by John Piper or Feminine Appeal by Carolyn Mahaney? Biblical Womanhood by Nancy Leigh DeMoss or Amazing Women and Their Extraordinary God by Noel Piper? Choices...choices...choices.

I am still deciding, but would take some input if you want to share it! :o)

I just want to leave them something that has some lasting value...since there is more to life than volleyball.

For this, I am truly thankful.

Like father...like son.
(Josh is standing in the exact spot he was when
he saw me for the first time...10 years ago...on the floor behind him...what memories!)

Super Fans!
(Carey & Tarah, Levi, Olivia & Tenley Pothoff, Josh & Ella,
Dave & Laelie, and Julie with Tirien in front)

Happy Birthday Levi...

Cousins

First bite

Early morning with Dad

Everything is a weapon

My two men

Well, today is the big number 2 for our son...exactly 2 years ago, Levi Gregory McPherson was born. And what a fun kid he is growing up to be.

He is full of energy, but loves to snuggle up for a good book. He likes to run around in circles, but will stop to pick up "dolly" for his sister. He likes to listen to sister sing, but he also lies in bed at night and sings "Amazing Grace" at the top of his little lungs. He loves to climb on anything and jump off of it...no matter what is below.

His favorite food is apple juice, followed closely by "waffools with nana's yam". He is constantly "hot" and would wear only his diaper outside, if I would let him.

He loves cars, trucks, puzzles and most of all, his puppy. And he loves to wear his baseball cap backwards like his daddy.

He is a blast and in the 2 short years of his life, he is proved to be a wonderful blessing. We are so excited to see how he and Ella grow in their relationship as siblings.

Here's some pics of him just living life (in his diaper) and during his little birthday celebration we had with my family last weekend.

2 wonderful years...we are praying he will grow into a Godly young man, passionate for His Savior and earnest to live for His glory. May the Lord grant us wisdom as we guide him in that way...

Happy Birthday Son...we love you.

Papa...

This is without a doubt one of my all time favorite pictures...

Today, I wanted to talk about 2 very wonderful people. If I would have had my blog going back in October, I would've talked about them then. They are called Nana & Papa in our house, but are otherwise known as Earl & Nadeen Carey.

In October, they celebrated their 59th wedding anniversary...a rare and wonderful thing these days. And I was wanting others to know about this truly amazing couple.

Many of you know them, but I still feel the need to brag on them a little. They are the epitome of what a grandpa and grandma should be. They are some of the most hard-working, generous, loving, servant-hearted people I know.

They are serving the Lord and leaving a legacy to the generations that are following them. One of those generations is my children...and I cherish every moment my children spend with them.

Although, I have no formal reason for blogging about them today, I saw this picture and thought again how much I miss them while we are apart.

I miss talking with Nana about everything from gardening to cooking to Christmas. I miss seeing Papa get down on the floor (even though he's 80) to play with my kids. I miss sitting at their kitchen table eating a meal together, probably one that Nana just threw together because I showed up unannounced, enjoying the company and chatting about the day.

So that's all.

Today is just officially "we all miss Nana & Papa day". (especially me)

So Nana & Papa, thank you for being Godly parents who raised Candy, who married Greg, who raised Joshua, who married me and is now the father of my children...I am benefiting from your hard work and vision and your relationship with the Lord, which you have passed down to the next generation. May we continue the legacy you have so graciously passed to us...

We love you and miss you. Can't wait to see you soon...

Cute kid pictures...

Picnic in the canopy

Favorite Park

Happy girl

Loves sister's apron

Freedom...

Coaching days are numbered...

Well, this is my final week of volleyball practice. We have our last 2 games this weekend, both at home. Friday night is University of Puget Sound. Number 2 in the league...a formidable opponent. And Saturday is Willamette. Not number 2 in the league, but someone we lost to last time around.

It is, as they say, bittersweet. I have really enjoyed my time coaching these ladies. And it has confirmed to me that if I wasn't a blessed mother of 2 small children, wife to a visionary and exciting husband, who already enjoys her "day job" (nursing) and if I felt it could be beneficial to my family and the Lord...I would love being a head coach. I just love it.

Coaching is a tremendous opportunity to influence young lives. Not just in volleyball (although many of you know how passionate I am about that), but in their daily lives. I have had conversations with these ladies about everything from marriage to salvation, from children to careers, from family problems to future choices and everything in between.

And I am saddened by some of their stories and humbled at their respect for my counsel. I have had the unique role of being "aunt/big sister/friend" to many of them. And I have really enjoyed every minute of it.

Ok, let's be honest, I really hate the losing part.

But, soon it will all be over.

This season in life for our family has been challenging at times. Mommy gone Friday & Saturday nights...sometimes in Spokane, Seattle, Colorado. Missing dinner every night because of practice and the 50 minute commute.

Truly, we could not have done it if it weren't for our landlords. :o) Carey & Tarah ("Uncle Mac & Auntie" as they're lovingly called), have gone above and beyond in blessing us during this time. If it weren't for them, we couldn't have made it!

They have sacrificed much of their time, energy and alone-time for our family. And we say a public "Thank You". They have been servants with gracious and humble hearts. We love them.

So, I will let you all know how it goes this weekend. And just so you can know the girls and be praying for them, here are their names. Ashley, Jessica, Natalie, Ashleigh, Lani, Jen, Megan, Lindsay, Carly, Sarah, Natali, Kristen, Chelsea, Stephanie, Sara, Ali and Jenna.

Go Bruins.