a range of emotions October 29, 2007
This week has been interesting. In the midst of my daily routine which consists of all things baby, and laundry, house cleaning, buying food, cooking food, cleaning up food, hage creative administrating, conversations with family on the phone, and support for my parents non-prof, GRIP- in one day I am inspired, discouraged, burdened, joyful, and surprised.
I begin the day either well-rested, or not-well rested…I should be used to that by now. Through my morning routine, I am excited to accomplish whatever is scheduled for the day. Then ezra might decide to cry unnecessarily through nap time. I am disgruntled easily. I get through two things on my two do list- I am pleased. I look at all the opportunities I have to serve (through church, ministries, corey’s business, global work) and in one instant I am both inspired and exhausted just thinking about all there is to do for the Kingdom of God.
Today I am saddened but hopeful. A friend of mine’s husband is going in for neurosurgery today to remove a [hopefully benign] brain tumor. they only found out about it a few days ago. They have 2 young children. God- what is your master plan?
Yesterday I was inspired by the story of a woman in our church who is over 70. She travels to Africa and teaches music. She is a life long learner. She was moved by the music of a tribal people in Tanzania and went to visit them. She felt God’s call to connect our church and that village of 10,000. A conversation has begun about what it would look like to support them. There are many children in need…Children are a great link. I love children. I want to be apart of this Kingdom work!
I meet with a group of moms each week. We read the bible, pray, talk about parenting issues, share our stories. When someone is in need, there are always 10 sets of hands reaching out to help. I am moved and challenged to be a good host and care for others in self-sacrificing ways.
I burnt the toast this morning and melted a plastic bag. I’m out of eggs and milk. Argh. What a day, and it’s not even noon. But I’m listening to Frank Sinatra, drinking a cup of coffee, listening to the sound of the washing machine, and tiptoe-ing for my sleeping baby. I am thankful. I must be thankful.
Zjiddo George & Tata Mieke
Papa Mike & Nana Kathy
great, great Aunt Marie!
Great Grandma Opal Nedelisky
(great- grandma) Oma Emma Van Hoek
(great grandpa) Opa Kes Van Hoek
